The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Miss Bella, it's time to get up."

Nine o'clock in the morning is the designated time for the cubs to get up and have breakfast.

Lancelot walked into the bedroom with a plate of gold coins and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took out the cub who was sleeping soundly under the quilt, and placed it squarely on the pillow.

The elf had already gone out early in the morning and was wearing a white mage robe that he had not yet changed out of. Today, he tied all his hair back. His straight blond hair was extremely smooth and tied with a pure white ribbon, revealing his smooth and smooth forehead.

He had been busy this morning.

Go to the herbal medicine library to submit material applications, go to the professional course tutor to submit thesis assignments, and go to the mission center to settle previous special mission rewards. He also went to the Student Affairs Center to charge a few rare magic materials at high prices.

These materials grow in a special environment, mostly in forests outside the Kingdom of Sissel. The risk level is low, but picking and collecting them is relatively cumbersome. Therefore, it will be classified into the level of daily tasks, and this task can be obtained in the task center and student affairs center.

Usually, Lancelot would go to the forest by himself to collect materials. For an elf who is close to nature, not only is it not a troublesome task, but it will make him feel relaxed. But now Isabella is in an unstable period of transformation, and Lancelot can't leave too far.

I originally had to go to the library to return the homework materials I borrowed earlier, and also borrow two new books.

But when he saw that the time was about to reach nine o'clock, the elf was worried that the cub would be hungry when he woke up, so he turned back to the dormitory before borrowing a book.

His voice was soft and ethereal, "Didn't you say you were going to Arthur's house to play?"

"Ah..." Isabella responded vaguely and rubbed her eyes with her paws.

Her eyelids drooped, she was really sleepy.

The night before yesterday, she transformed into another person. She missed it in her sleep and was extremely sorry. I couldn't sleep last night, and I didn't want Lancelot to find out that I stayed up late, so I could only pretend to be asleep and wait patiently while holding my eyelids open.

As a result, I accidentally closed my eyes... When I woke up, the sun was already beating down on me.

Isabella asked thoughtfully, "Did I transform last night?"

"last night?"

The elf recalled that he had been holding the cub in his arms last night and didn't feel any changes.

So he said: "No last night."

Lancelot paused for a moment, then noticed the tired look on the cub's face and frowned slightly, "Did you stay up late last night?"

"Ah, no, hahaha -" Isabella had a clever idea and quickly made a joke to get rid of it. He picked up his tail and rolled it onto the elf's lap beside the bed, grabbed his waist, and used his paws to hook the blond hair hanging down the back of his head.

Well-behaved and cute.

The elf quietly watched the cubs rolling around, obviously not believing her words.

But he had no choice but to sigh softly, holding her by the back of her neck and placing her safely on his lap, "If you change shape again next time, I will wake you up. So don't stay up late anymore, okay?"

"Oh..." The cub agreed obediently.

"You're so good." The elf patted the cub's big head in reward, "Get up and eat."

"I want to sleep a little longer."

The elf was confused, "Didn't you say you were going to Arthur's house?"

Isabella waved her paw and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter if it's late. Anyway, the original appointment was for barbecue at noon..."

Besides, Isabella couldn't help but be very moved by the big blue diamond that Arthur gave her last time, and gave him a new label - an honest scapegoat.

Miss Dragon thought very clearly.

She is the most powerful dragon on the continent!

It was his honor to be willing to be friends with an ordinary-looking and dull human race!

Isabella is very confident.

After saying that, he fell back into bed, his big tail flexibly picked up the quilt and covered his head.

sleep!

Lancelot: "..."

The cub hasn't had breakfast yet, so he shouldn't continue sleeping.

But remembering that she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, the elf hesitated and struggled for a moment, and finally made a rare exception and allowed her to sleep again.

Lancelot quietly walked out of the room and sent a flying letter to Arthur, telling him that Isabella was still sleeping.

Looking at Feixin flying away with flapping wings, the elf stood there for a while.

He has the habit of planning the next day in advance. Last night he had arranged every task to be completed today in order. Now that I was suddenly interrupted, I didn't know what to do next.

His life has always been orderly, proceeding one by one according to the set path and plan.

Isabella is his biggest variable.

Suddenly appeared in his world, disrupting all his plans in an arrogant and domineering manner, without making any sense. For the first time, Lancelot was so helpless, not knowing how to deal with this little guy wallowing in his world.

