The reserve food raised is the Elf King

Isabella quickly cast a cleaning spell on her fingertips, completely destroying the black charred ashes. Then she pretended that nothing happened and raised her head with an innocent face.

"hey-hey."

When he smiles, he doesn't feel guilty at all, but feels confident.

Francis sighed softly and said with a helpless smile, "How about eating venison? This little deer was also newly caught by me in the afternoon. The ingredients are very fresh."

Isabella was not picky at all, "Okay, okay."

She sat obediently next to Francis this time, watching the rabbit handle the meat with dexterity.

Without using other tools, Francis simply used his hands to easily remove the large pieces of venison from the skeleton, tore them along the grain, and then skillfully tore them into small pieces of similar size.

Unlike Lancelot, who moved slowly and gracefully every time he handled the ingredients, the elf almost never ate meat before. It was only after raising Isabella, a dragon lady who had no pleasure with meat, that he had to learn how to handle it. Meat ingredients, so when you are not proficient at it at the beginning, the movements will seem a bit slow.

But Francis’ current speed…

But in the blink of an eye for a few seconds, he had completely removed the entire fawn from the skeleton and placed it according to its different parts.

His movements are skillful and capable, and he looks like a carnivorous beast who must have meat in every meal.

But Francis is obviously just a rabbit?

Or a rabbit from the Tower of Light.

A slight doubt flashed through Isabella's heart, but her attention was quickly attracted by Francis' next action.

This time, Rabbit did not trust the unreliable dragon lady. Instead, he walked to the bonfire in person and grilled the meat one by one on the jumping flames.

He grilled a skewer and Isabella ate one.

By the time Isabella finished the skewer in her hand, the next skewer was ready to be grilled.

"Want to try my carrot soup? The roasted meat will have a different flavor when soaked in the soup." Francis invited after eating more than 40 skewers in a row.

"No."

Isabella refused without blinking.

The stubborn dragon lady will never be a vegetarian!

As a result, before the arrogant little expression could be made, he was slapped in the face the next second.

"Smell it."

Francis scooped up a bowl of soup and promoted it with a smile, "I promise, it's different from other carrots."

"……Really?"

How different can it be?

The way Rabbit smiled with his eyes bent was so convincing that people couldn't help but want to rely on him. Isabella couldn't help but hesitate and looked closer at the small bowl in Francis's hand.

The red carrot soup is still steaming. The soup is thick and delicious, and you can see one or two pieces of carrots that have been cleaned. After stewing for a long time, they become soft and waxy, sweet and attractive.

Isabella sniffed skeptically.

"...!!!"

Suddenly the eyes lit up.

It seems really different!

Usually on the snack street in the college, there is a dazzling array of food made with vegetarian dishes all over the street, but there is no dish that can attract Isabella's attention. Even when Lancelot was cooking, he made food that was commonly eaten by the elves. After Isabella smelled it, she shook her head crazily and retreated away.

But today Francis’ bowl of carrot soup...

Isabella swallowed her saliva and stared straight at the soup bowl with her big foggy blue eyes, "Brother, did you add any special seasoning?"

It smells so good.

It's just like……

The taste of family.

When this adjective suddenly popped into her head, Isabella herself was stunned for a moment.

family?

On the continent of Clavia, except for Eric, a phantom dragon who was trapped in a cave and couldn't leave, she didn't have any family.

Even after she first broke out of her shell, she had never eaten food made by Eric, and had no idea what her family tasted like.

But the bowl of soup in front of her gave Isabella the idea of ​​getting close to and relying on her for no reason. For a moment, Isabella even wanted to jump directly into Francis's arms, clinging to his arms and acting coquettishly.

——Not like usual, using the concept of food to make physical contact with Francis, but really, purely, wanting him to hug her.

Senior Rabbit's clear voice rang in her ears, interrupting Isabella's thoughts.

He shook his head with a smile and said frankly: "There is no special recipe. It is a soup-making technique that I learned from my neighbor's friends a long time ago before I left my hometown."

He looked at Isabella holding the soup bowl in both hands and drinking the soup obediently, her crescent-shaped eyes were so soft. He rubbed the girl's furry head and promised: "Next time I make mushroom soup for you, I promise it will be delicious."

Isabella nodded happily, "Okay, okay!"

Before going to bed at night, Francis took Isabella to a nearby stream to wash herself.

Isabella had already changed into her nightgown and was squeezing out toothpaste from her toothbrush when she suddenly slapped her forehead: "Oh! I was so full at night that I almost forgot to eat the jelly beans today!"

Francis wondered: "Jelly beans?"

"Yes, the snacks that Lance specially made for me are delicious."

After saying that, he turned around and slipped into the forest, stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground and ran back to their tent.

Isabella rummaged around in the pile of clothes she had just changed and found her storage ring. During the day, she would tie the ring on a thin chain and wear it around her neck. She accidentally knocked it off when she was changing into her nightgown, so she stuffed it into the pocket of her outer skirt.

