The reserve food raised is the Elf King

It hurts...ah, it hurts, it hurts qwq.

On the three-meter wide bed, Isabella was sleeping soundly, nibbling sparkling, fragrant and sweet pure golden peaches in her dream, with a light blush on her cheeks. The little girl turned over casually and suddenly got stuck halfway——

it hurts!

It felt like my legs and waist were no longer my own, and I almost fainted again after waking up from the pain.

Isabella was wide awake.

He bared his teeth for a while, rubbed his waist and sat up slowly.

"Lancelot is such a bastard!"

She purred softly, rubbed her eyes and looked around.

The messy things in the body have been cleaned up. The pain in the waist and legs is due to the humanoid's poor physical fitness. Other than that, I don't feel much discomfort in other places.

The furniture in the birdcage, the carpet and the tablecloth on the table were also replaced with a new, clean and tidy set.

It was vaguely possible to see how crazy Lancelot and she were at that time.

"..."

Lancelot, the elf, is really fearless.

Ever since he guessed from somewhere that Isabella liked to eat his hair, he immediately became more knowledgeable and flexible——

Whenever Isabella whispered in his ear with a trembling voice, whispering and refusing, saying that she couldn't bear it, Lancelot kept moving while picking up the little girl and pressing her head. On his neck, letting her face be buried in the soft and bright blond hair.

"Ouch..."

The girl's hair was stuffed into her mouth, and she choked back all the words of rejection.

After a moment, the elf panted slightly and stared down at Isabella, whose face was flushed, "Bella, are you okay?"

The little girl's voice was so weak that she was trembling, and she didn't even have the strength to shake her head, "No, I really can't..."

Lancelot looked at her quietly for two seconds, not taking her seriously. After all, a rosy face cannot lie. He carefully plucked his wet blond hair out of the girl's mouth. A few strands stuck to her cheeks and mixed with her long silver hair.

The elf leaned forward to kiss her again and encouraged, "You can do it, my Bella is the best."

"……Well!!!"

"..."

Thinking of this, Isabella blushed for a second and quickly stopped.

She fell back on the bed and covered her flushed face with the quilt.

simply……

unacceptable.

If she could transform back into the dragon's big tail now, she would be able to see Isabella's fat tail hanging down, looking completely drained. Both feet kicked back in shame and anger, and then huddled silently.

Wow, my back really hurts.

She bit the pillow and scolded Lancelot again.

However, the dragon's first estrus period will not end so easily. Isabella touched her skin, which was obviously still hot, and sighed with a frustrated expression.

Is it... going to happen again?

Lancelot was not in the birdcage. He left a letter for Isabella by the bedside.

On the neatly folded white letter paper, a gilt fire-lacquer seal bears the imprint of the Crown of Thorns. Isabella didn't bother to read his letter, and threw it directly on the table not far away without even opening the seal.

There was a gentle sound outside the birdcage.

It's the night elf who came to deliver jelly beans.

This time it's the elf with the bow and arrow on his back. What's his name... Kellais?

The black-skinned elf stood quietly outside the huge pure gold birdcage, his tall and broad figure making him look like a silent mountain.

He raised one hand forward, holding a small bottle of jelly beans, and waited quietly for Isabella to come forward to get it.

But today Isabella was so tired that she didn’t even want to move a finger. She lay on the bed as if she was boneless and lazily said to Kyle Rice: “Can you bring the jelly beans in? I really have no energy left.”

Kyles stood far outside the birdcage, silently staring at the bright and soft girl on the bed without saying a word.

This space is completely enclosed, including the endless white fog that can be seen outside, including the huge golden birdcage in front of you. It's like a new world that was created outside the normal world. Even the flow of time is slightly different, and it's completely isolated from the rest of the world.

Isabella was in this birdcage when she woke up, and she didn't know about it.

But as a very good and outstanding night elf who was personally selected by the Elf King in the group, Kelles knew.

When he was assigned to enter here, he knew very clearly that this was a small different world.

How small is it...

Everything that happens in the golden birdcage, any noise or sound, can be transmitted very clearly into the thick white mist without any obstruction.

The towering body of the night elf stood beside the birdcage. His dark skin was the most natural barrier, making it difficult for Isabella to see the expression on his face.

He didn't realize that he had already turned red in the face and felt hot all over. He even relied entirely on his strong willpower to keep his eyes calm and watch the girl on the bed quietly.

Just a quick glance.

Kyles quickly looked away.

What couldn't be cleared from his mind was the girl's sweet gasping voice. Every rejection and accommodation she made, every soft hum, was transmitted to his ears extremely clearly.

Kyles didn't know what Lancelot and Isabella were doing at that time, but those sounds reached his ears, and an uncontrollable desire and itch arose in his heart for no reason.

What do you desire...?

The simple elf was at a loss.

Logically speaking, Lancelot should know that Kyles is still in the same dimension as them.

But lust had already burned away the calm elf. In his eyes, in his heart, in his whole world, there was only Isabella in front of him, and he could not remember the night elf hiding in the darkness.

After the other night elf completed his rotation, he used the magic key to leave this other world, leaving only Keles, the elf on duty in the dark.

then……

He was like an immovable boulder, listening in silence for seven days.