Drive her away?

No, of course he doesn't want to.

The dormitory was quiet, except for the occasional chirping of a kingfisher temporarily stationed on the vines outside the window.

Lancelot was rarely at a loss. He looked at the cub sleeping soundly on the bed through the gap in the door that was not completely closed.

No...

The elf's eyes became firm again.

I still have to eat breakfast!

Lancelot returned to the room and dug out the cub from under the quilt.

"Lance, what are you doing..."

The cub's mind was filled with questions, wondering what the elf was doing this morning. She closed her eyes and groaned, her head kept humming, trying to return to the pillow.

While she was opening her mouth to speak, Lancelot quickly stuffed a gold coin into her mouth.

Isabella chewed twice instinctively and opened her eyes in confusion: "Lance?"

Lancelot explained: "It is not good for your health not to eat breakfast."

Isabella was a little speechless, "Didn't I eat yesterday..."

"Yesterday, my mind was so confused that I couldn't think of what to do for a while. Today is different. I made a very detailed plan."

Although the plan was disrupted by the cubs, and Lancelot himself condoned her behavior.

However, it would be nice to have less mess!

"What do you mean?"

Isabella's eyelids were almost closed and she asked casually.

Lancelot's voice lowered, "Well...it's nothing."

He didn't want the cub to know what happened the night before.

He quickly changed the subject: "You can sleep a little longer, I'll go to the library."

Isabella didn't pursue it, nodded casually to show that she heard, and fell back into bed again.

She was completely satisfied and just wanted to sleep, not wanting to be tormented by Lancelot anymore.

Before falling asleep, the cub muttered vaguely:

——She bet a hundred gold coins that this elf definitely has obsessive-compulsive disorder!

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The second largest library at Clavia Academy of Magic, the Sherius Library.

Unlike La Pole Castle, which is named after the transliteration of the library in Common Language, Sherhus is a name. He was a great Holy Mage of Light at the end of the First Era. He single-handedly repelled tens of thousands of demon undead armies, bringing a glimmer of hope to the continent where darkness spread at the end of the Era.

No one knows where he came from, and no one knows where he ended up.

Since the Second Era, no one has seen him again.

But his name will forever be known across the continent.

"Oh, Your Excellency, the great Sir Hughes, let me see who came to the library today."

A voice sounded from behind, mixed with a bit of joking.

"A rare visitor, dear Lance."

The elf who was about to reach out to pick up the book paused slightly and quickly turned sideways to avoid the hand that reached out enthusiastically to hook his neck.

The young man is tall and has long bright red hair tied into a high ponytail at the back of his head.

He was wearing the same white mage robe as Lancelot, with dazzling facial features, a pair of narrow and charming phoenix eyes, red lips and white teeth. There is a thin hint of light crimson at the end of the eye, and with the upturned eye end, there is a bit of natural charm hidden in it.

The outstretched arm failed, and the young man who spoke was not annoyed at all. He put it back into his trouser pocket and leaned lightly on the bookshelf next to the elf.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and whistled lowly.

He shrugged nonchalantly.

I have long been accustomed to this elf's frigidity.

If one day Carlos really hooks the elf's neck, he will definitely suspect that Lancelot is possessed by the devil.

Lancelot said calmly, "Carlos, be quiet, this is the library."

The boy known as Carlos raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, raised his hand and pointed around - the library was empty, and apart from the thick books, there were only two of them.

"Except for the freshmen who have compulsory study tasks, the only one who comes to the library during the holidays is our good student Lancelot."

As he moved, the pure white mage robe hung loosely on his shoulders, and the collar was wide, revealing a section of his collarbone.

Compared with the elf who neatly arranges every tie, Carlos simply wears his college uniform as a nightgown at home.

One is holy and ascetic, the other is lazy and charming.

Lancelot was quiet and ignored him.

Carlos had long been accustomed to Lancelot's irresponsible temper and continued to smile playfully: "How are you getting along with your little cub?"

He shook his head slightly.

The red hair on the back of the head is thick and thick, like a big fluffy tail. The curls at the end of the hair are raised in a slight arc, making her look even more seductive.

In early spring, everything revives, and it is also the season when most orcs are in heat.

Carlos is a firefox.

It is difficult for the fox tribe in their teenage years to control their instincts. If they have to completely restrain themselves, they will have to pay a very painful price.

