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

Chapter 243: Chapter 173: Evil Dragon… Afraid of World Violence? Introverted? Likes Farming?

Irreverent toward the Valkyrie?

Not to mention he didn’t intend it, even if he had, would the Valkyrie dare to leave the Divine Realm…to seek him out in the Human World?

Would she dare?

“Audacious! You insolent fool dare to show disrespect to the Valkyrie! You shall not be spared!!!”

The Temple Knights behind Steven were enraged. This man had spoken madness right in front of them, blaspheming the Valkyrie. If they didn’t respond, how could they be fit to serve as Knights of the Valkyrie Temple?

Some knights notched arrows to bows, others had their longspears shimmering with dazzling Holy Light. Even if they couldn’t kill this madman, they had to let him know the price of offending the Valkyrie.

Whizz, whizz, whizz—

Several Holy Light-imbued arrows shot through the air towards Lance.

Upon witnessing this, Lance waved his robe sleeve, and the arrows shooting toward him turned into light points and dispersed in midair.

Lance lifted his right hand and pointed toward the Temple Knights behind Steven. His right-hand index finger and middle finger gently pressed down, and the Knights’ steeds winced, promptly kneeling on the ground.

The Temple Knights grunted, involuntarily bowing their proud heads.

A profound and majestic power descended from the sky, bearing down on them…

It made them feel as if a mountain had manifested on their backs.

They tried to lift their heads with effort but to no avail.

Attempting to use their longspears to prop themselves up, the steel bent under the pressure…

It was the man standing on Holy Knight Steven’s spear…

With just a gentle pressing down of his right hand, they were overwhelmed by the extraordinary power and unable to rise.

Their steeds could only wail…

“You should feel fortunate that you are Knights of the Valkyrie Temple… If you were knights of another temple… at the moment you tried to kill me… you would already be dead. After your death… to avoid unnecessary trouble… I might scatter your ashes to the winds.

I fear the violence of the world, am introverted, enjoy farming, and being kind to others. If you make me feel insecure, I might become quite extreme. I hope you… can provide me with a bit more security… It’s better for me, and for you.”

“….”

The Temple Knights, sprawled atop their mounts, heard Lance’s last few sentences; despite their knightly spirit, they felt an urge to curse.

Scattering ashes to the winds after death… Does that indicate fear of the world’s violence?

Standing on Holy Knight Steven’s spear and speaking such bombastic words… does that suggest an introverted personality?

Being kind to others… Does that mean he can crush them at will?

The Valkyrie Temple’s Knights comprehended fully… That man… was no less powerful than Holy Knight Steven. A mere casual strike from him… could likely kill them.

Saying that he spared them because of the Valkyrie… might actually be true.

A person who could utter such ruthless words… wouldn’t care about being hunted by the temple.

Trying to pursue him… would require evidence.

If no one could prove he killed a team of temple knights, even the temple couldn’t handle this man.

This “introverted” fellow is very cunning… Knowing exactly how to destroy the body and erase all evidence that could be against him.

The members of the Bronze Guild were dumbfounded. Was Old Master Lance really that formidable?

Just a slight gesture with his right hand, and over thirty powerful Temple Knights were suppressed?

No…

Isn’t Old Master’s main profession a Pharmacist?

His secondary profession is… half a Druid.

Where did this shocking combat power come from?

And those few sentences just now… fearing the world’s violence… introverted… fond of farming…

Shouldn’t they be: fighting fire with fire, a social butterfly, enjoying using people as test subjects for potions?

It seems Old Master Lance really doesn’t understand himself at all.

Members of the Beautiful Scorpion Guild and the Violent Bear Guild… The members of the Beautiful Scorpion Guild were all eyes sparkling… The members of the Violent Bear Guild… were shivering uncontrollably.

What had they all heard?

Would they be silenced by this terrifying newcomer?

Especially with those Golden Yin Soldiers and the heavily armored Yin Soldiers… turning to face the formidable man, kneeling on one knee…

“Te… Tea… Teacher…”

Andre, gazing upon the figure standing on the longspear, quivered his lips and his eyes immediately reddened…

It was the teacher…

Truly the teacher who had died over two thousand years ago under the walls of the Eternal City…

He… He… He was still alive.

Memories of his time with teacher Lance came flooding back in Andre’s mind, especially the words he had just said facing the Valkyrie Temple Knights—[The Valkyrie truly has no right to judge my student].

Just like two thousand years ago, once again he saw his casual, easygoing teacher display that same unreasonable arrogance…

Turning away, he wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

In front of the teacher, he couldn’t cry; otherwise, the teacher might scold him.

Princess Elusha, on the golden path, wanted to turn away when she saw Lance, whose appearance hadn’t changed much though his aura had completely transformed, yet she couldn’t stop her gaze from wanting to linger on that man.

Not dead…@@novelbin@@

Little wonder she couldn’t find Lance’s body all these years… He hadn’t died at all…

Or maybe, he had died but was revived in a way she could never have imagined.

Princess Elusha glanced down instinctively at her current self…

Purple-tinted skin… Worn-out robes…

“I never expected Lord Lance to conceal himself so deeply. Back then in the temple of Lionheart City of the Norton Kingdom, Archbishop Franco said I might not be able to defeat you… I didn’t believe it… Now it seems… Archbishop Franco’s judgment was as sharp as ever.”

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