The reserve food raised is the Elf King

The rules for three-player matches in the Legendary Duel Tower are very flexible.

Each time the team completes a task, they can receive the next task book scroll. After completion, they will continue to receive the next one. The difficulty of the task book increases in sequence, but the highest difficulty will not exceed the combined upper limit of the three contestants.

Moreover, as long as the contestant has enough time and within the specified period of the season, he can receive the task book unlimited times. Until the end of the season, rankings will be based on points.

Some students simply want to get the necessary credits for the Legendary Duel Tower. After completing the basic points requirements, they will voluntarily quit the next mission. Some students, pursuing high rankings and point rewards, would even set aside an entire semester, skip classes, and concentrate on dueling.

Anyway, the college does not limit the maximum number of years for graduation.

Just live long enough.

However, there are many limitations.

For example, now, Lancelot and his party of four are going from the Kingdom of Sissel in the middle of the continent, across the entire human domain to the north, to the Talsha Mountains between the North and Herhus.

They can only rely on non-magical ordinary transportation, and are not allowed to use teleportation arrays and other magic arrays that can move long distances to shorten the distance between tasks.

Fortunately, except for the cub Isabella, the other three are very fast on their feet, and it only takes half a month at most to complete this task.

The entire spring season lasts for five months.

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Leaving the main city of Clavia, a group of four people sat in a spacious carriage and flew on the core road between the main cities of the Kingdom of Sissel. The lush green trees on both sides of the road receded rapidly, and only a thick green afterimage could be seen from the window.

The carriage was very fast and swayed a bit.

However, the interior of the carriage is large enough that even if the tallest elf stands up, he does not have to worry about touching his head.

Isabella was lying on the map, with Arthur and her heads together, chatting in whispers, trying to find the location of the Victro Dragon's territory.

Lancelot walked to the map laid out in the middle of the crowd, and said in a clear and ethereal voice, "I know a faster way."

When the cub heard this, he immediately raised his head curiously.

There was a gentle and warm smile on the elf's face, but the depths of his golden eyes were cold and cool, especially when he saw Arthur's head and Isabella's head almost touching each other, it reached its peak.

He took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly secretly, and controlled his emotions.

Then he picked up the cub on the ground.

I wanted to put it aside in an open space to make room for the road signs on the map. After hesitating for a moment, he felt that the floor was too hard and would make the cub uncomfortable, so he put her on his shoulders and stood up.

Arthur also moved away obediently.

The elf bent slightly, and his blond hair flowed down from his shoulders, falling all over the floor like a waterfall.

Isabella quickly stretched out her paws and hurriedly collected his disheveled hair into a large handful and held it in her arms.

Carefully patted the non-existent dust on it.

Distressed!

The elf's blond hair almost fell to the ground!

Isabella secretly scolded her and glared at the ignorant elf with her big eyes, muttering in her heart that he didn't protect her hair.

Hair is his greatest asset!

Lancelot looked at the map intently, his slender white fingertips lightly tapping on several places on the map.

The fingertips formed a smooth magic mark, connecting these points on the map into a line.

Lancelot said: "We are not going to the next main city. Let the carriage change direction in the middle and go to the forest under the Xisitali Mountains. It just so happens that we can reach the entrance of the forest after sunset this evening."

Their team division of labor is very clear.

The wise and elegant elf is responsible for making decisions, the talented warrior Arthur is responsible for fighting, and the stupid beauty Carlos is responsible for winning.

As for Isabella, she is responsible for being the elf’s mobile pendant.

"We're staying here tonight."

The elf pointed to the first point, which was the center of the forest in the West Sitali Mountains. There was only a blur of green trees on the map.

There is a blue sign not far away, which is a river.

He moved his fingertips to the river and slid down. "Tomorrow, cross the river and walk a little downstream. Rest one night on the way. Then continue walking through another forest the next day, and you can directly reach the main point on the northern border. city."

"There are basically no large beasts on this trail, so it's not dangerous for the three of us."

Arthur reacted quickly, "Following the route mentioned by Senior Lance, we directly bypassed the two main cities between Clavia and the border. In other words, it is equivalent to saving nearly five days."

While Carlos and Isabella looked confused, the cat-eyed boy had already calculated the time required for the new route.

He made a fist with his right hand and dropped it to the palm of his left hand with a snap.

With an expression of excitement and admiration, he said: "Senior Lance, you are indeed the most knowledgeable person among the students! You can actually understand this kind of secret path that is not even marked on the map."

Lancelot smiled slightly and said nothing.

But Miss Julong, who had an empty head, still seemed to understand.

Fortunately, Isabella didn't plan to figure out the route, and she must have been right about Lance!

Just praise it and that's it.

The cub immediately cheered and applauded, raised its head and showed the same adoring face as Arthur, "Lance, you are so awesome!"

The elf lowered his eyes and glanced at her lightly.

There was no expression on his face and he put her directly back on the map.