Isabella doesn't like to wear jewelry. Whether it's a hairband on her head, a necklace around her neck, or a ring on her hand, these things make her feel restricted.

But the storage ring had to be carried around, so Isabella could only hold her nose and do the next best thing, get a long and thin chain, pass it through the ring and hang it around her neck.

I take it off every night before going to bed.

The little girl was in a good mood today, humming briskly and rummaging through the rings that were piled up in a mess.

"Ah, I found it!"

He pulled out a small glass bottle, with one gold and one white inside, and two small round jelly beans.

Before setting off to the north, the elf divided the jelly beans into packages according to the number of jelly beans for each meal. This bottle was tonight's portion.

Isabella held up the small glass bottle and played with it on her fingertips for a while, instead of swallowing it in one gulp as usual.

She just drank half a pot of carrot soup tonight, and she felt like liquid was sloshing around in her stomach when she walked. So, to be honest... Miss Julong is indeed unprecedented at the moment and doesn't feel very hungry.

_(:d)∠)_

But, there will always be a little room in her belly for those delicious jelly beans!

Lancelot did this for her himself!

It tastes as delicious as the elves!

Thinking of this, Isabella no longer hesitated, stretched out her fingertips and lightly scratched the sealing wax on the mouth of the bottle.

With a soft "pop" sound, the small glass bottle was opened.

The aroma immediately hits your nostrils.

The aroma emanating from the jelly beans not only carries the scent of grass and mint from the elves, but also has a rich and sweet feeling. It was as if a red rose suddenly bloomed in the quiet midsummer wilderness, and each petal was an extremely rich red.

In the chaos of the dark night, there is an alluring golden dark light.

"Wow, it smells so good! The most fragrant!"

If she changed back to her original shape now, the big tail behind Isabella would be wagging happily.

She began to lash out in her head for her hesitation and her unformed thought of not eating jelly beans tonight.

He even hesitates!

How can you hesitate!

The food at Lancelot is always the best!

Isabella felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt, like a heartless person who had let down the elf.

She poured out a jelly bean, threw it in the air, picked it up with her mouth, and made a crunching sound.

"Bella, what are you eating?"

Behind him, Francis also returned to the tent from the creek. His speed was not as fast as Isabella's, so he was naturally a few steps behind.

"Ok?"

Isabella was just about to throw the second jelly bean into her mouth when she heard Francis' question and stopped.

The little white-haired girl tilted her head and looked behind her, chewing vaguely: "Jelly beans."

Didn’t I just explain it to you?

The rabbit walked over slowly, its tall figure casting a long shadow on the ground, blocking the bright moonlight behind it.

He turned against the light, his face falling into darkness. The eyes that usually held a smile were now slightly flattened and looked a little solemn.

Francis knelt down next to Isabella, pointed to the small glass bottle in Isabella's hand, and said softly as usual, "Bella, can you show me this?"

Isabella didn't notice the subtle change in the expression on Francis's face, and handed over the glass bottle carelessly, "Here."

Seeing that Francis seemed to be very interested in the jelly beans in the glass bottle, Isabella took the initiative to share with him, "There are two in total, one golden and one white. This is the amount for the evening. Lance wanted to prevent me from I eat too much in one day, so I use this limited-time opening glass bottle so that I can eat it once in the morning and once in the evening.”

"Is it just...sugar?"

Francis frowned slightly and asked abruptly, "Has the senior told you what this 'jelly bean' is made of?"

"what?"

Isabella didn't understand why he asked so, and she was stunned before saying, "Isn't it sugar?"

Francis pursed his lips slightly, subconsciously rubbed the glass bottle with his fingertips, and did not immediately answer Isabella's doubts.

After a while, Francis said slowly, "Bella, can I take this 'candy' back and study it?"

He smelled a very strange but vaguely familiar smell on the glass bottle. It was like the smell I had smelled a long time ago when I happened to pass by a place that could not be mentioned casually in public.

Now as a theology student at the Tower of Light, Francis is filled with the energy of light.

When I smelled this almost inaudible smell, I felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in my heart.

Isabella didn't think much and nodded very generously, "No problem, you can take it."

Anyway, the remaining one in the glass bottle happens to be a white jelly bean.

Colorless and odorless, it tastes like nothing.

If Lancelot hadn't specifically said that he hoped she could eat it with it, Isabella would have just thrown it away.

Now Francis happens to take the initiative to help her deal with it, which is really the best.

In this way, even if Lancelot knew about it, she couldn't be said to have wasted the fruits of his labor.

Isabella confidently gave herself a reason.

It was Rabbit who asked her for it first, not her initiative to give it to her.

and so--

Even if it was wasted, you can’t blame her!

-Volume 2: How to raise a giant dragon girl [End]-