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

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"Did he use enchantment on you?"

"No, he didn't. Even without using enchantment, there are succubi who want to knock him out and take him home to ravish him. If he just used enchantment willy-nilly... All demons in Heaven's City would probably want to knock him out and take him home..."

The charm of the Black Magic Dragonfolk was learned from the succubus princess Meredith. Before he disappeared, his use of the technique had already surpassed his teacher.

As for looks, in The Abyss... looks are not worth mentioning. As long as you are strong enough, there are plenty of seductive female demons who will take the initiative to entangle with you.

The princess is not among them, after all, she is very strong herself. Demons stronger than the princess...may not necessarily win her favor.

Dragon Man Shia... who is actually Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance...

She suspects... that Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance might have been able to transform into his current appearance during the period when he knew her Sister Wang.

The reason he didn't change and chose to interact with Sister Wang and the others in the form of Black Magic Dragonfolk... might simply be for fear of being coveted by them...

Or being captured by those old monsters in the royalty, taken back to the royal family to marry some princess and become a breeding tool...

It's possible.

As for whether Lance thought this way back then, she does not know.

After all, she was still young at that time.

She only knew to pester Lance for lollipops, bread, beef jerky, and all kinds of snacks...

Wait a minute...

At the tavern, the tone with which Dragon Man Shia left... clearly showed recognition of her!

When he left, he said to her "Goodbye, little one."

He had also said to her before, "You've grown up."

Sister Wang's guess might be correct, Dragon Man Shia might really be Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance.

He recognized her, but she did not recognize him...

Damn it!

No wonder he was so carefree without paying...

"Sister Wang, what is the relationship between the Amethyst Young Dragon in Black Forbidden City and Lance?"

"Not clear. Suman speculates... she might be Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance's daughter... or sister."

"His... his daughter? Lance got married?!"

"Don't know."

"Got it, Sister Wang. See you at Black Forbidden City."

"Mhm."

Tiji ended the projection call.

She didn't leave Heaven's City immediately. That scoundrel Lance went to the tavern to drink, but his real purpose was likely to gather information, to collect news about that Amethyst Young Dragon.

He left the tavern without success and left Heaven's City for the Land of Chaos and Disorder.

Humph.

Lance, you didn't expect you had exposed yourself, did you?

Don't say that the Little Vampire who ate your lollipops back then is heartless. I am now going to spread some news about that Amethyst Young Dragon for you.

When you are caught by Sister Wang... I won't pester you for lollipops...

I'll pester you... for blood...

The little one from the past has grown up, she doesn't like to eat lollipops anymore, she wants to taste Lance's fresh blood...

Tiji smiled slightly in the direction where Lance had disappeared, stretching her arms and leaping down from the top of the city wall.

That afternoon, some information related to the Amethyst Young Dragon appeared within Heaven's City.

Among this messy information, Black Forbidden City was mentioned.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, Tiji appeared in Black Forbidden City.

Demon Suman was acquainting the young dragon with some procedures and precautions in the interrogation room.

It was the young dragon's first time acting as an assistant, and as the assistant to a demon, she found it both novel and frightening, with a sense of being used below her capabilities.

After all, she was a princess of the Phalan Empire, and when in the empire, she had no interest in interrogating prisoners at all, unless the prisoner was her noxious older sister Asina.

As the assistant of Demon Suman, the young dragon naturally wore a uniform.

The uniform of Black Forbidden City was a black and red military dress with a belt at the waist, which gave her an imposing look and made her, the young dragon, seem quite presentable.

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There was one utterly absurd thing about her experience in the interrogation room: the procedures she encountered and the information on cracking cases... all had to do with Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance.

She had confirmed that Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance was indeed the Evil Dragon Lance.

Because the statements of Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance were too preposterous.

