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

The squid mother followed the cruel yet natural law of the jungle: survival of the fittest.

In the Human World, the morals and rules of survival didn't bind her and were of no use to her; should she be brought into the Human World, the human towns or cities where the squid mother resided would become the towns or cities with the highest number of "missing persons."

Livestock might also disappear without a trace, and detectives from the Human World, supernatural beings, and divine officials from the temples would become busy because of this, and then... as they kept busy, they might just end up on the "missing person" list themselves.

The squid mother was gluttonous. Having reached the Human World, upon seeing things she had never seen before... she would surely want to taste everything.

Imagine, a deep sea siren who had never left the deep sea suddenly breaking into the Human World, what kind of impact would it have on the squid mother?

Pigs, cattle, sheep?

Never seen them, a tentacle curls up, swallowed in one gulp.

Cute human younglings?

Never seen them, a tentacle curls up, licks them a few times, saves them for winter provisions.

Forest birds and beasts?

Never seen them, a tentacle curls up, cleans up their fur and feathers, and savors them slowly in the mouth.

All kinds of exquisite human-made structures?

Never seen them, bites a chunk off the wall, to taste if they're good or not.

Yes, a squid mother who has never visited the Human World is very likely to do such things on her first visit.

Of course, if she encountered a human strong enough that she couldn't defeat, the squid mother knew to flee for her life. Survival, the instinct to live, was branded into the souls of all living beings.

The squid mother was simple, yet also terrifying.

That's why he dared not take the squid mother to the Human World.

"How about I don't eat humans and just purely go take a look at your Human World? That should be fine, right?"

"Not fine."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't have any plans to go to the Human World at the moment."

"Then when you do go to the Human World, come and take me with you. This is my sincerity."

Several long tentacles, each over ten meters long, twisted and broke through the surface of the sea, snapping in mid-air.

Lance subconsciously gathered these severed tentacles into the Vajra Ring. These weren't the squid mother's tentacles but likely belonged to other large squids living in this sea area.

The squid mother was the ruler of this sea area and also the ruler of all marine life here; she could dispose of all living creatures in this sea area at will.

"This is my return gift."

Fruit continued to fly out from the horn on Lance's head, landing toward the squid mother, falling beside her on the surface of the sea.

Lance wasn't worried about the fruit drifting away. The shadows dancing beneath the sea were the tentacles of the squid mother; eventually, all the fruit would end up in her mouth.

"Black Dragon! I'm angry! Our deal was that you would take me to the Human World!"

"I refuse."

"I'm really angry now!"

"Want a fight?"

"I don't want to fight with you; I want to beg you... please... please take me to see the Human World. Once there, I'll listen to everything you say. If you don't let me eat people, I definitely won't eat them, and if you don't let me do something... then I won't do it... okay? Don't be fooled by my size; I'm actually not yet mature..."

"Can you do that?"

"Yes."

"Fine, some day when I go to the Human World, I'll come and take you."

"Black Dragon... I'm beginning to like you, this deep sea oddity. If that bad snake next door, the one that can electrocute and wants to evolve into a Dragon by eating you, tries to sneak attack you again, I can help you beat it up."

"I'm leaving, we'll talk more next time."

"Wait, I have a question."

"Ask."

"Can I come to play in your sea area?"

"No."

"........"

What a petty Black Dragon.

The petty Black Dragon flew away.

......

Evil Dragon Lance had a bonfire party.

The dinner was the octopus legs given by the squid mother; Evil Dragon Lance turned them into "Iron Plate Octopus."

The severed tentacles, after Evil Dragon Lance's handling and being put on the hot plate, sizzled, and it didn't take long for the fragrance to spread.

All the residents on the island were there: Er Gouzi, Turtle, and she, posing as a young dragon.

Er Gouzi breathed Hellfire to assist Evil Dragon in cooking the "Iron Plate Octopus."

Turtle lay on its side, serving as a makeshift table.

The Evil Dragon had the Young Dragon wash vegetables and add firewood to the flames.

