The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Then you take me fishing with you, okay?"

Isabella looked up and looked at Lancelot in the mirror.

The girl looked through the clear crystal mirror, and her silver-blue eyes seemed to be filled with ice and snow that had not yet melted, without even a hint of warmth.

When she doesn't smile, the distance and indifference that comes naturally from being a ferocious beast overflows with the aura around her.

Isabella blinked slightly to get rid of the coldness.

Then he casually took Lancelot's hand off his waist.

"not good."

Isabella said, "Louis and I made an agreement."

Lancelot tightened his fingers slightly.

He knew that Isabella was deliberately angry with him, but he had no choice but to agree to any of her ideas.

He did something wrong and needs to make amends.

At least, Isabella is still willing to pay attention to him and talk to him kindly. Compared to when he had seen Isabella treat annoying people before and just use her tail to smack them away coldly, it was much better.

Lancelot said nothing.

Like a soft branch, he once again covered the girl's body from behind.

The elf's lips fell on Isabella's earlobe, and the tip of his tongue rolled gently, sucking the soft touch between his lips and teeth.

The sensitive part was accidentally touched, causing Isabella to tremble slightly subconsciously.

An exclamation escaped from her red lips, and then she quickly raised her hand to cover it, swallowing the sound back.

"What are you doing..."

There is a small piece of soft flesh behind the ear that is not easily found. It is the place where Isabella should not be touched casually. Just a slight brush of lips and teeth will cause the girl in her arms to feel soft all over.

It was accidentally discovered by Lancelot last time.

Elves have always been the smartest and keenest. As long as they take a cursory glance at anything, they can clearly understand every detail.

This talent is also very applicable to Isabella.

After the intimate exploration in the birdcage, Lancelot now knew Isabella's body well, even more clearly about her sensitive points than she did herself.

Isabella's cheeks quickly turned red. She tried to distance herself from the elf and said, "Louis is still outside the door."

But the movements were soft, with basically no strength.

It's even less convincing.

Looking along the door that was not completely closed, Isabella wondered if Lewis could hear the noise in the room.

Such thoughts made her nervous.

But it is undeniable that there is an indescribable excitement that trembles deep in the soul.

it's wired……

No.

This can no longer be the case.

Isabella frowned slightly, twisted her shoulders and hid forward, speaking in a serious tone, "Lance, did you hear what I said? Let me go..."

However, the girl's voice was like petals blown by the breeze. It was not as powerful as she imagined, and was soon covered by the elf again.

He ignored it and continued to move his hands in his own way, lighting fires everywhere with precision and skill.

The girl in her arms quickly became soft.

The girl's watery pupils were reflected in the crystal mirror, her crimson cheeks were more delicate than roses, her blood-red lips were bitten lightly by her teeth, and she tried hard to suppress the tiny sounds that escaped from her throat.

The nightgown that had been half taken off by herself now spread out even more.

The thin shoulder straps slid down to the arms, and the thin fabric was almost crumbling, barely hanging on the body.

Just before the shoulder strap was about to fall completely, a thin white hand pressed down on the fingertips of the elf hooked on the shoulder strap.

"That's enough, really... we can't continue."

Isabella's voice trembled, trying to stay awake, "Louis is still here."

Lancelot saw the girl's eyes gradually waking up from the joy, and knew that she could only go so far today.

He hid the regret in his heart, followed Isabella's strength to let go, and pulled up her clothes again.

"What if Louis isn't here?"

Isabella raised her eyes and glanced at the elf, biting the corners of her lips not wanting to speak.

To be honest, Isabella never denied that she was greedy for this happy feeling. The joy that doing this kind of thing with an elf can bring her is unparalleled by anything else.

But today, Louis is still waiting for her outside.

She promised him.

Isabella adjusted her clothes with weak hands and feet. After discovering the bright red mark left on her neck, she raised her eyes and glared at Lancelot with a heavy, complaining look.

This elf's behavior once again broke through Isabella's understanding of him, and he actually did such a wild and wanton thing.

It just... doesn't look like him at all.

Lancelot looked innocent and confessed his thoughts: "I just want to keep you."

Isabella didn't say anything, she just called Lancelot's name lightly.

Her tone became cold again, as if the person who softened into a ball of petals just now was not her at all.

"You promised me, Lance."

"..."

Knowing that he couldn't go too far, Lancelot could only slowly let go of his hand no matter how reluctant he was.

The elf picked up the riding clothes that had fallen to the ground during the intimacy, and used a cleaning spell with his fingertips to remove the non-existent dust on it, and then handed the shirt to Isabella, "Let me help you get dressed."

Isabella didn't refuse.

She had always been lazy, and since she had already done more intimate things with the elf, she didn't need to worry about wearing clothes at all.

And Lancelot seems to have always been very good at this kind of household things. Whether it is dressing her, doing housework and cleaning the room, or even making her little skirts and other daily necessities, he is proficient in every detail. Anything that can stump this elf.

ah no...

He should now be called the Elf King.

"Raise your head."

Lancelot was buttoning the girl's collar.

Isabella raised her head obediently, "Oh."

His eyes happened to hit the elf's flawless face.

The cold and noble temperament, the narrow eyebrows and the rare pure silver eyes are like a cold and aloof moon, untainted by worldly dust. The blond hair that is as brilliant as a waterfall is so dazzling and luxurious. There are no impurities in the hair and it is perfect. It seems that Lancelot is different from the world, as if he was born to be aloof and not to go with the world.

But such a noble elf king was actually buttoning her buttons with his head lowered.

He looked serious, as if he was doing the most important thing in the world.

The delicate gem buttons suddenly became eclipsed on the elf's fingertips like a god kissing them. Isabella couldn't help but glance at Lancelot a few more times, and without any willpower, she once again fell under the elf's unparalleled beauty.

