The evil dragon left

"I turned into a young dragon and was captured and raised by an Evil Dragon. As we spent more time together, I noticed that the way the Evil Dragon looked at me started to become increasingly odd.
It seemed... he was raising me as if I were his wife!"
Princess Lucia, transformed into a young dragon, wrote down her discovery with trembling hands in her notebook.
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Recently, the Evil Dragon Lance had a particular obsession, hoping to get the young dragon he picked up to call him "Daddy."

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

Anxiety and despair enveloped the young dragon Lucia.


The Evil Dragon was too insubordinate, brazenly sitting in the center of the temple and painting a picture of the Valkyrie Statue.


Only the most, most, most devout of clergy with the strongest drawing skills had the privilege to paint the likeness of a deity.


Those who were not clergy tasked with spreading the faith had no such privilege.


Not only was the Evil Dragon not clergy tasked with missionary work, but he wasn't even clergy at all. He had no right to paint the likeness of a deity, and what consequences would come from forcefully doing so... she didn't know, nor did she want to know.


Now, she just wanted to kneel and watch the Evil Dragon paint the likeness of a deity.


The Evil Dragon wasn't afraid of the Valkyrie meting out divine punishment, but she was.


Chapter 87 Fertilizer Smells Nice, Come Take a Whiff Young Master Dragon