The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Ah... so sleepy."

The three of them were walking back to the hotel.

The night was getting darker at this time, and there was no one on the road.

After confirming that this mission was completed, Isabella stretched herself greatly, and her eyelids began to twitch.

She complained in a low voice, "I still have reports to write when I get back. I really hate this kind of writing work. I hope I can get out of the misery of being a student as soon as possible."

Lidya's expression was not relaxed. She counted down her final plans one by one with her fingers, "Yeah, the final is coming soon. I have accumulated a bunch of courses that I haven't had time to review, and I still have to sort out my notes and after-class preparations." Practice, and experimental data from the magic circle course..."

Isabella was not so nervous.

Although they were all taking the same class, the clever dragon lady had already used the excuse of asking Lancelot to help with her homework, and tricked the simple elf into helping her calculate the correct values ​​​​for the experimental part. .

After going back this time, as long as you copy a cheat sheet and make an exact copy of the magic circle, you can successfully fish in troubled waters.

As expected of her, hehe!

Isabella pulled Lidya's sleeve and whispered in her ear to show off, "I have the correct answer to the experimental data. Do you want a copy?"

Lydia was suspicious: "You can do it??! It's definitely impossible, oh... Senior Lance did it?"

Maomao looked shocked, his eyes widened as if his tail had been stepped on, and he carefully looked up and down at the smiling white-haired girl in front of him.

"No, how could Senior Lance..."

This time the elf senior made an exception to intervene in the mission, and Lydia could still understand that he was concerned about Isabella's health. An orc from the neutral camp who is not yet an adult will feel unwell in the polar night, so I hope she will end her mission and go home as soon as possible.

Therefore, it is understandable to open a small stove.

But if she even helps her complete her final homework...

If it weren't for the elf's brilliant blond hair and gentle and cold aura that was so unique, Lydia would have suspected that he was not Lancelot.

Have you already doted on me unconditionally? ?

What magic power does Isabella have that can make even the most principled elves give up their faith for her?

It’s incredible!

"Shh-"

Isabella was born with a thicker skin than the city wall, and she felt a little embarrassed under Lidya's surprised eyes.

She scratched the back of her head and said, "I mixed that question with my daily homework and gave it to him. I said it was a preview of sample questions assigned by the tutor in advance, so...hehe, you know."

Lidya: "..." As expected of you, the king of fishing!

"Anyway, it's useless for me to learn these things. I really don't know why my brother kicked me out of the house to go to school..."

Thinking of the conversation she had with her nagging brother in her cave a few days ago, Isabella's expression was quite puzzling.

As she grew older, Eric slowly told her that part of the dragon clan's most powerful fighting power came from their bone wings, which were harder and sharper than steel armor, and the other part came from their mouths that could be used at any time. The hell dragon flames spewed out.

The dragon flames of a mature dragon are enough to burn everything in the world. As dragons age, the fire available to them grows in intensity. ,

Eric said without bragging that back then he could burn a whole village dry with a single burst of fire, and ordinary water could not even extinguish his dragon flames.

All races on the continent, when they hear the reputation of Lord Eric the Dragon, will lower their heads and step aside humbly and timidly.

It sounds really majestic.

Immortal life and strong recovery ability. Coupled with the innate and never-extinguished flame, it is enough to burn everything.

No wonder the giant dragon tribe became the overlord of the continent.

So, after Isabella discovered that she could finally breathe fire instead of spitting, she couldn't wait to try her dragon flames.

While Lancelot was not at home, Isabella ran to the bathroom and locked the door. Several pieces of fresh beef and bird eggs were placed in front of her, and a large pool of water was prepared to put out the fire. After making sure that everything was ready - —

"Ouch-"

Spew out a few sparks.

No, no, her posture must be wrong.

Isabella returned to her dragon form and opened her mouth again: "Ouch——"

A mouthful of hot flames spurted out of his mouth and quickly ignited the food placed in front of him.

But before Isabella could get excited, the flame went out the next second.

Isabella: "???"

With a puzzled look on her face, she checked the food used for the experiment and was shocked to find——

Not to mention that the beef is not cooked yet, even the bird eggs are only seven degrees cooked! !

Too humiliating!

"You are still far away, my dear little Bella." Eric wrote in his notebook to tell her, "At least you will have to wait until you slowly eat up the remaining eggshells and grow for another thousand or two thousand years. To get to where I am now.”

One or two thousand years seems like a long time.

But for a giant dragon with endless years, it would probably pass in the blink of an eye.

But this incident also illustrates a problem.

A certain legend about the dragon clan that has been passed down by many people on the mainland is actually wrong.

The dragons are not fire magicians.

The dragon flames in their bodies are born with them. Unlike other races, they are not able to emit dragon flames after stimulating their talent for fire magic.

