The reserve food raised is the Elf King

For a week, Isabella and Francis visited every corner of the college. Of course, this does not include any study-related places such as libraries and study rooms.

Fewer and fewer students remain in the academy.

During this long vacation, either we can organize a group trip to visit other main cities in the Kingdom of Sissel, or we can go back to our hometown early to visit relatives and friends we have not seen for a long time.

There were only a few idlers like Francis and Isabella.

"Hey, brother, aren't you going home for the whole holiday?"

Even Lydia, who hates her family so much, has to take a month to go home. Does it mean that Francis also has a bad relationship with his family?

Isabella thought idly.

She suddenly remembered that she had never asked Francis about his family affairs.

"My home is too far away, and it takes a long time to go back and forth. If I am alone during the trip, the journey home will be very boring, so I might as well stay in the academy and play with you."

"How far is it?"

Isabella was basically absent from the cultural classes in the first grade, and she basically knew nothing about the geography of the mainland.

"In Vixdamina Crichitlo, a very remote place." Rabbit squinted his eyes and smiled, and fluently spit out a long and complicated word in his mouth. It should be a transliteration of the language of a small tribe, pronounced in common language. It sounds very convoluted.

Isabella was stunned: "Vic...what?"

The brain is blank.

Francis smiled and repeated it again, and found a geography scroll from the storage ring, unfolded it and placed it in front of Isabella, pointing to a small corner in the northwest corner of the map.

"it's here."

It was a small place that could only be seen clearly with a magnifying glass. Isabella leaned on the map curiously, her eyes almost glued to the paper.

The place called "Vic" is a small coastal town located further north above the Navia Mountains in the north.

Very biased indeed.

"So close to the north, the climate is extremely bad. Brother, how can you, the rabbit tribe, live in such a cold environment?"

"Our family is not a gregarious race. A long time ago, my parents broke away from the family and moved to this place."

"Oh, like this."

Isabella's interest in the subject of "address and family" was almost entirely over. She nodded and was about to put down the magnifying glass when she suddenly caught sight of another large independent island further to the west on the map, across a wide strait.

His eyes were slightly startled.

here is--

Victro, the realm of dragons.

It is the most mysterious and unpredictable territory in the legendary continent except for the lost Hersius where the Dark Demon lives.

Although the name of the island is not marked on the map, even the shape and size are very ambiguous.

But it was impossible for Isabella not to recognize the location of her hometown.

In other words, Francis' hometown is only separated from his own by a coastline.

This is too coincidental.

"What's wrong, Bella?"

Seeing Isabella holding a magnifying glass in a daze, Francis smiled and asked, "Did you see where you wanted to go?"

"Ah, nothing."

Isabella came to her senses and returned the magnifying glass and map to the rabbit. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to drop the topic.

If we continue to chat, we will inevitably talk about her identity. Isabella has not yet planned to tell Francis her identity. If there is a suitable opportunity in the future... let's talk about it.

Maybe the two of them can go home together after the holidays!

"Ah, by the way, let's go on an outing tomorrow?"

Francis suggested with a smile.

"Outing?"

"Yes, we have been on vacation for such a long time and we haven't left the college yet. This season, there are so many beautiful flowers blooming on the hillsides outside the main city. We can go pick flowers together."

Isabella was silent: "..."

Go on an outing and pick flowers.

Sounds like a very healthy activity for a good girl.

For the carnivorous dragon lady, there is really no attraction at all.

"Across the hillside is a large wild forest with a wide variety of animals. It is comparable to the off-campus version of the Forbidden Forest."

Hearing this, Isabella's ears suddenly stood up, and her little face was filled with anticipation, "So, will there be delicious and golden unicorn eggs!"

Francis smiled and said, "Maybe there are more species than those in the Forbidden Forest."

"Wow, really?"

Isabella didn't hear it. Although Francis's answer seemed to confirm her question, he actually said nothing.

The little girl cheered: "Okay!"

He jumped up happily and immediately said: "I will go home and pack my things now. Brother, see you at the gate of the college at nine o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Golden balls, your guests are here!

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The scenery in the suburbs is indeed beautiful, with layers of grass stretching into the distance and an endless sea of ​​flowers swaying gently in the gentle and warm wind.

Blue sky, white clouds.

It is as beautiful as a fairy tale world, without any disputes or misfortunes.

But for Miss Isabella——

If the belly is not filled with food, all other external beauty is useless.

She was jumping up and down today, searching in and out of the forest all day long, but couldn't find even a piece of unicorn eggshell.

one! piece! All! without! have!

Only then did Isabella realize with hindsight that Francis was simply deceiving her!

It was obvious that he wanted to come to pick flowers on the hillside in the countryside, so he deliberately mentioned "unicorn eggs", a term that Isabella would immediately take the bait when she heard it.

So cunning!

