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

Showing up to make a grand death, this contract Demon really couldn't save himself, demanding to steam the little Dragon Princess right off the bat...

As Lance's student, only he knew how protective his mentor could be...

Back then, when he was just a student, his mentor was willing to seat him on the throne, even if it meant instigating a coup.

Now, the Demon he summoned had the nerve to demand steaming the little Dragon Princess. That his mentor didn't explode on the spot and smack the Demon's brain out of its skull was already showing restraint.

After all, his mentor saw the little Dragon Princess as his own daughter.

To think of steaming the mentor's daughter right in front of him...

There are many ways to die, yet the contract Demon chose the fastest one.

Andre subconsciously looked towards his mentor.

His mentor was smiling, seemingly enjoying the conversation...

It even looked like he was curious about how his contract Demon planned to steam the little Dragon Princess next.

Hopeless.

The contract Demon was truly hopeless, judging by the mentor's demeanor.... He clearly didn't regard the contract Demon as significant.

The Young Dragon had just walked out of the manor with two pure Gold spheres in her claws when she looked up to see a gruesome-looking Demon talking about steaming a tender and delectable little dragon.

She wondered which unfortunate little dragon had caught the terrifying Demon's attention...

Not until the Demon's bell-like, blood-red eyes fell upon her and stared intently did she realize... the little dragon destined for the steaming basket was none other than her, the Amethyst Young Dragon.

Having hung around the Evil Dragon for so long, this was the second time she encountered a beast wanting to eat her.

The first time was with the giant squid mother, the Deep Sea Siren...

The second time was now, facing this Demon before her...

The Demon's methods were brutal, actually wanting to steam her...

Her legs felt a bit weak...

Meredith, Louis, Bazel, and Dalton shielded the Young Dragon behind them. If the demon from the Void really steamed the girl the old man raised as a daughter, he would probably go berserk...

"Legends speak of the Demon, Louis, Dalton... It's time to drink Lance's upgraded version of the 'Three-minute War God' Extraordinary Elixir. We didn't have the chance before, but this opponent is a Demon.... It's worth using the old man's Extraordinary Elixir,"

"That makes sense."

"No! Don't drink it! Don't!"

It was too late for the Young Dragon to stop them.

Louis, Bazel, Dalton, and Meredith with her rabbit ears, all downed the upgraded 'Three-minute War God' in one go.

"Why not drink it? Why shouldn't we?"

"There-there are... side effects."

"You gave us a scare, concoctions from the old man... Most new potions have side effects, but they're usually within a controllable range, no big deal."

"The side effects of this Extraordinary Elixir might be slightly more severe."

"???"

Meredith looked at the Young Dragon with confusion. How would the little Dragon Princess know the side effects of Lance's Extraordinary Elixir were somewhat severe if she had never drunk it?

"How... how severe?"

Meredith's speech became less fluent out of fear.

Even though she knew the side effects of the old man's concoctions were manageable, she was still concerned about those weird side effects.

"The side effects aren't really that terrifying... it's just that you might grow a turtle shell...."

"???"

"Grow a turtle shell?!!!"

Meredith's voice instantly became shrill. As a rabbit-eared girl, the possibility of growing a turtle shell on her body was something she absolutely could not accept!
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Her gaze fell upon the little dragon's head. Was this amethyst turtle shell on the little dragon's head a side effect of drinking the upgraded 'Three-minute War God'?

Louis, Bazel, and Dalton's hands twitched, barely restraining themselves from spitting it out.

Fortunately, they held back. With a great enemy before them, they wouldn't spit out the Extraordinary Elixir they had swallowed, even if it meant turning into a turtle...

"Not bad, not bad... these human souls are also quite delicious. Andre, this time... you have finally pleased me once, watch how a Demon elegantly savors a meal.

Delightful souls turned into fine wine, the tender and delectable little dragon sliced up, some stir-fried, some steamed, some braised, and that tiny head... turned into 'pork…' no, dragon head meat."

Dragon head meat with wine... I can't help it... just thinking about it makes me salivate. Andre, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and prepare the steaming basket."

"Hey, didn't you hear me, Andre? I asked you to prepare the steaming basket, what are you doing standing there staring at that... also somewhat appetizing human?

Hurry up, didn't you see I've put on an apron and am ready to feast… there...."

While talking and tying on the apron, the Demon suddenly felt something was off. The human on the ground that Andre had been watching was also putting on an apron.

Could it be that this human was a chef?

He was donning an apron with the intent to cook the tender and delectable little dragon for him?

Very good, very good... Euryale, the Blood Moon Demon, likes such perceptive humans. If his culinary skills are up to snuff, he might consider offering him a position as his personal chef.

"Heh... there seem to be quite a few surprises today. I didn't expect to find a chef among these extraordinary humans, but I wonder how good his skills are...."

They're very good.

The mentor's culinary skills are very good indeed.

"Euryale, I advise you to be kind."

"Andre, I urge you to hurry and prepare the steaming basket."

Andre's gaze landed on Lance, "Teacher, he...."