The reserve food raised is the Elf King

In recent days, Lancelot and Isabella have been living in the lounge attached to his office.

Because Lancelot is no longer a student, he will move from the student area to the tutor area. But the new house had not yet been decorated, so the two had to make do in the lounge for a few days.

Fortunately, the lounge room was spacious enough, and Lancelot had moved all the decorations and furnishings over in advance according to the appearance of his previous home.

Even Isabella's favorite rug was carefully spread out on the ground.

It is convenient for her to lie down on the blanket and play at any time.

Today, Lancelot was called out by other professors to discuss academic matters. Isabella was the only one at home, lying on the bed chatting with Eric.

[Brother, what should you do if something you always thought would happen suddenly doesn’t happen according to its planned route? 】

Isabella was referring to Lydia's matter.

The official CP was dismantled, which is obviously a big deal.

Lancelot, that wood elf, really lived up to his racial characteristics as a forest elf, and actually thought it was normal for Lydia and Tinasi to be together.

It’s not normal at all!

[Does this matter have any impact on you? 】

Isabella was stunned for a moment when she saw the short line of words in the notebook.

good question.

Eric's reply is rarely so simple and to the point.

[For now...it won't have any impact, right? 】

Once Isabella used her brain to think, she couldn't help but want to bite her nails. There happened to be a snack that Lancelot had prepared for her nearby. After thinking about it, she picked up the snack and started to eat it.

[The fact that you care about this matter means that it will definitely produce results related to you one day in the future. The dragons never waste extra emotions and energy on food, unless we have new goals and pursuits. 】

Eric guided Isabella and asked her to think like a dragon.

[Bella, what is your goal in this whole thing? 】

Isabella repeated.

【Target? 】

She never seemed to have seriously thought about it.

Subconsciously, I felt that the plot should follow the script of the original book. If we follow this line of thought and take a step back, Isabella, as the person who holds the script, can foresee her future in the book many years in advance, that is -

Sealed by the Elf King.

And she was obviously unwilling to accept the ending of being completely restrained and imprisoned, so she hoped to avoid Miss Dragon's misfortune before the ending happened.

Ah, wait!

A flash of inspiration occurred, and Isabella suddenly discovered a huge logical error.

It seemed like she had unconsciously changed the plot from the very beginning. It's just that from her own perspective at the time, she didn't notice the problem at all.

Miss Dragon did not become the male protagonist Arthur's harem, but driven by the invisible will of the world, a new person was bound to replace Miss Dragon, a character who "provides unlimited money and golden fingers to the male protagonist".

So, there was Jenny, the cannon fodder character that Isabella had no impression of in the original work.

She even almost became the main heroine.

Isabella tried hard to recall how that annoying red-haired human aristocratic girl appeared next to Arthur step by step, and how she became cannon fodder again.

Then I was shocked to find out...

Ok.

She is Isabella in all the scenes.

From the beginning, when Jenny led a group of people to bully Lydia in the Forbidden Forest, it was Isabella who drove them away without giving Arthur a chance to save Lydia in person.

This also led to Arthur not knowing Jenny's true face.

Isabella: The clown is myself!

Woo woo qwq

I spent a long time jumping up and down, thinking that I was maintaining the original plot, but in the end, it made the plot more and more messy!

According to the normal plot trend, Arthur and Lydia have many opportunities to get along with each other in the academy. Lydia is bullied by outside villains because of her life experience, personality and other reasons.

Then the righteous hero stepped forward.

The relationship between the two warmed up smoothly.

But all these emotional scenes were taken care of by the irascible and powerful Miss Dragon.

Isabella's evil reputation was well-known in several grades, and Lydia was almost inseparable from her in the academy. As a result, in the past four years, let alone anyone who dared to bully Lidya, there was no one who even spoke loudly to her.

But Isabella didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all.

Even after Lydia moved out of Arthur's house and went to live in an ordinary dormitory by herself - something that was definitely unreasonable under the logic of the original plot, Isabella didn't find any problem.

Until now, one of the lines of the protagonist's cp has completely announced be, and Isabella realized belatedly: the plot has been changed.

Oh no.

The protagonist's cp's be line is not only Lydia's, but the lines of Miss Dragon and Arthur have also been pinned to death in the cradle by Isabella herself.

After thinking about this, Isabella was suddenly so depressed that she didn't know what to say.

I feel like I’ve been busy shopping.

It feels like the plot has gone astray again, and Isabella can no longer be as sure as before and can rely on the golden finger of the original plot to avoid the destined ending of her destiny.

-

This depressed mood has been lingering on Miss Dragon.

As a result, during this period of time in class, she had been lying on the table listlessly.

"Bella, Professor Lance came in as a temporary substitute today. You forgot to tell me about such a big thing!"

"If I had known that the class professor would be changed, and it would be Professor Lance, I would definitely go to the front row and occupy the middle seat!"

