The reserve food raised is the Elf King

Today we will stay in Asberg for another day. Carlos wanted to spend more time with Grandma Turtle and the children at her house, so the other three returned to the hotel first.

The three of them were silent along the way.

Isabella lay on top of Arthur's head, her tail drooped and she kept glancing at the elf behind her from the corner of her eyes, but the blond elf didn't know what she was thinking and was completely unaware of her gaze.

Feeling ignored.

Isabella felt uncomfortable.

It turned out to be ignored by his own food reserves, which made the dragon owner very embarrassed!

But when he thought about how he had really made him angry before, he seemed to be unreasonable. Isabella couldn't find any reason to let Lancelot play with her, so she could only pull Arthur's hair with her paws out of boredom.

I'm a little hesitant to take the initiative to coax the elf.

But she still hasn't figured out why Lancelot was angry.

Quiet.

Arthur's thick nerve did not notice the undercurrent in the silence at this moment, and he poked the cub's face carelessly.

He smoothly moved Isabella's tail hanging behind his head over his shoulders and moved it to the front, weighed it with his hands, and half-jokingly complained: "Your tail has gotten bigger again, and it makes my neck sore from the pressure." .”

???

What nonsense is stupid Arthur talking about?

Isabella withdrew her gaze from quietly observing the elf.

She couldn't deal with Lancelot, but she could easily deal with Arthur.

He grabbed the boy's hair and asked sullenly by his ear: "Are you saying I'm heavy?"

Arthur's scalp hurt and his hairline was in danger. He immediately denied it: "No, no!"

"I'm just thinking, if it's like Grandma Turtle said, you can't even eat your eggshells, and there's no way to solve the problem of stunted growth. But your animal body keeps growing, and your human form never changes, then What should you do after you turn into human form?"

Arthur felt a little worried for Isabella.

All races on the continent, whether they are humans, orcs, or half-orcs like Lydia, will only activate their magic or combat talents after they have fully entered their teenage years.

Like Isabella now, after she transforms into a human form, she is just like the most fragile and ordinary human cub. She is too weak to even lift a brick, let alone a big tail that is ten times heavier than herself. .

The cat-eyed boy was thinking very long-term, and the more he thought about it, the tighter his brows became, "Now I can still hold you and walk, but if I die in the future and you are still like this, what should I do..."

Isabella was completely stunned.

Why is this topic of death and immortality suddenly becoming so heavy?

She stuttered for a few seconds, "No, okay, why did you say you were going to die?"

Isabella felt like her head was filled with questions.

What's going on today? Why are one and two of them so weird? Lancelot was strange, that turtle tribe old woman was strange, and now even Arthur, who only knew silly fun every day, became very strange.

Arthur said: "Human beings will always die. Most races on the continent will face such a day, but sooner or later."

The lifespan of most human beings is extremely fragile. Arthur is considered a lucky person. He inspired his fighting talent at the beginning of his teenage years and was able to escape from his extremely oppressive family and come to study at Clavia Magic Academy.

In fact, his life is not as leisurely and happy as Isabella thought. He masturbates a giant cat with his left hand, rubs a dragon cub with his right hand, and has a harem filled with all kinds of girls who admire him.

He just works hard enough and is strong enough to defeat anyone who tries to hurt him.

Arthur knew in his heart that in this cruelly competitive continent, if one day he met an opponent he couldn't beat, it might be the day he died.

But Arthur also doesn't envy the dragons' eternal lifespan.

He has his own destiny.

The only thing he can do is not to let fate defeat him easily.

Isabella: "...You are really weird."

She didn't understand what Arthur wanted to express.

However, she decided to comfort the inexplicably worried little boy according to her own understanding: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I already guessed that the eggshells can't be eaten. There will always be other ways."

Catalina thought she was the only dragon left on the continent, and everyone else seemed to think so too.

But Isabella knew better.

There is another giant dragon hidden in her cave that no one knows about.

Eric.

-

After returning to the hotel, Isabella stayed in Arthur's room and played all afternoon. When she returned to the room before going to bed at night, she found that Lancelot was not there again.

Isabella was a little angry.

How long is he going to hide from her?

Didn't you just bite his ear? At worst, he would bite it back!

Carlos had just come back from outside. When he passed by Isabella's room, he poked his head in and invited him warmly: "Bella, Lance has something to do tonight and he won't be back until very late. Do you want to sleep with me?"

He actually planned not to come back for the whole night!

Isabella was so angry that she slammed her tail on the bed.

"Oh!"

