The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Now there are two choices. The first is that you become a transfer student and go to the first grade with Lidya. The second is... Hey, Bella, don't run away!"

On a sunny afternoon, the large terrace on the third floor of the Elf Dormitory.

Two big fluffy black cats and a red fox lay on the green lawn. A gentle and slender blond elf sat on a chair next to her, with a soft white robe hanging on the ground.

In the middle of the lawn, a boy with short flaxen curly hair was chasing the cub in front of him.

Arthur was talking just now, and when he wasn't paying attention, the cub broke out of his arms and slipped out.

"Be careful of falling!"

The voice just fell.

The little girl ran only two steps before her legs went weak and she fell directly on the lawn.

"Pahji——!"

Face on the ground.

Fortunately, the lawn was soft and there was no pain from the fall.

The little girl climbed up without thinking, crawled forward on all fours, dragging her big tail.

Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras!

Isabella almost shed tears qwq

She doesn't want to go to school.

Climbing to the terrace door, you can touch the door handle right before your eyes——

Hope is at hand!

Suddenly, the body was suspended in the air.

"..."

Arthur caught up with him easily, picked up Isabella's tail and stuffed it into his arms.

Patting the grass clippings on the cub's knees, the boy smiled cheerfully with a hint of schadenfreude, as if to say, "Give up, you can't run away, just go to school for me."

Arthur carried Isabella back to the center of the lawn.

"I haven't finished what I just said! So the second option is to wait until the next time the college recruits new students before you start school."

Arthur touched his chin and suggested seriously, "But we all think it's better for you to choose the first one."

Seeing that she really couldn't run away, Isabella sat down on the lawn dejectedly, raised her short and fat calf and kicked Arthur angrily.

"I don't choose either!"

"I don't want to go to school!"

As he spoke, he glared resentfully at the quiet elf not far away.

It's all Lance's fault for bringing him to school!

She wants to have a cold war with him!

Separated!

"Actually, it's quite interesting..." Lydia, who was lying on her back basking in the sun, raised her face and interjected in a low voice.

But Lydia didn't say much. After barely holding back this sentence, she quietly shrank into a big black ball of wool.

"That's right." Carlos nodded as a veteran.

They are all lobbyists invited by the elves.

Come and persuade Isabella to go to school.

While the red-furred fox was talking, he nuzzled up to Isabella without leaving any trace.

"As a veteran fisherman, I can share with you various ways to be happy and lazy, and to ensure that you can survive until graduation easily and painlessly."

Arthur on the side: "..." Hey, isn't this blatantly teaching bad children!

Senior Lance, stop him!

But Lancelot was always quiet and indifferent, as if isolated from the world.

Even when Arthur and the cub hugged each other just now, he only moved his fingertips slightly twice, and then stopped moving.

The elf lowered his eyes quietly, and there seemed to be a layer of mist under the golden eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Isabella was attracted by the "fishing method" mentioned by Carlos, and her attention was focused on the fox.

She curiously asked: "How to catch fish? Can I sleep in, be late and skip class?"

If only I could be as relaxed and free as usual...

Isabella thought about it and realized that she didn't seem to be that resistant to going to school.

She just doesn't like being restrained.

Carlos: "Fishing..."

The emerald eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze ran across the cub's big silver tail.

He discovered that Isabella's body had been growing rapidly since she woke up, dozens of days after she last slept.

Although her height and appearance have not changed much, her tail is almost as long as Lancelot's arm. Like a big soft silver-white pillow, it is round and shiny and feels great to the touch.

Seeing that the fox was silent after just the beginning of his words, Isabella moved her buttocks and wanted to get close to the fox and continue to listen to him "share his experience as a scumbag."

As she moved, a large section of her tail was exposed under the tutu, and a disobedient scale caught the fabric of the lining skirt.

"Tear--"

There was a small tearing sound, like the sound of the seams of a skirt falling apart.

Isabella turned her head and looked behind her, pouted and muttered, "Troublesome tail."

Then, as usual, I smoothed out the small scales that caught my skirt.

Skirts with threads hanging out have become the norm these days.

Lancelot mended Isabella's skirt almost every day. Sometimes if the crack was too big, he would make a new skirt for her.

This time only one thread was hooked and the skirt was not torn.

Isabella didn't care.

She patted the dust off her butt and got up from the ground.

Isabella is now adept at rolling and crawling in any shape, and can occasionally walk for more than ten minutes.

But it won't work at any further distance, the tail is too heavy.

Thinking of this, the violent dragon lady gave her tail a kick without ceremony.

The tip of her tail hanging on the ground was kicked directly into the air by her, and then hit hard again.

"boom!"

There was a burst of grass clippings flying on the lawn.

"When can this tail be put away?"

Isabella puffed her cheeks and made an annoyed sound.

On the way back from the last mission, out of curiosity, she ate the piece of eggshell that Eric asked her to put in his notebook.

Isabella didn't want to eat much, she just wanted to take a bite and taste it.

Unexpectedly, the eggshell that had been stored in the notebook for dozens of days was as soft as a piece of jelly. Before I could bite it, it slipped directly into my stomach.

Then it's like taking growth hormone by mistake.

In just three days, the tail has grown into what it is now.

As if to maintain balance spontaneously, the cub's legs also changed, becoming much thicker than before.

This time there was a lot of flesh on the ankle, which looked more like two fat white radishes.

So fat qwq

Isabella blamed all the reasons on her tail, and she looked displeased every day.

