The reserve food raised is the Elf King

After Isabella took one last look around to make sure nothing was missing, she flapped her big wings and transformed into a giant dragon.

She squatted in front of the mirror and took a closer look at herself. The lines were smooth and graceful, and every scale was sparkling without a single flaw. Miss Dragon nodded with satisfaction and ran towards the window dragging her fat tail.

Lancelot stopped her from behind, "Bella, you...?"

Isabella turned around, "What's wrong?"

Lancelot pursed his lips and watched Isabella turn into the size of a giant dragon with only the height of his knees, and then realized in hindsight——

He seemed to have forgotten something very important.

The magic teleportation array between towns has fixed opening hours and teleportation addresses. If you want to rush back to Clavia within one day, only the speed of the dragon can do it.

And Isabella obviously planned to fly back by herself.

The elf, who had just been dazzled by the good news that Isabella had left Louis, only regained his senses at this time. He thought about it carefully and found that Isabella had never thought or said that she would take him back together.

If Isabella is allowed to go alone...

So isn't this just shooting yourself in the foot?

The elf's face turned slightly ugly, "You... want to keep me here?"

"No," Isabella said with a puzzled expression. She had never thought about why Lancelot would ask this. She tilted her big dragon head and said bluntly, "You can go wherever you want."

She had already thought about it and would not restrict the food reserves as a breeder.

Wherever Lancelot wants to go, Isabella can support him.

Thinking about it this way, she is much more generous than the elf who keeps her in a dark room.

dragon pridejg

After speaking, Isabella glanced at the moonlight outside the window, flapped her wings, and seemed a little impatient to continue the delay.

But the elf in front of her who wasted her time to talk had a delicate and beautiful face and a shining blond shawl. It attracted the dragon's love even more than this glorious golden palace, so Isabella had no choice but to continue to be patient.

After taking a few glances at the elf's expression of embarrassment and hesitation, Isabella suddenly understood.

The beautiful wings shrugged, and the girl helplessly spread her hands and shrugged, "You're not going to sit on me and fly back, are you?"

Riding a dragon?

Lancelot had never thought about it, nor dared to hope.

He knew very well that with Isabella's proud and squeamish little temper, it was absolutely impossible for her to agree.

but……

He was really worried that once Isabella returned to Clavia alone and handed in her graduation project to Dean Green, she would probably return to the dragon territory of Victro. If you want to find her then, it won't be as easy as this time.

It would be better to find an excuse to drag her to El Casa, at least he would not let her out of his sight.

Lancelot was extremely upset.

Seeing that the elf remained silent, Isabella's rare patience was about to run out.

The Lancelot she knew was always eloquent, but now why couldn't he say a word for a long time.

Miss Dragon flapped her wings again and flew into the air, hovering in a circle. A small strong wind blew silently around her.

She is going to go.

"Bella," Lancelot called her quickly, his silver eyes deliberately showing a bit of weakness, trying to arouse Miss Dragon's pity, "Then how should I go back?"

Isabella: "How did you come here, go back on your own."

After finishing speaking, as if she felt that her words seemed a bit too ruthless, Isabella thought for a while and added, "You can always find me anyway, right?"

Lancelot's eyes, which had completely dimmed, suddenly shimmered again after hearing these words.

Swaying, like tiny lights floating on a meandering stream at night.

very beautiful.

He seemed a little unbelievable, "Don't you reject me from coming to you?"

Isabella nodded, "I will not go back on what I promised. Since I agree that you can continue to stay with me, that is my promise."

Thinking carefully about this period of time, the elf performed really well, and the anger Isabella had towards him had basically dissipated.

So the dragon lady folded her wings again, lowered her height in mid-air, and came close to the elf.

I plan to reward the obedient elves.

Isabella wanted to kiss the elf on the forehead, but due to her average flying proficiency and inaccurate grasp of the angle, she accidentally hit the elf's head with her big dragon horn.

There was a crisp sound of "bang".

"..."

It hurts just to listen to it.

Isabella blushed in embarrassment for a moment, but fortunately the dragon-like skin was covered in scales, so there was no visible change in appearance.

"Are you okay, Lance?" Isabella asked guiltily, her round animal eyes showing a bit of innocence.

She is very aware of how hard her dragon horns are.

Just as he was about to lean on the elf's face to see if he was seriously injured, he was caught off guard and fell forward. Lancelot suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged the dragon lady in front of him, and held her tightly in his arms.

"ah!"

The dragon lady hurriedly tilted her neck back, not wanting to let the sharp corners hit Lancelot's flawless face again.

If her appearance was revealed, she would be heartbroken.

But Lancelot didn't seem to care about himself at all. Even though a large piece of skin quickly reddened and swollen on his forehead, and there were some small scratches in the middle, and golden blood overflowed, he didn't wipe it away, but even more Hug Isabella hard.

"You promised me!"

The elf's voice was filled with the panic of fear of loss, and was soon filled with the surprise of regaining what was lost. He kept seeking affirmation and commitment from Isabella, "Bella, if you promise me, you can't go back on it easily!"

Isabella was so frightened by his sudden hug that she panicked.

"Oh, please be careful with my nails, no, be careful with the scales...and be careful with my dragon horns!! They will cut you!"

