The reserve food raised is the Elf King

In the afternoon, Lancelot took the cub to find Arthur as promised.

From a distance, I saw the ancient tree that Arthur specifically mentioned last time. The dark brown branches are tall and lush, extending from the middle to the surroundings, layer by layer, covered with large, full, green leaves.

The leaves near the heart of the tree have intricate veins, and a single leaf can wrap the young dragon into it, turning it into a round and plump silver glutinous rice dumpling.

The whole tree is nearly five stories tall and happens to grow on the side close to Arthur's yard. The afternoon sun's rays shine from the west, and most of the sunlight is blocked by the airtight tree canopy, leaving half of Arthur's house in the sun and the other half in the shade.

"Bella, Senior Lance, you are here!"

Arthur's voice was heard from a long way away. The young man's voice was clear and crisp, and he was even more enthusiastic towards his friends.

However, Isabella didn't see him.

"I am here."

A flaxen bird's nest head poked out from the canopy, its bright orange cat's eyes particularly conspicuous.

"...Why did you climb someone else's tree?" Isabella was speechless.

Arthur scratched his fluffy hair, laughed, casually jumped from the tree branch at a height of three stories, and landed steadily back to his yard. He went to the door and opened the door for them: "I'm looking for Lidya."

He explained, "Almost all the first-year students who went out to do college tasks this time have returned. I asked their prefects and they said that Lidya had already submitted the task this morning. Logically speaking, she should be home by noon."

"I sent her several flying letters, but she still hasn't received a reply."

"Is there something that delayed you on the way?" Isabella asked.

"It shouldn't be. Except sometimes when she's too deep in sleep, Lydia never fails to reply to my messages." Arthur sighed, his eyes looking a little worried, "I just went to Senior Bold's tree. After searching around, she didn’t sleep on it either.”

Lancelot comforted: "Normally nothing will happen if you return to the college. If there is no reply, we can go to the Student Affairs Center to list the task, find professionals to check the sending destination of Fetion, and see Lydia Where."

The Student Affairs Center receives all the chores outside of students' studies, lists them as "daily tasks" within the college, and assigns them to other students who are capable of taking over the tasks within a short time.

If the water pipe in the dormitory is broken, you can contact them, you can also contact them for lost and found items, and some students even want to find someone to help send love letters, they can also contact the Student Affairs Center.

Including the last time Arthur's crystal card was accidentally bitten by Isabella, if Lancelot hadn't helped repair it at that time, and listed it in the affairs center after returning to the academy, someone would have been willing to take over the task.

——It just costs an extra expensive point expenditure.

"That's true……"

The elf's ethereal voice had a calming effect on his mind, and the anxiety on Arthur's face faded a bit, "Indeed, the academy is the safest place."

He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, gradually feeling relieved.

Just as he was about to hold the cub in his arms and play with it for a while, he suddenly noticed the strange shapes of the elf and dragon cubs in front of him.

"You two... how long have you been like this?"

Arthur's face was filled with shock, numbness, and an incomprehensible complex expression, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

At this time, Isabella was on all fours, clinging to the elf like a piece of brown candy.

He was obviously the most majestic and fierce descendant of the giant dragon clan, and he also inherited a pair of sharp and powerful wings, but he just coiled himself up into a fat snake with no edges.

Starting from the top of the arm, wrap the elf tightly with the tail in a circle.

Lancelot had to put his hands flat on his belly to prevent the cub from falling.

Of course, if they were just like this, Arthur wouldn't be so shocked.

At most, Isabella is thought to be too clingy.

But the problem is...

A small silver dragon with its front half lying in the palm of the elf's hand was holding one of the elf's index fingers with its two pointed front paws, stuffing it into its mouth and licking it, until the elf's hand was covered with glitter. of liquid.

There was still a blush of happiness and contentment on her face.

It looks so much like... a human baby that pesters its mother everywhere for milk when it's just born.

But the elf seemed to know nothing about it, and completely allowed the cub to bite his fingers. Occasionally, when the cub feels tired from biting and has a sore neck, he will take the initiative to pass his fingertips forward to make it easier for her to hold it in his paws.

Arthur: "..."

The senior's admirable image of being cold, gentle, noble, powerful, and omnipotent gradually collapsed bit by bit.

And the newly established... is a full-time wet nurse(?).

Arthur: Three views have been subverted.

The elf's expression was very indifferent. He took out his pocket watch with his free hand and looked at it. He lowered his head and touched the cub's head: "It's time, Bella."

Isabella groaned for a while.

She deliberately spoke in a draggy voice, coquettishly trying to make the elf soften: "Let me kiss you for a while longer..."

Lancelot was unmoved and strictly calculated her reward time: "I practiced walking for sixty minutes this morning, so the reward is six times. One minute at a time. This is what you promised yourself."

