Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 419 - 262: The Young Dragon Must Strengthen Itself!

Future pups getting ripped off by their own master?

Where’s the conscience in that?

Just think about how much she suffered to identify and taste all the Hundred Herbs during these days, how many hardships she endured?

The Princess of the Phalan Empire, even got a nickna because of it.

Big-Headed Dragon, Chaleon, Grass-Eating Dragon...

If she had known earlier that she could use the Demon Race who troubled her as test subjects for herbs, she might not have managed that, but she could have made an effort to catch so weak rabbits to taste the herbs, right?

"Then why did you let taste the herbs myself?"

"In doing so, you can have a clearer understanding of the properties of the herbs. Plus, with by your side, your life isn’t in danger. I let those Demons who troubled taste the herbs because I don’t have a ’Protector’, so I must be extra careful.

You don’t have to worry about that and can boldly taste the herbs. Tasting herbs is just the first step, afterwards, you’ll need to learn how to use the properties of various herbs to concoct Extraordinary Elixirs.

The benefits of tasting the herbs for yourself will beco apparent later."

"Oh, I see."

The Young Dragon sighed, accepting Lance’s explanation.

As Lance, who was bent over picking herbs, turned to glance at the Young Dragon, it seed like the dragon trusted the future him a lot.

If it didn’t trust him, it would have questioned him.

The Young Dragon didn’t question him; it just grimaced and sighed.

Lance grew a bit curious about how the Young Dragon would get along with his future self.

Even now, he still found it hard to believe that his future self would pick up such a naive-looking Young Dragon to raise.

After harvesting so herbs that could be used as condints, Lance took the Young Dragon and left the Demon Academy, heading ho.

Lance, the Evil Dragon, had already beco famous in the Demon Academy; the higher Demons, the nobles, and the Royal Family hated him.

The middle and lower ranks of the Demon Race admired him because Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance was the only student who dared to speak to the Royal Family as equals despite his lower status.

He even dared to fight back against them.

What truly impressed the middle and lower-status Demons was the arrogant and unyielding Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance’s speed of acquiring knowledge, which even surpassed that of the Royal Family mbers.

Another enviable point was Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance’s social skills. Over ti, they felt that his relationship with the princesses of the Royal Family beca increasingly complicated.

They were both competitors and, it seed, also... friends?

Part foe, part friend...

Though the friendship was a small part, there indeed seed to be signs of friendship forming with mbers of the Royal Family...

Not to ntion Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance had also gained the recognition of most of the academy’s teachers, and even the principal.

He was also the only student bold enough to keep a ’Familiar’ and ’Beast’ within the academy.

He even secured a not-so-small piece of land for his ’Familiar’ and ’Beast’.

Such treatnt for a lower-status mber of the Demon Race was unprecedented in the history of the Demon Academy.

Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance was the first.

Back at his villa, Lance began preparing the base ingredients while the Young Dragon washed the food.

The Young Dragon had already mastered the task of washing ingredients.

"Lance, if I start a farm and plant vegetables and fruits, can that land be considered my territory?"

"Yes, you can treat that land as your own until I leave the academy."

"Then, if a student from the Demon Academy enters my farmland without my consent, and I catch them, can I punish them? For instance, make them help with weeding or clearing the land, is that okay?"

"Yes, as long as you have the strength to subdue them."

The Demon Academy does not forbid fighting.

It’s normal for the losing party to pay a price after a defeat.

To use the words of the Demon Academy: When fighting in the wild or battling against extraordinary beings or heroes of the Human World, losing the battle ans losing your life.

Similarly, in the academy, if you challenge a classmate and lose, it ans your life is over.

Because of school rules, you can’t kill your classmate in a fight, but the victor may demand the loser to do so tasks within a ti limit.

Kind of interesting.

Listening to the Young Dragon’s words, it was clear that she was interested in having a match with the students from the Demon Academy.

During this period, he had been gauging the Young Dragon’s abilities; her dragon body had good resistance to hits, her speed was fast, but her attack power was sowhat lacking.

The power of her Dragon Breath wasn’t very strong either.

However, she had many protective artifacts on her. Relying on those, if she mingled a little, she might even earn the title "Little Magic Dragon of Chaos".

The future self hadn’t taught the Young Dragon any martial arts yet.

If he did teach her martial arts, given the current strength of her dragon body combined with attacking martial arts, she might be able to break all spells with brute force.

He guessed that his future self wanted the Young Dragon to take the path of overwhelming all with sheer power.

That’s because he saw a source energy tool on the Young Dragon that could change gravity at will.

This was not only a training device to improve her physical abilities, but also a limiter.

Wearing that thing all the ti, the Young Dragon would underestimate her own strength.

Soday, when she no longer had that limiter on her, that’s when her own strength would probably shock her.

"What if I can’t beat those demons from the Demon Academy who co to trouble with that thing?"

"Call for your parents."

???

Call for your parents?

What does that an?

Parents...?

Wait, did Evil Dragon an... if she couldn’t beat them, she should call him?

Isn’t he assuming the role of a parent a bit too soon?

Sigh...

Failed to trick the underage Evil Dragon into calling her big sister.

"So, what if my demons of the Demon Academy can’t be beaten either, and they also call for their parents, what then?"

"Call for your parents."

"......."

"Can you beat the parents of the demon students?"

"Don’t know, you find out by fighting. But given your personality, that situation probably won’t occur."

After finishing preparing the hot pot base, the Young Dragon also brought the cleaned vegetables to the table, and they chatted briefly and sporadically before starting to enjoy tonight’s dinner.

After dinner, the Young Dragon rested for a while and went to clean the pots and pans.

Evil Dragon was reading a book.

The Young Dragon noticed that before going to sleep, Evil Dragon would also practice Health Cultivation Skill, and he would do it again in the morning.

No wonder that even at three thousand four hundred and fifty-six years old, Evil Dragon’s body was larger than other Giant Dragons. The Health Cultivation Skill must have played so role.

Before going to sleep, she also practiced the Health Cultivation Skill.

After practicing the Health Cultivation Skill and returning to the bedroom, the Young Dragon sat cross-legged on the bed and began to organize the protective artifacts inside the Lucky Coin, taking out so artifacts with odd powers from the Lucky Coin and arranging them on the bed.

All-Purpose Scissors: These scissors are as tall as a person and can cut through anything.

Simulated Paintbrush: Using this brush for painting can create deceptively real artworks.

Multicolored Paint: This paint allows you to mix any color you want to use.

Sun Shooting Divine Bow: Even the sun...

Seeing the na of the Divine Bow, the Young Dragon imdiately put it back into the Lucky Coin, let it collect dust in the Lucky Coin for a lifeti; she dared not use it anyway.

Soul Brush: A single brush allows the soul to leave the body. Using this brush on the wandering soul can make it shine brightly.

Evil Dragon Gauntlets: Wear these gauntlets, and you beco the Fist King.