Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 285: 193 The Runaway Grim Reaper's Scythe2

Chapter 285: Chapter 193 The Runaway Grim Reaper’s Scythe_2

Lance was beginning to understand why, in the inherited mories, dragon whelps were driven out of the Dragon Nest by their dragon parents.

Raising a dragon whelp was expensive. Once they reached a certain age and it was confird that the dragon whelps could fend for themselves, they would indeed be driven away to improve the parents’ quality of life.

If he were to drive the dragon whelp away, given the whelp’s current capabilities, it would probably have to go back to catching field mice, rabbits, and picking wild fruit to fill its stomach every day.

It might even find a princess to support it.

Fortunately, he was single and could afford to raise a dragon whelp.

At ten in the morning, Lance, dressed in casual grey, took the dragon whelp for a leisurely walk and slowly appeared at the entrance of the Valkyrie Temple on Lionheart Central Street.

At this ti, the fat bishop Franco was free and had nothing to do, so he was idly chatting with a noblewoman inside the temple.

The Golden Feather Knight Granger happened to look up and saw Lance in the center of the temple entrance, along with the young dragon.

Upon seeing Lance, he placed his right hand over his chest and gave a salute to Lance, then imdiately walked to the side of the fat bishop Franco and whispered a few words in his ear.

The fat bishop, who was having a lively conversation with the noblewoman, looked up at the temple entrance, saw Lance, and hurriedly got up and quickly ca to the temple entrance, “Lord Lance, it’s been a while. Just before I went to sleep last night, I was thinking of you, and I didn’t expect to see you here this morning.

Co, co, co, take a seat in our resting area. If Lord Lance is not busy, please don’t leave at noon, stay and have lunch with us. We have prepared a rich al to welco Lord Lance to thank you for painting the portrait of our deity.”

“Bishop Franco, it’s been a long ti. Let’s put aside lunch for now. If you’re not busy, accompany to the square for a walk, I have sothing to discuss with you.”

The fat bishop Franco looked at the noblewoman in the temple, then said to Granger beside him, “Prepare a few bags of health potions for Lady Natalie, let the Lady take them back to drink.”

“Yes.”

The Golden Feather Knight Granger turned and left.

The fat bishop Franco walked out of the temple and strolled and chatted with Lance in the square outside the temple.

“Lord Lance, what do you want to discuss with ?”

“Would you be interested in becoming a bishop at the Dragon God Temple?”

“Of course I am—cough… cough cough cough…” Franco coughed several tis, his face revealing a look of panic, “Lord Lance, that’s not a joke you can make, I’m human, not a dragon, I have no qualifications to be a bishop at the Dragon God Temple.

Besides, I worship the Lord Valkyrie. Becoming a bishop at the Dragon God Temple is no different from betraying my deity. Please don’t talk about it anymore.

I’m not worthy, neither do I have the qualifications.”

“Don’t be so quick to refuse, listen to the terms of my offer. If you agree to beco a bishop at the Dragon God Temple, you can ride a flying dragon for transportation, and if you’re willing, you can also beco a Flying Dragon Knight.

If you stay in the bishop position for two or three years, I’ll let you beco the second Pope of the Dragon God Temple after two or three years.”

“Second… the second Pope?!!”

Franco’s jaw dropped in disbelief. What kind of background did Lord Lance have? Could he really appoint soone to such a divine position as the Pope of the Dragon God Temple at will?

Does the Dragon God know?

Do the Pureblood Dragons on Dragon Island know?

“Yes.”

“Lord Lance, you can’t just say things like that. If it gets to the ears of the Pureblood Dragons, they might think you’re desecrating the Dragon God.

You could be hunted and wanted by the Pureblood Dragons. Even though Dragon Island has not been seen for a long ti, there are still plenty of Pureblood Dragons in the four domains and various Sacred Mountains.

It’s better not to provoke the dragon race, being on the dragon race’s radar isn’t sothing good.”

“It’s fine, I’m the first Pope of the Dragon God Temple, and I have the authority to decide who will be the second Pope. If you agree, in two or three years, you will be the second Pope of the Dragon God Temple.”

(?´_ゝ｀)

Franco lifted his left hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. The more Lord Lance spoke, the more outrageous he seed.

When could humans beco Popes of the Dragon God Temple?

Shouldn’t the Pope of the Dragon God Temple be a Dragon?

