Stinky Little Dragon

Turtle Turtle was depressed.

There really was such a possibility. If the evil dragon Lance developed a new drug and the little dragon refused it, then Turtle Turtle would be the only one left to test it. The evil dragon Lance would definitely instinctively think of Turtle Turtle.

The evil dragon Lance would surely think, It's just medicine. Turtle Turtle has been drinking it since childhood. It won't die from it. At most, some strange things will grow on its body, all within the range of what can be treated. "Lucia, if the evil dragon Lance develops another new drug in the future, you should drink it."

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This was proof that their friendship wasn't deep enough.

Lucia wasn't angry. She even felt a little like laughing. Turtle Turtle was terrified of testing medicine now.

If the evil dragon developed a new drug and asked her to drink it in the future, she definitely wouldn't let Turtle Turtle test it for her. What she had said just now was purely meant to scare Turtle Turtle.

"Don't worry. Once I catch a field mouse or a rat tonight, we'll raise them together. Neither of us will have to test medicine in the future. We'll let the field mouse or rat do it."

"Why couldn't the evil dragon Lance think of that?"

"He probably doesn't want to raise a rat as big as you."

Turtle Turtle felt that the little dragon had a point.

How could rats compare with a cute, silly turtle?

"Your shell is a little dirty. I'll wash it for you tomorrow, okay?"

"Little dragon, you're much cuter than Er Gouzi."

"Thanks for the praise."

Comparing her to a dog? How outrageous! How could she compare the future emperor of the Farolyn Empire to a dog?

Comparing her to the evil dragon would have been fine, too.

"When you're going to wash my shell, tell me in advance. I'll swim out into the sea, and you can fly onto my back and stand there to give me a simple brushing."

The little dragon was such a good friend.

Even if she didn't care for the evil dragon Lance in his old age or see him off at the end of his life, she would still care for the little dragon Lucia and see her off at the end of her life.

A thousand-year-old softshell turtle, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle.

The evil dragon Lance had said that Turtle Turtle could live for ten thousand years. If nothing unexpected happened, it might really live that long.

"Have you brushed your shell before?"

"The evil dragon Lance used to help me brush my shell all the time."

"Then I'll ask the evil dragon for a brush tomorrow. After ramming into you in the afternoon, I'll clean your shell."

"Mm."

Turtle Turtle really did have a good personality. The evil dragon hadn't lied.

Once her strength improved enough for her to knock Turtle Turtle over, even if she accidentally hurt it when ramming into it, Turtle Turtle probably wouldn't get angry.

By then, their friendship would definitely be deeper than it was now.

Father, Mother, far away in the empire, can you believe that the first friend I made outside the empire was a giant turtle?

There was no way to write letters on the island. If there were, you would definitely be shocked by what I've experienced.

The evil dragon wasn't in the courtyard.

When the little dragon Lucia found the evil dragon Lance, Lance was lying on the enormous rock where he had sunbathed that morning, drinking red wine, eating pastries, and admiring the afterglow of the setting sun.

He was an evil dragon with a poetic air. If such a beautiful scene fell into the eyes of a bard, their descriptions of the sunset's afterglow would probably make many young women fall in love with scenery like this.

The talent and experience of bards, along with their melancholy eyes, were truly attractive to young women.

When she had been in the imperial capital, she had seen bards several times.

Her luck had been fairly good. The bards she saw had all been decent-looking, though they were a little old.

"You like the sunset's afterglow?"

The little dragon lay down on a giant rock not far from the evil dragon. As she watched the sun setting over the sea, her mind grew peaceful, and the unease she had felt earlier disappeared.

"I do. The beauty of nature can purify the soul, and it can also be used to cultivate one's state of mind."

"???"

She could understand purifying the soul.

But wasn't cultivating one's state of mind a little exaggerated?

She knew about cultivating one's state of mind. Warriors, mages, Source Energy Card Makers, and several other professions in the human world all needed to cultivate their state of mind.

Extraordinary People cultivated their state of mind to wash away the world's glitter and grind away the restlessness in their hearts, allowing themselves to enter a better state.

But what did the evil dragon cultivate his state of mind for? Well, perhaps it was also to wash away the world's glitter.

After all, Lance was an evil dragon with all kinds of official documents.

"If human bards were to describe the sunset's afterglow, it would definitely be very beautiful."

Lance turned his head and glanced at the little dragon he had picked up.

Why did it feel as though this child was extremely curious about the human world and humans?

She also seemed to like talented humans with an artistic air.

"Do you like humans?"

"Huh? Oh, right. I like humans a little. Just a little. You have to like humans to be qualified to become their emperor."

She was human herself, so how could she not like humans? From the little dragon's perspective, she couldn't say she liked humans very much. She could only say she liked them a little. The evil dragon had said yesterday that he often went to the human world to play, so he probably had a little fondness for humans as well.

"Lance, do you hate humans? Or do you like them?"

"I like kind humans and hate bad people."

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Could humans really be worse than an evil dragon?

There might really be humans worse than the evil dragon.

Someone as kind as Eva had nearly been sent to the gallows simply because she was a Dark Wizard.

As the Imperial Daughter, she rarely interacted with people outside the imperial capital. No, she had barely interacted with anyone even in the imperial capital, so she had never met anyone truly bad.

Her stinky Imperial Sister wasn't a bad person. She was just very annoying.

If her stinky Imperial Sister were truly bad, the ministers, nobles, and knights wouldn't support her in fighting her for the throne.

She could say that her stinky Imperial Sister was annoying, but she couldn't say that she was bad.

"I hate bad people, too."

"Then you should become a little more cunning and devious in the future. If you're more cunning and devious than bad people, they won't be able to hurt you.

"But I think you're suited to the path of One Force Breaks All Laws. As long as you become strong enough, no matter what kind of bad person they are or what schemes they play, one punch from me and they'll die.

"At that level of strength, it won't matter if your intelligence is a little low."

". Is that so?"

"Think about it."

The little dragon pondered for a while and felt that the evil dragon's words seemed to make sense. If she were more cunning and devious than bad people, wouldn't that mean she was worse than bad people? Would she become someone worse than a bad person?

Using evil to suppress evil?

It could work. Once she became strong enough, even if she was a little lacking in intelligence, bad people wouldn't be able to harm her. That didn't seem to be a problem either.

The evil dragon said she was suited to walking this path of strength.

Had he seen her potential to become a strong person?

Lucia smiled. She felt that the evil dragon's judgment of people was really... accurate?!!!

Waaahhh—

An Imperial Daughter was furious. The evil dragon had indirectly said that her intelligence was low.

Saying that she was suited to the path of strength didn't that mean she wasn't suited to competing with bad people in intelligence?

Because her intelligence couldn't compare to that of bad people. This was too bullying.

"You insulted me."

The little dragon was sullen, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Phew." Lance exhaled a puff of hot air. "I'm relieved. Although your reactions are a little slow, the fact that you managed to figure it out means you're still fairly smart. Ordinary bad people won't be able to trick you."

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Your praise hurts even more than your insult. Waaahhh—

"Lance, you... you... you seem to have bad breath."

"Don't talk nonsense. I've never been in love, so it's impossible for me to have bad breath. The smell is coming from you. Go wash yourself in the sea, and remember to come back and clean this place, too."

The little dragon didn't believe him. She turned her head and took a sniff, then began dry-heaving nonstop. How could she smell so bad?!!