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Four eyes facing each other.

A silence.

"……Ugh."

Isabella was the first to break the silence, she sighed.

sigh?

What is the reaction.

Lancelot did not expect Isabella's reaction to be completely different from what he expected.

After he said those words that were full of possessiveness and even a little sick, Isabella in front of her was no longer angry.

The little girl raised her head and silently opened her big watery eyes.

The foggy blue pupils were filled with clear water mist, reflecting the vague and dim golden light in the elf's shadow, as if penetrating his chaotic and impure soul, and seeing the unbearable ravines of desire piled up in the deepest part of his soul.

Lancelot felt empty and subconsciously avoided her sight.

Isabella was really speechless.

She quietly bulged her mouth in her heart, thinking very casually——

As long as he didn't accept the move, he wouldn't believe that Lancelot, an elf who was born to be suppressed by the moral sense of the elves, would really dare to do anything outrageous.

So after analyzing it, Isabella, who was full of confidence, decisively and simply ignored all of Lancelot's speeches!

Just pack it up and forget about it.

Isabella didn't have the energy to argue with the grumpy elf now, so she helplessly spread her hands and said, "Lance, I'm really hungry."

Tired and hungry.

The frail humanoid girl's body makes the delicate dragon girl feel very tired.

He was so hungry that he didn't even bother to reach out.

She lifted the glass bottle directly from the elf and put it against her cheek. She lowered her head slightly and planned to take away the two jelly beans in the bottle.

Feeling the dragon's breath approaching suddenly, Lancelot subconsciously retracted his hand.

He made an unexpected move and failed to control his strength, and the glass bottle at his fingertips almost flew out.

Isabella: "?"

What is this elf doing?

She opened her mouth blankly, a little confused about the situation.

In this situation, who is the savage beast that should be feared?

If the vines on her legs that restricted her movement were not wrapped around her ankles, Isabella would have had the illusion that she was keeping the elf in her own cage, rather than being locked in a cage.

Lancelot also discovered his gaffe.

I felt very upset.

He quickly calmed down and kept his facial expression unchanged, trying to return the initiative of the situation to his own hands.

But Isabella spoke doubtfully, her expression looking completely confused and incredulous: "Lance, you don't think I'm going to bite you, do you?"

Hide so quickly?

Lancelot pursed his lips and did not explain.

On the contrary, Isabella took the initiative and said: "I have now completely transformed into a human form, which means that even my hair has transformed into a human form, including my teeth. So even if I really want to bite you, you can't." Don’t worry about your bones being broken by me.”

The little girl said this with a very obedient expression, like a giant ferocious beast taking the initiative to open its soft belly and exposing all its weaknesses to Lancelot without any defense.

—Except for the next whispered complaint.

"It's necessary to be so scared, really."

Isabella tried very hard to appear friendly and obedient to calm Lancelot down. But Miss Julong, who has always been willful, is really not good at hiding her emotions and can't hold back her inner thoughts, so her expression inevitably shows a bit of complaint.

She didn't like feeling like she was at a disadvantage.

The dragon only accepts looking down on others, but does not allow being looked down upon.

But Isabella still tried hard to suppress the dissatisfaction in her mood and maintain a calm appearance. She put herself in the perspective of indulging her wild child, and then looked at the nonsense that Lancelot had just boldly said about "wanting to trap her"——

Well, my mentality is much better.

It doesn't matter, she won't listen to the elf's angry words =w=.

Isabella planned to coax the elf. Anyway, he always did her own thing. If he softened his heart, he would stop getting angry. If he didn't get angry, he would definitely let her out.

Moreover……

Isabella was really confused. What was the point of Lancelot locking her in this birdcage?

He's a vegetarian elf, so he can't cook her and eat her?

Giant dragon scratching its headjpg

——Isabella never considered that there would be another way for a man to "eat" a woman he couldn't love while imprisoning her.

But Isabella was not stupid enough to ask such a question.

She planned to observe for a few days to see what Lancelot wanted to do.

Lancelot secretly took a deep breath and looked back at the two jelly beans in his hand, "You want to eat them?"

Isabella: "What if?"

He had forced her to eat just now, but now she was willing to accept it, and he looked like he couldn't believe it.

baffling.

"I'm hungry, of course I need to eat."

Lancelot did not refuse this time.

He was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

He put the bottle into Isabella's hand, paying careful attention not to let any contact between his skin and the girl's.

-

After accepting the inheritance of the Tree of Life and becoming the Elf Queen of the Central Forest, Lancelot's bloodline reintegrated too many things.

Born from his father's arbitrary and paranoid nature, and from his mother's stubbornness and indifference, these are not the character emotions that an elf can fully bear. They are all squeezed into Lancelot alone.