There was a loud muffled sound, and the birds parked on the branches outside the window were frightened and flew around.

next second.

The hotel bed instantly fell apart.

Carlos: "..."

Isabella: "..."

Small tail, big energy.

It’s truly a dragon (thumbs up jpg).

Carlos swallowed. As a pure fighting mage, he was so squishy that his face would be bruised and swollen even if he was punched.

But taking care of the cubs is not afraid of dangers. Carlos is confident that no one can resist the beautiful big fox.

Carlos took the initiative to conjure up his big, fluffy, fiery red tail.

The big fluffy tail was slowly propped up on the lower back, and it deliberately swayed from side to side to attract the cub's attention.

He avoided the wooden debris flying everywhere in the house, went around the house, picked up the cub sitting in a pile of debris, and put it on the table to face him.

The tail took the initiative to put it into Miss Dragon's hand, and said with a smile: "The bed is gone, Miss Bella, you really want to sleep with me tonight."

The cub was also stunned, not expecting that the bed would collapse.

For a moment, he even forgot to continue being angry.

Isabella lowered her head, looked at the big tail of her culprit, and hid it silently.

He raised his head to face the fox's charming and delicate face.

Think for a moment.

Although the eyes are a bit smaller, the chin is too pointed, and the mouth is not as pretty as Lance's.

but……

Beautiful things always put a dragon in a good mood.

Especially, the big fluffy fox.

Isabella blinked, grinned slowly, and smiled sweetly: "Senior Carlos, I will sleep holding your tail that night."

She figured it out.

Lions know how to hunt new food on the grassland, so she can also go out occasionally to find some meal replacement.

Carlos doesn't smell as delicious as Lancelot though.

But occasionally eating snacks is also very delicious.

Heehee=w=

Isabella said obediently, "Then I'll go wash up first and I'll find you in your room later."

"Bella is so good!" Carlos touched the cub's head, carried her into the bathroom, and asked thoughtfully, "Do you need my help?"

Isabella shook her big head like a rattle: "No, no, I can take a bath myself!"

Carlos praised her a few more times, closed the door and left.

Isabella stepped on her feet and looked outside the door to make sure that the red fox had left. After closing the bathroom door carefully, she took out the notebook Eric gave her from the faintly hot ring in her arms.

After leaving countless messages, Eric finally wrote her a reply.

[Oh, sorry, my little baby Bella, long time no see! The weather in Victro has been cold recently, so I slept in a cave and missed your news. 】

A faint light flickered on the pages of the notebook, and a reply was being written on the other side.

[Let me take a look at your previous message...]

Before she finished writing this sentence, Isabella took out her quill and drew a big cross directly on the back.

[No need to read the previous ones, I have new questions to ask you. 】

Having agreed to sleep with Carlos, Isabella had no time to talk to Eric.

She doesn't have much patience and has quite a lot of questions she wants to ask. Instead of waiting for Eric to ramble on, she might as well ask again.

[Okay, my little baby. Brother, I will always listen to you and I will tell you everything you know. 】

But when Eric stopped and waited for Isabella to ask questions, she realized that she didn't seem to know where to start.

It’s so hard to organize language.

Now that the letter mode has been created, why can't it be further improved and turned into a voice call?

worry!

Miss Isabella, who struggled with writing, fell into deep thought.

After waiting for a while, there was not a single new word on the notebook.

So I cautiously put a question mark over.

Eric: [Bella, are you still there? 】

Isabella bit her quill, her heart pounding, and she simply decided to omit all the causes and consequences and asked the most crucial question——

[Why didn’t you tell me in the first place that the cubs were going to eat the eggshells? 】

When she broke out of her shell, Eric stayed with her in the cave.

But whether it was the first two years when she slept or when she woke up later, he never mentioned the eggshells. Even when he stuffed the pile of eggshells into the ring and asked Isabella to take them away with him, Not a word is said about their existence.

There seems to be no concern at all about the pups discarding them as trash.

Isabella didn't understand.

She wanted to hear Eric's explanation.

[Ah, time flies so fast, our little Bella is starting to grow up.

It's such a pity that I missed your first transformation. 】

When Eric saw the word "eggshell", he knew that Isabella had entered the transformation stage.

I am very happy to be an older brother, but I can’t help but feel a little regretful and emotional.

Across the vast distance on the mainland, I cannot see the growth of my cubs with my own eyes.

Eric slowly wrote: [Isn’t it bad to be a cub? 】

Carefree, just think about what kind of gold coins and jewelry you want to eat today.

