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

Chapter 271: Chapter 186: Holy Giant Dragon, Is This Human Lord the Black Dragon?_2

For him, it was a vacation, a chance to relax.

He said he’d go home in the evening and just did.

But… isn’t it a bit off to run a stall to make money and pay off debts during the New Year’s?

Besides… the dragon whelp was still at the Dragon God Temple, playing with mud alongside the Children’s Guard Corps that promised her the moon.

Running a stall by myself… would be somewhat boring.

I might as well ask Andre for six hundred gold coins.

That guy inherited a lot of my petty cash back in the day, asking him for six hundred gold coins… I wouldn’t feel the slightest bit guilty.

“Why are you sitting down again?”

“I got money.”

“???”

Standing up and getting money in less than three minutes?

“I’ll sleep over at your place tonight.”

“Sure,” Lance turned his head to Ingrid: “Ingrid, prepare a set of pajamas and sleepwear for Amelia, and tidy up the guest room for her.”

“Yes, Viscount, I’ll get it ready right away.”

“Hmm.”

“I’m going to stroll around Saint Blue City, it’s a bit lively in the city.”

“Go ahead.”

“Aren’t you coming with me? Nevermind, you better stay at the Earl’s Mansion.”

Amelia finished the tea in her cup, got up, and left the Earl’s Mansion. Better let that swindler Lance stay at the Earl’s Mansion. If she took that swindler Lance with her… the shop owners in Saint Blue City would be too embarrassed to even take her money when buying things.

It’s better to go for a stroll by myself.

After watching Amelia leave the Earl’s Mansion, Lance sat on the couch for a while, got up from the hall, and went back to his bedroom, then through the portal back to Black Dragon Island.

Once on the island, he did not rush to make a hoe for the dragon whelp but got the extraordinary herbs ready and began to concoct the extraordinary elixirs.

For Amelia and Venus.

An upgraded version of “Three-minute War God” needed to be concocted in greater quantity.

I need to prepare some extraordinary elixirs to enhance defense, increase arm strength, and improve night vision as well.

Venus was a dark energy sorceress and the elixir concocted with squid mom’s blood… suited her.

He had once used the squid mom’s blood to concoct an extraordinary elixir and let Turtle try it.

After drinking the extraordinary elixir containing squid mom’s blood… Turtle turned into a tentacle turtle… thrashing its tentacles as it chased the dogs for a fight.

To call it blood is not quite right. Whether it’s Turtle’s blood or the squid mom’s blood, once purified by him, it all turned into an elixir…

It had side effects, but all within controllable limits.

“Regeneration Elixir.”

Those who drank this extraordinary elixir could regrow a severed arm or leg in a flash before the effect wore off.@@novelbin@@

The duration of the elixir’s effectiveness was about three hours.

Limb regeneration was the true effect of the “Regeneration Elixir.”

Growing tentacles on the body… was a side effect…

Lance spent the afternoon and evening concocting the elixirs.

He hadn’t finished concocting, so he’d have to continue tomorrow.

Amelia wasn’t leaving Saint Blue for the Dragon Domain for a few more days, so there was no rush.

Back at the Earl’s Mansion, the dragon whelp also returned, covered from head to toe in mud.

The young dragon, worried that Lance would be angry, quickly declared she would wash her clothes clean.

Lance waved his hand, indicating for her to go take a bath.

He didn’t mind the dragon whelp playing with mud. At her age… she was just a child, and it was quite normal for her to mingle with human world children and play in the dirt.

Judging by the dragon whelp’s expression, she seemed to have had a lot of fun today.

That’s good.

Occasionally indulging in such an unrestrained and uninhibited release of nature wasn’t bad at all.

The dragon whelp was a dragon, not human. There was no need for her to be confined by all those strictures and constraints.

Play however she wanted to.

Just as long as she didn’t do anything evil.

After dinner at the Earl’s Mansion, Lance returned to Black Dragon Island. That night he sent a message to Andre through the Grim Reaper’s Scythe.

The content of the message: [Send money, six hundred gold coins.]

Andre, who had become a first-level Hell Grim Reaper, quickly texted back: [Me, the King of the Ande Kingdom, Hell Grim Reaper, you send me six hundred gold coins and I’ll make you an Intern Reaper tomorrow.]

???

Seeing Andre’s reply, Lance was momentarily dumbstruck before he remembered… he hadn’t mentioned to Andre that he was an “Intern Reaper” the last time he left.