“I’m not worthy, nor do I have such an ambition. Lord Lance, let’s not talk about this anymore, I’m afraid, really afraid. I just want to be a bishop in Lionheart City in peace, I don’t want to go anywhere else.”

“What are you saying? Haven’t you heard the saying, ‘A great man born in this world should not be confined to a lower position for long.'”

“The Valkyrie is a Deity.”

“The Pope of the Valkyrie Temple is human.”

“As a bishop, it’s only right to follow the arrangents of the Pope.”

Lance looked into Franco’s eyes for a mont and said, “Really not interested in becoming a bishop at the Dragon God Temple?”

“I’m not worthy.”

Lance smiled and gave up on recruiting Franco, deciding not to trouble the fat bishop any further. After having been in Lionheart City for so long, it was normal for him not to want to leave.

“I won’t co to you for lunch then, but I’ll co for dinner.”

“My honor.”

“Let’s go, I’m taking Dragon Whelp to the City Lord’s Mansion for a turn, and we’ll dine here in the evening.”

“I’ll see you out.”

“No need, go and attend to your business.”

Heading to the City Lord’s Mansion?

Does the Evil Dragon want her to et Joanna?

Has Joanna returned from the royal capital?

Joanna hasn’t returned from the royal capital.

The Evil Dragon said since he was idle, he might as well set up a stall and earn so al money.

The location of the stall was the usual spot, opposite a high-end, luxurious café.

After entrusting the stall to her, the Evil Dragon headed to the high-end, luxurious café across the way, saying it was cold and he was going to order her a hot drink.

Once again, she, the Young Dragon, was left to run the stall and earn money to support him.

Enough is enough.

Fortunately, she had gotten used to the life of running a stall.

Inside the high-end, luxurious café, Lance had just entered when he heard a sweet and lazy voice call out, “Mr. Lance, it’s been a long ti.”

It was the Cat Maid, Yura.

Lance rembered this Cat Maid; she had once delivered drinks to the Dragon Whelp.

“Long ti no see, Yura.”

“Mr. Lance actually rembers my na ow? ”

“Of course, it would be nice if you could serve today.”

“Sure ow, does Mr. Lance prefer the main hall or a private room?”

“Private room.”

Yura, flicking her cat tail, led the way, with Lance following behind her. If the Dragon Whelp saw Yura’s swaying tail, he would probably be unable to resist reaching for it with his Dragon Claw.

Lance’s left hand flashed with light and a Cat Teaser appeared, “Yura.”

“What is it, Mr. Lance… ow ow ow… so fun, really fun…”

The instant Yura saw the Cat Teaser, she instantly transford into a playful little kitten, pouncing at the Cat Teaser in Lance’s hand.

After a few pounces, she suddenly realized it was work ti. How could she so freely let her nature take over?

“Mr. Lance…” Yura looked up at Lance with a pitiful expression.

“It is indeed quite fun; makes want to get a cat.”

“???”

Lance handed the Cat Teaser to Yura, “Here, you can play with this.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lance.”

After showing Lance to a private room, Yura left with the Cat Teaser. He ordered a hot drink and so sweets for the little dragon across the way.

Right after pouring himself a cup of hot water, Lance saw the Diamond Talisman glow. With a thought, the Black Dragon Statue flew out of the Diamond Talisman and hovered in the air as soone sent a projector call request.

This was his private projection device; aside from a few friends, only those from Black Dragon Island could contact him.

He agreed to the call.

A figure appeared on the projection screen.

Venus?

It must have been Alia who told Venus about his projection communication device.

“Lance, Ilya is in danger. Not only is Hell issuing a warrant for her, but even the Divine Realm of Heroic Spirits is also searching for her, and so powerhouses in Dragon Domain are looking for Ilya too.

Ilya’s situation is also very strange, I’ve fought with her once. It seems like Ilya doesn’t recognize anymore.

Her situation is more complicated than I imagined, Lance… Alia and I probably won’t be able to handle Ilya’s current state very well. If you’re not too busy… could you co to Dragon Domain?”

“Don’t panic; Ilya was once my teammate too. If you two really can’t handle her problem, I’ll co over in a few days to check on her. Relax, it’s not a big issue, no need to panic.

If the three of us can’t handle it, we’ll call Reg. With more people, we’ve got this.”

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