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

Chapter 338: Chapter 218: Divine King of Heroes, Your Golden Throne is So Good-Looking_2

“How do you know my name is Illya?”

“Before I answer your question, why don’t you ask for my name first?”

“May I have your name?”

“Lance.”

“???”

“Black Dragon Lance, a Pureblood Black Dragon that has lived for three thousand four hundred and fifty-six years.”

Mist rose from the giant body of the Black Dragon, and when the mist had dissipated, Lance, in his human form, appeared before Illya.

“I am not human, my true form is that of a Giant Dragon, a Pureblood Black Dragon.”

Illya was bewildered, and it took her a long time to comprehend the situation before her.

Black Dragon Lance…was Sorcerer-pharmacist Lance.

The Lance she liked was not human, but a Pureblood Dragon.

That is to say, she had fallen in love with a Pureblood Dragon who had lived for over three thousand four hundred years.

“Do Venus, Amelia, Reg… do they know you are not human, but a Black Dragon?”

“They just found out today.”

Lance crouched down, took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, waded across the river, and came to Illya’s side.

“Having seen my true form and knowing I am not human, now… do you still like me?”

“I… I don’t know, I liked Sorcerer-pharmacist Lance… not… not Black Dragon Lance, I… I’m not clear…”

“It’s okay.”

Lance placed his hand on Illya’s head and lightly patted it a few times.

“Sorcerer-pharmacist Lance is me, Black Dragon Lance is also me, whether you like Sorcerer-pharmacist Lance or Black Dragon Lance, it’s still me.

Revealing my true form to you, I wanted to make clear what I really am. So… now, Illya… I want to sincerely respond to your feelings.

Thank you for liking me, and I like you too. But the way I like you is not in the way lovers do, but rather, like an elder to a junior.

I’ve already mentioned my age, this year I am three thousand four hundred and fifty-six years old. Over a thousand years ago, I was in my two thousand four hundreds, while when we met, you were only fifteen or sixteen.

At that age, to me, a Black Dragon who has lived for over two thousand four hundred years, you were still a child. Not just you, Venus, Amelia, Reg, all three of them are children in my eyes too.

If I were a Pureblood Black Dragon who’d been asleep since birth and hadn’t experienced much, perhaps my mental age might be a bit older than yours, but not by much.

But in reality, I had already begun moving in the Human World before I knew you all, living as a ‘human’, so my psychological age matches my actual age.

An old guy who has lived for over two thousand four hundred years dating a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl… that’s just too perverse, too repulsive, and I can’t accept that sort of thing, nor can I accept that kind of myself.

Now you are an adult and have lived over a thousand years more, but in my eyes, in my heart, you are still a child, a child who has grown up.

So, Illya… I’m sorry, but I cannot accept your feelings.”

“So… does this mean… my confession failed… and I’ve been rejected?”

Illya said with a smile, in a tone that sounded more lighthearted as she mocked herself.

Finding Lance, reviving Lance, confessing to Lance.

It was her dream, her obsession.

Today, she had found Lance and had boldly confessed to Lance.@@novelbin@@

Then, she was rejected.

Lance did not accept her confession.

Indeed, when Lance interacted with her, he often treated her like a child, and she could feel it.

It’s just… she couldn’t control who she fell in love with.

If she fell for someone, she wanted to express her feelings to that person.

Even if rejected, she still wanted to convey her feelings to the one she liked.

“Yes, your confession has failed, and you are currently experiencing heartbreak.”

Lance solemnly replied to Illya.

“Previously, I thought… even if you didn’t like me, you wouldn’t outright reject me; you’d find some excuse to vaguely brush it off. I never expected you would take my question seriously and also tell me your age… But…

three thousand four hundred and fifty-six years old, that is indeed a bit old.”

“….That’s somewhat rude.”

Lance said, smiling as he tapped Illya’s head.

“Have you never been in love in the three thousand four hundred and fifty-six years of your life?”

“No, I was busy surviving, getting stronger, learning, with no time for romance. An ungrown Black Dragon is like a walking treasury… everyone wants a piece.”

