The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Lance~Lance~Dear Lance~"

Isabella began to act coquettishly, like a soft little sugar cake, with a tilde in her voice.

"My favorite——"

"Bella, sit down."

Lancelot's ears turned red from the shouts, and he hurriedly supported Isabella.

The girl leaning on his shoulder was like ice cream that had melted in the sun, sticking to his body with a sticky texture, and her little white-haired head kept digging into his arms.

It's not like Lancelot has never been close to Isabella.

In the past, the two of them would sit side by side on the big blanket in the study and read on every day off. But at that time, Isabella was just leaning on his shoulder, not like today...

His whole face was almost buried in his clothes.

Isabella lied: "No, no, I want to rely on you."

Seeing that the collar was about to be rubbed open by her face, and a section of jade-white skin was faintly exposed inside, the elf couldn't help it anymore, and accurately grasped the back of the little girl's collar with his big hands, and pulled her back.

Isabella: "?"

The elf coughed lightly, his eyelashes trembling as he tilted his face, "Ahem, please tell me what you have to say."

He was holding Isabella with one hand and covering the half-open collar with the other hand, just like a little daughter-in-law being teased by a bully.

Isabella was stunned for a moment, holding a handful of blond hair in her hand and refusing to let go. She stretched her neck and continued to act coquettishly, ignoring the collar she was holding, "Lance, give me a hug."

Lancelot shook his head and refused in a principled manner: "Bella, we agreed that I will only hug you if you return to your animal form."

"We have an agreement, right?"

Isabella stopped and said: "..."

When Isabella was about to graduate from first grade, Lancelot proposed to sleep separately, on the grounds that she was no longer a cub and sleeping in the same bed was not suitable.

Fortunately, the clever dragon owner had guessed that the elf would say such things. At that time, the bouquet seemed to be "picked by herself", but in fact it was free flowers from the rabbit senior, just to coax the elf to continue with her. sleep.

Fortunately, the effect is good.

The elf agreed that as long as Isabella returns to her beast form, the two can continue to get along as before.

Isabella happily agreed.

Anyway, to her, there is no difference between animal form and human form. As long as she can sleep with a delicious and delicious elf at night, she can do anything.

But now...

Isabella felt aggrieved, "But I'm on a mission now and I'm not allowed to change back. Just be accommodating and give me a hug."

"No, Bella." Lancelot looked at the little girl pouting and looking unhappy. His heart softened for a moment, and he almost let go and let her fall into his arms.

But he quickly regained his composure.

The elf looked calm and unmoved, and said seriously: "What has been agreed cannot be changed."

Isabella: "..."

There was nothing to refute, and he lowered his eyebrows obediently.

The broken hair on the forehead fell to the side of the face, and the ends of the eyes were slightly drooped, as if he was extremely wronged, but he was stuffy in his heart and refused to say it out.

Isabella was rarely quiet at this moment. Her silver hair contrasted with her snow-white complexion, which was somewhat transparent, like a white mist of nothingness that could be blown away by a passing gust of wind.

Lancelot's heart suddenly dropped.

The fingers that were still holding Isabella's collar tightened slightly, and the finger bones turned white.

At that moment, I actually had an inexplicable feeling... that if I didn't grab it hard, Isabella would disappear.

Lancelot pursed his lips when he saw Isabella was silent.

Was what he just said harsh?

The elf was conflicted and blamed himself. He hoped that Isabella could learn to abide by the agreement. The two had clearly agreed that only the animal form could hug her.

But at the same time, he couldn't see Isabella's aggrieved look. If she showed any sad expression, Lancelot would want to lift his fingertips to smooth away the unhappiness in her eyebrows.

"Bella, I..." Lancelot hesitated to speak.

The hand holding Isabella's collar also slowly let go.

How about letting her hold her for a while? It doesn't seem like it's really impossible?

The elf gradually convinced himself.

After all, the two haven't seen each other for a long time. It is normal for Isabella to like him so much and want to get close and hug him.

and so……

Lancelot made a decision in his heart, his throat rolled slightly, and he tried to prepare himself mentally.

He slowly opened his arms, intending to welcome the little girl flying toward her, "Hold..." me.

But Isabella said: "Indeed, Lance, you are right."

She continued to hold a handful of blond hair in her hand and hid it in her sleeve. After ensuring a safe food supply, she raised her head and looked at the elf.

With a very open and understanding look, he said, "What we have agreed upon before cannot be changed at will."

Lancelot was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand Isabella's sudden change of attitude.

A little girl who loves to be mischievous and coquettish suddenly becomes reasonable, which makes people feel a sense of chaos and outrageousness.

The elf suppressed the inexplicable feeling of loss in his heart and put a smile on his face again.

He wanted to encourage Isabella's current behavior, and it was a good habit to abide by the agreement, which meant that the little girl had grown up.

"You're right, Bella. I'm glad you think so."

Isabella also grinned, her bright eyes filled with silver light. As if she suddenly thought of a wonderful solution to the problem, her tone was brisk and full of expectation:

"Lance can't hug me today, mainly because my mission hasn't been completed yet. So——"

"Why don't you help me finish the task early? Let's go to the academy together and then we can continue hugging~"

Thinking that her idea was great, Isabella nodded to herself and looked at the elf with a smile, "Lance, do you think what I said is right~"

Lancelot: "………………"

Known as the most intelligent and powerful mage in the academy, Lancelot's title is never empty.

Lancelot could instantly guess what Isabella was thinking after just listening to half of the sentence. Sometimes he just didn't want to think deeply, blindly believing that every word Isabella said was true.

But today, her desire to fish was too obvious.

The elf closed his eyes.

I was struggling in my heart just now, trying to resist my shy instinct to hug Isabella so that she would no longer show a sad and lost expression——

The person who did all this seemed to be acting on his own initiative.

After a while, Miss Dragon heard the elf's ethereal voice and asked word by word: "Do you really want to get close to me, or do you want to -" rely on me to cheat to complete the task?

Without blinking, Isabella interrupted the elf's speculation: "Of course I want to get close to you!"

"We are best friends and we are meant to be together all the time."

best friend.

These five simple words were spoken by the little girl in the briskest tone, as if she didn't take them seriously.

But it is just such casual words that can explain the true thoughts in the heart.

Lancelot could feel that Isabella was not lying this time.

best friend...

The joy in his heart was about to overflow, and the elf couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and his eyes shimmered little by little.

It's like the mountains, forests, lakes and seas at the beginning of dawn are welcoming the rising sun again.

He smiled softly and said, "Bella, we will always be each other's best friends."

It would be better if you could be your only friend...

Lancelot lowered his eyes slightly, thinking of the student from the Tower of Light, Francis, whom he saw next to Isabella today.

He recalled that when the two walked side by side, their movements were casual and natural. It was obvious that they often played together and developed this invisible tacit understanding.

So, when did they develop a tacit understanding?

Thinking about being in the academy, Isabella would come home from school on time every night, read and play with him in the study room, and talk about the new and interesting things she encountered in class.

Isabella loves to talk so much and loves to share her life with people. She wants to stay with him every day and never leave him.

How come so many times, but never mentioned, a student named Francis.

Was it an accident?

Do you think it's not worth mentioning?

If that's the case, that's for the best.

if not……

Lancelot touched the little girl's head tenderly, and under her blank and innocent eyes, he took the initiative to hold her over and rest his head on his shoulder.

"Bella, be good, okay?"

Isabella: "Be good and tell me how to do the task?"

Lancelot smiled.

"Okay, be good and I'll tell you everything."

Be good.

Let us be each other's only friends.