In the past two thousand years, elves relied on their strong self-control to suppress all dark emotions in their hearts and locked them up tightly.

However, he was still a little too confident.

During the time he went to the Lost Forest, Lancelot was far more affected than he imagined. It even subtly distorted the elf's thinking, causing him to develop a terrible possessive desire for Isabella without even realizing it.

He wanted to lock her up.

——How could a gentle and kind elf have such an emotion?

Including those who have skin-to-skin contact with their lover before marriage, and constantly allow themselves to indulge in emotions and desires. These actions are not things that a reserved elf would do.

But Lancelot did not realize this mistake at the time.

Too many external factors interfered with his judgment.

The girl's active intimacy, the endless sweet words, and the increasingly close and dependent relationship, each interfered with the elf's judgment.

Isabella happened to accidentally use her strange soup to cure the magic elements in the elf's body that had gone out of control after returning from the Lost Forest, and even almost wiped out all the dark matter.

This made Lancelot even more convinced that he was really fine.

It also convinced him that he and Isabella were in love.

result.

All are fake.

It was he who was blinded by his ignorance, deceiving himself and others and living in a dream woven by lies.

When he woke up from the dream, he was alone.

The dark matter that has not been completely cleaned is cunningly hidden in the body of the elf, waiting for opportunities. At this time, he took advantage of the crazy recovery to expand, seizing the perfect opportunity of Lancelot's lost soul, and tried to lure him to fall again.

If it hadn't been for the will of the Tree of Life that forced Lancelot to recall Pudacino at that time, it's hard to say whether Lancelot would have been completely bewitched and directly captured Isabella.

Capturing a giant dragon may sound like a fantasy on the mainland.

However, as a being who was fully trusted by Isabella, Lancelot was very easy to lure her away at that time.

But he still did nothing.

Impulse is only temporary. If he wants to be foolproof and leave no escape route or regret, Lancelot needs a more careful plan.

It was in this dark mood that the elf returned to Pudacino.

As soon as he entered the central forest, the Tree of Life discovered something was wrong with him.

The darkness almost swallowed up the elves, and there was no trace of light.

The Tree of Life spent one third of the body's energy to completely remove the dark matter flooding Lancelot's body.

If it were just another ordinary elf, the Tree of Life would not save him at his own expense.

But Lancelot was different.

He is the Elf King chosen by the will of the world, destined to unify the entire Pudasino and bring new prosperity to the Elf race.

But the Tree of Life did not expect that after removing all the dark matter, Lancelot's mood was still unstable, and he even openly built a huge golden birdcage in the palace of the Central Forest Palace.

Only then did the Tree of Life realize that it was not the darkness that controlled the elf, making him infected with paranoid darkness, but... he was originally such a character.

"What are you doing?!"

The Elf King should have no selfish desires, be calm and self-possessed, just and kind.

But the Lancelot in front of him looked nothing like an elf except for the disguised gentle look on his face.

The towering old tree was extremely angry.

The huge tree crown that blocked out the sky rustled, and the overwhelming purifying power pressed on the elf, as if it wanted to cleanse his soul through violence.

But with only two-thirds of its energy left and one-third of its energy absorbed by the elves, the Tree of Life no longer had an overwhelming advantage.

Lancelot gritted his teeth against the power of the tree of life.

His eyes were stern and his smile was extraordinarily carefree: "I am always like this. Didn't you predict it from my parents?"

parents.

The Tree of Life seemed to pause for a moment, "Have you not been to the forest elf tribe since you came back?"

Lancelot certainly didn't.

After he was eligible to leave the tribe at the age of one thousand, he never set foot in the place where he once lived.

He has never seen Ribister - the most just and selfless Elf King who rules the big green space where forest elves live - his father.

"Your parents returned to the tree of life before I met them."

"What, what?"

Lancelot was stunned by this shocking news.

The Tree of Life is one of the three wills of the world and the origin of countless elven lives. In addition to believing in the God of Light, the elves also trust in the ever-bright tree of life on their land.

All elves are born from the tree of life and draw a steady stream of pure power from the great tree of life. As long as the Tree of Life exists, elves will have a long and endless lifespan.

But elves are different from dragons. If they are fatally injured and do not receive timely treatment from the tree of life, they will still die.

Death is the return of the soul to the tree of life.

The Tree of Life did not answer Lancelot, but seized the moment when he was stunned by shock and quickly suppressed him.

Once again, he dragged Lancelot back to the heart of the tree without mercy.

The polluted spirits must be properly purified.

And this purification lasts for ten years.