He might be bullied by people from time to time, like that old rascal floating in the air, sitting on the Golden Throne, covering his face with a few stalks of grass. When I was still a young dragon… he had his eye on me.

Bullying me, deceiving me, threatening and enticing… He was the first human to openly bully me, so I’ve always wanted to beat him to death….

Iliya followed Lance’s pointing, and saw in the sky the Divine King on the Golden Throne, waving his hand and greeting her.

“Child, don’t be sad, it’s this silly Black Dragon who doesn’t deserve your affection.”

“How could you still be peeping?!”

“Look what you’re saying, kid. It’s not just me who’s peeping; your three teammates, along with that sneaky Amethyst Young Dragon, aren’t they all peeping too?”

“They’re not peeping; I brought them into this domain, but you… you came uninvited.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying anymore.”

“What are you planning to do about Iliya?”

“She’s been heartbroken; she must be in pain now. Once we return to the Divine Realm, let’s punish her with five years of iron-smithing.”

They say dragons are lustful by nature, yet he couldn’t see this trait at all in the young Black Dragon.

The young Black Dragon made rational and decisive decisions ferociously.

Reg, squatting not far away, stood up and awkwardly greeted Iliya with a laugh.

He had anticipated this outcome.

By bringing himself, Venus, and Amelia with him, when Lance decisively rejected Iliya, he also cut off any possibility of Venus and Amelia confessing their feelings to him.

That’s exactly the effect the old guy wanted.

Quite good.

If he didn’t like Iliya and was dragging her along or misleading her, then he would be the one who deserved to die.

“Lance, will you ever… fall for a human girl in the future?”

“No.”

“Not even a princess?”

“No.”

“Why not? Don’t you want to experience a sweet romance?”

“I’m not in the mood for romance at the moment; when I should have been, I was busy trying to survive, getting stronger, learning. After reaching adulthood, when I had time for romance, the mood was temporarily gone again, plus I will need to raise whelps for a long time in the future….

I probably won’t be in the mood for romance then either.”

When in a relationship, you need to appease your partner if they get angry.

It also requires a lot of time and effort.

If he didn’t have to raise whelps, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

But now, he’s raising whelps and is too busy; what if he finds a partner who, over time, gets angry because of the dragon whelp? What would he do then?

He can’t possibly pander to his partner and abandon his own whelps, right?

So, before the dragon whelp reaches adulthood, he won’t seek out the hassle of a relationship.

If he were to get into a romance, it would only be after the dragon whelp is grown.

“Raising whelps?” Iliya looked bewildered, “You have a child?!”

The Amethyst Young Dragon, not far from Lance, waved and awkwardly came to Lance’s side, “She is the whelp I’m raising.”

“You’ve never been in love, how could you have a whelp? You…you’re married?!”

“Can’t I raise a whelp without being married?”

Iliya vaguely understood and wanted to raise a whelp with Lance, but she feared that in Lance’s eyes, she probably counted as half a whelp too…

“Old cadger, I have a whelp now; don’t you have a greeting gift for my first meeting with the whelp?”

“When my daughter was born, I didn’t see you give her a greeting gift, did I?”

“I did; you just didn’t know.”

“What greeting gift did you give my daughter?”

“I took her flying in the sky.”

Donnash scoffed, “Shameless, seducing my daughter behind my back! I treat you as a friend, and yet you want to become my son-in-law?”

“Get lost. Just tell me whether you have a greeting gift for the whelp I’m raising or not?”

Divine King Brude Donnash glanced at the Young Dragon, gave it some thought, and stood up to push the Golden Throne beneath him toward the Young Dragon.

“Dragon Whelp, consider this Golden Throne a greeting gift for you. If I don’t give it to you, I’m afraid your Black Dragon dad would end up taking it anyway. No one understands your Black Dragon dad better than I do.”

Alas, when he gets back to the Divine Realm, he will tell the God of War that a Black Dragon beat him up and stole his Golden Throne.

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