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

Chapter 367: Chapter 233: Did the Viscount… One-Shot a Pureblood Red Dragon?!!

Tixia, appearing on the projection screen, felt that at this moment, her own Viscount must be bleeding inwardly. The big fish in the lake were once troubled by a squid mother last year, and after the Viscount found out, he had the squid mother put quite a few more big fish into the lake for him.

As a result, this year… the big fish in the lake were nearly all eaten by a Pureblood Red Dragon.

That lake was one of the Viscount’s treasures for fishing and leisure, where he would feel a whim in winter, stroll to the center of the lake, set up a stove, brew some tea, and sit there fishing…

If he caught a big fish, the Viscount would take it home, cure it, and prepare a feast for the young dragon.

If he didn’t catch anything… the Viscount didn’t mind; after all, the fish in the lake were all his.

Now that the big fish he was raising in the lake were gone, the Viscount couldn’t stand it.

In the Viscount’s heart, the fish in the lake were more important than the political affairs of Saint Blue.

Even if there were important government documents from Saint Blue needing the Viscount’s signature, he might not take them seriously.

But if the fish he was raising were gone, within two or three days, the Viscount would surely show up in Saint Blue.

So what if it’s a Pureblood Red Dragon?

The Viscount’s strength… was enough to beat up Pureblood Dragons.

Alright, actually, if the Holy Blue Knight Legion were willing to fight to the death with the Red Dragon, they could probably prevent it from eating the fish in the Viscount’s lake.

Leia once considered doing that, but she stopped her.

First, Saint Blue couldn’t afford to lose top-end combat power at the moment.

Secondly… they needed a reason to make the Viscount come back every so often. If the Viscount was let go for too long, he might forget about Saint Blue entirely.

Other lords, counts, and dukes go out to play for ten days, half a month, or a couple of months at most. Their Viscount, on the other hand, was completely unrestrained.

Without an excuse, their Viscount might play outside so much that he forgets he’s the Grand Duke of Saint Blue.

He was gone for nearly six years last time.

And during that time, he never returned to Saint Blue.

This time, they couldn’t let history repeat itself. It’s not about having the Viscount stay in Saint Blue indefinitely, but at the very least… he should come back every ten days or half a month, right?

The fish can be replenished, but if the Viscount was gone… they would never find another who was so good to his subjects, willing to trust his subordinates and officials unconditionally.

“Don’t let that Red Dragon leave Saint Blue. I’ll come back tomorrow and make sure it sees me. And tell the Red Dragon that eating and drinking in Saint Blue requires a certain fee. We’re so poor we can almost eat dirt, and there it is feasting voraciously…

Eating without paying is one thing, but to act like the lord of all he surveys, how can there be such a good deal under the heavens?”

“Viscount, please calm down a bit, he is a Pureblood Red Dragon… and a guest, after all. We might as well be a little tolerant, I…”

“Lady Tixia, it’s terrible! The Pureblood Red Dragon has taken a fancy to the Viscount’s palace and wants to claim it as its own.”

“What did you say?! That Red Dragon wants to take over the Viscount’s palace? That’s just lawless! Does it really think Saint Blue is its territory? Let’s go! No matter what, we can’t let it defile the Viscount’s palace!

Gather the Holy Blue Knight Legion!”

Tixia’s figure disappeared from the projection screen, and it wasn’t long before her image reappeared, “Sorry, Viscount, I need to go handle this matter first. Please rest assured, we definitely won’t let the Red Dragon defile your palace!

To defile your palace, it would have to step over our dead bodies first.”

“It’s not necessary… don’t engage in a head-on conflict with the Pureblood Red Dragon. If it wants to stay in the palace, let it stay. If it does, the financial crisis of Saint Blue will be solved, and I can rebuild a new residence.”

“Viscount, rest assured, we’re definitely not so weak that we can’t even protect our own Viscount’s palace!”

Tixia bowed to Lance and closed the projection.

Seeing this, Lance’s lips twitched slightly. What’s with all this hot-blooded fervor for no reason?

The key point is, if you really do clash with the Pureblood Red Dragon, it’s Saint Blue that will suffer losses. What if there are casualties over this trivial matter…

What am I to do?

Beat the Pureblood Red Dragon to death, another of my kind?

I’m only concerned about that Pureblood Red Dragon’s money, not its life.

Well…

I’d better return to Saint Blue to make sure things don’t get as bad as I imagine.

Lance got up, put away the projection communicator, and returned to the store, gesturing to the dragon whelp.

The young dragon took the Gold Coin from the last customer, handed over the Transformation Potion, and came over to Lance, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

“We need to go home for a bit.”

“Go home? Oh… I get it!”

It must be the infrequently seen squid mother who has gone to Black Dragon Island, and the Evil Dragon is anxious to bring her back home, fearing she’ll spoil the seeds in the ground.

“No, Lance, if you leave now, who’ll mind the store after two o’clock? I only work four hours a day…”

“I’m giving you three hours more, one Gold Coin an hour, three Gold Coins for three hours.”

“I can earn more than one Gold Coin an hour with a part-time job outside.”

“I’ll give you a bonus at the end of the month.”

“Take your time, boss!”

With the end of the month around the corner, just four days of work will get her a bonus, and even if it’s just a few Gold Coins, it’s a sure win.

Chloe happily took up the overtime work.

Wait a minute.

A succubus from The Abyss like her, how could she be so undignified?

Surely it’s because she’s been in the Human World too long and her thinking has been influenced by humans.

“Luna, your time is your own, whether you want to read books or forge Essence Weapons. If there’s an emergency, contact me; my number is on your projection communicator.”

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