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

Plenty of juvenile dragons from Dragon Island had also been spotted around Saint Blue City. Lance told me to challenge the juvenile dragons on Dragon Island. I'm not afraid to fight them one-on-one, but some of the dragons on the island are too cunning and underhanded. They plan to gang up on me.

So, I figured I needed to find some backup. The potential allies I had in mind before were too dangerous, and Lance wouldn't let me recruit them. While chatting with you just now, it struck me that I could ask for your help, Dog Bro.

The juvenile dragon paused, looking at Er Gouzi's two dog heads, and said, "Dog Bro, do you think you can beat a juvenile dragon? If you can, I'll take you with me. If not... I won't take you, so you don't get beaten up by the juvenile dragons on Dragon Island.

"Arf! Arf!"

Who's he looking down on?

They're just juvenile dragons, not adult Giant Dragons. Even if they were adult Giant Dragons, it wouldn't hesitate to lunge at them and bite. Not to mention, it can even beat some adult Giant Dragons.

"Can you beat a juvenile dragon?"

Er Gouzi proudly nodded his head.

"Then, can you bite a juvenile dragon hard enough to hurt it?"

"Arf."

"Really?"

"Arf."

"I don't believe it. How about this, bite me first and let me see if it actually hurts."

"???"

Er Gouzi was shocked; it was the first time, after being with Lance for so long, it had encountered a creature that actually wanted to be bitten.

Of course, it couldn't really bite.

If it actually bit the juvenile dragon hard enough to make it howl in pain, Lance would certainly beat it up, and it might even end up having to wear a muzzle.

The juvenile dragon probably just wanted to check its biting strength.

Turning its head and looking around, Er Gouzi noticed a boulder behind it, patted the juvenile dragon with a paw, and when the juvenile dragon looked at it, it slapped the boulder with its paw again.

Giving the juvenile dragon a "watch this" look, it opened its mouth and bit into the boulder.

The boulder was immediately bitten into pieces.

Seeing this, the juvenile dragon hurriedly placed its dragon tail back on the ground, which it had been holding in its claw. Goodness, if Er Gouzi bit her tail, wouldn't it bite several holes in it?

"Very impressive, but if you do encounter those juvenile dragons from Dragon Island who are ganging up on me, make sure you don't go too hard. Just bite them enough to hurt, don't kill them."

"Arf."

"Then I'll take you with me to Saint Blue City tomorrow, but don't run off when we get there."

Er Gouzi wagged its tail to show understanding, then walked away slowly, with its proud head held high.

Tonight was for eating grilled fish. It had to roam around Lance more, so Lance would grill a fish for it too.

The juvenile dragon watched Er Gouzi leave, originally planning to follow, but halfway there, it thought of Turtle.

Now that it had found an ally, it seemed necessary to improve its own defense.

Turtle's shell was coveted even by the Evil Dragon, so the defense must be strong.

When going to Saint Blue City, it would take Turtle along. If attacked, just carry Turtle on its back, and the juvenile dragons' Dragon Breath and other attacks definitely wouldn't hurt it.

Heh heh, clever as it was.

It decided to discuss with Turtle, to see if Turtle could transform into a size as large as its dragon body, and ideally hang on its back.

If Turtle had a spare, unused turtle shell, that would be even better. It could put the shell on its dragon body, and then its whole body would be protected.

When that happened, it could completely ignore the attacks from the juvenile dragons on Dragon Island, just charging straight through them.

When the juvenile dragon found Turtle, Turtle was absorbing mysterious energy from the moon, facing the celestial body.

For over a thousand years, Turtle had been absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Following the manner taught by the Evil Dragon, it was practicing the absorption of celestial energies.

The juvenile dragon knew how to do it as well, as the Evil Dragon had taught it, but because it didn't like to sleep outside the Dragon Nest, it indefinitely postponed the practice of absorbing celestial energies.

The Evil Dragon, strong as it was, only planned to live for twenty thousand years.

Having transformed from a human into a juvenile dragon, living a couple of hundred years was already quite good.

It even prepared itself to take over the Evil Dragon's position as the Grim Reaper after death.

As Turtle inhaled the essence of the moon, the juvenile dragon was about to leave quietly when Turtle suddenly spoke up, "Little Dragon, do you need something?"

"Just a little thing."

"What is it?"

"I wanted to ask if you have any... spare turtle shells that you're not using at the moment. If you do, could you give me one?"

"???"

Was Little Dragon being influenced by staying with Lance for too long, gradually developing in Lance's direction?