The Evil Dragon also prepared wine, two kinds, one being fruit wine and the other a high-proof white spirit.

The fruit wine was for her and Turtle to drink; the high-proof white spirit was for the Evil Dragon himself, and Er Gouzi also drank the white spirit.

Sniffing the tantalizing aroma of the grilled octopus and listening to the crackling sounds of the burning wood,

Lucia suddenly thought... if only the Evil Dragon's neighbors weren't those terrifying Deep Sea Sirens, living here for a while might not be so bad...

If only she didn't have to bump into Turtle, it would be even better.

There's no need to learn Dragon Script for now, completing the task of bumping into Turtle still remained.

If she continued to bump like this, by the time she turned back into a Princess, she might be able to send a Griffin flying.

Daydreaming for a bit, Lucia's vertical pupils landed on Evil Dragon Lance, truly a dragon that knew how to enjoy itself.

Good at eating, drinking, savoring life, and having fun—such a dragon life... was too carefree.

Speaking of which, with the strength of the Evil Dragon, how come he doesn't have any dependents?

Er Gouzi and Turtle were the Evil Dragon's pets, not his dependents.

"Lance, do you have any dependents?"

"No."

"You're so strong, why don't you get some dependents?"

"Can't afford to pay salaries."

"......"

Lucia almost laughed out loud; she remembered how the Evil Dragon had previously described the Bounty Hunters of the Human World.

Poor Bounty Hunters, their motto was: Pay up, and even deities can be ground to dust for you.

If someone gave the poor Evil Dragon a large sum of money, would his motto be even crazier than the Bounty Hunters'?

Probably...

Would it?

It seemed not; the poor Evil Dragon was somewhat low-key.

When she asked him that night, he said he didn't dare... afraid the deity would grind him to dust...

"If I have money later, and give you a large sum to fund having dependents, how would that be?"

"If you have money later, give all your money to me, and I'll manage it for you."

"???"

You want to embezzle money from a Young Dragon?

"Taste this."

Lance handed the Young Dragon two skewers of grilled octopus. Besides the grilled octopus, he had also made octopus balls and roasted beast legs.

Having probably frightened the Young Dragon during the day, he used fine food and fruit wine tonight to help the little one relax its mind, lest it have nightmares when sleeping.

The Young Dragon took the two skewers of grilled octopus and passed one to the mouth of the Evil Dragon, "You try it too."

"No need, I'll eat when the rest is done. You guys eat first. You can drink a bit more fruit wine tonight, there's no lesson, drink till you're slightly tipsy... then sleep well."

"Oh."

The Young Dragon eagerly opened a bottle of fruit wine. Back in the imperial city, she liked to drink a glass of milk before sleeping at night and sometimes drank a little red wine to help her sleep.

Since being brought to the island by the Evil Dragon as a Young Dragon, she hadn't tasted milk or red wine; her sleep was completely reliant on self-hypnosis...

Tonight, finally having the chance to drink fruit wine, she definitely wanted to drink several bottles.

After all, she didn't talk in her sleep when drunk; if she had too much, she would just fall asleep.

How nice.

The beach, bonfire, bright moon, delicious food, sour and sweet fruit wine, paired with fresh fruit...

It was a beautiful night indeed...

Turtle nudged the Young Dragon with its turtle shell, signaling her to feed it a few bottles of fruit wine.

The Young Dragon opened several more bottles of fruit wine and ran over to Turtle, giving it a few sips of the wine.

"Lance, the Vajra Ring on your dragon horn seems to be glowing..."

"Is it? Let me look... Oh, someone sent me a message."

A jade seal, square and carved with exotic beasts all around, flew out from the Vajra Ring and hovered in the air.

The jade seal projected a light onto the void, bearing text that read: "Viscount Sir, we have succeeded in our rebellion with the support of McDonna Duke, and to thank you for your contribution, the new King has elevated your title.

From this day forth, your title is officially changed to Earl.

Lance, Earl.]

"???"