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

The young dragon had shot into the river on her bicycle. Luckily, she was quick enough to grab hold of it, rolling around in the river currents with it in her arms, getting washed out more than a dozen meters away. If it weren't for Lance, who jumped into the river and grabbed her Dragon Tail, she might have been swept into the lake near the Dragon God Temple.

They had told this silly kid to watch the road, but still, she turned her head to look back. Just learning how to ride, not yet adept at turning, but daring enough to be distracted. Thank goodness it was only a river. Had it been a cliff, she might not have survived...

She had wings and could fly. The question was whether this silly kid would remember that she could.

As for the bicycle, had it fallen off a cliff, it would have definitely turned into spare parts.

"Why are you hugging the bicycle? Didn't you see you were almost washed away?"

"I... I was worried the bicycle might get washed into the lake. You often fish there. What if next time, instead of catching fish, you pull up the bicycle that got washed into the lake? I've heard from those skilled fishermen in Saint Blue City,

most fishermen, if they don't catch fish, end up catching all sorts of random stuff..."

Glug glug glug glug...

The young dragon inexplicably sank into the river, with continuous bubbles emerging on the surface.

Lance, dragging the young dragon toward the shore, with the dragon still holding onto the so-called bicycle wheel.

Once on shore, Ingrid rushed over with a bath towel, first drying the young dragon's bald head to prevent a cold.

The clothes on Little Dragon His Highness were also wet, but luckily, there were change of clothes for him here, and all of Little Dragon His Highness's clothes are stylish sets.

From what Little Dragon His Highness said, those stylish sets were all made by Lord Viscount.

"Little Dragon His Highness, do you want to change clothes?"

"No need, no need, let's just keep going. If I change into clean clothes and fall while riding later, they'll get dirty again. Let's just wear this set and keep practicing. Once I learn, I'll take a bath and then change into clean clothes."

Ingrid looked toward Lance, if the Viscount agreed, then she would respect Little Dragon His Highness's choice.

"It's okay, she's a young dragon, her physical condition is far superior to humans, don't worry about her catching a cold."

Saying that, Lance waved his right hand in the air a few times, a golden talisman magically appeared, then flew in front of the young dragon, circled her a few times, and her wet clothes were instantly dried.

Household Talisman: Little Sun Talisman.

Seeing this, Ingrid's mouth twitched imperceptibly, saying it's okay but the next second directly drying Little Dragon His Highness's clothes with magic...

They really treat Little Dragon His Highness like their own daughter.

"She won't catch a cold, but it's uncomfortable to wear wet clothes when we have the means. Why wear wet clothes? Alright, get up and let's continue training."

The young dragon looked down at her clothes, restored as before, touched them with her Dragon Claw, and chuckled as she stood up.

She checked the bicycle, it seemed unscathed.

"Lance, I think I've learned it." The young dragon steadied the bicycle, skillfully getting on, "Eh, Lance, it seems like my bicycle's tire is bent..."

"It's not the bicycle's tire that's bent, it's the bicycle's handlebar..."

Lance stepped forward, legs clamping the tire, gently twisted the handlebars to adjust them for the young dragon, "There, you can ride now."

"Hehe... Can you hold me for a bit longer?"

"...."

The young dragon leisurely rode on the small path in front of the palace with Lance's support, not fearing that she would fall. After two or three laps, feeling confident, she told Lance to let go.

Lance let go.

Ensuring that Lance had let go, the young dragon gradually began to speed up, riding faster and faster, her laughter echoing over the grassy field under the night sky.

"Yoho, I've learned to ride a bicycle... Lance, look how fast I'm going, haha, I've even learned to turn, Ingrid, am I awesome?"

"Awesome, awesome, Little Dragon His Highness is the best."

"Ingrid, you're the best too. I'll make barbecue for you sometime."

"Awesome, awesome, I think you're great."

"I'm going to ride this bicycle up into the sky~!"

???

No.

Ingrid complimented you and she gets barbecue.

I compliment you and you want to ride your bicycle up into the sky?

"Lance, Lance, how do you stop the bicycle? Quick, quick, I can't stop it, there's a big slope ahead... Tell me how to stop the bike!"

"Pinch the brakes."

"Where are the brakes?"

"On your handlebars, pinch those two smooth, curved metal bars."

"Oh oh oh."

Screech―

"Ah―"

"..."

Ingrid covered her face with her hands.

Lance instinctively closed his eyes and sighed. The Fruit of Wisdom his dragon cub ate... was it a fake?

Was he deceived by Golden Giant Dragon Austin?

Pulling the brakes so abruptly at such high speed, the dragon cub performed a back flip in the air, and the bicycle flipped with her, then crashed down on top of her...

"Help... help... help me... I think I sprained my back... Ingrid... hurry... come help get this bicycle off me... I think I really sprained my back..."

???

Little Dragon His Highness still has a back?

Despite her doubts, Ingrid still jogged over to the young dragon, removed the bicycle from on top of her, and helped her up from the ground.

The young dragon covered her back with her Dragon Claws, continuously exclaiming in pain...

Lance couldn't help but laugh. Crashing into Turtle Turtle every day without issue, but spraining her back while riding a bicycle, she really had some talent...

After Ingrid helped the young dragon over to him, he examined her and sure enough, the dragon cub had sprained her back...

No big deal, just needed some healing. He cast a Light Magic onto the dragon cub, and her back pain was gone.