Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress

I really didn't call him "Liar Uncle" for nothing.

"I would never give you the chance to invite me."

"???!!!"

"You damn guy, give me back my sentiment!!! Give it back to me!!!"

Amelia teleported in front of Lance, grabbed his shoulders, and shook him wildly.

She wasn't dragged into this because she was willing to go through thick and thin with him.

But because he simply never gave her the chance to invite him to be a teammate!

Scare you to death...

Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor...

Coward Sword Ancestor is more like it...

"Stop shaking me; you're going to shake my bones loose."

"Let's go!"

Amelia let go of Lance and stormed out of the dining hall.

"Where to?"

"Back to my place to sleep."

"Walk slowly, don't fall."

"I'll come find you tomorrow."

Amelia left, the safety in Saint Blue City was very good, no need to be afraid of bad folks on a night walk.

Having been to so many human cities, Saint Blue's safety and atmosphere were the best, with no thieves or robbers.

In other human cities, one would avoid walking at night, but in Saint Blue one could boldly walk at night without worry.

At night there were knights patrolling on Earth Dragons.

Every now and then, Flying Dragons could be seen in the sky.

Under such circumstances, other extraordinaries wouldn't dare to cause trouble recklessly.

She'd go back to her place to sleep in the soft big bed and try contacting the hero Reg, as well as that gloomy guy, to see if they were free recently. If they were not too busy...

Maybe have them come to Saint Blue to see Lance a thousand years later and see if they could recognize him.

Having left the Earl's Mansion and walking under the snowflakes, Amelia breathed out a white mist, wrapped her scarf tighter, put her hands in her pockets, looked up at the night sky, and walked down the staircase toward Saint Blue City.

Liar Lance was really good at hiding himself.

But the changes in the other teammates were also quite significant, especially that gloomy guy, her current identity... it was also quite outrageous.

Lance would probably be startled to know her identity as well.

I wonder if the "Radiant" team's members would ever be able to reunite in Saint Blue again.

That's probably unlikely, as being a heroic spirit, Eilina... probably can't make it here.

Even if Saint Blue has Spirit Summoners, it's uncertain if they could summon Eilina.

Eilina probably wouldn't heed the summons of a Spirit Summoner so casually.

When Liar Lance dies, I'll ask if he wants to become a heroic spirit in the realm of heroic spirits.

If he does go there, I'll prepare some gifts for Eilina to give to her once Lance is in the realm of heroic spirits.

The identity of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor... should be enough for Liar Lance to qualify as a heroic spirit.

In the realm of heroic spirits, he could potentially be a powerful one.

Eilina will have company in the future.

"Aren't you going to send her off?"

"Send her off for what? The safety in Saint Blue is very good, no need for that. Besides, Amelia's strength is not weak, her archery is formidable, and in close combat, that huge bow can be used as a weapon. Except for you, there probably isn't anyone in Saint Blue City who can harm her right now."

Confirmed.

It was friendship.

Being the age of a Human Viscount, he was likely out of the mood for romance. It couldn't be helped, despite looking young; in fact, he was an ancestor-level Human.

At his age, he probably had little interest in love and romance.

His daily routine included fishing, basking in the sun for a nap, holding a stick with a canvas attached to it, and divining up and down the streets.

Such strange hobbies matched his age well.

"Human Viscount, have you ever thought of finding a companion for yourself? If you're interested, I could introduce you to a few older Saintesses."

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..." The Young Dragon couldn't hold back her laughter. Seeing the Evil Dragon gaze at her with a dark face, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her Dragon Claw: "I'm not laughing... I just ate too much... I burped... It's not laughter."

The Young Dragon turned her head to the side and tightly covered her mouth with her Dragon Claw, struggling to hold back her laughter.

Poor Evil Dragon.

In Thunder Dragon Erinna's eyes, he no longer deserved to talk about love with young and beautiful girls.

He wasn't even fit for a second marriage...

He only suited finding an aged old lady...

Poor guy, he had barely come of age and yet had come to this?

A laughable situation for a princess.

"Ingrid, put her on the blacklist; don't let her into the Earl's Mansion again."

"???"

"Why? I was kindly introducing you to older Saintesses, and you blacklist me... black... black... Fink... Fink... What are you doing? Let go of my Dragon Tail... I haven't finished eating... "

Lance grabbed Erinna's Dragon Tail, threw her out of the Earl's Mansion, and then closed the door.

Having lived so long, it was the first time he saw someone demeaning him like this...

The Young Dragon was helping Ingrid clear the plates in the dining hall, something that had become a habit. On Dragon Island, the Evil Dragon cooked, and she cleaned the plates, washed the pots, and scrubbed the dishes.

At the imperial capital, as the Evil Dragon put it, she was a little princess who had never dirtied her hands with spring water.

Ever since she was "picked up" by the Evil Dragon, in order not to be disliked by him, she started to become self-reliant...

Getting to know him a bit, she thought to be a useless Young Dragon, but the Evil Dragon vetoed it.

Gradually, she got used to the Evil Dragon cooking and her cleaning the pots and dishes.

"Dragon Whelp... come here for a second."

"Oh, wait a moment, coming... coming..."

The Young Dragon gave the pots and dishes to Ingrid and ran to the living room, not sure what the Evil Dragon wanted her for.

"Show me the Hammer that Erinna gave you."

"Oh."

The Young Dragon took out the Hammer from the Lucky Coin and handed it to the Evil Dragon. Erinna said it was a replica of Thor's Hammer, so the Evil Dragon probably wanted to test its power.