The reserve food raised is the Elf King

After leaving the territory of the Kingdom of Sissel, we continued walking westward for a day and a night before we arrived at the Elcasa that Louis said.

This place is close to the desert, and the sky is full of yellow sand under the strong wind. The rough wind sand abrades the skin and hurts.

The delicate dragon lady wrapped herself in a thick big hood, revealing only a pair of big foggy blue watery eyes.

In a desert so dry that the air seemed to have turned into frosted texture, her eyes were clear and bright, as if they were the only oasis under the sky, full of infinite vitality.

She lifted a corner of her hood, looked at the endless desert in front of her, and said doubtfully: "Is this really here? It doesn't look like anyone lives at all."

Louis also boasted to her that his kingdom was as rich as any other, but now...?

"You will be punished for deceiving a giant dragon." Isabella said in a pretentious tone.

Louis knew that Isabella was just joking and introduced: "Our tribe has lived in a secret realm for thousands of years. Unless the tribe members activate the formation in person, no one from the outside world can find us."

As he spoke, Louis took out a palm-sized astrolabe with a dark and complex magic array engraved on it.

This kind of magic circle is a scroll-type magic circle that can be used by non-mages. The user only needs to drip his own blood to confirm his identity, and then he can open the lock on the astrolabe.

Louis cut his fingertip with a pure gold dagger, and blood dripped in the center of the astrolabe.

In an instant, the surrounding wind and sand suddenly stopped and stagnated, and a huge suspended stone door appeared in the open space in front of them. The door slowly opened to both sides, revealing a nearly ten-meter-wide staircase extending downward.

Isabella said "Wow" curiously, "Is it the underground palace?"

She had only heard the professor mention it during class. This kind of underground world that was upside down with the outside world was a kind of rare secret realm that was as rare as the time and space secret realm.

Suddenly, a slender and graceful hand stretched out in front of him.

Isabella was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"

There was a drop of bright red blood hanging on the fingertips, which was full and beautiful in color and looked very attractive.

Louis: "Fresh, what a waste to waste."

"...let me eat?"

Isabella was shamefully moved. Although Miss Dragon had no preference for blood, with the halo of her blond hair and golden eyes, this hand and the small drop of blood on her fingertips looked very delicious. .

But Isabella still refused in principle.

She coughed lightly and looked away, "I won't eat."

Lewis didn't force himself. He took out the folded handkerchief at the collar and wiped away the blood, gently pressed the wound to ensure that the blood would no longer seep out, and then continued: "If you want to eat, you can come to me at any time."

After knowing the identity of Isabella Dragon, Louis quickly wanted to understand what kind of existence he, with blond hair and golden eyes, was to Miss Dragon.

Unlike Lancelot, he was ignorant of some of the dragon's preferences and habits.

His ancestors had been favored by the dragon, and the mysterious underground palace they had lived in for generations was created by Mr. Dragon for them. The magic potion formula recording the elixir of life also came from the cold and taciturn Mr. Dragon.

It's just that the giant dragon forgot that no one outside the clan could successfully make the magic potion formula that was customary in the clan. After all, besides the dragon himself, who else can easily obtain the dragon's scales?

But Lewis’s family has been grateful for Mr. Dragon’s gift from generation to generation.

Louis is no exception.

"It is an honor for me to be eaten by Miss Dragon."

Isabella: "...That doesn't have to be the case."

This was the first time he was so conscious about food. Did Louis take the wrong medicine?

Isabella raised her head and looked at the tall young man beside her.

The young man's cold and steady face and serious eyes did not seem to be joking with her. Isabella glanced at him suspiciously, then looked away.

She never thinks deeply about things she cannot understand.

The little girl jumped and walked straight down the long corridor stairs. After passing through a curtain formed by wind and mist at the end, she officially arrived at El Casa.

Looking at the town in front of her, Isabella was shocked: "It's all made of gold?!"

The walls of the streets are inlaid with countless jewels and diamonds. The walls are built with thick gold bricks, and even the roofs are plated with a thick layer of gold.

Isabella couldn't help but swallow.

Miss Dragon could reluctantly refuse Louis, but she really couldn't refuse the golden big gold.

A smile flashed in Louis' eyes. He stood half a step away from Isabella and said, "You can eat my palace. The residents outside who belong to Elcasa will have to pay compensation if they take a bite."

Isabella came back to her senses and protested silently: "I'm not so hungry!"

It's embarrassing to think about the behavior of holding the house and chewing it directly!

