The reserve food raised is the Elf King

"Jenny and Arthur are engaged."

The invitation for the family marriage has been officially sent to the Sissel Palace. Waiting for this summer vacation, the two will hold a grand engagement ceremony in the most prosperous banquet hall of the palace.

"..."

There was silence on the other side, and there was no expected surprised reaction from Isabella.

Lydia raised her head and met a pair of big foggy blue eyes full of confusion.

Miss Julong was confused and twitched her lips in embarrassment, "Lily, are you telling me a bad joke? These are all old jokes, and they are colder than dinner the night before."

No wonder Isabella didn't believe it.

At the end of the first grade, Jenny ran up to the two of them in person and showed off that she was going to get engaged to Arthur when she returned home.

As a result, there was no news after I returned home, and I didn't even come to school.

This time, what if Jenny is bragging again?

"it is true."

Lydia sighed quietly and took out an invitation with silver letters on a black background from her pocket. The envelope had the crests of the two families and portraits of the betrothed parties.

"The invitation to the engagement party has been sent to me."

Confirming Lydia's expression again, Isabella instantly screamed: "……………………What the hell??!"

"Arthur, and Jenny?"

Isabella repeated it again, picked up the invitation and looked over it twice, as if trying to read Jenny's name and portrait into a flower.

"Jenny...Jenny..."

Isabella lowered her head and recited a few words in a low voice, then suddenly raised her face and asked a very nonsensical question with a serious look on her face, "Lily, do you think it is possible for this Jenny to suddenly jump to the sixth grade and then suddenly change her identity?" Becoming Arthur’s senior sister?”

Lydia: "?"

Isabella would not be stunned by this news.

These are all strange ideas, how come they are even more outrageous than the imagination of someone like her who loves to watch.

Isabella herself felt that this idea was not very reliable.

His whole little face instantly wrinkled into a white bun, and he kept muttering in a low voice, "This is impossible..."

Of course it is impossible.

Lydia thought Isabella was distressed for her, so she stood up and sat down next to the little girl, raised her hand and gently rubbed her head.

"Okay, don't be depressed."

Lydia's voice was rare and gentle, not as dull and emotionless as usual.

"My relationship with Arthur... was not what you imagined. I knew very early on that he and I would never get married."

Lydia said softly, subconsciously raising her hand and touching the strand of white hair on her forehead.

Humans rarely intermarry with beasts.

What's more, it's a human noble, someone like her who can't even be considered a formal orc...a half-orc.

Not to mention whether Arthur's family will accept her, even Lydia herself will not choose Arthur, a human race, as her final future partner.

After all, if humans marry other races, no matter how noble their status is, the children born will live in darkness.

Lydia herself is a perfect example.

She didn't want her future children to have such a difficult life as her.

Lydia smiled and comforted Isabella: "I'm just a little confused today. I don't know how to get along with Jenny next time. If Arthur really marries her in the future..."

Lydia didn't understand why Arthur followed the family's arrangement and got engaged to Jenny.

Obviously, when the two of them left King Sissel City and came to the academy, they had agreed to completely get rid of the shackles of the family and be the happiest selves.

But now...

Forget it, Lydia didn't want to think too much, she would wait until Arthur came back from this experience.

"Let's just focus on reviewing. The final exam is just a few days away."

"Although it is true, the exam is very important..."

Isabella's lips moved slightly, but her voice was soft and inaudible.

Even Lydia didn't hear what she was saying.

At first, Isabella was indeed shocked by this sudden news, but now that she had come to her senses, she kept searching through her previous memories in her mind, trying to find some fragments that had been recorded long ago.

This fragment can at least be traced back to the plot of the original book that I read before crossing the book.

In the plot of the original book, Lydia is Arthur's childhood sweetheart and the first woman in his harem. But it is true that as Lydia said, she is not the object of the marriage contract with Arthur.

The person Arthur was officially married to was a perfect being who was as kind and elegant as an angel. She was a human girl he picked up from a remnant in a certain secret realm, and her identity was the princess of a small kingdom.

Obviously, this person couldn't be Jenny.

unless……

Isabella hugged her head, not knowing for a moment whether there was something wrong with her memory or something wrong with what happened in reality.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at Lidya, "Lily, I have to go home directly in the afternoon, and I may not go to the library to study."

Lydia was startled by Isabella's face.

How come she looks more solemn than she, the person involved in the engagement incident.

"Ah good……"

Lydia nodded without understanding, "Then you go back and have a good rest."

-

Isabella hurried home without even finishing the barbecue.

When she first broke out of her shell and woke up, Isabella had recorded the rough plot of an original version of the book, writing it in Chinese characters on a piece of draft paper. After leaving Victro, she accidentally tucked it into the notebook she used to communicate with Eric.

