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

Chapter 206: Chapter 158 Lance, the Apprentice Grim Reaper You Signed Off Was Killed [Extra for 2000 Monthly Votes]_2

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“Thinking too much is bad for the heart, tiresome. Take one step at a time, speak one step at a time, that’s best.”

“If a human strong enough to become a deity doesn’t mind joining Hell, I, as an undead skeletal dragon… seem to find no reason to refuse to sign a Death God Contract with you.”

“You are my friend, and I believe… you won’t let a friend down.”

With a thought, Lance blocked Amelia and Venus’ vision and hearing.

A black and red scroll flew out from between Lance’s fingers and floated in front of the undead skeletal dragon.

“Sign your true name here, and from today on… you will be an intern reaper. I will have Hell Death God Solomon contact you and issue you a set of Reaper gear.”

The undead skeletal dragon Garcia glanced at the scroll’s contents and wrote his true name upon it.

He hoped that the human before him would live up to this trust.

“Done.”

The undead skeletal dragon Garcia handed the scroll back to Lance.

“Congratulations, from now on, you are an undead skeletal dragon with a backing, a background, and a rank. Ask your dependents if they’d like to join Hell, if they are willing, they can still serve under your command.

Of course… their salary… is your responsibility.”

Lance put away the scroll, and a pitch-black Grim Reaper’s scythe flew out from his fingers to the undead skeletal dragon Garcia: “Use this Grim Reaper’s scythe for now, and when Hell crafts your personal reaper’s scythe… then you can return this one to me.”

“How should I address you now? My friend? Lance? My lord?”

“Whatever you like, I’m not very particular about it.”

“Don’t reveal to my teammates that I am an intern reaper.”

“I understand. As a loyal servant of Hell like you, you might become a spy Hell plants in the Divine Realm in the future.”

“???”

Brainless and prone to wild conjectures…

“Later, a Hell reaper will contact you. Just tell them you’re the intern reaper I signed up.”

“Got it.”

Lance snapped his fingers, and the domain was lifted.

The larger part of the skeletal dragon’s corpse appeared on the outside of the dusky mist, with a small part still within it.

“Let’s go, time to go home and sleep.”

“My friend, remember to stay in touch.”

Lance waved to the undead skeletal dragon Garcia and sat on Turtle’s back to leave the Twilight Grand Canyon.

Amelia and Venus gathered beside Lance.

“Liar Lance, was that your domain just now?”

“Yes.”

“What were you and the undead skeletal dragon talking about? Why couldn’t me and Venus hear you?”

“The domain is unstable, sometimes small problems occur.”

“You better be telling the truth.”

“Of course, haven’t you seen my domain even leak water sometimes? The moon might even fall from the night sky; these are all due to the instability of the domain.”

After thinking it over, Amelia believed Lance might be telling the truth — the moon falling from the sky, the heavens leaking… it indeed sounded far-fetched.

When would she be able to carve out her own “Domain of the Arrow”?

“Lance, how strong are you, really?”

Venus squatted opposite Lance, staring intently, amazed how he single-handedly changed the undead skeletal dragon’s attitude.

Without the power to suppress the skeletal dragon, this would never be possible.

“Swordsmanship to God, I’m currently about a [Sword God], not very strong, but not weak either…

I’ll organize my experience in establishing a domain when I return, and then share it with you and Amelia. Maybe it can help you both to develop your own domains sooner. I’m sleepy, let me sleep for a bit, and we can talk about anything else… after we wake up.”

The dragon whelp had already fallen asleep on Turtle’s back, covered with a small blanket.

He slept soundly.

Drowsiness is contagious, seeing his own dragon whelp sleep so sweetly made him feel extremely sleepy as well.

He simply lay on Turtle’s back, took the blanket given by the dragon whelp from the Diamond Talisman, covered himself with it, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Amelia and Venus exchanged a glance and stood on Turtle’s back as guards.

There were still many monsters here, they couldn’t sleep.

Leaving the Twilight Grand Canyon… it was good to lie on Turtle’s back for a little nap.

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Black Dragon Calendar 3456, January 1st, clear.

