The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Bella, can we make a small agreement?"

After memorizing the book for a while, the elf found that the cub seemed to be unable to concentrate and the speed of absorbing knowledge was very low.

I am obviously reading word by word, but obviously no knowledge has entered my brain. My eyes are empty, and my thoughts have gone nowhere.

The elf took a few gold coins and put them in the cub's hands.

She stopped teaching for a while and let Isabella eat some snacks to replenish her energy.

With a dull expression, Isabella mechanically took a few bites of the gold coin and looked out the window.

Blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, gentle wind.

But she can only stay with boring textbooks.

So annoying.

After a while, Isabella looked at Lancelot again and asked, "What agreement?"

Lancelot looked worried.

This situation is mentioned in parenting books.

No matter how old the cubs are, they may not be able to sit still in front of the desk. At this time, it is recommended that parents not force them to continue studying.

Taking them out to relax appropriately can effectively improve their learning speed.

Lancelot himself had never had this kind of experience, so he never thought about it, and he didn't even notice that Isabella was becoming increasingly lethargic.

In the past, I always thought that time was tight, and I wanted to let the cub learn more knowledge so that he could get a good grade at the end of the semester.

Now that I think about it, it is indeed a bit difficult for Isabella.

Lancelot felt a little guilty.

Especially when I saw Isabella's listless look, she even ate gold coins slowly and slowly in small bites.

"Click... click, click..."

Like an old clock with broken hands, the hands move intermittently without strength.

The elf felt even more uncomfortable.

He and Isabella were good friends, but he didn't pay attention to his friend's thoughts all the time.

"After memorizing five pages every day, I will take you out to play for two hours in the evening. How about it?"

The elf made a rough calculation and found that with this speed of endorsement, the first round could be memorized in almost ten days. After reviewing and recalling for a few days, he would give some core test questions to help Isabella consolidate her knowledge.

After one and a half months, I will definitely pass the exam perfectly.

"Five pages——"

Isabella exclaimed, grinning in pain, "It's good if I can memorize five lines of Chinese characters! Oh damn God of Light, what boring questions do your descendants give you!"

Lancelot could not understand her pain at all.

It will only get her endorsement.

endorsement! endorsement! endorsement!

After reciting it, could she get an extra gold coin out of thin air? !

No, you can't.

Isabella was irritated.

Whether her grades are good or bad, he doesn't care at all. Anyway, after graduation, she could go home and unlock the endless gold coins in the cave. There was no need for her to study hard at all.

Only Lancelot is obsessive-compulsive and wants to be perfect in everything.

Even wanting her to be perfect too.

Isabella was too lazy to speak. She pushed the book directly to the middle of the table, jumped off the high stool, and walked out without looking back.

Lancelot looked a little at a loss.

I didn't expect Isabella to react so strongly, and she was still resisting.

He stared blankly at the cub's back, "Bella..."

Isabella thought he was going to ask her to endorse again.

He said impatiently, "I know, I know, I'll memorize it when I get back soon!"

"Don't bother me now."

Saying that, she ran out the door directly holding up her skirt.

There was a crackling sound, the sound of the cub's tail hitting the stairs. But she didn't mind the pain, and just wanted to leave the study that made her feel irritable.

Also leave the elf who only lets her learn.

"boom!"

The sound of the door closing in the bedroom downstairs.

Then there was complete silence.

-

After returning to the room, Isabella's mouth drooped and she was very unhappy. He didn't even bother to take off his shoes and just threw himself on the bed.

My whole face was buried in the soft pillow, and I didn't want to turn over for a long time.

However, I had to turn over.

The skirt...the bustle of the big tutu cut into her tail.

"Ah damn tail..."

While Isabella struggled to take off her clothes, taking off her outer skirt and bustle, she took out her notebook from the ring and wanted to chat with Eric.

She had to get rid of this tail no matter what, it was such a hindrance!

Especially as summer is getting closer, Lidya can wear shorts and small skirts, revealing her two slender white legs. She is the only one who still wears this kind of layered skirt.

It looks good, and Lancelot also uses the best and most breathable materials, so Isabella won't feel any discomfort.

but……

She also wants to wear something light and show off her legs qwq

There were two knocks on the window.

A gray fly flew to the somewhat transparent Fetion and stopped quietly outside the window.

It's Lydia's Fetion.

Like herself, she is so quiet that she doesn't want anyone to notice her.

"agree."

The content of the letter was very short, informing Professor Isabella that the two of them had agreed to team up to complete the task.

Lydia didn't want to waste any more energy talking nonsense. If Fetion was improved and upgraded to be able to directly transmit brain waves, she would definitely be the first to rush to buy it.

But Isabella talks a lot of nonsense.

She asked curiously: "Lily, how did you do it?"

"That's great. The professor is really kind-hearted! Oh, by the way, what race is Professor Tinasi? Let's treat him to dinner next time~"

Isabella still doesn't give up on this delicious beast.

"No need," Lydia replied.

Lydia decided to do a good deed every day and let the poor teacher Longkou escape from danger.

Isabella was a little disappointed.

Through the loose cotton petticoat, the little girl touched her round and soft belly, and reluctantly put the gold coin in her hand that Lancelot had just given to her to make her happy.

Alas, no matter how delicious home-cooked food is, you will really get tired of it if you eat too much.

Miss Dragon wants to eat meat.