Wuwuwuqq.

Isabella looked noble and cool on the surface and continued to say nothing, but in her heart she secretly wanted to bite the handkerchief——

Don't blame her for being weak-willed.

However, the elf is so beautiful that even the air he breathes out is full of sweetness.

How could Miss Julong not love this!

Lancelot straightened the last fold of Isabella's collar and took a step back. He didn't try to delay again, knowing that it would only backfire and make Isabella unhappy.

"come back earlier."

Isabella paused as she walked towards the door. Her peripheral vision slightly swept across the mirror and reflected on the elf standing behind her.

For a moment, he felt as if he was lonely.

He is obviously so radiant, holds great power, and has an extremely noble status, but he doesn't seem happy.

Such thoughts.

Isabella's heart skipped a beat.

But in the end she just pursed her lips, opened the door and walked out without saying anything.

Louis was waiting for her in the lobby.

"Long wait." Isabella apologized and smiled.

The blond prince smiled, "Waiting for a lady is what I should do."

He stretched out his arm gracefully, motioning for Isabella to take him.

This is the most common and familiar way of walking among nobles. The movements made by Louis were smooth and natural, making Isabella embarrassed to refuse.

She resisted the instinctive urge to look back at the room behind her, stepped forward and gently took Louis' arm.

The two of them walked towards the lake.

Louis: "I told the maid to prepare the grill. I will grill the fish after I catch it later."

Isabella was surprised: "You can also grill fish?"

The blond young man rarely showed pride, "I have learned this skill from my future brother-in-law before, and I heard that his barbecue skills have always been very popular with you."

"Brother-in-law...?"

Isabella didn't realize who this person was referring to. She paused and then suddenly realized: "Ah, are you talking about Arthur? He and Nancy are getting married?!"

Louis nodded, "I originally wanted Sister Nancy to tell you the good news in person, but recently they have been unable to escape in the North. There are rumors in the Lost Forest that demons are awakening in large numbers under the summons of the Dark Demon. It seems that they want to launch another attack before the dark matter is completely removed."

Isabella has never cared much about the struggle between the dark devil and the light camp. She is a dragon lady from the neutral camp and will not care about these things that have nothing to do with her. Besides, the plot was designed to give experience to the male protagonist Arthur, so she wasn't worried at all.

On the contrary, he is very concerned about the development progress of Arthur and Nancy.

"When are they planning to get married?"

"When I come back from the north this time, there will be a wedding held in Clavia. I heard that the dean of the Light Tower and the dean of the Warrior Tower are rushing to be the witnesses for my sister and brother-in-law. I believe the scene will be very grand."

Isabella was not surprised at all.

This is the card that the male protagonist of the book should have. It is estimated that there will be many hidden old figures attending the wedding to give Arthur more powerful golden fingers.

Ah, how nice——!

Isabella felt very accomplished when she thought of this.

Finally, she was allowed to watch a normal main plot with her own eyes! Look at the other branch lines and see where they have gone astray. Isabella sometimes suspected that she was wearing a fake book.

The two of them just chatted, and the fishhook was thrown into the water for a long time without any movement.

It was also Isabella's first time fishing. She pulled the fishing rod and stirred it in the lake curiously, wondering: "Why are no fish taking the bait? Is my bait not delicious enough?"

Louis instructed her: "Be patient, and delicious fish will bite."

Isabella said "Oh."

But Miss Julong was not a person who could sit still at all. She kept jumping up and down on the shore, grabbing the fishing rod and picking it up, and then throwing it down.

"No!" Isabella puffed out her cheeks, "I don't believe I can't catch a fish!"

Louis looked at Isabella's angry look and thought she was extremely cute. He deliberately hid a little evil intention and did not tell Isabella the correct way to fish, hoping to spend more time with her here.

Isabella's desire to win was completely aroused, "I must catch a fish today!"

She retracted the fishing line, hung a piece of super fat bait again, and then threw it hard into the center of the lake. Next, he sat cross-legged on the shore and stared at the fish mark on the water.

I don’t know whether it was the power of obsession or the good luck of Miss Dragon being favored by the gods. This time, within a few minutes, the fish mark began to shake violently.

"Took the bait!"

Isabella smiled brightly, her big clear and watery eyes shining brightly.

With a strong lift of the hand, a large gold fish half a man's height was pulled out of the water. Under the hazy night, the fish's scales reflected the sparkling color, like flowing gold, luxurious and gorgeous.

The girl was too excited, and the golden fish was heavier than her. She used too much force at once, and Isabella staggered back two steps under the influence of inertia.

Louis happened to reach out to support her.

"Are you okay?" the blond prince asked with concern.

Isabella waved her hand, "Of course it's okay!"

She cheered and said, "I caught a fish, I'm so happy!"

Isabella was so focused on reeling in the fishing line that she didn't notice that she and Louis were extremely close at this moment. From behind, it looked like she was being held in the arms of the tall and strong young man, with only a few strands of fluffy silver hair emerging from her body. Overflowing from the cracks.

There was a sudden violent noise in the woods not far behind him. Like some anxious and angry beast, it kicked over the tree trunk and fell on the fallen leaves, making a loud crackling sound.

Louis followed the sound and looked back, but didn't find anything strange.

Isabella also glanced casually.

Realizing that the girl had been looking a little too long, Louis asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Isabella looked away.

"No, nothing."

There was a hint of smile hidden in his eyes, "Maybe some stupid little rabbit hit the tree stump."

As a human being, Louis does not have as keen an insight as Isabella. He didn't realize what Isabella was implying, so he said again: "Then do you want to go and take a look?"

Isabella touched the big fat fish that was caught and refused casually: "Don't worry about him."

"If he sulks for a while, he will get better on his own."