Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 349: 223: A Duchy? The Holy Blue Duchy?! What a plig

Chapter 349: Chapter 223: A Duchy? The Holy Blue Duchy?! What a plight you’ve brought upon this Grand Duke!_2

Where did this duchy co from?

“You just ntioned… a duchy?”

“Yes.”

“What duchy? How did a duchy just pop up all of a sudden?”

“Holy Blue Duchy.”

“???”

What a ss, how did Saint Blue suddenly beco a duchy?!

A city, a few towns, this tiny bit of territory… also qualifies as a [duchy]?

Is this a rebellion?

Under Leia’s seduction, Tixia wouldn’t have raised the banner of revolt, would she?

“Saint Blue… rebelled?”

“Ah? What revolt… a rebellion? No, no… We in Holy Blue haven’t rebelled, but because of our rapid developnt, we aroused the envy of the Red Maple Royal Family, and then… during our developnt… we were sched against by the current King of the Red Maple Kingdom…”

If scheming against Saint Blue made it a duchy, had it not been for their plotting, would Saint Blue have taken over the Red Maple Kingdom without anyone knowing?!

I really want to say to him, “It’s cold out, why not put on an extra layer?”

Lance even wanted to break out in a cold sweat, he as the Black Dragon, was loyal, honest, and without much ambition, how did he end up with such ambitious subjects.

You all have really troubled this king… cough… troubled this Black Dragon.

“Let’s not discuss how Saint Blue beca a duchy for now, tell the good news, let hear this good news of yours.”

“The good news is: congratulations to the Viscount for becoming a Duke with 8 provinces, although our Holy Blue Duchy has run into so financial problems, as long as we get through this difficult period, give us a few years, and our Holy Blue Duchy can fully stand up to the Red Maple Kingdom.”

Tixia was being conservative, as long as their Holy Blue Duchy could get through this financial crisis, given a few more years, they could put the Viscount on the throne.

The 8 provinces were bought from the hands of the Red Maple Royal Family, but it was only after purchasing them that they realized, aside from Holy Blue Province, the other seven provinces were all in a financial deficit.

They were tricked by the King of the Red Maple Kingdom.

The King of the Red Maple Kingdom sought to use those seven financially deficit provinces to drag down Holy Blue.

It was an overt plot.

If Saint Blue wanted to grow stronger through peaceful ans, they had to have more territory.

The King of the Red Maple Kingdom wanted to curb Saint Blue’s developnt and also didn’t want to go to war with Saint Blue lightly, so he thought of using this thod to drag down their finances…

“Dragon Whelp, pack up.”

“Heading back to Holy Blue?”

“Back to what Holy Blue? We’re on the run, man, eight provinces, that’s over a hundred thousand mouths, what am I supposed to feed them with?”

“Dragon dung.”

The Young Dragon was kicked into the sky by Lance with one foot.

This silly kid, how could he say such a thing without a second thought?

What does he take for?

Tixia, in the projection screen, covered her mouth to stifle a laugh; the little dragon prince’s response… was too funny.

I really can’t help it.

“Viscount, when will you be coming back?”

“Don’t call Viscount.”

“Duke?”

“Hang up, hang up, I don’t want to talk to you guys for now.”

Lance ended the projection call; he was about to be driven to breathe fire by that bunch from Saint Blue.

The work in the field was done; he originally wanted to relax in Holy Blue, do so fishing, and stroll the streets to see if he could dig up so kids with special fates.

But then… lightning struck at the start of the event.

He had beco a Duke with eight provinces, but the newly promoted Holy Blue Duchy… couldn’t withstand the financial pressure….

He shouldn’t have contacted Tixia today.

May 1st, what holiday is that?

Labor Day, right.

A financial deficit, surely they can’t expect , the Duke, to cover it with my own money?

If I slept on piles of gold, silver, and jewels every day like those Evil Dragons in the legends, I’d say let’s cover the costs.

But the key is that I’m broke.

How can I make up for it without money?

You can’t expect to get a job, can you?

I’m a Duke, not just any Duke, but a Black Dragon.

What does it look like, getting a job?

If Reg finds out, won’t he take the opportunity to write a book about it?

The title doesn’t even need a second thought: Work Hard, Lord Black Dragon!

The Young Dragon that was kicked into the sky flew back.

Her violet-gold vertical pupils showed excitent.

The small Holy Blue had leapt to beco a duchy; if the Black Dragon tried a little harder, ascending to a kingdom was not an impossibility.