In other words, even if you don't go through the academy and your magic level stays at the initial level, it will not affect the extremely strong combat effectiveness of a giant dragon.

So from Isabella's point of view, most of the magic courses she is learning now are really meaningless.

Anyway, after her dragon wings are spread out, she can withstand most physical and magical attacks on the mainland. And her dragon flame is the source of the dragon's strongest attack power.

Therefore, there is no need to turn into a human form and stand in front of the magic circle like a stupid goose and recite spells. Every time during a single match in the duel field, Isabella would see the mage of the same grade across from her, clumsily stumbling and reciting spells, and she would feel like dozing off.

boring!

But Isabella never mentioned it to anyone else.

For tens of thousands of years, many giant dragons have been mysterious existences in the eyes of everyone, leaving almost no information about them on the mainland.

When Isabella arrived, she instinctively did not want to talk about matters within her own race to others without any additional reminder from Eric.

Not even Lancelot can know.

-

After parting ways with Lydia on the first floor of the hotel, Francis thought of Isabella's complaints just now and really thought she had been kicked out of the house by her brother.

"Bella, does your family treat you badly?"

The white-haired rabbit's eyes were slightly drooped, with a distressed expression.

Isabella: "Uh..."

No, Eric was very kind to her. But how to explain it? She just casually complained about the daily life of the two of them.

Francis mistook Isabella's hesitation at this moment because she didn't want to mention her annoying family members, so her expression became gentler and she gently held the little girl's hand.

He squatted in front of Isabella, raised his head slightly, and showed a comforting smile, "Since you call me brother, I will be your family from now on, okay?"

Senior Rabbit was covered in holy light, and a small ball of light golden light emerged from his palm, passing along the hand held by Isabella.

Delicious late night snack 1.

Then another ball of light.

Delicious late night snack 2.

A steady stream of delicacies filled Miss Dragon's belly and her mouth, which was best at lying.

Isabella immediately decided not to explain.

Frances probably wouldn't have a chance to get to know her brother anyway, so having one more excuse to ask him to eat the ball of light would be a windfall.

So Isabella nodded decisively and said nonsense, "Yes, my brother always bullied me before, didn't give me food, and made me work hard every day."

"Oh, poor little Bella..."

The innocent rabbit believed it without hesitation and stroked the little girl's head lovingly.

"I hope all the troubles and sorrows in the world will stay away from you."

Isabella obediently followed his strength and rubbed her furry head against Francis' palm.

In the dead of night, the dark corridor on the second floor was empty. There were only two white-haired boys and girls wearing the same gorgeous clothes, returning to the hotel in night dew.

The young man bent one knee slightly, squatting in front of the girl's gorgeous and soft skirt, and raised his face slightly to look at her. Both of them have exquisite and beautiful looks, their hands are folded, and their eyes are looking at each other.

The shining holy light floats in the empty night like broken gold, like a beautiful oil painting that has been passed down for thousands of years.

After a while, the girl in the oil painting lightly opened her red lips, and her voice was as sweet and sweet as a rose: "Brother, can you help me write the mission report?"

"This is what worries me the most right now."

Francis: “………………”

Even though he is the most innocent and harmless rabbit, he still has self-doubt of being deceived.

Is the seemingly petite Isabella in front of me really a pitiful little girl?

But if he didn't immediately refute his promise, Francis could only nod silently.

He secretly thought that if it was a "distress" like homework, he would let her bear it personally next time.

"I'll write it for you this time, but I won't do it next time."

Isabella: "...嘤qwq."

I thought I had finally found a long-term free labor force to write my homework, but it turned out that this rabbit was also very rigid, just like Lancelot, and she was forced to learn by herself.

This world sucks!

"..."

Isabella was dejected, as if she had completely resigned herself to her fate, and slowly followed Francis back to the room.

"boom".

A soft sound.

The sound of the door closing and locking.

After that, there was a long silence.

After an unknown amount of time, at the end of the dark corridor of the hotel, at the corner staircase leading to the third floor, a tall figure wearing a dark cloak slowly walked out.

The cloak is ankle-length, and the color is so rich that it almost blends in with the night under the polar night.

Under the wide hood, the young man slowly raised his eyes.

The cold white side face was hidden in the gloom, with only a pair of pure golden eyes, like the bright moon in the endless dark night.

He stared quietly at the closed door.

It's as if the universe and time have stopped at this moment.

Until the first bird chirping outside the window, chirping through the dark night. The pure white wings passed between the clouds, dispersing the mist and haze hidden in the night, bringing in the rising sun the next day.

The street market gradually became lively and noisy.

Someone shouted in the distance, floating along the air, seemingly far away.

A new day begins.