He taught the cub: "Be a dragon with a sense of time. Don't just make excuses to delay the things you agree on. Otherwise, it will be difficult for others to trust you next time."

"Okay...I'll listen to you." Isabella slowly opened her mouth and raised her head reluctantly.

When Lancelot wasn't paying attention, he quickly stuck out his tongue and licked it again.

"Hiccup-cough!" As a result, he choked on his saliva.

Lancelot: "..."

He patted the cub on the back funny, "If you don't come out to play tomorrow, you will have time to practice a few more times."

The more times you practice, the more times you will be rewarded.

Moreover...she can spend less time running out to play with Arthur.

This idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and Lancelot was stunned.

He didn't expect that he would have such thoughts.

Before she could clear her thoughts, she heard the cub calling his name with a smile. She picked up her big tail and rubbed it into his palm. She typically wanted to take advantage of him openly and thought she would leave no trace.

"Lance, your hands are so dirty. Can I wipe them off for you?"

The cub licked the elf's hand until it was sticky, with a few shiny traces still hanging on the liquid before it dried. The fingertips, which were originally so pale that there was almost no blood, were roasted slightly red by the high body temperature of the dragon cub, like a white rose that was just blooming on the branch.

Isabella proudly admired her masterpiece and couldn't help but want to wrap her tail around it.

It is the instinct of the giant dragons to wrap their treasures in their tails.

However, Lancelot was still immersed in the strange thoughts that had just passed through his mind, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Isabella's arms were empty.

The next second, his whole body flew into the air, and he was lifted by the back of his neck and placed in Arthur's arms.

"...?"

what happened?

The elf flipped his wrist and lightly cast a small cleaning spell, effortlessly removing the marks on his fingertips.

It returned to the cold white color of jade.

He deliberately avoided the cub's question-marked expression, and instead started chatting with Arthur about the academy.

"It will be March soon, and the registration for the spring competition of the Legendary Duel Tower will begin. I don't have time to participate in the arena competition this year, and the tickets I saved before may not be used. Do you need it?"

"Aha...?"

Tickets for the arena competition are obtained through special tasks, and not every task can successfully drop them.

Therefore, the price of tickets for the arena competition was extremely high on the college trading market, and it was almost impossible to get a ticket at the beginning of the season.

Arthur was a little surprised that Lancelot would take the initiative to talk to him about this matter, and was even willing to give him admission tickets.

In Arthur's impression, Lancelot was the prefect of the ninth grade. In addition to answering questions about his classmates' homework, he rarely took the initiative to communicate with other students in the college.

It's like sealing yourself in an invisible cover, making it difficult for outsiders to get close to you.

His natural super intuition told Arthur that if it weren't for Isabella, this elf wouldn't be communicating with him like it is now.

Communication belongs to communication.

I also want to give him something...

Arthur lowered his head subconsciously and glanced at the cub in his arms who was still confused.

Does she already have such a great influence on the seniors...?

Isabella's ears perked up when she heard the new term, and she asked curiously: "Lance, what are the duel towers, arena matches, and admission tickets you mentioned?"

Lancelot pursed his lips, not immediately giving the cub popular science knowledge as usual.

"Hey, isn't it easy to explain?"

Isabella tilted her head, turned over in Arthur's arms, lay down and looked at the elf, eagerly waiting for him to speak.

"Duel Tower," Arthur wanted to interject from the side, "I know, I know!"

He also wanted to experience the joy of being a teacher to cubs.

Arthur only studied warrior courses, and he could hardly answer Isabella's previous questions.

Now he finally came across a topic he was familiar with, and he immediately raised his hand and spoke enthusiastically: "I'm familiar with the Duel Tower. I wished I could fight in it three times a day last semester!"

"?" So exaggerated?

Looking at a certain "hidden" militant, the cub put on an expression of disbelief, "Are you so good at fighting?"

"Of course!!" Arthur was dissatisfied and was about to pat his chest and start bragging about his great achievements.

Lancelot also happened to speak at this time.

The faint voice is ethereal, like a bubble that suddenly rises from the depths of a blue lake, blooming brightly in the silence.

He smiled slightly, "Arthur is very famous in the academy, especially on the dueling field. Last school year, he ranked first in the single duel practice competition."

Being praised by senior Lancelot, who was the undefeated legend in the duel field, Arthur scratched his head in embarrassment.

He laughed twice, forgetting what he wanted to say just now, and said shyly, "The senior is the most powerful..."

The elf bent his beautiful eyes and smiled silently.

It is like two bright moons appearing in the sky at the same time, flawless and holy, exuding full of light.

Then he turned to Isabella and said softly, "I only talked about the division of the three towers of the academy before, and I didn't mention the curriculum in the academy in detail. We just happened to talk about this topic today."