Isabella completely forgot how she imagined swallowing the giant golden birdcage made by Lancelot when she was imprisoned in Pudacino.

-

Time in El Casa flows at the same speed as the outside world. When night falls, a bright moon hangs in the sky, and the stars are bright and shining with golden light.

This is the bad taste of Mr. Dragon. He wants to turn every inch of Elcasa into gold.

Louis comes to see Isabella for dinner.

The long table in the restaurant was piled with gold coins and a variety of meats, all in line with Isabella's taste. After so many years, Louis still remembered Isabella's preferences and tastes clearly. He pulled out the chair for Miss Dragon and sat down to eat.

After finishing the meal, Louis said: "I have arranged for the most powerful pharmacist in El Casa. When you wake up tomorrow, you can see him at the palace."

As he spoke, he handed the parchment roll on the tray beside him to Isabella.

"Here are all the potion recipes. You can choose the one you are interested in as your graduation topic."

Isabella looked at the thick pile of parchment rolls and almost dropped her jaw, "Lulu, you are a little too generous..."

Louis said: "Miss Bella, you saved my sister and I when we were most in danger. If it weren't for you, my sister and I would have become the playthings of the nobles."

Apart from Louis' admiration for the dragon clan that he had been taught since childhood, as well as some unknown little thoughts hidden in his heart, from the most objective reason, he also wanted to repay Isabella.

Having said this, the blond young man's heart moved slightly.

He clenched his fists and tried to muster up the courage, "Even if you want me to..."

Halfway through, he changed his words temporarily, "Well, if you want the right to rule this city, I'm willing to give it to you with both hands."

Isabella refused decisively.

Even if there is countless gold in this city as a temptation, Miss Dragon will not be moved. She was most afraid of trouble, and she didn't want to get involved in anything that would cause her trouble.

Lewis felt a little regretful.

From the perspective of protecting the people, if you can get a giant dragon to become the protector of the city, even if he is no longer the ruler of Elcasa, it is a very worthwhile thing.

However, no one can force a dragon.

Louis changed the topic, "Next week is the Moon Prayer Festival, which is equivalent to our New Year in Elcasa. This day is the only day when our tribe will open the entrance to the outside world and invite some friends to celebrate."

The blond young man stood up gracefully, walked to Isabella and bent down, stretching his right arm in an inviting gesture, "Miss Bella, can I invite you to be my partner at the opening of the ball?"

Isabella thought of Louis' help to her and did not refuse.

It was just a dance at the dinner. She missed the grand anniversary dinner of the college. It seemed like it would be fun to experience dancing this time.

-

The progress of potion refining was much faster than Isabella imagined.

Isabella chose a relatively simple formula to refine a defensive damage-free potion that could ignore ten times the strongest attack damage at the level of a holy magician. With a very skilled pharmacist on hand to help, Isabella only needed to pull out ten scraps of scales as the core material, and she didn't need to worry about anything else.

So, before the Moon Prayer Festival party, Isabella successfully completed the potion making.

She made a total of ten bottles of defensive potion, one of which she planned to send back to Dean Green as the result of her graduation project, and the remaining nine bottles were left for Louis.

Miss Julong has always been very generous to those who help her.

Before the dinner started, Isabella sent someone to call Louis to her room. She planned to attend the dinner tonight and set off back to Clavia tomorrow to hand in her homework.

Then - you can go home!

When Louis came, several maids were surrounding Miss Dragon, dressing her up.

As a dragon with fire attributes, Isabella chose a fiery red palace dress for herself.

The girl's plump curves are perfectly wrapped under the silk skirt. The pure white straps pinch out the slender waist, and the skirt is used to support the layers of complicated lace, like a slowly blooming fiery rose.

Isabella felt very happy when she thought that thanks to Louis, she could successfully graduate without any danger this time.

The girl hummed happily while letting the maid smear it on her face with rare patience.

She wore exquisite makeup, her snow-white skin was clear and clean, her lips were more delicate and rich than roses, and her round pupils with slightly upward tails were as beautiful as the myths sung by bards.

The long silver-white curly hair is carefully taken care of and rolled up lazily at the back of the head. The maid was holding a gold crown studded with diamonds and red gems, and carefully put it on Isabella's head.

Everything is tidied up.

The girl in front of the mirror turned around happily, with her smooth and smooth back lines and two slender butterfly bones like butterfly wings about to fly.

No - she is not a butterfly, but the most powerful dragon race on the continent. She was born to soar high in the sky.

Louis was almost obsessed with it.

Isabella is very satisfied with her dress today. What little girl doesn’t love beauty?