Carlos spoke up at the right time, proposing new conditions to lure the cub to school, "The Mage Tower has a special transformation spell that teaches students to hide their physical characteristics. If you learn the transformation spell after you go to school, you won't be bothered by the tail~"

"Eh-?" Isabella was a little moved.

"But isn't the transformation of the beast race only related to one's own physical development?"

This seems to be the knowledge that Lancelot mentioned when he read "The Evolution of Mammals" to her before.

Isabella scratched her head, did she remember it wrong?

"Well, you're right. But the transformation spell..." Carlos, a scumbag, was asked.

He is good at drawing various auxiliary magic circles. This kind of magic is more direct to operate, but he doesn't really understand the principle of it.

"Yes, Bella, you remember correctly. Magic cannot change your true state, and the transformation spell can only temporarily cover it up."

Lancelot on the side finally stopped keeping quiet and explained.

"Oh, I know."

Isabella glanced at the elf lightly, then turned her tail and pointed her butt towards him.

He also made a loud "hum" in his mouth.

cold war! Separated!

She wasn't kidding.

Seeing Isabella deliberately ignoring him, Lancelot was also helpless.

In the past few days since returning to the academy, the little girl has been sulking with him for various reasons. When angry, she turns her back to him and refuses all communication.

Obviously there were times when nothing happened between the two of them.

Isabella just wanted to cause trouble and quarrel on purpose, and tried every means to make him angry.

Lancelot didn't know what was wrong with Isabella.

He wanted to have a good talk with Isabella, but every time before the conversation even started, the cub would make a fuss and want to run away from home with the quilt in his arms.

It really made the elf with the best temper so angry that he couldn't help but want to beat her up.

But spanking a child is definitely wrong.

Even if it is my first time to take care of a child, I have no experience at all. Lancelot also knew that violence should never be done to cubs.

Moreover, there is a level of friendship between him and Isabella.

Lancelot persuaded himself to look away. Isabella was acting like this now because she had reached the rebellious stage. After this period of time, she would definitely become the familiar appearance to him again.

Other things can wait, but school is imminent.

There was no other way, so Lancelot had to call Arthur and the others, hoping to coax Isabella to go to school happily.

"Ah, yes, yes, Lance is right. That's the principle." Carlos nodded sharply in succession.

While he was talking, his eyes were glued to the tail of the dragon cub.

The fluffy red fox head moved back and forth next to the cub, seizing the right opportunity to stick to it and rub it up and down.

Take a deep breath——

Ah, the scent of the dragon!

The fox sheds tears.

Mom, Zai Zai is promising (bushi)

"Hey, senior..."

Isabella grabbed the fox's head, which was about to lift up her skirt, and said wordlessly, "Senior, your beauty filter is going to be broken here."

Carlos bent his eyes and hummed twice, as if he was coquettish and refused to leave. He offered his tail to Isabella to play with in exchange for the hope that he could continue to lie on her tail.

The beauty is Carlos, the ninth-grade senior of Mage Tower. He is just an ordinary vixen.

This is the tail of the most powerful race in the beast race!

Although it is still small now, it looks soft and cute, and is completely harmless.

But as a red-furred fox who is extremely good at picking out golden thighs, Carlos keenly sensed a hint of danger hidden in Isabella's tail.

Especially as Isabella's figure grew longer and longer, and she was completely unguarded against Carlos, the fox could clearly feel the sense of security emanating from the dragon's tail.

I can completely imagine the wonderful scene in the future when the giant dragon spreads its sharp wings, looks fierce and protective, and protects the delicate fox in its arms!

In order to have a more suitable size match, Carlos also quietly reduced his body size a little so that he could lie on Miss Dragon's tail more peacefully.

Carlos leaned close to the cub's ear, lowered his voice, and his deep magnetic voice was full of temptation, "Bella, how about we make a deal?"

"You lend me your tail, and I'll give you my whole body in a package."

Isabella: "...???"

What?

What does it mean to give it to her in a package?

Is food delivered to your door for free?

Isabella pondered for a moment.

After a long while, he nodded "reluctantly" and said slowly, "If you are willing, it is actually not impossible..."

Although Isabella does not eat intelligent creatures in principle, if the other party voluntarily wants to be eaten——

Miss Dragon was happy to grant his little wish.

Thinking of this, the two rows of blunt and cute teeth in the cub's mouth slowly turned into fine and sharp dragon teeth. As she opened her mouth slightly to lick her tongue, a cold silver light flashed at the tips of the teeth.

Isabella's eyes gradually condensed into pure silver.

The hunting instinct of the beast made her stare closely at the most vulnerable part of the fox's neck, as if thinking about how to get her mouth shut.

Then, I heard the fox say happily, "It's agreed, I'll book the first spot on your tail in advance!"

As the head of the large ferocious beasts on the continent, the prototype of the giant dragon clan is huge. Just spreading a pair of wings can block the light from most of the city. Their tails will also become extremely long and thick, covered with sharp and sharp dragon scales.

It is rumored that the dragon scale on the tail of an adult dragon is twice as big as the head of a normal human.

Carlos felt that he could shrink down to just the right size, stick to Isabella's tail, and be the safest salty fox on the entire continent.

Carlos looked forward to a bright future with a sweet look on his face, "From now on, my body will be filled with the most ferocious smell of the dragon clan. Then I will no longer be afraid of annoying people who want to fight with me!"

Isabella: “………………”

Gee.

Excited for nothing.