Lance had coveted its shell, wanting to use it to build a room.

Why was the juvenile dragon also starting to covet its shell now?

It's a turtle, not a snake.

It doesn't shed its shell.

"No, what do you need a turtle shell for?"

The young dragon walked over to Turtle and sat down on the ground next to it, leaning against Turtle and said, "Lately, the young dragons on Dragon Island have been more active. Lance told me to challenge the young dragons there, but one sneaky dragon said I could take on a hundred of them, and then... all the dragons on the island wanted to fight me.

They even wanted to gang up on me. So I thought about your strong defensive ability with your turtle shell, and if you have one, I'd like to borrow it to wear and defend against the attacks of the young dragons on the island."

"I might not be able to help you with that."

"That's fine, if it really comes down to it, you can just ride on my back during the fight."

Turtle:ヾ(⌐■_■)

It's so...

So much like Lance...

Before Lance matured, he was just like a young dragon, so cautious...

Lance really used to carry him on his back for defense.

After reaching adulthood, Lance no longer used him for defense.

"This is too troublesome. Go find Lance, let him mix up some Magic Potion for you. Oh right, I remember Lance once used my essence to make a defense-oriented Magic Potion. Haven't you taken it before? Go ask him for a couple of bottles, and when you fight, drink one. Wouldn't that be more convenient than having me on your back?"

"No, no, no! Absolutely not! I don't want to walk around with a turtle shell on my head!"

I already have two Dragon Horns wrapped up. If I got another turtle shell, how would I ever face anyone?

She had been stuck with that amethyst turtle shell for a whole month.

She had turned from a good young dragon into a Turtle Dragon...

"That's just a side effect of the Magic Potion, no big deal. Lance probably optimized it. This time, after you drink it, you definitely won't grow a turtle shell on your head."

"I feel safer with you on my back."

"You can't carry me."

"Yes, I can. Don't believe me? Climb on my back."

Turtle climbed onto the young Dragon's back and the young dragon immediately sank into the sand.

Realizing something was wrong, Turtle quickly dug the young dragon out of the sand.

"See, I told you that you couldn't carry me."

"Just shrink to the size of my dragon body. You're over thirty meters long. I'd be surprised if I could carry you."

"You'll have to work on that. I heard Lance muttering the other day, he's planning on having you carry me on one hand while running around the island in the morning. Instead of growing a turtle shell, you might actually grow a turtle on your head."

The young dragon: (;≧Д≦)y

No way, I'll be squashed and won't be able to grow tall!

I'm only sixteen, still growing, and I want to be a princess with a pair of long legs.

"Would it be okay if I run with you on my back?"

"You'd have to ask Lance about that."

"So am I getting a few bottles of Magic Potion from Lance, or am I fighting the young dragons of Dragon Island with you on my back?"

"You want to carry me or drink the Magic Potion?"

"I want to carry you."

"Alright, then carry me. I was planning on going into hibernation soon anyway."

"Then nevermind, I'll drink the Magic Potion instead. I just hope I don't grow a turtle shell on my head."

The young dragon gave up, afraid that the attacks of the young dragons on the island might disturb Turtle's hibernation. Better to stick with the Magic Potion, with just a small side effect... as long as she doesn't get a turtle shell on her head.

After chatting with Turtle for a while, the young dragon finally got up to leave and went to the kitchen to watch Lance cook fish.

At eight in the evening, the grilled fish was ready.

The staple food was rice. The young dragon ate three large bowls and nearly half a sea fish, while Er Gouzi had two grilled fish.

After dinner, the young dragon asked Lance if he had any more Magic Potion made from Turtle's essence.

Lance said he did.

Then she asked if he had refined it and if the side effects were not as severe as before.

Lance said there might be some side effects, but not as much as before.

The young dragon was relieved.

...

The next day, as the young dragon spread her wings and followed Lance toward Saint Blue City, they encountered Golden Giant Dragon Austin who was also flapping his wings on his way to Saint Blue, along with Thunder Giant Dragon Erinna.

Not far from the body of the Golden Giant Dragon Austin was a middle-aged man with a full head of silver hair.

Thunder Giant Dragon Erinna, upon seeing Lance, released a Thunder Magic attack directly at him.

A dense mass of blue-purple lightning, which was about to swallow Lance whole, was sucked into his mouth with one breath by Lance.

The young dragon watched in stunned silence; the Evil Dragon had actually swallowed thunder alive!

So powerful!

She called herself a "little friend," thinking she was already quite formidable. She never imagined the Evil Dragon to be even more so.