Carlos is the child of the female leader of the Fire Fox Clan and her long-dead Bai Yueguang, so he cherishes him very much. He has been favored and pampered since he was a child, and naturally he will not be allowed to experience the pain of restraining estrus.

Fortunately, Carlos has calmed down a lot since coming to the academy.

But in the eyes of the reserved elf, the red-furred fox in front of him was in heat almost every day.

Carlos complained, "I've been back to the academy for so many days, but I still haven't brought the cub out to show me. We are close friends! Ah~ we even have the same hairstyle today, we really have a good understanding~"

The young man's eyes flickered as he spoke, like spring branches blooming with rich peach blossoms, and he was full of charm that could not be hidden.

Knowing that he had no intention of seducing, Lancelot glanced at him and said coldly, "Go away, fox."

"Don't stop me from looking for books."

"..."

It’s really frustrating to never get enough oil and salt.

Carlos touched his nose, silently shut up and moved to the side.

He secretly cursed: I hope that sooner or later, a kind person will be able to collect this cold elf. It's best to ignore him, abuse your body and mind, and let him experience the feeling of others ignoring him!

When the time comes, he, Carlos, will definitely bear the brunt and be the first to watch Lancelot's miserable state!

Suddenly, Carlos saw a pile of esoteric academic books in Lancelot's arms, mixed with a manual on raising cubs. The colorful cover was very conspicuous.

Carlos' eyes lit up, he took out the book and stuffed it into the bookshelf.

He patted his chest and said confidently: "It's useless for you to read this kind of parenting book. If you have any questions, you should come to me. My mother gave me seven or eight younger brothers and sisters in one litter, but I did them all with my own hands." He was raised!"

Lancelot paused slightly.

This time he did not ignore Carlos, but raised his golden eyes and looked at the red-haired boy cautiously and carefully, with a slight hesitation in his eyes.

Indeed, Carlos has a lot of experience in raising children.

Including the earliest "Handbook for Raising Mammalian Carnivora Cubs", Carlos wrote it word by word based on his experience in raising his younger brothers and sisters. He specially rushed to give it to Lancelot before he set off for Victro.

But Carlos doesn't know that Isabella's true identity is a dragon.

She was born from an egg.

Therefore, the content recorded in that book, except for the part about getting along with cubs, is not applicable.

"Besides, I also raised children for Turto, who was hibernating next door!" Carlos proudly showed off his rich experience. When it comes to raising children, he is simply better than a mother.

The coquettishness and cynicism in his eyes just now disappeared. When talking about raising cubs, he became eloquent and clear-minded, and even his eyes became serious.

"Let me tell you something interesting. Turto told me that before the turtles were born, they would use the turtle shells of their ancestors to divine fortune. If it was heads, they would put the eggs in ice water. If they were tails, they would put them in fire. Here, isn’t it amazing?”

Hatching eggs?

Lancelot's eyes moved slightly.

Carlos was still gushing: "One year when the temperature changed suddenly, Turto and his partner hibernated early, leaving a clutch of eggs that had not hatched. He wrote a letter and called me back from the college to help. After my observation , the turtles hatched in ice water are all female, and the turtles hatched in fire are all males.”

Lancelot silently reminded: "The gender of the turtle before birth is related to the incubation temperature. This knowledge was taught in the first grade."

"Oh, right," Carlos laughed. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. On the contrary, he said very proudly, "I didn't want to attend classes in the first grade, so I applied to go home to take care of my children. Anyway, I just need to pass the final exam smoothly."

Lancelot: "..."

He took a deep breath and said, "Carlos, do you remember any obvious differences when you raised turtle babies?"

"Is it different..." Carlos thought for a moment and nodded: "The difference is quite big."

"My sister was bouncing around when she was born, but Turto's cubs were born as quiet as living fossils. I was worried for a while at that time."

Quiet?

Lancelot now completely believed that Carlos was not lying. Isabella also said that she slept for two years after she was born before waking up.

The Firefox tribe is naturally smart, and Carlos's mind was spinning very quickly, and he quickly realized that there must be a reason why the elf suddenly took the initiative to ask questions.

"Oh - I see, your cub is an egg."

"That's easy to do."

Carlos raised his eyebrows, very proud.

"Bring it to me, I'm a top-notch egg hatcher!"