She returned to the bedroom and took out her notebook.

[Dear baby Bella, do you miss me? 】

I felt the laptop being opened, and Eric on the other end was like an old man staying behind inside the laptop, getting online at the speed of light.

Looking forward to chatting with Isabella.

But Isabella was not in the mood to talk to him much today.

[At the end of the period, please decline all small talk. Goodbye, brother. 】

Eric: [Oh... Baby, you have to take care of yourself. If the gold coins are not enough, I can mail you a human princess. 】

Along with this message, Eric also drew a sketch.

In the huge cave, a lonely silver dragon drooped its wings and lay pitifully on the stone. In front of it was an open notebook, always waiting for the fluorescent light in the notebook to light up and news from the other side.

When Isabella saw it, her heart softened for a moment.

But he soon hardened his heart.

I really don't have time to chat with Eric now. The nagging dragon seems to have endless things to say every time, and the whole afternoon will probably be lost once we start chatting.

[Brother, be good and play by yourself for a few days. I will come and chat with you after the exam! By the way, let me reiterate - me! No! eat! people! clan! male! host! 】

Eric smiled and did not reply again, and slowly logged off.

The notebook returns to its normal appearance.

Turning to the last page of the notebook, I found the scratch paper sandwiched inside the envelope.

Fortunately, nothing was lost.

Isabella slowly relaxed and flattened the folded paper.

If there really is a deviation in the development of the plot...

Isabella pursed her lips slightly, a slight feeling of uneasiness quietly growing in her heart.

Life has been so easy and happy in the past few years that Isabella almost forgot that the dragon girl in the original book had a very miserable ending.

She was sealed by the darkened Elf King with dark magic and turned into a sculptured fossil that would never resurrect.

If Lydia hadn't mentioned Arthur's engagement just now, which suddenly reminded Isabella of the plot of the original book, she would have almost completely forgotten that she actually traveled through the book.

Fortunately, Arthur is only in fifth grade now and is still running around with his mentor to gain experience.

In the original book, the main plot line has just begun at this time. The plot that really belongs to Arthur unfolds after he sets up his own adventure team. Judging from the timeline, this is probably the plot after Arthur enters ninth grade.

Isabella compared the records on the draft paper and searched for information about the male protagonist one by one.

"found it."

The male protagonist’s marriage partner is the princess of the secret realm.

Isabella breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with my memory, it is not Jenny.

So, either the plot did not develop according to the original book, or there is another hidden story behind this engagement.

After thinking about this, Isabella's eyes fell on somewhere marked by a large circle again.

——The Elf King.

Later, he will appear in Arthur's adventure team, a cold elf with blond hair and silver eyes.

Isabella held the scratch paper and hesitated for a moment.

She remembered that she had asked Lancelot who the elf with blond hair and silver eyes was.

But when this topic was brought up, Lancelot's expression was very wrong, as if he was mentioning something from the past that made him sad. Let Isabella shut up instantly and not dare to mention related matters again.

Therefore, you may have to ask other people about this Elf King.

-

When Lancelot left the laboratory and went home, the moon hung on the branches early.

The round moon was as bright as water, casting mottled light and shadow through the dense branches and leaves climbing up the outer wall of the dormitory.

In midsummer, trees grow particularly luxuriantly, and their lush colors are full of vitality.

Lancelot's fatigue from a busy day was swept away at this moment.

The elf's steps were light, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, forming a gentle and caring smile.

He thought idly in his mind.

Perhaps, after Isabella finishes her final exams, he can take her to the outskirts of the main city of Clavia.

In the suburbs where no one disturbs them, find an ancient tree that is more than a thousand years old and build a tree house just for the two of them on the high crown.

Elves are naturally good at building treehouses.

Lancelot believed. You can definitely build the most beautiful treehouse by yourself. Then open a large glass window on the roof and hang the bright little star lights that Isabella likes.

After nightfall, the two of them lay in the tree house and looked up at the vast stars under the sky.

If Bella were interested in a subject like astrology...

Lancelot remembered that he happened to pass by Isabella's study yesterday evening.

In Miss Dragon's small backpack, she vaguely saw a book. The cover is light gold, with "Astrology & Divination &..." written on it, like a book borrowed from the Guangming Tower Library.

If Isabella was interested in astrology, Lancelot had a smile in his eyes and lowered his eyes modestly and reservedly.

He was familiar with all the relevant documents in the library. Any star Isabella was interested in, he could clearly tell its name and story.

Thinking about it this way, the two of them will have a lot of interesting topics in common.

Thinking of this, the elf's ears were quietly dyed red.

The pointed elf ears are hidden under thick and smooth blond hair, and the thin auricles are delicate and small, like a small piece of rose petals falling from a piece of carefully carved jade.

