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

"The texture is really good, are you selling it? If you are, I can offer double the market price to buy this bike from you. I estimate that this bike is worth about twenty thousand Gold Coins, I can buy it for forty thousand Gold Coins."

???

Twenty... twenty thousand Gold Coins?

Is this bicycle, custom-made for her by the Evil Dragon, worth twenty thousand Gold Coins?

That expensive?

She had thought that the bicycle made by the Evil Dragon would be worth at most ten or twenty Gold Coins, or maybe a hundred or two hundred Gold Coins.

The blonde girl started with twenty thousand Gold Coins...

"No... no.... not selling."

The young dragon shook her head in refusal, she liked Gold Coins, but she wasn't lacking in them at the moment, and having so many wouldn't be of much use; besides, she could still make money by setting up a stall.

"Sixty thousand Gold Coins then? Are you selling?"

"No... not selling."

The young dragon painfully refused. Sixty thousand Gold Coins, she was a bit tempted, but she managed to resist. A mere sixty thousand Gold Coins, once she returned to the Farolan Empire and became the Emperor, would be nothing more than a trivial matter.

Besides, this bike was custom-made for her by the Evil Dragon, and she didn't have the right to sell it.

Even if the Evil Dragon asked her to sell it, she wouldn't.

She planned to take this bicycle back to the Farolan Empire as a keepsake.

She feared that one day when she turned back into a human, the Evil Dragon wouldn't recognize her. Then, she might have to pull out some physical evidence to prove she was the Amethyst Young Dragon.

The young dragon always believed that she wouldn't always stay by the Evil Dragon's side, nor live on as a young dragon forever.

Because she wasn't actually a young dragon.

Fake is fake, it can never become real.

The blonde girl breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad you didn't agree. If you had, I would have had to borrow money. Sixty thousand Gold Coins... it's a huge amount for me."

"....."

Showoff...

Almost thought this blonde girl in front of her was truly a rich heiress with millions in assets.

"If your foot is alright, then I'll be going, I still need to take these kids out to play."

"Can I come along? I'm new to Saint Blue, and I don't really have any friends here, nor do I know what's good to eat. Can you take me along to play?

If you get tired, I can ride the bike and carry you. What do you think?"

The young dragon stared at the blonde girl for a while, sniffed her, and then subconsciously glanced at Lance. The Evil Dragon said... to be careful making friends, lest she befriend someone with a bad character and end up suffering.

This blonde girl before her didn't seem like a bad person; her scent was quite pleasant, her eyes like her vertical pupils... clear and bright, full of wisdom.

She could be a friend for a brief time.

The blonde girl followed the young dragon's gaze to Lance, she had noticed him earlier, his demeanor extraordinary, calm and serene, content in his solitude.

And he gave her a strange feeling.

When not focusing intently on him, at a glance, he seemed ordinary, just another person among many, nothing peculiar about him.

It was only when she focused intently on him that she could feel his transcendence and ease.

To be valued so much by Saint Blue's Little Highness, this man... must be Lance, the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor as Erinna had described.

He didn't at all radiate the sharp, imposing aura typical of a Sword Dao Expert.

He was very gentle, like the elderly sages on the War God Holy Mountain, resembling peace-loving, law-abiding, nature-revering Druids.

Oh, that's right.

Erinna said that the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor Lance could transform into the Black Dragon; he was a Sword Dao Expert but also a Druid.

Perhaps a Beast Master as well?

Seeming also capable of summoning heroic spirits...

Completely unimaginable.

If Erinna hadn't spoken of this Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor, she wouldn't believe the person before her was skilled in so many areas.

Lucky indeed.

To have arrived in Saint Blue and met its actual ruler on the first day.

It made sense.

Erinna mentioned that the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor Lance often took Little Highness Dragon around Saint Blue City.

Little Highness Dragon even set up a stall to sell barbecue.

Magical.

She asked Little Dragon to take her out to play, and Little Dragon subconsciously looked toward the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor as if seeking approval from an adult.

"Don't look at me. If you want to take her to play, then go ahead. I'm not the kind of parent who has strong control desires. I don't restrict whom you befriend."

The young dragon grinned; she had just subconsciously glanced at the Evil Dragon without thinking too much.

Having the Evil Dragon in her sight made her feel safe.

"Girl, what's your name?"

The blonde girl looked around, realized she was the only one there, raised her right hand, and pointed to herself with her right index finger, looking at Lance, "Are you talking to me?"

Lance was amused by the blonde girl's action. She didn't seem like a naive girl, so why did this gesture make her seem a bit naive?

"Yes, I'm talking to you."

"My name is Sophia." The blonde girl, Sophia, smiled sheepishly—it wasn't that she was naive. It was just that the term 'girl' caught her off guard, as it had been a long time since anyone had called her that since the day she became the Saintess of the War God Holy Mountain.

Whether it was the clergy of the War God Holy Mountain or believers from around the world, upon seeing her, they would only address her as "Lady Saintess" or "Lady Sophia."

The Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor, Lance, calling her "girl" had made her subconsciously think he was talking to some other girl.

"I'm Sophia. What's your name?"

"Lance."

"Lance, the Lord Viscount of Saint Blue?"

Lance nodded.

"You're a bit different from what I imagined a viscount to be."

"You know me?"

"Anyone who visits Saint Blue City becomes a bit curious about the Lord Viscount. Before meeting you, one imagines a viscount... somewhat fitting their own fantastical idea of one. I imagined a viscount as a middle-aged man who likes to wear tailcoats, sports a beard, and carries a gentleman's cane. You look much younger than I imagined."

"I just look younger. Actually... I am old enough to be your grandfather."

To avoid unnecessary complications, Lance thought it was better to nip things in the bud right away.

He didn't want the girl to become too curious about him.

Sophia's smile deepened; the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor seemed a bit nervous, apparently fearing something...

Saying his actual age was enough to be her grandfather...

Anyone else meeting her definitely would not say such a thing but rather would strive to display their gentlemanly conduct or humor in front of her.

Pleasing and winning over beautiful women seemed to be a common flaw among men.

She didn't like such men, but she wouldn't show a look of disdain either.

The Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor was an exception. By saying so, was he afraid that this "girl" might develop a liking for him?

Oh, she got it.

Was the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor afraid she might fall for him?

Using the granddad comment to kill her curiosity and simultaneously let her know that in his eyes, she was just a very young girl...

Not a woman...

The Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor spoke quite tactfully.

Perhaps he had encountered such a situation before?

A man of solid character.

No wonder he was admired by Erinna. The type of the opposite gender the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor likes was probably someone like Erinna.

Too bad Erinna was a Pureblood Dragon.

Otherwise, she really would suggest that Erinna spend some time getting to know the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor.

"Did you come to Saint Blue for fun, or do you have another purpose?" Lance asked Sophia.

"Fun, and also to see if I might encounter some Pureblood Dragons. Don't be fooled by how I look; I'm actually quite strong. I heard there have been sightings of Pureblood Dragons in Saint Blue lately, so I'm trying my luck. I also heard... that there is a Dragon God Temple here. If possible, I'd like to visit it."

The Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor was very strong, and Sophia felt that if she tried to hide her strength, it might make him suspicious of her identity.

It was better to boldly state her strength; that way, at least the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor wouldn't suspect she had ulterior motives.

For now, she couldn't tell the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor that she was here to meet the Black Dragon.

Erinna mentioned that the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor had a good relationship with the Black Dragon.