When he came out again, Lancelot had completely transformed into his father.

The pair of pure gold eyes that belonged to his mother disappeared completely as Lancelot officially came of age.

The blond elf had a cold and gentle face, a kind smile on his lips, and stood quietly in front of the tree of life.

Pure golden light crowned him, and he wore the crown of thorns belonging to the central forest royal court.

Lancelot holds a scepter in his hand and a crown on his head, solemnly swearing to protect Pudacino forever.

The Tree of Life, which had spent most of its strength, could barely hold on to its energy, and finally looked at the pure and bright Elf King with satisfaction, and then safely entered into a long period of sleeping and cultivation.

When the breath of the tree of life completely disappeared from the body, the tall and straight figure slowly turned around under the golden tree, the expression on his face gradually became colder, and his pure silver eyes revealed a hint of madness.

The breeze blew by, and in the blink of an eye again, the madness disappeared again.

Now, he lives in symbiosis with the tree of life.

If the mood swings are too great and the sleeping tree of life has not been completed, it is likely that something strange will be discovered in him.

Therefore, we cannot lose control.

-

Lancelot wasn't sure if the beast in his heart would be unleashed uncontrollably if he met Isabella.

He longed for her so much.

There was a time when I longed for it until my bones ached.

Lancelot couldn't guarantee that he was sane enough.

So after the coronation, the elf did not immediately go to capture Isabella.

Unexpectedly...a certain stupid dragon giant threw himself into the trap.

Lancelot was not willing to let go of this opportunity.

Lock it up first.

She couldn't run away anyway.

As long as the restrictions placed on him by the Tree of Life are completely resolved, the elf will no longer be restricted in whatever he wants to do.

But not yet.

Seeing the girl pouring the jelly beans into her mouth without thinking, chewing and swallowing, there was no resistance on her face. She even looked satisfied after eating. She bent her crescent-like eyes and gently licked the corners of her lips.

Lancelot's eyes fell silently.

Isabella seemed completely unaware of the elf's coldness and alienation in his movements.

After all, his previous actions were extremely bold.

Not alienated or far away at all.

She looked up eagerly, "Lance, I want to eat some meat, okay~"

Two jelly beans couldn't fill Miss Dragon's belly at all.

Lancelot said nothing.

He turned around and walked to the wardrobe on the other side of the birdcage, took out a new long dress and put it on the chair next to the bed.

"Put this one on."

The elf ordered coolly.

His eyes no longer looked at Isabella.

The original nightgown was torn by the edges of the crystal scepter, and the collar hung slightly messily on the girl's body.

Isabella herself didn't think it mattered, but Lancelot felt uncomfortable.

The elf raised his hand to untie the vines around the girl's ankles, allowing her to move around the birdcage and change out of her skirt.

"Don't give me food, really..." The girl complained delicately behind her, with a hint of familiar intimacy. ,

It's like the most common act of coquettishness.

The elf Quan pretended not to hear and turned his back, looking at the thick white mist outside the birdcage without saying a word.

A trace of confusion flashed in his silver eyes.

It turned out to be...different from what he expected.

Isabella's attitude.

He thought she would resist and be disgusted. He was ready to bear all the negative emotions and listen to the girl scolding and cursing him with the most hurtful words.

But I didn't expect that Isabella would accept the current situation so calmly, and even the way of getting along seemed to be back to what it was like when she was in the academy.

Lancelot's hand tightened on the scepter.

He suddenly couldn't understand what Isabella wanted to do.

Doesn't it matter if you're locked up?

Or... trust him enough to know that he wouldn't really hurt her.

Before the slight struggle emerged, the elf quickly suppressed it. The anger in his heart suddenly broke out again, swallowing up this weak and hesitant emotion again.

Trust is the most false existence.

Only hold it firmly in your hands, even if it is bound by chains.

is the most real.

Dark silver liquid flowed under his eyes, settling and condensing again.

Lancelot returned to his emotionless look.

Isabella is acting so relaxed now, but she still doesn't know that the source of everything she has now is him. If she knew...

Lancelot turned around again, which was enough time for Isabella to change into a new dress.

He secretly squeezed the scepter and decided to tear the relationship between their fingertips even further.

A broken mirror may never stick to its original shape.

But it doesn't matter.

If the relationship between the two is kept in a false peaceful state, he will always be the one who is bullied and abandoned again.

The power is now in his hands.

Lancelot thought grimly that he wanted Isabella to recognize the truth.

He wasn't kidding her.

But when the elf turned around, he looked up and found that Isabella had not put on a new dress.

? ? !

She was still wearing the tattered nightgown, sitting on the edge of the high bed, her two slender calves hanging down, dangling leisurely in the air.

