Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 328: 213: The Three of Us and One Dragon Against Hel

Chapter 328: Chapter 213: The Three of Us and One Dragon Against Hell? Plus the Spirits of the Divine Realm?

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So, what Lance ant was, he feared that they would die before him, and that’s why he chose to sacrifice himself and took the opportunity to leave the team?

Unfathomable…

Well, sowhat understandable.

As the captain of the Sunrise Squad, he had lived for over a thousand years. In those thousand years, he had experienced too many farewells and witnessed too many departures.

It was heart-wrenching to watch his friends grow up from childhood, et friends, and step by step reach the end of their lives, leaving him alone. That kind of loneliness and sorrow would gradually numb the soul.

He was lucky, at the very least, there was a long-lived species among his teammates: Elf Alia.

When about to be swallowed by endless loneliness, he would subconsciously remind himself that he was not alone, he still had teammates.

The earlier feeling of being unable to understand was because he had forgotten that feeling, since he hadn’t made any new friends in the last few hundred years.

He only occasionally contacted Alia and Venus.

Lance, being a Pureblood Giant Dragon, could live for a very, very long ti. Choosing to leave the team in that way was probably because he truly didn’t want to watch his teammates die before his eyes.

“Fine, the matter of faking your death and sacrificing yourself can be explained away. But why conceal the fact that you’re a Black Dragon?”

“Non-kin, their hearts differ.”

“I haven’t, I’m not, I don’t have ulterior motives, I sincerely wanted to be friends with you all when I joined the team. I often invited you all to als, didn’t I?”

“Calm down, I’m not talking about you, but . What sort of ill-intent could you, a foolish elf girl carrying a hefty sum of money, possibly have?

If it weren’t for seeing you had money, I wouldn’t have actively invited you to join the Sunrise Squad.”

After calming down Elf Alia with a few words, Lance’s gaze fell on Reg and Venus, “You might accept a foolish… oh, a pure and wealthy elf girl as a teammate, but you’d never accept a Black Dragon.

You know what a Black Dragon symbolizes. If I truly interacted with you as a Black Dragon, maybe, while getting along, you would beco my Clan mbers.”

Of course, I don’t rule out that, while getting along… you might start coveting my wealth, and even this dragon life of mine.

And most importantly, if I had joined the team as a Black Dragon, would you still need to adventure? Would you still be able to grow up healthy and strong?

No, you would be influenced by , and over ti, your ntality could go two ways.

One, you would be captivated by my charm, by Dragon style, and willingly beco my Clan mbers, calling Lord Lance.

Two, you would be intimidated by my strength and bravery, developing either dependence or rebellion towards . If it’s dependence, you would lose your own character and charm.

If it’s rebellion, your ntality would beco twisted, you’d inexplicably despise , beco hostile towards , and eventually, I would find out and end up hanging you up and… beating you.”

In order for Reg, Venus, and Alia to know how he would hang them up to beat them,

Lance pulled out a clothes rack that could spin and dry clothes from the Diamond Talisman.

The base was made of solid iron, with a pole in the middle and a rotatable, clothes-hanging circle at the top.

“See this clothesline? If your mind gets twisted, I’ll hang you on this, restrain you, and whip your butts with a fly swatter.

Since it rotates, you don’t have to worry about fairness.”

Upon hearing Lance’s description, and catching sight of the oversized, spinning clothes rack, both Alia and Venus subconsciously covered their bottoms with their hands.

Reg’s hands also subconsciously lifted behind him.

A thousand years ago, Sorcerer-pharmacist Lance said this, and they believed that Sorcerer-pharmacist Lance wouldn’t do it.

Black Dragon Lance said this, and they believed Lance ant what he said.

“Don’t be scared, you haven’t grown crooked, and I haven’t interacted with you as a Black Dragon. This is for later, to beat the Dragon Whelp I am raising.”

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The Young Dragon lying under the fruit tree imdiately stood up, sat on its haunches, and even tried to use its Dragon Claw to cover its own dragon behind.

To be hung on a clothesline and spanked… just the thought of it was embarrassing.

She was ant to beco an emperor; how could she let an Evil Dragon hang her on a clothes rack and spank her?

The Emperor of Farolan can’t have a tainted history!

Alia’s gaze landed on the Young Dragon. This Athyst Young Dragon must be the Princess Saint Blue, the small dragon under one and a half ters tall, right?

She didn’t expect it to be so big after returning to its original size.

Even though its body had grown larger, it still looked adorably silly.

“So, interacting with you under the identity of human Lance, it’s good for all of us. If I had interacted with you as a Black Dragon, would Alia dare call ‘Liar Lance’?

Would you, upon seeing , dare to give a hug like the one before? Accept this well-ant secrecy, accept the arrangents of the Goddess of Fate, you have to believe that our eting, acquaintance, and companionship…are divine providence.”

“…”

Reg felt that Lance, this ancient being who had lived for who knows how many years, was using his vast experience and knowledge to brainwash him.

The problem was, when Lance spoke, images corresponding to Lance’s words ford in his mind, and he realized… If Lance had truly interacted with them as a Black Dragon from the start,

They might not have beco friends.

And even if they had beco friends, once they knew Lance’s true identity and faced mortal danger, they too might end up doing as Lance said, instinctively seeking his help, and then slowly developing dependence on Lance.

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