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

Everyone present, including the Giant Dragons, all had the look of sudden realization on their faces.

Right, the Young Dragon ate a piece of the World Tree's root yesterday...

The World Tree's root...

Besides the Black Dragon, who would dare to consume the World Tree's root?

For a moment, Erinna and Austin looked enviously at the Young Dragon, wishing they could also taste the World Tree's root...

Ingrid, who was scratching the Young Dragon's itch, was dumbstruck; she felt there must be something wrong with her ears.

What had she just heard?

The World Tree!

They said Young Dragon had nibbled a small piece of the World Tree's root...

That was the World Tree, the legendary entity that, according to myth, supported their very world. Could such a divine and sacred object, more powerful than any Deity... have been partially devoured by Young Dragon?

What did Young Dragon intend to do?

Was it trying to bring about the "Twilight of the Gods"?

Ingrid vaguely remembered reading a book related to the World Tree, which mentioned... when the World Tree faces problems... the gods will meet their twilight...

Imagining that terrible scene, Ingrid shook her head vigorously. The honest and adorable Young Dragon would definitely not consume the World Tree entirely, nor could possibly prompt the "Twilight of the Gods."

Lance, who had been quiet, figured out the same thing.

An unexpected blessing.

Under normal circumstances, it would take at least a few hundred years, if not a thousand, for the Young Dragon's horns to grow.

A small piece of the World Tree's root had accelerated this process.

Now, it might only take two to three years, or maybe even a mere year and a half, for the Young Dragon to develop small horns on its head.

Good news.

Bad news!

A disaster of epic proportions!

For Lance, the early growth of the Young Dragon's horns was a good thing.

But for the Young Dragon itself, it was not.

Because she didn't know whether the horns on her head would disappear when she changed back into her human form.

If the horns disappeared when she transformed back into a human, like the Evil Dragon, it wouldn't be a big deal.

If the horns remained while she was in human form...

Then, what would she be... human or dragon?

She didn't want to have horns growing out of her head...

No way!

If the horns really did grow out early, she would have to make the most of them in battles with other Young Dragons on Dragon Island, preferably, she would be able to wear down the newly grown horns...

"Lance, is she your Dragon Cub?"

"No."

"???"

Golden Giant Dragon Austin was taken aback by Lance's statement. With the lucky coin and the eyes' vertical pupils remaining the same, only a change in body color, she was no longer considered his Dragon Cub?

Erinna also glanced at Lance subconsciously.

She didn't believe a word Lance said. Was the Black Dragon Youngling not a Young Dragon... could she not see that?

"You don't believe me?"

"Should we?"

"Believe it or not, that's up to you."

Lance offered no defense. It didn't matter if they saw through the Young Dragon's disguise, as sooner or later, the Young Dragon would journey to Dragon Island in her true form.

For now, he simply wanted his Dragon Cub to have fun.

He believed his Dragon Cub deserved a special childhood.

"Ingrid, let me do it myself, your touch is too gentle."

The Young Dragon started scratching herself with her Dragon Claw; it would have been nice if Turtle were there, then she could have rubbed her head on Turtle's turtle shell.

"Scratching won't help, why don't you go outside and find a mountain to bang your head against? That should relieve the itchy sensation, right?"

"Really?"

Lance nodded.

The Young Dragon got up and ran outside; she was off to bump into mountains.

Lance gave Ingrid a look, and upon seeing it, she nodded and followed the Young Dragon.

Lord Viscount had asked her to keep an eye on the Young Dragon.

Austin and Erinna's gaze landed on Lance, their Dragon Horns itching. Letting the Young Dragon go bump into mountains?

The Young Dragons on Dragon Island wouldn't use this method to relieve the itchiness of growing Dragon Horns.

This method of relieving the itchiness was too wild.

"What are you two looking at me with those eyes for?"

"Aren't you afraid the Young Dragon will damage her brain?"

"Hammond has just given me three Fruits of Wisdom; if the brain gets damaged, just feed the Black Dragon Youngling a few more Fruits of Wisdom."

