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

Chapter 210: Chapter 160 Young Master Lance, Long Time No See_2

Speaking of domains, Lance paused mid-sentence, gazing into Erinna’s vertical pupils with curiosity, “Do all the Pureblood Dragons of Dragon Island… possess their own ‘Domains’?”

“Most Pureblood Dragons do not have their own ‘Domains’, because we Pureblood Dragons feel that ordinary domains pose no threat to a dragon’s life, especially those of human powerhouses who have just established their domains; their domains cannot accommodate the dragon body of a Pureblood Dragon.”

As for those domains large enough to accommodate a dragon, such human powerhouses, even without deploying a domain, could defeat a regular Pureblood Dragon merely based on their own strength.

“Faced with such powerhouses, normal Pureblood Dragons would offer them a chance to sign a Dragon Knight contract.”

“Of course, there are dragons on Dragon Island who have created their own ‘Dragon Domains’, which are what you humans refer to as ‘Domains’.”

“What a pity, with our lengthy lifespans, even ordinary Pureblood Dragons… could try to open a domain, which is an advantage unique to the long-lived species.”

Being part of the long-lived, it’s likely that most of the Pureblood Dragons on Dragon Island spend their time sleeping, even though sleep is an essential part of a dragon’s growth.

But if they wanted, they could certainly find the time to learn; if only the Pureblood Dragons on Dragon Island possessed the human drive for self-improvement…

“You’re thinking too much. Living longer doesn’t mean that everything can be solved through learning, just like humans who receive education from a young age. After reaching adulthood, how many of them stand out from their peers?

And among those ‘Holy Tier’ and ‘God Tier’ powerhouses, how many can establish their own domains? In a race, the exceptional geniuses only make up a small fraction, the majority are ordinary people, unremarkable in any way.

Some things cannot be obtained simply by diligent study and practice.”

“You make a valid point.”

If all the dragons on Dragon Island were like he imagined, then the legendary Age of Dragons… would not have become history.

He had become haughty, forgetting the saying, “Each dream shines in its own way.”

What he understood clearly, perhaps the Pureblood Dragons of Dragon Island knew as well, but they still chose… the dragon life they desired.

Without a threat to their survival, they naturally do whatever is most comfortable.

Compared to other races, the advantages of the Dragon race are too great; they need not train much, as they grow stronger simply by sleeping.

Humans toil for decades, even centuries, to grow stronger, while dragons effortlessly gain considerable power with just a slumber.

Asking them to sacrifice their leisure and sleep to enhance their strength is impractical.

Putting himself in their place, if he had been born on Dragon Island without any survival threats, he figured he likely wouldn’t have much obsession with becoming strong either.

He really had become conceited, first by defeating the Golden Giant Dragon Austin, then by besting the Thunder Giant Dragon Erinna wielding a Divine Artifact, and later on, overcoming three of his kin, each armed with a Divine Artifact, single-handedly.

This led to an unconscious shift in his mentality, giving rise to a vague sense of superiority.

He even looked down somewhat on his own kind who enjoyed their long sleep…

He was momentarily lost, but it was no big issue.

His purpose in becoming stronger was to enjoy life better,

rather than to compete and excel.

“Dragon Whelp, let’s go.”

“Where to?”

“To set up a stall, earn money and pay off debts. Amelia is my creditor, so is Venus, and the hero Reg is also my creditor. The debt to a teammate… must be repaid.”

Lance stood up, gathering up the blanket, ready to take the Dragon Whelp with him to earn money at the stall.

“Leave the blanket, I want to lie on the rocking chair and read a book later.”

“Can’t you find some time to buy a blanket?”

“Don’t worry, I don’t mind you.”

“I mind you.”

Erinna’s blue-purple vertical pupils flashed with lightning; she wanted to strike down the Human Viscount in front of her.

Lance left the Dragon God Temple with the Young Dragon.

Today, he wouldn’t sell barbecue at his stall. Instead, he intended to make some exquisite sweets and cakes to earn the money of children and girls.

Incidentally, he planned to prepare some medicinal drinks that were good for the spleen and stomach, to help adjust the digestive systems of the children in Saint Blue City.@@novelbin@@

The Young Dragon learned for the first time that Evil Dragons could also make sweets and cakes, and that the cakes and sweets they produced were not only beautifully styled but also fragrant, crispy, and delicious.