Be a simple and happy cub.

The dragons are a race that will never die, and no magic or weapons can pose a fatal threat to them. Especially now, in the peaceful years without war for thousands of years, even the sharpest swords are covered with a thin layer of rust, let alone anything else that can damage the dragon's shell.

Therefore, even if Isabella knows nothing, no one can harm her.

Isabella was stunned.

What does this question mean?

The quill stopped on the paper, but it took a long time to write a word.

Eric knew that this question was too difficult for the cub to understand directly, so he changed the question: [Bella, are you happy every day now? 】

【So happy~】

Simple questions, answers in seconds.

[Then if you will encounter many problems and become unhappy when you grow up, do you still want to grow up? 】

Isabella was silent, she seemed to understand Eric's thoughts.

【……I have no idea】

【but. 】

Isabella held the notebook and wrote quickly, [Eric, maybe I really don’t understand a lot of things, but I know one thing, I know one thing very clearly——]

【You can't make any decisions for me. 】

When Isabella pursed her lips and lowered her eyes to write, her round beast pupils were filled with cold silver light.

The huge silhouette was reflected on the white wall of the bathroom, and his cold and serious expression actually had a bit of Eric's shadow.

They are of the same race after all.

They should also be the ones who understand each other best.

[I am the person who knows you best on the mainland. Of course I will not make decisions for you. 】

Just by seeing the cold period in the cub's reply, I knew that she must be angry because of her behavior.

Eric quickly explained, [We have countless time to waste slowly, so it makes no difference if we do it earlier or later. 】

And promptly guarantee——

[If you want to grow up quickly, the omnipotent Eric will naturally find a way. 】

As I write this, the notebook fills up a whole page and automatically turns to a new page.

While waiting for the page to turn, Isabella put down her quill.

She wanted to say that there should be a difference between earlier and later.

If she had grown up earlier, Lancelot would not have looked worried and guilty because of her stunted development.

but……

Through the blank paper, Isabella seemed to see the big silver dragon staying alone in the cave on the opposite side of the notebook, lying on the high mountain of gold coins as she usually did, with its wings that covered the sky and were folded low. together.

He slept for so long that a thin layer of dust accumulated on his wings.

Time seems to really make no difference to him.

Isabella felt a little sad for no reason.

[Brother, I miss you a little. 】

Isabella felt sour in her heart, [When can I come back to see you? 】

[I miss you too, dear little Bella. But don't be in a hurry to go home. There are still many places in the outside world that you have never been to. My brother will always be waiting for you at home. 】

Seeing the cub talking about missing him, Eric's heart softened and almost turned into a pool of flowing gold coin liquid. He used his poor drawing skills to draw a large dragon pattern in his notebook that moved him to tears, and he almost burst into tears.

Isabella stared at the strange half-black pattern, but fell silent.

It's extremely ugly and kind of ruins the atmosphere.

The cub was no longer feeling sad, so he got back to the point and said: [What is the solution that my brother said? 】

[You put the eggshell fragments in the notebook, take them out after ten days, and you can eat them. 】

Isabella was surprised and a little unbelievable: [So simple? 】

Grandma Turtle's absolutely decisive tone at that time made Isabella ready to go through all kinds of hard work to soften the eggshell again.

As a result, this is it?

Eric raised his nose proudly, [Of course, I am the omnipotent Eric! Naturally, he will take everything into consideration and will never let the cute little Bella feel troubled. 】

[It’s just—have you really thought about it? 】

Growing up may not be as easy as you think.

Isabella understood what her brother was saying, and she didn't try to be pushy. She answered honestly: [I don't know. 】

There were three knocks on the door, and Carlos asked, "Bella, have you finished taking a shower?"

The cub had been in the bathroom for almost two hours, and the red-furred fox was a little worried about her.

Isabella: "I don't know."

She was still immersed in the conversation with Eric and answered subconsciously.

Carlos was confused: "What don't you know?"

Isabella blinked and then came back to her senses.

"Oh, I mean..." She quickly stuffed the notebook and quill back into the ring and replied in a loud voice: "I mean, I don't know which pajamas to wear."

Isabella climbed out of the empty bathtub, crawled to the bathroom door and pushed open a small crack on all fours, dragging her heavy tail behind her.

In the crack of the door, wet long silver-white hair spread all over the floor, and the little girl revealed half of her fair face, with a blush on her cheeks caused by the heat in the bathroom.

She opened a pair of large, clear and innocent eyes of foggy blue, and whispered: "Senior Carlos, I seem to have transformed again."