"...."

Are Fruits of Wisdom meant to be used like this?

After some idle chat, Sophia, Erinna, Hammond, and Austin got up and left, having visited the first Pope of the Dragon God Temple and presented gifts, they'd also gained a bit of information about Black Dragon; it was time to leave.

The Sacred Golden Giant Dragon Constandy might come to Saint Blue tomorrow; they needed to go back and organize the information about Black Dragon to pass on to Constandy, lest this Holy Giant Dragon also fall into Black Dragon's clutches.

With nothing to do, Lance had thought about going fishing, but considering the weather was gradually getting colder, he dismissed the idea.

He would wait until the water froze.

Tixia and Cleia arrived; before leaving, Ingrid had informed them that Lance had awoken.

Upon learning that Lance was awake, they'd set aside the political affairs they were in the middle of handling and rushed over at the first opportunity.

"Lord Viscount, you've finally woken up. Next time you Divine Travel, could you please inform us in advance?"

Tixia didn't want any more scares.

Once was enough; another time, and he really feared his heart couldn't take it.

"You've come at the right time, Divine Travel is something I can't control, and in the next few days, I might Divine Travel again.

If I do Divine Travel once more, handle the affairs of Saint Blue on your own, and if you encounter any thorny problems, you can ask Black Dragon; Black Dragon and I have an excellent relationship."

???

Divine Travel again?

He had just woken up how long ago?

Why is it time for another Divine Travel...

They dared not ask or stop him; well, whatever makes Lord Viscount happy.

As long as Lord Viscount doesn't disappear for several years at a time, that's fine.

Thinking that he might not appear in Saint Blue for quite a while, Lance took some Magic Potions out of the Spatial Ring and handed them to Tixia and Cleia to use as they saw fit.

Tixia and Cleia asked Lance if there was anything they needed to do, and Lance said there wasn't.

After staying in the first-floor hall for about an hour, Tixia and Cleia left – they still had political affairs to handle.

There had been a lot of minor movements from the Red Maple Kingdom; they had to find a way to amplify these movements, hoping that by the time Lord Viscount awoke next, they could seat him on the throne.

After seeing Tixia and Cleia off, Lance drained the glass of red wine and got up to the second floor; it was time to give Death God Solomon a surprise.

Upon reaching the second floor, the Black Dragon got up from the bed, the Puppet Body lay there, and Lance in Black Dragon Form transformed into his human form.

The three Fruits of Wisdom had already been placed inside his Diamond Talisman.

He didn't contact Death God Solomon directly; instead, he used the teleportation function of Grim Reaper's Scythe to send a Fruit of Wisdom into the Grim Reaper's Scythe of Solomon.

Saying he has shit...

Hehe...

Upon seeing the Fruit of Wisdom, would Death God Solomon take the initiative to contact... him?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Lance saw the reflection from the Diamond Talisman. The next moment, the Grim Reaper's Scythe flew out of the Diamond Talisman, hanging in the void, and black mist spread into space, forming a screen. Not long after, Death God Solomon appeared in the projected image.

"You… you… what have you sent me? This… does this thing look a bit like the legendary Fruit of Wisdom?"

Death God Solomon was shocked by a small Fruit of Wisdom; just yesterday or the day before, Lance had said he would give him a Fruit of Wisdom, and Solomon had thought Lance was just boasting. He didn't expect… today a fruit that looked exactly like the Fruit of Wisdom arrived in his own Grim Reaper's Scythe!

If this fruit wasn't fake, its value... for a Level 5 Grim Reaper from Hell, it would truly be holy!!!

Its value far exceeded Lance's imagination.

"At least you're a Grim Reaper; don't get so excited. What I sent you is indeed the legendary Fruit of Wisdom. Take it and eat it, strive to advance to Level 5... no, Level 6 Death God as soon as possible.

I'm still waiting for you to go to the Divine Realm to help me collect debts."

"It's not disguised as shit, is it?"

???