Rich color and fragrant fragrance.

Just like Isabella's reckless and enthusiastic little dragon, she broke into the plain and watery world of elves in a domineering manner, leaving an indelible mark with her strength.

However, what Lancelot didn’t know was——

Due to the elf's excellent quality of never looking through other people's belongings without permission, he did not touch the "astrology book" in Isabella's schoolbag.

Therefore, the keen and intelligent elves did not discover that the book did not come from the library of the Tower of Light.

It is an exam-taking note specially prepared by Francis from the Tower of Light for Ms. Dragon who doesn’t like to listen to lectures.

……

The elf walked upstairs and found that the lights in the bedroom and study were dim.

"Bella?"

No one responded.

"Have you not gone home yet..."

A slight doubt flashed through Lancelot's heart.

He searched every room carefully, but still didn't see Isabella.

It's not too early at this point.

Usually at this time, Isabella had already washed up and gone to bed, lying on the bed, waiting for him to coax her to sleep.

Are you still reviewing with Lidya in the library?

But I have clearly seen from... that throughout the afternoon, there was always only Lydia in the study room facing the cloud laboratory, and there was no sign of the white-haired girl.

If not with Lydia...

Where did the little girl go to play?

Lancelot walked into the bedroom and raised his hand to turn on the overhead light. Warm, soft light pours from the ceiling.

Looking at the spacious and clean big bed in the center of the room, with the two neatly placed pillows on the bed, Lancelot felt for the first time that the bed he was sleeping on was so big.

He stood quietly at the door, as if blending into the light and shadow.

The right hand was a hollow fist, with a few hints of dark gold showing between the fingers.

Suddenly, he held his palm forcefully.

Before knowing the existence of Francis, the elf thought that he was very familiar with Isabella's circle of friends.

Miss Dragon inherited the traditional character of their dragon species and was not a person who loved making friends. She always only had a few people around her that she could chat with.

Among so many students in the same grade, she only studied with Lidya. As for the other grades, after Carlos graduated and Arthur was no longer in the academy, she was left with Lancelot alone.

He was alone.

What a delightful adjective.

Until...the elf accidentally knew of Francis' existence.

A rabbit has been around Isabella for a long time, but has never been mentioned.

The elf, who had always had a calm and gentle temperament, felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart when he saw his white hair that was exactly the same as Isabella's.

A sense of crisis?

Lancelot's mood was extremely complicated.

Guilt, confusion, and doubt, these self-blame emotions originating from the elf's nature, settled in the end and turned into hostility.

Lancelot couldn't figure out where his hostility came from.

One thing that cannot be ignored is that the elf has gradually become less and less like himself when it comes to matters related to Isabella.

In his unspeakable private heart, Lancelot even resisted admitting that the rabbit in the Tower of Light was Isabella's friend.

It was obvious that he had only been getting along with Isabella day and night.

They sleep together and eat together. They were familiar with each other's every move, and even their breathing rates when sleeping had the same harmonious rhythm.

As for the others.

It's just a little better than the passers-by passing by on the street.

But these days, Isabella seems to be giving more and more of her time to those insignificant people.

Lancelot couldn't help guessing that Isabella was hanging out with someone today, and not only did she forget to go home, but she even forgot to notify him.

It's like...forgot about him too.

forget.

How could you forget?

It was clearly agreed that the two were each other's friends.

There was a hint of bitterness in the elf's eyes, hidden under the helpless and clear golden eyes.

The little giant dragon had kissed him, hugged him, and even... bit his ear, which had never been seen by outsiders.

So, how could he be forgotten so easily.

The elf's five fingers hanging by his sleeves exerted slight force, and fine gold powder mixed with flowing liquid dripped wetly down the fingertips.

"pat".

Liquid fell to the floor.

This slight sound suddenly woke Lancelot up.

There was a bit of trance and surprise in his expression, as if he didn't expect that he actually crushed Isabella's share of jelly beans tonight.

The elf gradually calmed down.

The light golden eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small fan-shaped shadow on the eyelids, blocking the expression under the eyes.

Sanity returns.

He has returned to his former calm and graceful appearance, thinking carefully and calmly. Even if the enemy's cold sword suddenly strikes in front of him, he can still resolve all dangers with ease.

Perhaps, the relationship of friends is not enough.

The elf's fingertips shimmered.

Flexible light spots swept over the fingertips, taking away the remaining golden traces on the fingertips, and the drop of liquid on the floor also disappeared.

The elf slightly curled his lips and thought casually.

After losing her identity as a guide, it seems that relying on the bond of friends alone cannot keep Isabella by her side.

Then.

He would find new ways to keep Isabella by his side.

He is Lancelot.

He will always find a way.