Listen to the canary singing in the birdcage at the end of the white mist.

Even the most calm, self-possessed and ascetic Elf King couldn't help but feel moved by such a voice.

Kyle Rice is no exception.

"Can't you come in?"

Seeing that Kelles remained silent and made no move, Isabella thought that he could not penetrate the birdcage, and did not intend to embarrass the taciturn elf. He could only stand up with trembling legs, stepping on the plush carpet as if he were stepping on clouds, and walked to Kyles step by step.

After realizing that she was almost powerless, Isabella criticized her gluttony in her mind.

As a mature dragon lady, she was completely confused about the occasion. Obviously she should store all the energy she got from Lancelot, but she was in a state of drowsiness and spent most of her energy in estrus in order to pursue joy and joy.

That is to say-

After "eating" a meal of elves, she was not able to successfully transform into dragon teeth as she had planned before.

I have to eat jelly beans at least five or six more times to save enough energy.

Isabella's walking posture was a little awkward. When she was trying to maintain her balance, she didn't notice that the shawl slipped a little from her shoulders, exposing her thin shoulders.

The night elf's silver eyes quietly fell on it.

The girl's skin was attractively white, and there seemed to be a few red marks on her shoulders that had been kissed by her lips and teeth, going down her snow-white neck.

Kyle's eyes flickered and he quickly took it back, not daring to continue looking.

But those marks that have not faded away remain on the delicate body, like a broken flower branch, which arouses people's pity.

The night elf, who had always been simple and loyal, felt a little dissatisfied with the elf king he admired most for the first time.

How...how could you be so rude?

The young elf, who is not yet a minor, doesn't quite understand how these red marks were created.

But he only knew that if he didn't use very much force, these things would not be left behind.

Kyles looked at Isabella silently.

She must be in pain...

In a place like this, I experienced such inhuman abuse.

Isabella didn't know that the things in Kyle's mind had developed to the point that she was a poor little bird who was captured by the ruthless and cold Elf King Lancelot. It was such a ridiculous story that he was eaten and wiped clean, and then beaten continuously for seven days.

The exhausted Ms. Dragon just wanted to get the jelly beans quickly and go back to bed to continue sleeping.

She did overestimate her own strength, which was why she felt dizzy now.

I didn't have the energy to chat with this black-skinned elf today. Isabella knew that she needed a lot of sleep to replenish and restore the energy in her body.

So, after passing the jelly beans, Isabella waved briefly, turned back to the bed and lay down.

Looking at the girl's trembling back, the night elf moved his fingers and tightly grasped the bow and arrow on his back.

The throat seemed to roll slightly.

"How are you……?"

He seemed to want to open his mouth to speak, but as a taciturn guardian, Kelles did not make any sound and just moved his lower lips in vain.

He was not allowed to have private, spontaneous conversations with the canary in the cage.

Yes.

Canary in a cage.

Nameless and without distinction, they were imprisoned here by their king.

Thinking of this, Kelles became increasingly dissatisfied with the current Elf King, who was so great and powerful that he could rival a god.

As a traditional and conservative elf, he has been taught since childhood that a pure elf must make a sacred contract with his chosen partner under the tree of life before he can do intimate things.

But obviously, there was no contract or ceremony between Lancelot and the lady in the cage, and he arbitrarily imprisoned her in a different world isolated from time and space.

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Seeing that Kyles was still standing there in a daze, Isabella tilted her head in confusion and suddenly said: "Oh, do you want to hear a story? I'm really tired today and don't have the energy to tell you a story. La."

The girl forced a smile and promised: "Come again next time. When you come next time, I will make up two stories for you."

When the white-haired girl smiles, her eyebrows are crooked, and her bright, watery eyes are as clear and clean as the elves can easily fall in love with her. She is like a harmless and soft flower, with all its sharp thorns removed and locked up here.

The night elf silently tightened his grip on the bow and arrow.

Finally, he raised his eyes and glanced at Isabella. The girl was lying on her back on the bed, looking vaguely at the top of the birdcage with slightly out-of-focus eyes.

The place was shrouded in illusory mist and fine golden light, making it seem like a dream but not an illusion, and you couldn't see what the real end was like.

Isabella has already begun to think about where to gnaw a hole in the birdcage after she has accumulated enough energy to fully recover, so that she can leave this place as quickly as possible.

Although there are no magic restrictions on the cage, Isabella will never underestimate Lancelot. He is the most powerful magician in the academy who has been ranked first for so many years.

If he catches her in the middle of the run, it will probably be very difficult to find a chance to leave next time.

Kyle Rice had no idea that Isabella was enthusiastically planning to escape.

Elves are born with compassion and empathy, as if they saw an infinite desire for freedom in the girl's eyes.

So I felt more and more sad for her.

poor lady.

She may never know that this place was created by the great Elf King and is the first time-space magic circle on the entire continent that is independent of time.

Such a shocking work of genius was used to imprison a weak girl who had no threat or fighting ability.

How could this be something that an elf could do?

Kyle Rice was completely determined.

——He wants to help Miss Isabella get out of here.