One bite at a time.

The Evil Dragon also cooked up medicinal drinks, which tasted quite good. They weren’t as sweet as juices, but had a faint medicinal fragrance added to them.

After enjoying lunch at the Earl’s Mansion, the Evil Dragon took the morning’s batch of sweets, little cakes, and medicinal drinks to set up a stall in Saint Blue City.

He also concocted some Extraordinary Elixirs that had minimal side effects.

There were extraordinary elixirs that could make you grow larger.

And extraordinary elixirs that could make you smaller.

There were also elixirs that could turn you into a bird.

The last type of elixir had a rather significant side effect, after drinking it, you might become a bird with a human face and body.

Or perhaps a bird with a human body and a bird’s head…

This kind of extraordinary elixir… I guess no extraordinary beings would buy it, right?

Circus members, on the other hand, might purchase such elixirs.

The Young Dragon thought the Evil Dragon would set up a stall like in summertime, push a small cart, stand behind it, brave the cold wind, endure the freezing weather, and sell sweet treats, cakes, and medicinal beverages.

However, when we arrived at the square, Lance directly took out a wooden cabin with four wheels from his Diamond Talisman.

The cabin was fully equipped inside with tables, chairs, and a booth, and if you wanted hot water, you could pour it from the insulated barrel nearby at any time.

Hot beverages were also available for brewing at any time.

The Evil Dragon sold her extraordinary elixirs at the booth on the north side of the small cabin.

She sold sweet treats, cakes, and medicinal drinks at the booth on the south side of the cabin.

Such a life of luxury.

Even when making money, the Evil Dragon wouldn’t make herself suffer.

The flow of people in the square wasn’t very large.

It was cold, and the townspeople who came out for a stroll likely headed to the malls.

Occasionally a few scattered couples would pass by the small cabin. Some would yell out “Little Dragon Highness” upon seeing her, and then come over to see what she was selling.

When they saw that she wasn’t selling barbeque, but rather beautifully crafted small cakes and sweet treats, they would buy one or two pieces.

The sweet treats and cakes were priced not too expensive, from one Holy Silver to ten.

Well, this price is still a bit high for the farming villagers.

While the sweets and cakes were priced more affordably, the Evil Dragon’s extraordinary elixirs were priced a bit higher.

The starting price was no less than ten Holy Gold.

After all, these were extraordinary elixirs with magical powers, so it was reasonable to price them a bit higher.

“Lance, do you not want to earn money from your own people?”

“A bit, earning their money doesn’t give me any sense of achievement.”

“Then next time, shall we go to Norton Kingdom’s capital to set up a stall and make some money? Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Joanna for a long time. If we set up a stall in Norton Kingdom’s capital, I could team up with Joanna.”

“Sure, next time we’ll go to Norton Kingdom to set up a stall. Once we wrap up, I’ll take you to the Valkyrie Temple for a visit.”

“What are we going to do at the Valkyrie Temple?”

“Meet Steven and see if we can sign a Death God Contract with one of the holy knights of the Valkyrie Temple to become my apprentice Grim Reaper.”

“???”

The Young Dragon was stupefied. The Evil Dragon’s audacity knew no bounds, daring to poach even the knights of the temples.

And not just any knights, but those of the Valkyrie Temple, where Sophia might as well be the incarnation of the Valkyrie herself, and also the Evil Dragon’s good friend…

Poaching from your good friend’s territory… Is that fair to Sophia?

Aren’t you afraid Sophia will one day step out of her painting and run you through with a spear?

“Holy knights will not betray their faith, you’d better not entertain thoughts of poaching from Sophia’s temple knights.”

“You have a point. How about we make a trip to the Western Continent someday? See if we can sign a Death God Contract with a Demon?”

The Young Dragon shook her head frantically. If she could, she wouldn’t want to see a Demon for the rest of her life.

Demons were much scarier than Evil Dragons.

The small cabin’s glass window was knocked on, and Lance opened the window to be greeted by a pair of semi-upright, bushy rabbit ears.

Saint Blue City just keeps getting better, even rabbit-ear girls are… She looks kind of familiar. Lance reached out and removed the rabbit-ear girl’s mask.

“Hehe, young Master Lance, long time no see. Have you missed my fluffy rabbit ears?”

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