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

"Lord Viscount... Has the guest sitting opposite you left?"

"Uh, what happened?"

"She... ordered a bottle of red wine worth a hundred gold coins... and didn't pay."

"???"

A bad feeling suddenly washed over Lance.

"Glass... Glass... Glass has some words on it, Lord Viscount, quickly look, some words mysteriously appeared on the glass."

Lance looked at the glass: [The honorable Viscount of Saint Blue City, you wouldn't mind buying a beautiful, pretty lady a drink, would you?]

Mind!

Very much mind!

How could he, a Black Dragon who had been single for over three thousand four hundred years, not mind?

He certainly didn't want to buy an older woman a drink!

Damn it!

He had been fooled by the grace she displayed.

A hundred gold coins...

This money... the restaurant couldn't possibly bear the cost, right?

"Put it on my tab."

"Ah? Lord Viscount..."

"She's my friend, no worries, put it on my tab."

To avoid giving the restaurant owner any psychological burden, Lance lied about Jessica being his friend.

Just a hundred gold coins!!!

The next time he saw this older woman, he intended to make her pay it back double!

"Oh oh oh, Lord Viscount, here is the steak you ordered."

The waiter placed the steak down, bowed to Lance, and left.

Lance glanced at the spot on the table where the wine bottle had been—it seemed she had even taken the unfinished wine with her. Impressive.

...

Black Dragon Island.

Lance had just finished chopping the filling for the dumplings, while Young Dragon Lucia, wearing an apron, was kneading and rolling out the dough for the dumplings.

Even not being in Saint Blue, they could still have dumplings on Black Dragon Island, though it hadn't snowed in the Deep Sea area yet, but it was getting cold.

Eating dumplings was quite nice.

They would make sweet dumplings tomorrow.

It was Young Dragon's first time making dumplings, sometimes she didn't control her strength well and would poke holes in the dumpling wrappers.

Making dumplings wasn't a highly technical task; do it enough, and naturally, you get better.

Any ruined dumplings were handled by Lance, who remade them into smaller ones without minding as he could eat half a pot at once.

Eating dumplings one by one had its charm.

They planned to cook two pots of dumplings.

One pot of boiled dumplings.

One pot of soup dumplings.

Having sealed a new dumpling, Young Dragon scratched her face with a dragon claw, feeling a sense of achievement when looking at the neatly arranged dumplings of varying sizes.

Back in the Farolan Empire, she would make dumplings for her parents who had never tried them.

As for her annoying older sister Asina, she would stand by and watch them eat.

Hehe.

Shadowing the Evil Dragon, not only did she progress in her cultivation, but she also made significant strides in daily life skills, at least now she could cook.

As long as there's food, she wouldn't starve.

And no more worries about eating field mice when wandering.

Ptooey ptooey ptooey...

She had never eaten a field mouse.

Not even in her most desperate times.

Evil Dragon said, next year she could farm with him.

This year's harvest was quite good.

If she plants tomorrow, it might not be as good as this year's.

She worried that the little bit of crops she would plant might not survive.

"Dragon Cub, after fighting with those Bronze Young Dragons today, how do you assess the strength of the dragons on Dragon Island?"

"They are strong, they don't quite understand my fighting style, and struggled during the fight. Oh, there's a Bronze Young Dragon named Herman who likes to use Source Power artifacts during combat.

He bought those artifacts from 'Otherworldly Department Store Magic House,' including your Sword Intent Scrolls."

"Then the Sword Intent Scrolls he used shouldn't be able to hurt you."

"It's like this, but to showcase how powerful the Sword Intent Scrolls you made are, I pretended to be severely injured. I really put on a performance in this afternoon's battle."

In his Dragon Form, Lance looked down at the Dragon Cub beside him. He was a good kid, aware of the need to maintain the quality of their products.

Not bad.

In the future, if anyone calls his Dragon Cub dumb, he'll beat them up.

Sometimes, the Dragon Cub is quite clever.

"Those Magic Potions that enhance your own defense, use them when it's time and sell them when it's time. Once they're given to you, they're yours to deal with freely."

