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

No wonder he had been single for over a thousand years; the little guy's mouth didn't match his face or his figure.


Every part of this little guy was high-quality, except for his mouth, which was low-tier. However, the little guy's perceptiveness and alertness were quite strong. From the moment she appeared before him, he figured she had come for him.


"Ah? How come there's someone here? I apologize, Lord Viscount. It's our mistake; we... we didn't realize there would be guests here, I... I..."


"Don't be nervous. Having someone here to chat with me now and then is nice. Off you go, there's no need to blame yourself."


Only then did the waiter, who had come to deliver the black tea, notice that someone had taken a seat in Lord Viscount's exclusive spot. The guest was a new face, likely a tourist visiting Saint Blue City, unaware that this spot was reserved for Lord Viscount.


Chapter 388: There Have Been Many Lances in History