Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 326: 212: I Don't Want to Attend Your Deaths, So I C

Chapter 326: Chapter 212: I Don’t Want to Attend Your Deaths, So I Chose to Have You Attend Mine_2

Flying dragons occasionally patrolled over the City Lord’s Mansion.

Holding the Black Dragon Token, wherever Lance went, Dragonborn soldiers kneeled on one knee, and the Earth Dragons, Unicorn Horn Dragons, Two-Headed Dragons, and other sub-dragons guarding the City Lord’s Mansion got up and bowed their heads to salute Lance.

To save trouble, Lance slightly released a bit of his dragon’s might to deal with any sub-dragons that doubted his identity; his eyes would turn into vertical pupils in an instant.

He couldn’t change into his Dragonborn form for the ti being, his Dragon Scale Robe was damaged, and in the Black Dragon Form.

Damn!

Rushing back too hastily, he forgot to let Aroman and Wànxiàng compensate for his loss.

Forget it, he would discuss compensation with them later.

He arrived without hindrance at the Skeleton Courtyard where he had previously lived.

A large two-headed dog lay flat in front of the small courtyard door, basking in the sun, dozing off.

One of its heads heard the footsteps, opened its eyes to look, saw that the visitor was Lance in human form, and slowly closed its eyes again.

The sun had softened its body; it didn’t want to get up and just stuck out its tongue a few tis instead.

The dog that had closed its eyes opened them again, stuck out its tongue at Lance a few tis, and then closed its eyes, becoming a lazy dog again….

“Lance… Lord?”

A skeleton head popped out of the Skeleton Courtyard’s wall, sizing up Lance.

“Lance? Where? Where is he at?”

Not far from the skeleton head, another head poked out, belonging to an Athyst Young Dragon with a turtle on top.

There, there, indeed it’s the Evil Dragon.

How did the Evil Dragon appear in Red Dragon City in human form?

If a Red Dragon transforms into a human… shouldn’t the hair be fiery red?

The color of his hair is black; is he too lazy to disguise himself?

“Sylvie, long ti no see.”

“So it really is you, Lord Lance, you can transform into a human now?”

“Hmm,” Lance’s gaze fell on the Dragon Whelp, “it seems like you’re getting along quite well with Sylvie.”

“Hey,” the Young Dragon grinned: “We’re getting along great; I was about to invite her for a hotpot al; the ingredients were bought from the market this morning, with the Mansion covering the costs since I’ve spent all my pocket money.”

“Prepare a bowl and chopsticks for too; I’ll have so as well. Stop clinging to the courtyard wall; you’ll knock it down if you keep hanging on it.”

Lance entered the courtyard where the stone table already had cleaned vegetables and at rolls arranged on it.

Standing next to Lance was the skeleton Giant Sylvie, excited and a bit puzzled at the sa ti. Why was Lord Lance’s hair black after transforming into a human?

Shouldn’t it be fiery red?

Lord Lance’s pupil color is also incorrect; it should be fiery red.

But the eyes of Lord Lance in front of him were gold red.

Yet that familiar feeling told him the human in front of him was indeed the genuine Lord Lance.

“We’re all family here, don’t be restrained, be more casual.”

Lance sat down at his usual spot, the soup in the pot boiled; he picked up a plate of beef rolls, dunked them into the hotpot, into three kinds of soup base: tomato, spicy, and mushroom.

The Young Dragon picked up a plate of lamb rolls and dumped them into the spicy soup pot; she liked spicy, the Evil Dragon preferred mushroom soup and tomato flavor, and occasionally spicy.

The Evil Dragon taking care of his health.

Sylvie had never eaten hotpot before; this was her first ti tasting it.

“Lance, may I have so fruit wine?”

“Yes.”

The Young Dragon smiled and took out a bottle of fruit wine from the Lucky Coin, along with two cups.

She poured a cup for the Evil Dragon and handed it over, then sat down to enjoy the al she cooked.

“Has a Pureblood Red Dragon visited Red Dragon City?”

“Yes, that Pureblood Red Dragon ca here to warn us, saying we were not permitted to claim the title of Red Dragon King and that… said you, Lord Lance, didn’t deserve the title ‘Red Dragon King.'”

“Was there any attack on Red Dragon City?”

“No, our Red Dragon City is actually quite strong; one Pureblood Red Dragon can’t threaten us.”

Lance nodded, picked up a slice of beef roll with his chopsticks and dipped it into the sauce, then put it into his mouth to eat, taking several bites. After putting down his chopsticks, he asked, “Besides the Red Dragon, has a young human boy, a Fallen Heroic Spirit, appeared in our Red Dragon City?”

“Yes, the human boy wanted to invite you to be his companion, but I chased him away. The Fallen Heroic Spirit sneaked into Red Dragon City and stole so information related to you, Lord Lance. That Fallen Heroic Spirit has also been to the Skeleton Courtyard.

Even sneaking into the bedroom and study you lived in….”

Stolen so information related to him?

Does he want to see if the Lord of Red Dragon City, Lance… has any connection with his teammate Lance?

Tonight, in the guise of a Dark Spirit Summoner, try if he can summon Iliya.

Fallen Heroic Spirits generally don’t beco Guardian Spirits of Dark Spirit Summoners, it’s rely a cooperative relationship.

“Stop talking and try the hotpot Dragon Whelp made, if you can’t eat it, at least take in the aroma.”

“…”

Lord Lance still cares for him and minds him as always.

“Dragon Whelp, if soday a bright and handso, carefree human boy invites you, asking you to be his companion, would you agree?”

“???”

The Young Dragon, who was wrapping a large clump of lamb rolls in the vegetables, glanced at the Evil Dragon with confusion.

Does this question even need an answer?

Of course, she would not agree.

As the Empire’s Princess and the future emperor, how could she possibly beco the companion of so human boy?

To forsake the position of an emperor to be the companion of a boy?

She wasn’t unfamiliar with good-looking human boys.

“I would not agree.”

“Why not?”

“I am a Young Dragon destined to be an emperor, not to beco any human boy’s companion.”

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