The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Is the eggshell still there?"

Grandma Turtle slowly opened her eyes, blinked slowly, and spoke very slowly every time she spoke a word.

Slowly, the wrinkles on the face unfolded one by one with the movement, and then gathered together one by one.

Even though he was an elf with the best temper and patience like Lancelot, he felt a little anxious in his heart, eagerly waiting for her to come up with a solution.

"Oh, if the eggshell is still there, there is something we can do..."

Grandma Turtle repeated herself to herself, but before she finished speaking, her voice became smaller and smaller.

Finally, under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, Grandma Turtle's limbs and head slowly shrank into the huge turtle shell on her back.

No movement.

Everyone:"……"

The little boy beside him laughed twice and said shyly, "Grandma is asleep."

"She is old and often falls asleep while talking. If you come to my house again tomorrow to find grandma, she usually wakes up in the afternoon."

"Okay, then let's visit grandma again tomorrow afternoon."

When Lancelot heard that there was a way, his heart finally fell and he was no longer as nervous as before.

He rubbed the head of the cub in his arms, his eyes were soft and clear, and he was obviously in a very happy mood.

Isabella looked at the elf's shining golden eyes, thought about it but hesitated to speak.

"..."

the next day.

When Isabella woke up early in the morning, she found that the beautiful elf who was supposed to sleep with her on the bed was missing. The bed was cold and cold. Apparently, she had been gone for a while.

The snacks eaten at the market last night have long been used up, and the cub's hungry belly is in urgent need of additional food.

She ran to the next door dragging her tail and knocked on Arthur's door.

"Arthur, have you seen my food reserves?"

Arthur didn't wake up, and his short curly hair was as messy as a big bird's nest. He rubbed his eyes and opened the door for the cub, yawning, a little unable to hear her question.

"……what?"

What is a grain reserve?

Isabella raised her hand to cover her mouth, her big eyes widening.

Oops, I accidentally said what I was thinking.

It's all my fault that I'm too hungry.

Isabella's expression remained unchanged as she kept mumbling, "What, what, I mean, I'm so hungry."

Arthur said "Oh" blankly and believed it without much thought.

He bent down and picked up the cub on the ground, carried it back into the room and placed it on the table. He took out two diamonds from the coat pocket hanging at the door and stuffed them into the cub's hand.

"I'll wash my face and then take you out to eat. You can eat some snacks first to fill your stomach."

"it is good."

Isabella was not polite, holding the diamond and chewing it fiercely. The pointed animal teeth chewed up the hard diamond as easily as chewing candy.

Within three seconds, the cub patted the remaining ashes on its paws, licked its mouth, and asked again: "Where's Lance?"

"Senior Lance and Senior Carlos seem to have gone out very early. They went to ask the bounty hunters who had just returned to Asberg from outside the kingdom recently to ask something. I was supposed to go back to the hotel before you woke up at nine o'clock, but no I thought you woke up so early today."

Isabella touched her belly and said, "I'm hungry. I'm so hungry that I can't sleep."

After saying that, he patted the table with his tail and urged unceremoniously, "Hurry up, Arthur, the little girl can even put her hair and make-up up faster than you!"

The corner of Arthur's mouth twitched, "...I know, I know!"

He hurriedly put on the fur coat hanging on the hanger, picked up the cub and stuffed it directly into his arms, then put on the hood, and wrapped the little guy tightly in the thick coat.

Then before the cub could react, he stuffed her tail directly into his sleeve and stroked it from top to bottom.

The young man showed a happy and honest smile, "Ah, the long-lost big tail still feels so good."

Isabella: "?"

The boy was full of curiosity, and he discussed with the cub with a smile: "Bella, sweetie, when we come back after dinner, can you lend me your eggshell?"

"Look," Isabella said nonchalantly, taking a piece out of the ring and stuffing it into Arthur's hand, "You can look at it now if you want."

"...Is it so casual?"

The hair on Arthur's head suddenly stood up. He hurriedly held the eggshell in his palm, which was no bigger than a palm, and leaned over to observe it carefully.

"It won't break. I've tried various methods before, but to no avail."

Isabella didn't care.

She's not stupid, there's no way Eric really forgot the trash in the ring specially prepared for her. The pile of eggshells must have their purpose, but Isabella never imagined what they could do.

I tried biting and gnawing in various ways before, but no scratches were left on the eggshell.

You must know how sharp the dragon's teeth are, but they can easily bite a crystal card made of the hardest Clark diamond in the continent.

As a result, I can't bite my own eggshell.

outrageous.

Seeing the elf's expectant look last night, Isabella hesitated and did not pour cold water on him.

But in fact, I still don’t have any hope in my heart.

However, regarding the issue of eggshells, Isabella also left a message on her notebook for Eric. I wonder if she received a reply.

Isabella thought to herself, find some time tonight to take a sneak peek.

But...

The most important thing now - eat!

The big tail pulled Arthur's arm around several times, tightened it hard, and shouted, "Oh, come with me to dinner! Come back and show you enough!"

Eat, eat, eat!

If a dragon doesn't like to eat, what's the difference between it and turning into a fossil!

Arthur raised his hands in surrender, obediently listened to the cub's words, and took her all the way from the street to the end of the street to eat. Finally, when she was satisfied, she mercifully allowed him to go home and continue to observe the eggshells.

"What's so rare? Isn't it just a pile of eggshells?"

Seeing that Arthur wanted to stick his eyes to the eggshell, Isabella lost interest and lay on the bed with her tail wagging slowly.

"Of course it's different. This is the eggshell of a giant dragon!"

Isabella's head was full of questions, "The dragon himself is in front of you, and you actually went to see a broken piece?!"

Arthur belatedly heard the dissatisfaction in the cub's tone. He quickly raised his face and shook his head wildly, and immediately made his position clear: "Of course the eggshell is not as important as you!"

Isabella: "That's pretty much it."

With that said, he lowered his big tail that was ready to go and raised high.

Arthur sweated coldly: ...It was so narrow, I escaped a beating.

"But why do you dislike your own eggshells so much?" The young cat's eyes were full of doubts, "Don't you like shiny things the most?"

He raised the eggshell to the kerosene lamp in front of the table. The orange-red candlelight shone on the outside of the eggshell, and the silver eggshell emitted a halo, like holding a bright moon in the palm of his hand.

Even a straight man like Arthur thinks it looks good, but Isabella, a giant dragon who can't move her feet when seeing shiny things, doesn't like it.

This is unreasonable!

"I like shiny food, but this broken eggshell is unbiteable and unpalatable. To me, it's just like a stone on the roadside, useless."

Isabella glanced at the eggshell coldly.

"Of course I don't like things that are inedible."

Miss Dragon's world view is very simple.

If it's delicious, she will love it very much and walk around it every day.

She doesn't dislike the edible ones, so she puts them in the second echelon of the food list and occasionally takes them out to take a look.

As for the bad food...

Not in her world at all.

Arthur froze.

It seemed like it was the first time he saw such a cold expression on the cub.

The silver, round cub was lying on the fluffy quilt, and its animal eyes were looking at it casually, but there was an inexplicable coldness in it.

Like a heavy fog coming from the depths of a deserted forest.

Under the thick fog, dangers abound.

But the next second, Isabella's eyes suddenly lit up, she sniffed, and a bright smile broke out on her face.

A flash of silver flashed quickly.

Just listen to the sweet and enthusiastic coquettish voice of the little girl outside the door, "Lance, you are back~"

"I miss you so much =3="