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

Painting someone else's dragon cub, and then having the audacity to bring it over and declare in their face, "This is a Black Dragon Youngling."

If you're trying to fool them, could you not put in a bit more effort? Show a little bit of seriousness? And in the end, could you maybe show a shred of respect for their Giant Dragon intelligence?

Could you put away that Lucky Coin hanging around your neck?

As for the eye color, let's not even go there; that head is the spitting image of the dragon cub raised by human Lance, and you didn't even bother to disguise those two dragon horns on the head.

"Hello there, Black Dragon Youngling, why do I feel... like I've seen you somewhere before?"

Chubby little Wales stared at Young Dragon up and down for a while, feeling a sense of déjà vu about this Black Dragon Youngling.

Oh, that's right, it hit him. She Bears a striking resemblance to that chubby dragon of Saint Blue, the Amethyst Young Dragon. Except she's a Black Dragon Youngling.

"Don't try to get familiar with me; I don't know you."

Young Dragon took the lollipop out of her mouth, and with a disdainful look, glanced at the Bronze Chubby Dragon Wales.

Evil Dragon had taught her the art of giving someone the side-eye.

Evil Dragon said, when you give someone or a dragon the side-eye, the look should convey that, aside from the Evil Dragon and yourself, every other creature is nothing but trash.

And then there's the tone of speaking, and the vocabulary used in conversation; if you can avoid speaking properly, do so.

That look of considering everyone else trash, she knew how to do that. Her stinky sister Asina sometimes looked at the Empire nobles with that very gaze.

That look seemed to convey that apart from her stinky sister Asina and her relatives, the other nobles and ministers were all just worthless.

She used to not know how to describe the look in stinky sister Asina's eyes, but after hearing Evil Dragon this morning, she got it.

It was the look of looking at trash.

"Little trash."

"???!!!"

The Bronze Chubby Dragon Wales's eyes instantly bulged wide with anger. This Black Dragon Youngling had the nerve to call him little trash!!!

Such arrogance, such bravado; as big as he had grown, no young dragon had ever dared to call him little trash to his face.

His father had told him to find an opportunity to provoke the Black Dragon Youngling, yet before he could start, the Black Dragon Youngling was provoking him first.

"What did you say? Say it again if you dare. Don't believe I won't beat you up?"

"Ha."

Young Dragon snorted with contempt, raised her Dragon Claw, and crooked a Dragon Finger at the Bronze Chubby Dragon Wales. "A little trash like you, I could take on ten."

Just a little chubby dragon, she had beaten one before, knocking this little chubby dragon out twice with the Thunder Hammer; she was not scared of this little chubby dragon.

That phrase, 'I could take on ten like you,' was not her own; it was given to her by Evil Dragon.

Before coming to Saint Blue, Evil Dragon had stuffed her head with a bunch of utterly arrogant phrases, any one of which could infuriate a proud and domineering young dragon.

It was so hard being a Princess of the Phalan Empire; she wouldn't even be surprised if one day she was chased by a hatchet-wielding Young Dragon from Dragon Island because of these words from Evil Dragon.

The Bronze Chubby Dragon Wales rose indignantly to his feet, his eyes flashing fiercely. His father couldn't beat the Black Dragon, but that was because his father had been given three jars of Dragon Blood by human Lance.

Today, he would vindicate the Bronze Giant Dragon; he would show the Black Dragon Youngling that the fighting power of the Bronze Giant Dragon Clan was forever above that of the Black Dragon.

He covertly glanced at the Black Dragon. In fights between Young Dragons, the fully grown Pureblood Giants like Black Dragon surely wouldn't intervene, right?

If he beat the Black Dragon Youngling and made her cry, the Black Dragon wouldn't fly into a rage, looking for an excuse to make him cry in return, right?

His father was still very weak; if the Black Dragon did indeed act that way, his father probably couldn't stop him.

"If I make her cry, are you going to make me cry?"

To prevent that from happening, the Bronze Chubby Dragon Wales summoned his courage and asked the Black Dragon.

"No, I won't intervene in fights between dragons of the same age."

Reassured by the Black Dragon's definite answer, Wales let out a low growl, transforming from Dragonborn to Dragon Form.

In his Dragon Form, his dragon body was two to three meters larger than Young Dragon Lucia's, and his Bronze Dragon Scales were filled with a metallic texture.

The bodies of their Bronze Giant Dragon family could naturally "Bronze," which is why some humans categorized them as Metal Dragons.

When Bronzed, their dragon bodies were harder than steel.

"You just said... a little trash dragon like me, you could take on ten?!"

Young Dragon licked her lollipop and nodded blankly.

"Good, I'd like to see if you really can take on ten little trash dragons like me."

Wales took out a projection communicator from his Spatial Ring, gave Young Dragon Lucia a grin, tapped the screen, and initiated a group chat with other Bronze Young Dragons of the same age, who were out playing in the Human World.

Ha.

You wanted to take on ten, right?

Then I'll grant you that wish.

Young Dragon, with her lollipop in her mouth, immediately felt a bad premonition upon seeing little chubby Wales whipping out the projection communicator. This little chubby dragon... he isn't thinking of calling a gang, is he?

No, he can't be that clever, can he?

Young Dragon started to panic and instinctively moved closer to Lance.

Lance, Melbourne, and Evil Dragon Koln also realized what little chubby Wales was attempting.

What a clever little chubby dragon.

Smarter than his father.

Lance, as well as Evil Dragon Koln, praised little chubby Wales silently.

The little chubby dragon's antics indeed surpassed their expectations.

They thought chubby Wales would get into a brawl with Young Dragon and both would end up battered and bloody.

Instead, he had taken Young Dragon's words and used them to legitimately call in reinforcements, preparing to mob Young Dragon.