Is he… mistaking me for a swindler from Hell?

Lance turned into a human and directly sent a projection call to Andre.

Andre’s figure soon appeared on the projected screen.

Upon seeing Lance, a look of surprise flashed across Andre’s face.

That surprise didn’t last long before it turned into panic. Shoot, he had just talked back to his teacher…

But it wasn’t his fault. A stranger with a Grim Reaper’s Scythe ID message him to send money…

His first thought was that the other party had sent the message to the wrong person.

His second thought was… do Hell Reapers demand money with such a righteous attitude?

“Teacher… why is it you? If you’re asking me to send money, at least write a few more words, and at the very least include your name. I thought it was a scammer…

And besides, you didn’t tell me you were an Intern Reaper signed with Hell…”

“To correct you, I’m an ‘Intern Reaper,’ not a trainee Reaper. Now, send over the medical fees for my teammates, seven hundred Gold Coins.”

“Medical fees? Wasn’t it… you said six hundred Gold Coins before? How did it become seven hundred just after seeing each other?”

“Didn’t you injure an intern Reaper and an elf a few days ago? Both of them are my teammates. Hurting my teammates, don’t you owe them medical fees?”

“They are your teammates, Teacher?”

“Hmm.”

“But you can’t just jack up the price. It was clearly six hundred Gold Coins…”

“Seven hundred Gold Coins. If you’re short even one, I’ll come to Golden City and beat you up. Alright, remember to send the money over, I’m going to sleep.”

Lance ended the projection call and not long after, seven hundred Gold Coins appeared in his Grim Reaper’s Scythe.

These coins were ancient, and their value as collectibles was uncertain. If they did have collectible value, then these seven hundred coins should turn into fourteen hundred, or maybe even more?

He’d remind Amelia of that when he handed them over to her.

The night passed without incident.

The following afternoon, Lance returned to Black Dragon Island to mix elixirs.

The third day was uneventful; he spent it at the Dragon God Temple watching the young dragons practicing their carving skills with stones.

The dragon whelps practiced their carving on and off, setting aside a little time each day to hone their skills, and if Lance was free, he’d give them some pointers.

On the fourth day, he played mahjong with Thunder Dragon Erinna, Amelia, and the dragon whelp, losing money all afternoon…

Lance suspected that Erinna, Amelia, and the dragon whelp were in cahoots, scamming him out of his money…

Unfortunately, he had no proof.

On the fifth day, Amelia left, departing from Saint Blue to head to the Dragon Domain.

Before leaving, Lance gave her six hundred and forty-five somewhat ancient-looking Gold Coins, also reminding her to be aware of their value.

Apart from the coins, she carried a good amount of Extraordinary Elixir on her, which Lance insisted she use if she encountered danger.

He prepared a double share, one for her and one for Venus.

Lance said he had intended to give her seven hundred Gold Coins, but he ended up losing some of it in yesterday’s afternoon…

Amelia was speechless. No wonder Scammer Lance didn’t seem to care about losing money yesterday…

On the sixth day, the Holy Golden Giant Dragon from the Bright Holy Mountain flew over Saint Blue City and appeared above the Dragon God Temple.

As the Holy Giant Dragon’s resplendent, massive form slowly descended on the Temple Square, he bowed his fearsome Golden Dragon Head to the Dragon God Statue inside the temple in respect.

Afterward… his cold, dark golden eyes fell on Thunder Dragon Eilena who, using dragon customs, bowed her head to the Holy Golden Giant Dragon in respect.

“Lord Constandy, this is Lance, the one who built the Dragon God Temple. Take a good look at him… to see if he’s really human.”

“???”

Lance cast a puzzled glance at Thunder Dragon Eilena.

Doubting that he’s human?

You’re actually right on the mark.

He is indeed not human.

The Holy Golden Giant Dragon’s slitted eyes moved from Thunder Dragon Eilena and focused on Lance.

As the young dragon Lucia noticed the Holy Golden Giant Dragon arriving, she ran and hid behind Lance.

Examining Lance, the Holy Golden Giant Dragon even made an Extraordinary Item resembling a magnifying glass appear on his Golden Dragon Claw to get a better look.

???

Using an Extraordinary Item?

He wants to see right through him.

“Human,” said the Holy Golden Giant Dragon, retracting the Extraordinary Item from his Dragon Claw, “a rather remarkable… short-lived human.”

“Short-lived human? Not a Black Dragon?”

“No.”

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