Noticed the elf's gaze.

Isabella raised her head, "Are you done thinking?"

"what?"

The girl looked at him quietly, scrutinizing him without any trace, and then raised her eyebrows.

The features on her face slowly bloomed, and Isabella bent her beautiful eyes: "Would you like a hug?"

As he spoke, he stretched his hands generously.

As the girl raised her arms, the already precarious pieces of torn fabric in front of her made certain scenery even more looming.

The bright white and full arc is like a handful of bright moonlight.

Tempting to touch.

The elf only glanced briefly and quickly lowered his eyes.

It instantly turned into a thin golden light and disappeared into the birdcage.

"Hey, Lance -" Isabella yelled at the top of her lungs, "I'm not full yet, don't run away!"

But no one responded.

"Lance! Lance, come back!"

She shouted twice more, but the sound carried far away in the empty space and there was no response.

It seems like this place is really big.

Isabella thought to herself, knowing that no one would respond, so she stopped wasting energy.

She continued to lean on the head of the bed and swayed her little feet, with a trace of fine white teeth faintly leaking from the corners of her raised lips. The blunt arc has no sharpness at all, and it seems that even chewing an apple requires effort.

But Isabella didn't panic.

Looking at the place where the elf disappeared, he hummed in amusement, "Fight me."

In the past few years, Miss Dragon had been following Lydia, and in order to pass the time when she was bored, she was forced to read a lot of books with strange plots.

Even if she only stayed at theoretical knowledge, she was not fooling around in vain.

Dealing with an innocent elf like Lancelot is no small feat!

Isabella happily jumped down from the bed. With Lancelot no longer in front of her, she no longer pretended to be weak and unable to get up due to hunger. Those two jelly beans are still very useful. At least my legs are not sore now. I feel like running around the birdcage ten times at a time is no problem.

Of course, compared with the dragon's physical fitness, it is still far behind.

But Isabella didn't mind.

She looked down at the tattered skirt on her body, curled her lips and said nothing, trying hard to ignore the scenes that made people blush and heartbeat.

Do the right thing, do the right thing!

Isabella looked at the surrounding environment carefully, not missing any detail.

She walked around the birdcage clockwise and discovered that the cage had more than one layer. Along the edge of the outermost staircase, you can see a section of stairs surrounding the upwards. The end of the stairs is hidden in a circle of thin light, which should be something like a magic restriction.

Isabella hesitated for a moment, suppressing her curiosity for the time being and not going up.

Continuing to observe on the first floor, touching left and right, turning over the bottles and cans on the table, opening the wardrobe and rummaging around, always with an innocent, curious and bored expression on his face.

Seems like he's really just hanging out out of boredom.

Finally, having seen everything, Isabella came to the edge of the birdcage.

She walked for more than half an hour, and her delicate body soon became tired. So he sat down and leaned on the edge of the railing, leaning his back on the railing of the birdcage, and raised his head and looked at the sky.

After a while, the girl's eyes began to become hazy.

Soon the breathing calmed down.

Appears to be asleep.

"..."

However, a hand hidden behind his back was quietly placed on the lower back, and he secretly groped the roots of the birdcage railings with his fingertips, slowly following the lines of pure gold downwards. Searching for the existence of magic without leaving any trace, to see if there is anywhere that can break the magic restrictions on the birdcage.

But Isabella touched nothing.

Any magic circle will leave traces, especially this kind of forbidden magic, which will inevitably feel like a barrier.

But nothing.

Could it be...that it's really just a luxurious-looking pure gold birdcage?

This is not in line with Lancelot's rigorous character.

Isabella was confused, her eyes kept closed, and she kept thinking.

Then could she find an opportunity to bite open the cage and escape?

If it were just an ordinary golden cage, to the dragon, it would be like a soft banana, which would break in half with just one bite.

The more she thought about it, the more Isabella thought it was possible.

When the elf left just now, Isabella paid special attention to the surrounding air. Except for the magic mark where Lancelot was standing, there was no sign of the barrier being broken elsewhere.

So……

Isabella suddenly became excited.

She tried hard to adjust her breathing so that she still looked like she was asleep, but her heart began to jump for joy.

As long as she recovers a little energy, just a little bit - Isabella remembered that when she was a cub, there was a period of time when she was unable to freely change forms due to a severe lack of energy - so now as long as she recovers a little, she can transform her body A certain part of the body can be transformed back into a giant dragon, it doesn't need to be transformed into the whole body, just one tooth is enough.

A sharp dragon tooth is enough to bite a big hole in this cage.

Then, she can escape from this damn place smoothly!