Isabella sat on the tree trunk angrily, her two mist-blue eyes widened, and she stared menacingly at the white-haired boy who was bending down to smell the fragrance of the flowers in the flowers not far away. Her eyes could almost squirt. Come out on fire.

Miss Dragon thought viciously, if Francis didn't find her satisfactory food soon to appease her deceived little heart.

She decided to have roast rabbit for dinner today!

The white-haired rabbit, immersed in the flowers, focused on picking flowers as if no one else was watching, with a focused and pious expression, not affected by the fiery eyes behind him.

He wore a light green robe made of translucent shark gauze. When the breeze blew up the sleeves, it seemed to blend into the endless grass behind him.

Francis's eyes, which had never been opened, curved beautifully at this moment, indicating that the master was in a bright and joyful mood. Just like the bouquet of brightly blooming flowers held in his arms, it was full of vitality, as if it had endless vitality and was blooming enthusiastically.

When I was in college, I used to think that Francis was like an angel under the throne of the God of Light, holy and flawless. His purity is so strong that just putting the word "emotion" on him is tarnishing the God of Light.

But when Francis stood among the flowers, the angelic halo around him seemed to fade a little.

He began to have feelings and was given fresh vitality.

Like camellias blooming on the branches.

Even though the flowering period is short and fleeting.

But this is what his heart desires, and he will never give up his eternal pursuit no matter what the cost.

Isabella sat on the tree and scraped the bark with the tips of her fingernails. After breaking off a small piece, she glued it back again. It could be said that she was really bored to the point of boredom.

But even so, she did not take the initiative to disturb Francis in the flowers.

Because even someone as slow as Isabella discovered the completely different vitality of the rabbit boy when he stood among the flowers.

It wasn't until sunset that Francis slowly walked back to Isabella.

"Brother, what do you have for dinner?"

Isabella fell asleep in a daze and opened her eyes only when she heard footsteps. She jumped down from the tree trunk and jumped happily in front of Francis.

Not a word was mentioned about what happened in the afternoon.

Isabella generously imagined that if Francis admitted his mistake later and cooked her a pot of super delicious game, she would be merciful and forgive him for deceiving her.

Francis comes to call Isabella to dinner.

Walking to the place where the two set up their tent, Isabella stood on tiptoes with anticipation and took a look into the large earthen jar in the center of the campfire——

“Carrot soup!!!?”

It turned out to be a whole pot of red carrots, not even a bit of meat dregs.

Isabella looked puzzled, "Brother, you are not going to let me eat this pot of carrots with you, are you??!"

Francis couldn't laugh or cry: "Of course not. If you come out to play with me, I will definitely take good care of you."

He waved to Isabella to come around the bonfire and come to his side.

Only then did Isabella see a large plate blocked by a large bonfire, with some meat that had been prepared in advance on it.

Isabella sniffed, and suddenly her eyes widened in shock: "The smell of sika deer, and... the smell of rabbit?!"

rabbit! ! ?

It's not the taste of Francis's rabbit, but the very real taste of rabbit meat.

Isabella looked up blankly and looked at Francis' eyes that were squinting and smiling like crescent moons. At this moment, with such a smile, she inexplicably thought of one word——

Black belly.

But in the blink of an eye, the rabbit in front of him had a pure and holy smile, and the smell around him was the unique sense of holiness of the Tower of Light. How could he be so sinister?

"You were asleep just now, and I heard you say in your dream that you wanted to eat roast rabbit meat, so I went to the forest to catch some for you."

Francis explained with a smile, rolled up his sleeves and started grilling meat.

"But……"

But aren't you also a rabbit?

Isabella swallowed subconsciously.

Watching Francis' face remain unchanged, he skewered the rabbit meat onto the polished branches. He skewered more than a dozen skewers in one smooth motion, and each piece of rabbit meat was neatly distributed on the branches.

Then he stood up and planned to go to the bonfire to grill some meat.

Isabella stopped him, "Let me do it. It's more convenient to use magic."

Rabbit roasting rabbit, this picture is still a bit too cruel (?) for the young dragon lady.

Francis didn't stop either.

When everyone is away from home, the magicians in the Mage Tower have always been the tool men in the team, responsible for cooking meat with fire magic.

The flames released by the small magic fireball are just enough to roast the rabbit meat on your hands.

So Francis confidently handed all the meat skewers to Isabella.

Unexpectedly, a certain Miss Isabella, who looked so confident, was actually doing barbecue herself for the first time. She was taken care of by Lancelot every day and had no idea about the concentration of the magic ball's flames.

Isabella turned her back to Francis, avoiding the rabbit's sight, and opened her mouth directly, and a large mouthful of flames spurted out of her mouth.

"boom!"

The meat skewers in his hand instantly ignited.

The next second, black ashes fell down the white fingers.

The big skewer of barbecue in my hand disappeared.

There is only a small circle of dark ashes on the ground, indicating that they once existed.

Isabella: "..."

Francis: "..."