The reserve food raised is the Elf King

The next day, Isabella knocked on Lydia's door aggressively early in the morning.

"Lily, open the door quickly, I know you are at home!"

"Lily, Lily, Li-Li-!"

"..."

Quiet, even the passing wind makes no sound.

Aren't you at home?

Impossible, Lydia is the most loyal home girl.

Just when Isabella was hesitating whether to climb over the wall and take a look, the crown of the tall tree in Senior Bold's yard next door moved.

After a while of rustling leaves, a black and fluffy cat head popped out.

There is a lock of pure white hair on the big cat's forehead, shaped like a small curved moon.

Lydia's voice was flat, and she didn't bother to open her eyes, as if she had just woken up from sleep, "What...?"

"Did you stay up late again last night?"

Isabella raised her head and looked at the tree crown, her bright eyes filled with envy.

hateful! She also wants to stay up late!

But at half past nine every night, the elf in the house would put her to bed on time and use his ethereal voice to softly coax her to sleep.

In less than ten minutes, Isabella fell asleep.

"Wow, Arthur is not at home, you are so free qwq!" Isabella was almost annoyed to death by her own elf.

But every time she wanted to lose her temper and not listen to Lancelot's nagging, the elf would stare at her without saying a word with his gentle, watery eyes.

The golden eyes are more attractive than the flowing liquid gold coins, and the sparkling light reflects the colorful shimmer.

Isabella suddenly stopped.

Self-persuasion: The food is acting like a spoiled child to her...

Then, just listen to him again, it doesn't seem to matter much.

Lydia yawned quietly.

Maomao hummed in a low voice and said harshly, "Arthur can't control me at home."

"He is not mine, he is my elder!"

The bombshell news brought by Jenny yesterday stunned both Lydia and Isabella.

They firmly believed that Arthur could not really be engaged to that annoying noble woman, so they wrote a letter and sent it to King Sissel City overnight.

But Lydia was still a little unhappy.

The silly roe deer that I raised was about to be eaten by other mice.

If Arthur really dares to marry Jenny, she will, she will...

Well, Lydia hasn't figured out what she's going to do yet.

If the cub is really disobedient when it grows up, there is nothing she can do as a breeder.

"Arthur will definitely not marry Jenny, don't worry!" Isabella vowed, patting her chest and comforting her.

Lydia said nothing.

There was clear disbelief in his eyes.

"Forehead……"

Isabella hesitated for a moment, realizing that she seemed unable to give the reason directly.

Before she went to bed last night, while Lancelot was not in the room, she quietly flipped through the plot cheat sheet she had recorded earlier.

Unfortunately, the timeline from the male protagonist's perspective is very sketchy and doesn't mention much about what happened in the third grade.

But Isabella recorded a list of the principal figures in Arthur's harem.

One thing is certain.

From the beginning to the end of the plot, there was no woman with the status of a human schoolgirl in Arthur's harem.

However, the cheat sheet did record a senior classmate.

And she is also a goddess-level senior with a gentle personality and a hot body.

Tsk, this brat Arthur is really blessed!

Isabella mumbled vaguely, "Anyway, my intuition...the dragon's intuition is super accurate!"

"..."

Lydia tilted her head quietly, not saying whether she believed it or not.

"Bella, why did you come to me?"

A huge black cat jumped down from the tree.

The fluffy hair spread out in mid-air, and it landed lightly and silently. Its limbs were slender. The cat's pad lightly stepped on the door frame of his yard, and its big tail curled up in an elegant arc behind it.

Lydia fell in front of Isabella.

The giant cat's body shape is about the same height as Isabella's human form. It has two large cat eyes with darker pupils, like two mirrors that reflect Isabella's appearance.

Isabella couldn't help but look in the mirror and admired herself: "Ah, my dress looks good today too."

Lydia: "..."

This lady couldn't have come here early in the morning just to let her admire the dress.

Feeling Lydia's speechlessness, Isabella laughed "hehe" twice, held her chubby little face and twisted her legs before returning to the topic——

"Let's go find Professor Tinasi!"

"?"

What are you looking for?

"We can't really let Jenny be a group with us," Isabella touched her belly and protested loudly: "If I stay with her for a long time, I will get anorexia!"

Although I don’t know what this has to do with anorexia…

Lydia spoke slowly and quietly, "Then how are you going to explain it to the professor?"

Isabella: "Just tell him! I'll go have a chat with him and reassure him that even a team of two can successfully make the potion!"

As she spoke, the cute little girl stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

Let’s talk about why we lick our lips.

Lidya had a vague feeling about it, "...how do you want to talk?"

Isabella bared her sharp little beast fangs, a silver light flashed in her clear beast pupils, and said with a smile, "Of course -"

“Let’s chat while eating~”

Suck, suck.

Lydia felt a chill on the back of her neck: "..."

Save your life, Senior Lance, come and take care of your kid!

I went crazy after only a few days of school.

Lydia held her forehead.

Seeing that Isabella was really serious and convinced that her idea was great, it seemed that she was going to rush to the poor little lamb Tinasi's office to "eat" with him in the next second.

He quickly stopped the aggressive cub——

"Forget it Bella, you can go home and sleep peacefully. I'll just go and talk to the professor about this."

"Eh, but..."