When Lancelot walked into the classroom with the lesson plan, Lydia, who was lying on the table with Isabella, jumped up from the table in shock.

Isabella rubbed her eyes and said slowly, "Ah... I'm so sleepy, I need to take a nap first."

It was as if he didn't hear Lidya's accusation at all.

Lidya, a good student, burst into tears and felt that she had missed a huge learning opportunity.

This morning's class was originally a theoretical preparation class for the intermediate potions class.

Unlike experimental classes that require you to refine potions yourself, this kind of theoretical class is very boring. The professor will only go through the theories and formulas of the next experiment like a process.

Lydia has been receiving various private "make-up lessons" from Professor Tenasi recently, and she has already learned the knowledge in today's class. In addition, I slept late last night and got up very early in the morning to accompany Tinaxi to find herbs, making me very sleepy before class.

It was rare that I wanted to be lazy, so I and Isabella chose a seat in the back row of the classroom.

Who knew that the class professor had been temporarily changed.

Woohoo, if Lancelot were to give the lecture, according to the elf's erudite knowledge reserve, the most boring potions theory class could become very fascinating.

Lydia looked at the students in the front row of the classroom, all of whom had expressions of joy and admiration on their faces, and then looked at Isabella beside her, who was facing the window and seemed to be sleeping again, and sighed silently.

Isabella was not asleep.

She was also immersed in thinking about the plot of the original book.

After all, this matter will indeed be most closely related to me one day in the future.

——No dragon can endure being sealed for tens of thousands of years.

Just asking Isabella to stay somewhere for a day without moving would make her completely irritable.

Not to mention endless endless years.

"Jingle Bell--"

Class officially started.

Lydia on the side immediately straightened her back, opened her notebook with an eager look on her face, and began to record every word of Professor Lancelot's knowledge.

Isabella continued to look out the window boredly.

Drowsiness begins to brew.

There will always be difficulties, it’s better to sleep and wake up and continue to think of solutions.

Isabella convinced herself perfectly.

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows were bright and clean, with a small slit open, allowing the morning breeze not far from the teaching building to blow in along the slit.

The warm light golden sunshine hangs above the clouds little by little as the sun rises.

It's perfect for sleeping.

The sunlight outside the window passes through the gaps in the dense leaves, and the dancing light spots fall on the curtains that float away in the breeze.

Isabella couldn't help but follow the golden spot with her eyes, her mind was empty and she didn't think about anything.

"Bella...Bella!"

Next to her, Lydia lowered her voice and called Isabella several times in succession.

But Miss Julong still held her chin with one hand, staring lazily at an unknown place in the air, her expression obviously wandering.

"Miss Isabella."

Following the elf wearing a strict and cold professor's robe, he walked through the rows of students and walked to Isabella.

Lydia covered her face with one hand, completely giving up on saving her teammates, and silently pulled up her notebook to cover her face.

What could be more pitiable than being caught in a daze in class?

That was Miss Isabella, whose name was read three times by Lancelot himself and who continued to be in a daze without repentance. She was completely ruined and turned into a pure academic scumbag.

After calling Isabella's name for the last time, Lancelot stood on the podium, a pair of bright golden eyes swept across the class, and said with a smile, "In the next five minutes, everyone can discuss tomorrow's experiment with each other. The type of potion you want to choose."

"In five minutes, we will move on to the next piece of content."

"..."

After saying that, the students in the classroom began to chatter and discuss obediently.

Lancelot slowly walked off the stage.

After passing through the rows of students, he stood in front of Isabella's desk. He slightly curled his right index finger and knocked on the wooden table.

"Bang, bang."

Two crisp sounds.

A standard smile hung on the corner of the elf's lips, looking polite, elegant and noble, "Miss Isabella, did you understand what I just said?"

Isabella: "..." What?

She blinked and withdrew her gaze, which had drifted to who knows where. She raised her head blankly and looked at the professor who was just a short distance away, with a look of surprise on her face.

"...!!!"

Depend on!

Isn't this a Potions class today?

Why is Lance taking the class? ! ! ?

Lancelot understood the psychological activities in Isabella's expression at a glance, and his face suddenly turned dark.

Even if Isabella was distracted in class, she didn't even notice that he was the instructor in class!

The elf had an unhappy feeling of being severely neglected.

He pursed his lips and glanced behind him without trace.

A certain direction blocked by the elf's body happened to be the direction where Isabella's eyes had been staring attentively when she was in a daze just now.

And sitting on that seat was a canine boy with flaxen-blond hair.

The flaxen golden curls were shining brightly when illuminated by the sunlight outside the glass window.

but--

Compared with Lancelot's blond hair, it is obviously far worse.

How could he attract Miss Dragon's attention?

Lancelot still maintained an elegant smile and said calmly, "Miss Isabella, please come to my office after class."