Obviously he doesn't like her.

Isabella: "...?"

what happened?

It was fine in the morning before, why is he suddenly ignoring her now?

And this kind of "ignorance" continued until the next entire carriage ride——

"Lance, I'm hungry!"

"Bang!" A bowl of gold coins was placed in front of him.

Before Isabella could speak again, only a faint silhouette of the blond elf was left.

"Lance, the floor is so hard. It's uncomfortable for me to lie down on my stomach." The cub deliberately lay on the floor, hoping to arouse the elf's affection.

"Wha—" The cub's eyes moved upward and was placed in the corner farthest from the elf's seat.

"Lance, I want you to hug me~" The cub crawled to the elf, wagging its tail, and raised its paws to pull his sleeves.

However, the white robe in front of her disappeared in a "whoosh", and Isabella could only grab her hands full of air.

"..."

Okay, okay.

Three confirmations completely explain a problem.

Her big beautiful reserve was angry.

"Lance, are you in a bad mood?" Isabella lay beside the elf, moving forward little by little to close the distance.

The elf is reading a book.

He has been sitting here reading for a long time.

Isabella glanced at the cover of the book with disinterest, and not surprisingly she couldn't understand a word.

Very good, the self-cultivation of a bad student begins.

——She wants to take good students with her to study together.

Studying is so boring, how can anyone still read a book after going out to play?

Come and play with her!

Isabella continued to pester Lancelot, and her claws pressed the elf's blond hair hanging from his shoulders. She hesitated and let go of her claws, instead of playing with his hair as usual.

For long-term planning, she had to make her food reserves happy first!

Isabella picked up the fat tail and took the initiative to hand it to the elf. She said, "How about I give you the tail to play with? Don't be in a bad mood..."

"..."

Quiet.

Continuous silence.

There was only the sound of galloping horse hooves outside the carriage.

The elf seemed silent.

But the ears hidden under the hair moved slightly.

Lancelot does have some... unknown feelings.

Especially when he saw Isabella playing happily with others, almost forgetting about him, his mood suddenly reached its peak.

However, an elf shouldn't have such emotions.

Lancelot was a little confused and wanted to be alone for a while.

Reading has always been a way for Lancelot to meditate. However, after picking up the book this time, he could not read a single page for the first time. He stared at a few lines of meaningless summary for a long time.

"Lance, Lance, come play with me~"

"You'll get bored if you're alone, and you'll be in a bad mood if you're bored. But I don't want to see you in a bad mood~"

The cub is still acting coquettishly.

That mouth was self-taught, and every word he spoke was extremely sweet, almost sweeter than the honey brewed by the most powerful beekeeper of the Bear Clan. Just hearing the words spit out the words will send sweetness to your heart along the veins.

"Let me stay with you, Lance."

"If you are in a bad mood, I will be sad too."

Will she be sad...?

Lancelot was slightly startled.

The corners of her lips moved upward involuntarily, and then they were quickly pressed down by him.

He didn't want to admit the secret feeling of joy that flashed through his heart.

Reason told the elf that that feeling was wrong.

Whether it was the unhappiness before or the happiness after hearing Isabella's words.

All wrong.

He should not harbor the idea of ​​preventing the cub from making friends because of his own personal emotions. He is Isabella's guide, and he has the responsibility to guide her to make friends in the college and grow up healthily and happily.

"Miss Bella, I'm not in a bad mood."

Lancelot figured it out.

He slowly opened his face and showed a warm and warm smile.

The elf reached out and lifted the cub onto his lap, gently swaying her big tail to her accustomed position and letting her sit with her back against him.

Then, he pointed to the book open in front of him.

"I was just thinking about some issues in the course, which were a bit profound and complicated. I haven't thought about them clearly for a long time. That's why I ignored you just now. I'm sorry for making you worry."

"I may want to continue thinking about it for a while. Do you want to read a book with me?"

The voice of the elf is clear, like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream.

But it was so cold that the cub shivered.

Are you kidding me?

Read a book! ?

The book in front of me is so densely packed with words that the alphabetical order alone is dizzying, and there are not even a single picture.

The only thing Isabella recognized was probably the page number in the corner.

"No, no, you can see for yourself!" The cub was so frightened that its wings stood up.

With that said, he jumped directly from Lancelot's arms, holding his tail without looking back, and rolled and crawled to the farthest position from the elf.

Farewell!

Lancelot glanced at the empty embrace, a smile on his lips.

But he didn't say anything.

He lowered his head again and returned his gaze to the book.

He regained his gentle and gentle demeanor.

-

In the evening, just as Lancelot expected, the group of people arrived at the entrance of the Sisitali Forest just as the sun's rays fell to the end of the distant mountains.

They got off the carriage and followed the elf towards the forest.

The moonlight was bright, and the clear and bright light fell from the sky, illuminating the road in the forest. The gentle breeze blew through the dense leaves, and the leaves rubbed against each other, causing a rustling sound.