"Don't worry, I know what Professor Tinasi likes to eat, and I will bring him a lot of food."

"No, I am not……"

"I promise to convince him."

"...Really?" Isabella no longer hesitated after hearing this.

The little girl smacked her lips, touched her increasingly rounded chin, and said with some regret, "I still want to change the taste occasionally."

Lidya: "...?" What's the taste?

Isabella didn't explain.

Although she has never been able to see Professor Tinasi's true form.

Every time he comes to class, he either turns into a big ball of light or a big vase. Various strange shapes, and at one point even turned into a dusty broom.

But no matter how he transformed, he always smelled good.

Miss Dragon has reason to believe that this professor must be a delicious ingredient.

Isabella sighed deeply, "Arthur has been away from the academy recently, and I haven't eaten anything other than daily food for a long time."

"really."

Speaking of this, Lidya also agreed.

Arthur likes to toss all kinds of exotic ingredients the most, such as roasted wild boar from the remote mountains in the north, colorful feathered bird eggs with extremely low yield in dense forests in winter, nectar produced by bees larger than a fist...

Most of the rare ingredients were brought back by him during his missions and specially fed to Lydia and Isabella at home.

He is not at the academy now.

Two weak but edible beasts: waiting to be fed qwq

Moreover, Isabella has something else on her mind recently.

The blonde elf at home is delicious.

But these days, Lancelot sticks to her whenever he comes home.

Isabella really felt... well, she had eaten too much.

Eat every day. Eat every day.

After eating a lot of big fish and meat, I also want to try some porridge and side dishes.

This morning Isabella woke up from sleep and looked at the elf very close to her. For the first time in her life, she quietly pulled out the elf's big tail that was actively held in her arms.

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Isabella dragged her big tail and moved home slowly step by step.

The elf was already waiting for her in the study.

Looking at the thick pile of textbooks on the table, the combined height can almost bury the cub's entire head in it.

Isabella: No, I don’t want to go inqwq

However, the sound of her going upstairs had long been caught by the elf with keen hearing.

The golden elf smiled gently: "Bella, you are back."

Isabella: "..."

"Yes, yes." The cub choked, wanting to run away.

Lancelot smiled and said, "Come and learn."

The elf stood up, took the hand of the little girl who was reluctant to enter the room at the door, brought her to the desk, and carried her to a chair to sit down.

Then he opened the thick notebook in front of him.

"Bang!" The heavy cover hit the table. You can imagine how heavy this book is.

Isabella: More painful.

I just want to close my eyes.

The elf didn't notice the cub's death-defying expression. He lowered his eyes and carefully flipped through the notebook, which was densely marked with all the information he had prepared in advance.

There is also a small pile of reference books and scrolls with old covers next to the desk. They are all notes taken by Lancelot himself when he was in first grade. He spent a lot of time today digging out these materials. Fortunately, the ones he had kept were relatively intact, and he was able to quickly sort out the core and key knowledge that must be tested.

Lancelot smiled and said: "The final exam is too close. It is indeed not easy for you to complete all the required credits for the first grade in such a short period of time."

He organized the information in his hands methodically and turned to the page he needed to study today.

He said softly and gently, "You fell behind too much in some courses. I roughly calculated the course capacity. If I give you tutoring systematically, it will be too late. So I compiled some core test points for the required courses. As long as you memorize all these contents, I guarantee that you can pass the final exam quickly and accurately."

all--! ! !

The scales on Isabella's tail stood up one by one.

Her eyes widened and she stammered: "All, all??!"

The strongest elf in the academy, known as the "mobile library", smiled and nodded.

With a relaxed and cheerful smile on his face: "Yes, there are only fifty pages, not much at all~"

Isabella: “………………”

Forget about fifty pages.

Five pages could kill her fragile little life.

Endorsement is really a painful thing for poor students. Even after the elf finished drawing the key points, the original document of more than 5,000 pages was indeed reduced by a hundred times.

But, for Isabella.

Even if she were asked to memorize the answers with the original paper, her poor and weak brain capacity would probably not be able to do such a complicated thing.

The aura of being a top student was so dazzling that it completely enveloped the elf in an atmosphere full of knowledge.

Isabella now looked at Lancelot and felt dizzy.

Oh no.

She didn't even want to look at him, not even a glance.

This is no longer a living thing.

This is simply a walking exam machine!

Isabella: "Lance..." Let's hang out for a while.

She tried to negotiate with the elf to leave the study, an environment that would only bring pain to the scumbag.

A casual score of sixty points would be enough for Miss Julong.

But Lancelot expected her to get a hundred points.

Isn’t this a fantasy? ! ?

Every time Isabella wanted to tell Lancelot what she really thought.

But every time I met the elf's shining eyes, and the information he had stayed up late and spent time drawing one stroke at a time to compile.

The few consciences in the corners of my heart ached faintly.

Isabella fell into a cycle of depression that had no end.

However, Lancelot himself, who simply loved learning, was not aware of the cub's inner thoughts at all.

In the eyes of elves, learning is extremely happy and physically and mentally pleasing =w=

Even though what he is reading now is all knowledge that he has memorized a long time ago, it is also a new pleasure to review the past and learn the new.

"Bella, let's get started."

The elf smiled brightly and the flowers bloomed.