The Evil Dragon returned to Saint Blue. His teammate from a thousand years ago, Amelia, stayed in the city with the Intern Reaper Venus, saying she would bring Venus to stay in Saint Blue after a while.

When she left, she reminded the Evil Dragon to remember to renew her rent, with the money deducted from the debt the Evil Dragon owed her…

Last night was New Year’s Eve on Black Dragon Island.

The Evil Dragon organized a bonfire party with roasted meat, red wine, fruit wine, and fireworks.

The squid mother, who had been missing for a long time, appeared on Black Dragon Island last night. After eating some of the Evil Dragon’s roasted meat and drinking several bottles of white wine, she danced with Er Gouzi all night with her tentacles…@@novelbin@@

As a result, when it was time to leave Black Dragon Island this morning, Er Gouzi couldn’t be woken up no matter how much he was called.

In the blink of an eye, she, the Amethyst Young Dragon, had already been by the Evil Dragon’s side for over half a year and had even spent a New Year’s Eve with him.

Last night’s New Year’s Eve…it was quite nice.

The fireworks made by the Evil Dragon… The moment they exploded in the sky, a figure of an Amethyst Young Dragon appeared.

Because it was New Year’s Eve, Lance let her eat and drink as much as she wanted and play however she liked…

Then, when it was midnight, the fireworks set up on the beach launched into the sky and blossomed spectacularly.

Firecrackers were also set off.

Perhaps she had slightly too much fruit wine…

When the Evil Dragon asked her to say a New Year’s greeting…she accidentally said… Evil Dragon, you’ve aged another year…

Because of that one sentence, she had a headache all night…

The Evil Dragon was one year older.

She, the Amethyst Young Dragon, had aged one year.

If she were still in the imperial capital, she would be of age after her birthday this year.

She would be eligible for her own Guardian Knight.

Now… in the eyes of the Evil Dragon, she was still more than two thousand years away from adulthood…

The Evil Dragon said that when she comes of age, he would make her a super-sized multi-layered cake for her to eat.

If she could live that long… A big multi-layered cake, she could gulp it down in one bite.

She received a New Year’s gift from the Evil Dragon.

Four sets of seasonal clothes for spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

A big red envelope containing 10 Gold Coins.

And several sets of Dragon Script practice booklets…

He also said that he would give her New Year’s money during the celebration.

New Year’s money?

When celebrating New Year’s in the imperial capital, there’s no tradition of giving New Year’s money, and she didn’t understand the meaning of it.

The Evil Dragon explained that New Year’s money can suppress evil spirits. The juniors who receive it can have a safe and peaceful year.

It symbolizes dispelling evil and securing safety…

So Dragon Island has such a tradition?

If she became the Emperor of the Farolan Empire, she would also create a festival and distribute New Year’s money to the younger generations during the celebration.

On the first day of the Black Dragon Calendar 3456, she, the Young Dragon, holding a clean towel, wiped every corner of the Dragon God Temple.

The Evil Dragon lay on the rocking chair, chatting with Hell Death God Solomon in front of the Dragon God statue.

“Lance, a Reaper complained to me, saying I’m enforcing laws across regions and even poached an Intern Reaper under his observation… I’ve been staying on the Demon Race’s side, with no chance to do such things. The Intern Reapers who signed Death God Contracts with me also aren’t qualified to represent Hell in signing Death God Contracts. Thinking it over, I find you the most suspicious. How could you dig your own people’s corners?”

“I haven’t poached anyone, but signing an Intern Reaper is true. I’ll tell you the number of the Grim Reaper’s Scythe the Intern Reaper holds. Contact him and get him a proper set of Reaper’s gear.”

“Got it, I’ll catch up with you later, first I need to check on the Intern Reaper you signed up.”

Hell Death God Solomon closed the projection call.

In Hell, he dialed the projection call to the Intern Reaper Garcia.

The projection call connected.

A fierce and terrifying Skeletal Dragon appeared in the projection.

Just as the Skeletal Dragon raised its bone claw, Death God Solomon immediately closed the projection.

He then redialed Lance’s projection call, and Lance appeared in the projection screen.

“Damn it, Lance, The Intern Reaper you signed is a short-lived ghost. He’s been killed…”

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