"Can I keep the Gold Coins I earn from selling stuff?"

"You can," Lance paused in his dumpling making, "So that's why you came back to the island to ask me for a jar, you want to save money?"

The Young Dragon grinned and then nodded vigorously.

She wanted to save enough money for the Evil Dragon to get a wife.

The money given to the Evil Dragon would either be spent by him or used to order clothes for her.

She already had her own wardrobe, and with the clothes in there, she could wear a different set each day and still have enough for half a year.

All of them were sets.

When leaving Black Dragon Island, she might take all these clothes with her.

By the time she turned into a human, those clothes probably wouldn't fit anymore.

No matter, they could be altered.

Altered to still fit.

Couldn't waste them, the materials of those clothes were quite good and the styles were very modern.

She really liked them.

"Lance, I won't have to fight with the Dragon Island Young Dragons every other day for the next while, will I?"

"Up to you, if you want to fight them, fight; if you don't, then refuse. If it gets annoying, just activate the Cards I gave you."

"Are we still going to Dragon Island?"

"Not for now, we'll wait until next spring to leave Saint Blue and head to Dragon Domain. During this time, the Young Dragons and the adult Giant Dragons from Dragon Island will probably keep appearing in Saint Blue. We'll subdue this group first in Saint Blue.

Once on Dragon Island, we won't be bullied by the other Giant Dragons there. Hmm... If you want to make money, you could take the opportunity to promote our products."

Lance talked casually with the Young Dragon while wrapping dumplings.

Dragon Island's Giant Dragons were now coming one by one or two by two to Saint Blue. After some time, they'll probably come in droves.

From his understanding of the Dragon Island Giant Dragons, these dragons having taken losses here under him, the Black Dragon, might still take losses under [human Lance].

Once burned, twice burned...

That's how Giant Dragons are.

It's not that they're brainless, but the nature of the Dragon Clan makes them hate to admit defeat.

Looks like he'd need to prepare more Magic Potions for nourishing the body.

Hmm... He also needed to prepare more Magic Potions that supplement vital essence.

Fighting with the Dragon Island Giant Dragons, he'd drain their blood if he won and then sell Magic Potions to them...

His Magic Potions were worth the money, and perhaps using his Magic Potions could even boost the birth rate on Dragon Island.

You have to know, some herbs for these vital essence-supplementing Magic Potions came from the Deep Sea.

They're very powerful.

A single use might not show much effect, but continuous consumption, or long-term use, would definitely have a strong effect.

Bronze Giant Dragon Phillips could probably use this kind of potion too. Maybe in a few days, Phillips' wife would find him and demand money...

Paying them wasn't possible, but he might tearfully earn a little less from them.

"The water is boiling."

"Put the dumplings in."

The Young Dragon put the dumplings she had made into the pot, a few at a time.

With Lance's help, the speed of wrapping dumplings increased significantly.

"Lance, Er Gouzi's third head seems to need a lot of energy to grow. Let's make more dumplings for Er Gouzi to help his third head grow faster, so he can truly become Hell's Cerberus."

The Young Dragon hadn't forgotten Er Gouzi, she was still counting on Er Gouzi to have her back.

A Three-Headed Hellhound was much more impressive than a Two-Headed Hellhound.

"Sure, we'll give him an extra meal tonight. If he doesn't resist, I don't mind giving him some nutritional Magic Potions."

The Young Dragon placed her dumplings into the pot, a few at a time.

With Lance's help, the speed of wrapping dumplings increased significantly.

"Lance, Er Gouzi's third head seems to need a lot of energy to grow. Let's make more dumplings for Er Gouzi to help his third head grow faster, so he can truly become Hell's Cerberus."

The Young Dragon hadn't forgotten Er Gouzi, she was still counting on Er Gouzi to have her back.

A Three-Headed Hellhound was much more impressive than a Two-Headed Hellhound.

"Sure, we'll give him an extra meal tonight. If he doesn't resist, I don't mind giving him some nutritional Magic Potions."

Er Gouzi was very resistant to his prepared Magic Potions and sometimes secretly dumped them.