She pointed to the nine crystal bottles on the table next to her with a smile, "Lulu, these are all for you."

Lewis withdrew his gaze with restraint, followed Isabella's fingers, and was slightly startled.

Like a gust of cold wind blowing away the extravagant hopes in his heart, Louis pursed his lips, "Bella, we don't need to calculate so clearly."

He really just hoped that Isabella would be happy and be able to solve Miss Dragon's difficulties, which would also make Louis feel happy.

Isabella blinked, "You should know, our race has always been like this."

Gratitude must be repaid.

If you have a grudge... you must avenge it.

Louis had no choice but to accept it.

The two walked hand in hand to the splendid banquet hall.

As the prince and future leader of the tribe, Louis had to go to the center of the hall to greet the important guests before the show started.

Isabella was not interested in these boring things, she just agreed to Louis' first dance, so she walked to the corner when entering the banquet hall.

The air was always filled with the aroma of gold. Isabella moved her nose and felt a little hungry. He took a small plate and started happily looking for food in the eating area.

Suddenly, there was a familiar smell of fir trees in the air.

Isabella paused slightly.

She raised her eyes and looked towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

The tall blond elf was walking in.

The face is as delicate as carved by the gods, the silver eyes are cold and steady, and the luxurious robe is embroidered with gold threads with low-key and restrained dark patterns. His aura was pure and cold, which made him even more conspicuous in the splendid banquet hall.

The entire banquet hall fell silent at the same time.

Everyone recognized the identity of the Elf King and nodded and said hello from far and near.

Isabella subconsciously hid in the dark. After hiding, she remembered what she had just done. She instantly felt that the proud face of the dragon clan had been completely thrown away by her.

What a momentum she has!

Isabella suddenly became sulky. She left the banquet hall with a pointed plate of food and pouted, and came to the lounge on the second floor.

After Louis finished greeting the guests, Isabella was nowhere to be found. He searched around and finally saw a girl in a red dress in the open air on the second floor.

She was lying lazily on the balcony railing, looking up at the sky in boredom, as if counting the stars.

Louis walked over and said, "Sorry, Miss Bella, I made you feel bored."

Isabella turned around and looked back, looking Louis up and down with her big eyes, "Are you going to dance?"

"Yes," Louis nodded, and he said thoughtfully, "If you don't want to go, we don't have to go."

Isabella didn't care.

She took the initiative to reach out and let Lewis step forward and hold her.

Passing through the corridor on the second floor, at the intersection of bright and dark colors on the spiral staircase, Isabella suddenly looked at the young man beside her.

Lewis stopped following the girl's footsteps.

He was always patient with Isabella.

Isabella seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, she tilted her head and said softly: "Louis, I want to get married."

Lewis was startled, as if he didn't hear what Isabella was saying clearly, and there was a blank look on the young man's steady expression.

"what?"

Isabella repeated it again, with a somewhat indifferent expression on her face, and a hint of anger that she didn't even notice.

"I suddenly want to get married. Do you want to try it with me?"

Lewis stared deeply at Isabella, making the girl's expression become a little uncomfortable. Isabella was about to shake him off, but before she could say "If you don't want to, forget it", Louis held her wrist tightly again.

The young man with blond hair and golden eyes slowly showed his face, raised his hand and boldly took the girl into his arms.

"Miss Bella, it's always men who say the words to propose marriage."

"Then you agree?"

"It's what I asked for." Louis said in a solemn voice.

He hugged Isabella tightly, his tall figure enveloping her in his arms, as if he was holding a dream that he did not dare to hope for.

Isabella felt uncomfortable for a moment. After learning that Louis was not a fragrant and soft little princess, she didn't know why, but subconsciously didn't want to have too much physical contact with him.

But as if she thought of something, Isabella suppressed the stiffness on her face and leaned softly on Louis' shoulder.

The blond young man's eyes followed the top of the girl's hair and slowly looked out.

Under the spiral staircase.

The elf king with blond hair and silver eyes was raising his head, and the inhuman indifference around him separated him from the bustling banquet.

The two men looked at each other.

The elf's narrow eyes were filled with frost and coldness. He pressed the corners of his lips tightly, and the wind rolled in his eyes. He obviously heard the conversation between Isabella and Lewis just now.

Louis was condescending and hugged the girl in his arms more and more intimately.

It seems to be asserting sovereignty.

For a moment, Lancelot's expression was so severe that he was paranoid.

It almost turned into a sharp sword and tore Louis into pieces.