Demon Suman said, on the day when Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance became a Judge of the Judgment Royal Court, in front of the many other judges, he declared that he mastered 2000 murder methods, knew over 200 secluded murder schemes, was acquainted with thousands of toxic magic potions, could skillfully use various tools to commit crimes, and knew 800 ways to create alibis...

With such a statement, those who knew understood that the court's first Judge was showcasing his case-cracking abilities to his subordinates.

Those who didn't know might think it was some murderous maniac sharing his criminal manifesto...

This declaration... clearly reflected the Evil Dragon's wicked sense of humor...

If the Evil Dragon truly wanted to kill members of the Demon Race, he wouldn't need to go through such trouble...

"That's enough, Young Dragon, the processes of the interrogation room are just these, and the precautions are not many, just a few points that you should have noted down. Tomorrow, I'll show you the torture devices that Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance has invented,"

"Alright."

Hearing Demon Suman's words, the Young Dragon put her notebook and pen into her Lucky Coin and nodded.

Being an assistant was quite dull, she had little interest in interrogating criminals because the imprisoned members of the Demon Race... all looked very fierce.

When Demon Suman was interrogating a certain fierce-looking Demon that morning, her whip never ceased, and the key was that she smeared a strange magic potion concoction on the whip while she was beating the demon criminals.

This magic potion concoction would enter the body of the demon criminal and cause an unbearable itching sensation.

At that moment, Demon Suman would give her a little gadget to scratch the itch, allowing her to lightly scratch the demon criminal a few times...

If she didn't scratch, it was okay, but after a few scratches, the itching demon criminal would howl...

Suman would take the opportunity to have the demon criminal confess his criminal process, confessions for a few scratches, and if they didn't confess... they'd just keep itching.

If they lied... they'd be whipped directly with the whip.

There were even harsher methods.

Demon Suman looked at the Young Dragon for a while, hung the whip around her waist, wrapped her arm around the Young Dragon's shoulder, and laughed, "Young Dragon, you've seen how I interrogated the criminals this morning, do you think I'm cruel to the criminals?"

"No..."

"Tell the truth."

"It does seem a bit cruel."

"Cruel? Using magic potion concoction to smear the whip was taught to me by Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance. Using silver needles to prick between the fingers of the criminals... was also taught to me by the Dark Magic Dragonkin... Blinding the eyes of criminals, locking them in a quiet room, using the back of a blade to cut the criminals' wrists, then blocking all other senses of the criminals except their hearing... and then making the criminals listen to the sound of water droplets falling... As time passes, the criminals will think that it's their own blood dripping from their wrists... and then they'll confess their crimes out of fear... And other devices like the tiger bench... were all invented by Dark Magic Dragonkin, so... it's not me who is cruel, it's Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance..."

The Young Dragon's eyes widened. Did the demon just say the Evil Dragon was cruel?

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"I was wrong! I don't think it's cruel at all. For extremely violent criminals, using slightly more ferocious means to punish them is normal. Someone once told me that being kind to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. I think Dark Magic Dragonkin invented these devices not really to use them on criminals but to intimidate them and make them afraid.

So, I don't think Dark Magic Dragonkin is cruel."

No, she couldn't stand to hear the demon say the Evil Dragon was cruel.

The Evil Dragon wasn't cruel at all.

An Evil Dragon who liked farming, tasting tea, and making friends everywhere—how could he be cruel?

If the Evil Dragon were cruel, he certainly wouldn't have raised an abandoned Young Dragon as his own whelp and even considered leaving his inheritance to the foundling.

She could say the Evil Dragon was bad.

But outsiders couldn't.

The demon Suman looked at the Young Dragon from the corner of her eye and squinted slightly.

Indeed, her suspicion was correct; this Amethyst Young Dragon who fell from the Human World into The Abyss definitely knew Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance.

Her reaction just now was a subconscious defense of Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance.

And... for a moment, she seemed angry.

Why the anger?

Because she, the demon, had spoken ill of Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance.

"Suman, where's the Young Dragon you picked up? I've come to play with her,"