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“Lance, Lance, are you really not returning to Holy Blue?”

“With the humans from the eight provinces, what should I go back to support them with?”

“Dragon… cough… Holy Blue… Holy Blue can afford it.”

“Afford it my foot, didn’t you hear Tixia saying that the finances are about to collapse?”

“We set up a stall to earn money to supplent Holy Blue, helping Holy Blue through this crisis.”

This has the potential to beco a kingdom of a duchy.

Hehe, if there’s no chance to return to the Phalan Empire, inheriting a human country that can beco a kingdom from the Evil Dragon isn’t bad either.

Now that it’s a duchy, how regrettable would it be to collapse due to financial issues?

Lance sighed.

In the Human World, most of the lords are supported by the citizens of their territories.

How has it co to the point where he, a lord, is supporting the citizens of his territory?

Alas.

Maybe a visit to Holy Blue is in order tomorrow.

“Dragon Whelp, pack up, we’re going to Holy Blue tomorrow.”

“Should we pack up the stall goods too?”

“There’s no need to bring them.”

“Oh.”

The Young Dragon went to pack up his belongings.

Black Dragon Calendar year 3456, May 2nd, clear skies.

Lance took the Dragon Whelp back to Holy Blue.

The signboard of the Earl’s Mansion had already been replaced with Holy Blue Royal Mansion.

Just as they entered the small courtyard of [Holy Blue Royal Mansion], the maid Ingrid hurried over to Lance, curtsied, and said, “Viscount sir, you’re finally back.”

Seeing Ingrid, Lance once again felt the urge to flee.

She’s beco thin.

Ingrid has beco thin!

What does this an?

This indicates that the officials in charge of conquest in Holy Blue have not had enough to eat recently.

Look what they’ve done to Ingrid, starving her like this.

“Which damn fool starved our maid thin again?”

“Ah? No… Viscount sir, you’ve misunderstood, I’ve been dieting recently, I’m not thin from hunger, really.”

“You’ve worked hard. Contact Tixia and Leia, let those two co to see .”

“Yes.”

About half an hour later, in the living room.

Tixia and Leia appeared in the hall, and upon seeing Lance, they exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the Viscount sir, they felt much more at ease.

“Viscount sir.”

“Enough, no need for formalities, sit down and let’s talk. Ingrid, make them a cup of black tea.”

“Yes.”

Tixia and Leia sat down opposite Lance and the Dragon Whelp.

Lance looked the two over and took out two specially prepared dicinal liquids from the Diamond Talisman, handing them to Tixia and Leia: “This is for replenishing the body and energizing, take it back for the officials who are staying up late handling affairs to drink. You two should drink it as well.”

“Thank you, Viscount sir.”

Tixia and Leia were moved. The first thing the Viscount sir did upon seeing them wasn’t to inquire about the financial issues, but rather to give them dicinal liquids and care about their health…

Surely, no servant could refuse to serve a lord… a grand duke like this.

“Viscount sir, the financial crisis…”

Lance raised his hand to interrupt Tixia’s words, “Don’t go into the details of what caused the financial crisis. People make mistakes and horses stumble; it’s normal to be outsmarted once. Just tell directly, how much money do we need to get Holy Blue through this crisis?”

“One million, at least one million Gold Coins are needed to get through this crisis.”

“How many Gold Coins?!”

“O-one… one million Gold Coins…”

“Dragon Whelp, pack up.”

“Viscount sir, please don’t run away, we…”

“Run away? I’m going to work, if I don’t work, where are you going to earn these one million Gold Coins? Alright, don’t put too much pressure on yourselves. One million Gold Coins, I’ll make the Dragon Whelp suffer a bit and we should be able to earn it. Your task is… to continue to maintain the current state of affairs in Holy Blue, and make sure to dispense the military salaries in full.”

“Tixia, is the Thunder Giant Dragon Erinna still at the Dragon God Temple? If so… I’ll go find her first and borrow ten thousand, or a hundred thousand Gold Coins to alleviate so of your pressure.”

“Viscount sir…” Tixia suddenly stood up, walked to the hall, kneeled on one knee, and with teary eyes said, “It’s my fault for making you suffer.”

Lance got up, walked over to Tixia, and helped her up: “You’re thinking too much, I won’t make myself suffer no matter how hard it gets, don’t bla yourself, I can assu this responsibility. Just one million Gold Coins, with a quick heist or so everything we need will be at hand.”

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