Considering that in order to fly at high speed this time, Isabella turned into a reduced size of the adult version of the dragon. In addition to the size being different from the normal appearance, there are also sharp nails, scales and extremely lethal dragon horns. On the body.

It's completely different from the previous giant dragon that turned into a harmless version of a cub just to hang out with the elves.

Just by hugging her, the clothes on Lancelot's arms were torn by scales, vaguely revealing the skin as white as snow under the clothes.

If you apply a little more force, it will completely tear through the clothes and poke directly into the skin.

Isabella was helpless and found that the elf was completely in his own state at this moment and did not listen to her at all.

Seeing the elf hugging her tighter and tighter, he almost used all his strength.

"Bang", the fluttering silver-white hair fluttered in the air for an instant, and then slowly fell down.

Isabella returns to her human form.

She put away everything that might hurt Lancelot and was held firmly by him.

Elves are too insecure.

He was so strong at the moment, as if he wanted to embed Isabella into his bones.

Isabella looked at the sky silently, her heart, which had been difficult to harden when facing the elves, softened a lot. After letting the elf hold him for a while, she reached out and patted his back until it was almost too late.

The elf didn't respond and was still hugging her hard.

Isabella "..."

That's almost enough. How long will it take to hold her? orz.

Miss Julong had no choice but to raise her head and move up with her feet.

"Come on!"

Kissed Lancelot on the corner of his lips.

The force was a bit strong, leaving a red mark on his skin.

The corner of Isabella's mouth hurt from the bump. She licked the corner of her mouth and coaxed helplessly, "Okay, Lance, I've hugged you and kissed you. I've agreed to everything I should have promised you. You can let me go." Alright?"

Why does it feel like I'm coaxing a child?

The elf is such a clingy little baby.

╭╯╰╮

Lancelot lowered his head and came closer to her, and pressed the corners of his lips again.

This time, it was just a light peck and a kiss, without going deep.

The elf murmured in a low voice, so softly that it was like a feather brushing against the heart. Just listening to him spoke made people want to agree to all his requests.

"Bella, can you wait for me at the academy?"

"I didn't say wait..." Isabella felt an indescribable itch, and she blushed and avoided looking, "Let me go!"

His tone was no longer strong, as if he was being coquettish.

Lancelot stopped when he was ready.

He reluctantly let go of his hand, his fingertips still hooked on the girl's little finger, and the tenderness and affection in his eyes almost overflowed, "I know I may have made you unhappy, but don't really be angry with me."

Isabella thought he was referring to wasting her time today, so she nodded without thinking much.

Under the elf's hot and sincere eyes, Isabella's cheeks turned red.

The straightforward truth burst out from a reserved elf, making her heart explode with countless sweet candies, making her so dizzy that she couldn't think of anything else.

Lancelot really loved her.

She seemed...a little happy.

Isabella agreed dazedly, "Don't worry Lance, I promise I won't be angry with you!"

At noon the next day, Clavia Academy of Magic.

Stuck in the last hour of the deadline to submit your graduation project.

"Bangdang-"

A corner of the glass in the principal's office in the mage tower was smashed, and a giant dragon rolled in awkwardly. After breaking the window, it instantly returned to its human form.

The glass shattered all over the floor.

Isabella nimbly jumped away from the glass shards on the ground, looked up at the magic clock on the wall, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She drove frantically along the way and almost hit tree trunks several times because she was not familiar with the route. When she arrived at the main city of Clavia, she discovered that her crystal card had not been returned from Lancelot. Isabella was anxious, with smoke coming from her head. She circled the strongest magic circle outside the academy three times and finally found it. A tiny gap, and he squeezed himself in.

"Miss Bella, what are you doing?"

The fat old man with a white beard looked up blankly, with most of his body sunk in the soft rattan chair. He looked like he had woken up from a lunch break, and poked his head out from behind the huge desk.

Isabella dragged her confiscated big tail and slapped her potion on the desk.

"Sir Green, I'll hand in my homework!"

Dean Green looked puzzled. He looked at Miss Dragon, who was sworn in, and then looked down at the parchment that compiled the graduation roster. He put on his glasses with extra-thick lenses and checked the list again before looking at Isabella again.

"Your name is already on the graduation list. You don't need to submit it again."

Isabella was stunned "What did you say?!"

Dean Green will not question Miss Dragon.

He pulled out another parchment roll, waved his fingertips a few times, and successfully found Isabella's name with the help of the screening magic circle.

"You see, the submission date was noon the day before yesterday. It was sent to the college's mage center from the Mainland Station." Dean Green pointed out the detailed records to Isabella thoughtfully, "Including the grades and professor's comments, they are all attached."

Isabella looked at the record in black and white in shock, and said nothing for a long time.

"Wait, you mean the inn express?"

Dean Green nodded kindly, "Yes, the speed of the inn has always been very punctual."

Isabella “………………”

No matter how slow and slow she was, she now understood that the letter in the hand of the maid at that time was definitely fabricated secretly by someone else under the guise of the inn.

The purpose was to trick her back so that she could not complete the wedding ceremony with Louis.

So obviously, this "other person".

Isabella angrily burst out with a sharp dragon roar——

Huge flames spurted out, carrying a violent hurricane and roaring outwards, almost blowing the chubby white-bearded dean into the air.

"Lan! Si! Luo! Te——! I'm really angry!!"