Occasionally, birds spread their wings and fly low under the canopy of trees.

The sound of flapping wings adds a touch of vitality to the quiet and peaceful night.

This forest is safe.

The cub lay in Lancelot's arms, yawning constantly and looking particularly sleepy.

"Are you tired?" the elf's gentle voice asked in a low voice.

"Hmm... not bad," Isabella didn't want to delay everyone's rush. She wanted to say that she wasn't sleepy, but couldn't help but yawned again, "Okay, I do feel like sleeping a little bit."

"Let's rest if we're sleepy." Lancelot rubbed the cub's soft face, "There's no need to hold on, we're not in a hurry."

Hey, aren't you in a hurry?

But isn’t it just to save time and distance by choosing this path today?

Isabella was confused and confused. Just when she was about to ask, she saw the elf holding her stop.

He looked around and saw that this was a large open space on a slope.

From the highest point on the slope, you can vaguely see a winding and rushing river. The sound of rushing water hitting the stones can be faintly transmitted through the gaps between the layers of leaves.

There is also a particularly conspicuous big tree near the river bank.

The tree crown is as tall as the old tree at Boulder's house next door to Arthur.

The crown of the tree is vaguely dotted with tiny white and pinkish flowers, interspersed among the lush green leaves and branches. Under the moonlight, they look like warm and bright pearls, rippling in the blue waves.

Looking from a distance, it is sparkling and very beautiful.

The elf withdrew his gaze, turned around and said to the two people behind him: "Not far away is the river I mentioned before. The stream beside the river is loud and the noise is very noisy at night. Why don't we rest here tonight."

"it is good."

Arthur and Carlos agreed quickly.

While Isabella was still full of questions, they had already begun to take out various food and accommodation supplies from their respective storage rings.

Lancelot put the cub on a tree stump aside, patted her big head, and joined in to build tonight's shelter.

Carlos provides a magic circle specially used for camping in the wild, and Lancelot is responsible for controlling the magic circle. As a pure warrior with no magic skills, Arthur squatted aside so as not to disturb the performance of the two beautiful magicians.

Isabella was still wondering why everyone didn't leave.

Arthur squatted next to her, his cat eyes shining brightly, and he quickly rubbed the cub's tail, satisfied.

Then he explained to the cub: "Senior Carlos just wants to get full credits, and I just want to open up new maps. So, neither of us need to rush to complete the task."

Arthur leaned over and secretly bit his ear, sharing his guess with the cub: "Senior Lance has the most precious time among the three of us. This mission obviously took up his time to go to the laboratory to do research. I heard that he The progress of one experiment has been stuck for a long time, and it may not be completed before graduation."

"Eh--?"

The cub didn't know there was such an inside story.

She felt a little guilty for a moment, after all, she was the one who pestered him to come out to play.

"Oh Bella, don't worry, senior Lance is so awesome! Plus, the college's most advanced cloud laboratory has granted him the right to use it as an exception, he will definitely be able to quickly solve the stuck areas in the experiment!"

Arthur now completely fell into a state of blind worship of Lancelot. He was powerful, gentle, and omnipotent.

Just like the moon in the sky, holy and flawless.

out of reach.

The young man sighed melancholy, "Sometimes, I feel a little jealous of you."

"……"What the hell?

Isabella glanced at him, wondering why this guy was so suddenly convulsed, so she flicked his tail to let him clear his head.

Arthur pretended to be depressed and recalled the past, and said half-jokingly, "Oh, when I entered school, why didn't I meet such a great guide as Senior Lance?"

Isabella nodded shamelessly and said without mercy: "Of course it's because you are ugly."

"Only a beautiful and perfect dragon like me is worthy of an equally perfect elf like Lance, hehe."

"Hiss—you little brat!"

Arthur was not angry even after being criticized, and couldn't help but rub the cub's tail with his itchy hand.

Isabella: "...Hey, that's enough!"

Arthur smiled innocently and spread his hands to pretend to be stupid: "Hahaha."

Within a few minutes of the two chatting, a temporary shelter that was shaped like a teapot a hundred times enlarged, with a handle and a spout, and could accommodate six or seven adults was set up.

The outer layer of the teapot is a highly saturated tender pink, with a circle of simple drawings of forest trees and small mushrooms printed on it.

It looks... very childlike.

Under the cold moonlight, there is a faint sense of strange aesthetic cuteness (?).

Isabella looked numb and complicated: "...are we going to live in this teapot tonight?"

Carlos nodded proudly, eyes approving.

A pair of delicate fox eyes curved into two moons, and her smile was particularly enchanting, "Don't you think it's cute, Miss Bella? This is the tent I used to look through the magic array inventory I made and found my sister's favorite tent when she went camping. shape."

Isabella: "..."

The dragon was speechless.

No, no, no?

They won't have to live in this weird tent all the way, right? !