"After entering the school, freshmen will first choose one of the Towers of Light, Warrior Tower, and Mage Tower as their initial department. In the first academic year, each tower will lead them to learn basic general courses and complete the internship courses uniformly assigned by the college. Tasks. After entering the second school year, various rich activities will be carried out, including daily tasks of the academy, special tasks and legendary duel tower activities."

"Ah wait... I'm a little dizzy with the trainee academy tasks, daily tasks and special tasks. So what Arthur's sister Lydia has been participating in these days should be the trainee academy tasks for freshmen?"

Lingua Franca was not the language Isabella was most fluent in.

Normal daily communication was fine, but now there were new nouns designated by specific attributives. Her little head was dizzy with these unfamiliar nouns, and she could only work hard to clarify them one by one and absorb them into meanings she could understand.

"Yes, Bella is very smart." Lancelot nodded encouragingly.

"I'll explain to you the classification of academy tasks in detail next time I get the chance. Today we're mainly talking about the Legendary Duel Tower."

Today's elf looks particularly dazzling for some reason. There seemed to be broken lights and stars in the eyes, all pouring into the cub's translucent blue eyes.

Isabella surprisingly didn't find the lecture boring, wagging her tail and said cheerfully, "Okay, okay."

Lancelot continued, "The Legendary Duel Tower is divided into single duel and three-person team competition."

"Single duels are divided into practice matches and arena challenges. Among them, practice matches only allow duels between the same colleges. For example, the Mage Tower can only compete with the Mage Tower, and the Light Tower can only compete with the Light Tower.

Beginning in second grade, students accumulate admission tickets through daily tasks. Start registering for competitions in that season at the beginning of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The college will automatically randomly match students with opponents with similar points in the same grade. Points will be accumulated through winning games, and the points for the season will be tallied at the end of the season. and ranked by grade. "

"The arena challenge is divided into two types. One is the same-grade challenge. The challenger has the right to designate challenge candidates based on the ranking list within the grade. The winner and loser exchange points with each other.

In addition, there are three cross-grade challenge opportunities every year, and you can challenge champions who are higher than your own grade.

Cross-grade challenges are different in terms of point rewards. Before the competition, the challenger sets the points in the challenge prize pool. If the challenge is successful, multiple points will be obtained. If the challenge fails, all points will be cleared. For defenders, if they successfully defend, they will gain points in the prize pool, and if they fail, they will lose multiple points. "

Isabella said "Huh", frowning and not sure whether she understood correctly: "Why does it sound... a bit like gambling with points?"

Lancelot did not directly answer her doubts.

He gently stroked the cub's head and looked through the warm sunshine outside to a very distant place. "All the courses in the college are designed to allow each student to deeply understand the clearest self and constantly refine and learn. Further strengthen their abilities. If their flaws and deficiencies are not discovered early, many students’ lives will become extremely difficult after leaving the academy.”

"After all, what this world is ultimately about is the law of the jungle."

"..." Isabella seemed to understand.

Arthur was quite surprised when he heard Lancelot's words.

He was silent for a while, and when he looked up at Lancelot again, there was a hint of approval and change in his eyes.

Arthur had heard rumors about Lancelot before, and most of them were that he loved learning, was powerful and perfect, and was as bright as a star in the sky, hanging high and not allowed to get close. Coupled with his preconceived impression of the elves, he thought that Lancelot was also a pure academic researcher who lived in an ivory tower and did not know the dirt and hardships in the dark.

Only now do I realize that the rumors are not credible.

"Senior..." Arthur was quite excited.

Under the ever-gentle and soothing aura of the elf, Arthur suddenly felt a strong sense of confiding. He really wanted to tell him about his unfair childhood life, his struggles and struggles, his experiences of falling into the dust again and again and getting up in embarrassment.

Lancelot gave him a faint look.

When I saw the young man's eyes shining brightly, I wanted to get closer with excitement and enthusiasm——

"..." The elf was speechless.

This brat was actually affected by the elf's talent.

The elves are naturally able to soothe the soul. Every word they say and every breath they feel when they are close can quietly soothe people's inner anxiety and trauma. For cubs who are not very defensive, elves are the easiest race for them to develop a sense of trust and closeness.

This is why Sir Green chose Lancelot to be Isabella's guide.

But Lancelot has always hated this talent.

Those illusory trusts and emotional support are all for their own purposes and will only bring him endless trouble.

——Except Isabella.

Only his Isabella was real.

Seeing Arthur leaning closer and closer to him, Lancelot frowned slightly and stepped back without leaving a trace.

Isabella clings to him, that's cute.

If Arthur dares to stick to him, he can immediately kick him to the icy lake in the far north to calm down!

The elf glanced sideways out of the window, stood up in a hurry and said, "Mr. Greene sent me a Fetion letter and asked me to go to the laboratory to find him immediately."

"Arthur, let Bella play at your house for a while. I will pick her up in the evening."

"what……?"

Arthur responded blankly, and before he could speak, the elf had disappeared before his eyes.