Various, different varieties, of meat.

"You still can't breathe fire, right?"

After Isabella thought her conversation with Lydia was over, a new flying message flew by the window.

After the second grade begins, there will be formal magic teaching courses.

Including basic magic circle making, basic magic spells, and even potion making require magic blessing. Unlike the first grade, you just need to put in various materials.

The students in the Mage Tower have all awakened their mage talents and are able to master them. Moreover, the students who can pass the entrance examination and enter the Clavia Magic Academy are not low in talent, and their accuracy in controlling their talents is higher than other ordinary peers in the mainland.

Only Isabella...

Lydia remembered the last time in the Forbidden Forest, Miss Dragon scared Jenny away by spitting.

Very funny though.

But it does reveal that she is not yet able to master her own talents.

Isabella wasn't too worried about this.

"It's a small problem, I have a solution."

Isabella wrote back, "If I still can't squeeze out some sparks in these two months, I'll just grow up a little bit."

Lydia: "?"

What does it mean to grow up a little bit?

Miss Maomao was extremely confused when she received the Fetion letter.

Can Isabella's growth rate be controlled artificially?

Does Senior Lance know about this...

"Lance doesn't know, baby Lily." As if thinking of Lydia's thoughts, Isabella said with a smile, "If I grow up too fast, Lance won't be willing to sleep in the same bed with me."

Lydia: "..."

Okay, that's somewhat understandable.

Lydia herself... actually secretly hid her true age from Arthur.

The growth rate of the giant cats in their childhood is much higher than that of humans. According to the development situation, Lydia has already entered adulthood when she came to the academy.

But she really liked being raised by Arthur as his sister. Lying quietly in a small ball next to him every day would make her feel extra safe.

Anyway, there is no need to use your brain to make up a reason to deceive a man like Arthur who only knows how to fight with a heavy sword.

After finishing her conversation with Lydia, Isabella decided to try breathing fire.

The little girl stood by the window, puffing up her cheeks, trying hard to hold her breath and gain strength, and her belly was also swollen.

Then, he suddenly relaxed and exhaled air forcefully.

"Ah - bah bah bah!"

No.

Still can only spit.

Isabella guiltily wiped away the few drops of water that splashed on the glass window.

After wiping it for a few times, it suddenly stopped.

Glass……

Two holes were corroded from the glass by her saliva! ! !

w(°p°)w! ! ?

A breeze passed by outside the window, followed the two medium-sized holes, and blew onto Isabella's face, causing her long silver-white hair to float gently in the air.

Isabella: "..." It's over, he did something bad again.

-

Lancelot did not immediately go to the bedroom to find Isabella.

He sat in his study and meditated quietly for a long time, and then deleted and revised the focus of the new version of the test points.

This time, the fifty pages were changed to twenty pages.

He deleted all the principles, the ins and outs of some knowledge and theories, and the reasoning process that would not be written in the exam.

In the past, he always hoped that Isabella could know more knowledge, and even in the most secret corner of his heart, he didn't know when he had a thought, "It would be great if she could have the same hobbies as him." .

The elf's hobby is learning, and he can happily do experiments in the laboratory for ten and a half days.

But obviously, Isabella is not.

After today, Lancelot finally realized that he had done something wrong.

He shouldn't impose his ideas on Isabella.

Lancelot returned to the room with a notebook that had been updated and deleted, and was visibly thinner by more than half. He stood by the door and hesitated, whether he should knock on the door or go in directly.

He found that the door was unlocked, as if there was a small crack left just for him.

Lancelot blinked his golden eyes, his clear eyes like a mirror lake.

He clearly remembered that when Isabella first returned to the room, she slammed the door shut.

just now……

Are you relieved?

The elf's mood, which had been depressed all afternoon, gradually relaxed.

A faint smile flashed across his eyes.

Bella is so cute.

Lancelot opened the door.

The cub had already changed into his pajamas and was sitting obediently in the middle of the big bed, with his long, soft silver-white hair cascading down.

There were two large, fluffy and soft pillows placed behind her. Her silver-white fat tail swayed to one side, arching up a large fat shape in the quilt.

Isabella put her hands on the quilt and looked at the elf with her two crystal clear grape eyes. Her bright eyes looked pure and innocent, which made Lancelot feel soft in her heart.

There was only a small lamp on the bedside in the room.

The dim yellow light was very weak, causing the elf who walked in from the bright light outside to subconsciously squint his eyes.

Lancelot noticed that the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows had been drawn early.

What time is it now...

"Bella, are you going to sleep?" the elf asked gently.

It was as if Isabella's tantrum in the afternoon hadn't happened.

Isabella didn't look as angry as before.

The little girl blinked and said softly, "Yes, Lance."

"Okay, let's go to bed early today."

Lancelot put the notebook in his hand on the small table and planned to bring up the topic of study with Isabella tomorrow.

He walked to the window and made a habit of checking whether the window was closed.

The cold white slender fingertips were just about to touch the curtain.

"Lance!"

The cub's tail hidden under the quilt was slightly taut, and its scales stood up involuntarily.

The elf turned around, "What's wrong?"

Isabella forced a smile, her foggy blue eyes trying to look harmless.

"I've closed the window."

Lancelot rolled his eyes and praised, "Bella will know when she grows up that she has to close the window."

With that said, the elf took back his hand.

Isabella: Escaped.