Give the Evil Dragon a Chance to Celebrate His Birthday, and He Can Let Even the Grim Reaper of Hell Know About It

Hell Bounty Mission: [They stand at the pinnacle of love, mocking the incompetence of death.]

The bounty mission he accepted had been updated. The update stated that the couple, who were at the pinnacle of their love, were now in dire straits. If nothing unexpected happened, their love for each other would be forever frozen on this day.

The reward for bounty missions is [Love Dog Food].

Their love for each other made them fearless in the face of death.

"To witness a couple's love?"

That's what I mean.

"Does that mean we'll get to eat the Love Dog Food before Er Gouzi does?"

???

That makes sense.

I was just thinking of giving Er Gouzi a dose of Love Dog Food from hell, completely forgetting that he and Youlong went to witness that couple's love, which also indirectly made me eat Love Dog Food.

"That's very true."

"Then maybe we shouldn't go?"

"What's the reason?"

"I think it would be better if you went there as the Grim Reaper. After all, you are the Grim Reaper, and after witnessing their love, you would be responsible for sending their souls to hell."

If we go there as mere spectators, I feel we are not witnessing their love, but rather desecrating their unwavering love for each other until death.

Although we didn't intend it that way, our actions were ultimately a bit inappropriate. Um, this only represents my own opinion and thoughts.

The young dragon felt a little flustered when she saw Lance's cold, golden-red vertical pupils staring straight at her.

She said that because she put herself in the other person's shoes.

If it were her, her love for her partner wouldn't need anyone to witness it; they themselves would know each other's feelings.

I'm so panicked.

Why isn't the dragon saying anything? Does it find her idea absurd? "Your view is very good; I hadn't even thought of that."

Lance smiled and patted the dragon cub's head. It seemed that he hadn't cultivated the dragon cub's awareness of daring to express its own opinions, thoughts, and views before.

This seemingly insignificant habit is easily overlooked.

Having never been a father before, this was my first time raising a dragon cub, and all I could think about was teaching it survival skills, combat abilities, and how to become stronger.

Other aspects of education were neglected.

"If you feel that what I have done is inappropriate or wrong, feel free to speak up. I am not the kind of domineering dragon."

Feel free to share any ideas you'd like to express with me.

"Huh? I... I... I... Can I really do this?"

"Why not?"

Lance smiled and encouraged the baby dragon.

"I... I... I want... I want..."

"What are you thinking? Speak up boldly. It was good that you expressed your opinions and thoughts just now. It's okay, I'm not as domineering as you think."

"I want... I want to be in a relationship! Ugh, it hurts!"

The baby dragon hugged its head, its eyes brimming with tears, and rolled around on the beach.

The wicked dragon tricked her again.

She talked about boldly expressing her thoughts, but she only tested the waters with the idea of dating, and immediately got punched by the dragon.

"At your age, you should be focusing on your studies and making progress every day. Don't think about dating all the time, as it can easily affect your grades."

Most importantly, based on my observation, being in a romantic relationship affects IQ.

"I was just saying it casually, I didn't really want to be in a relationship. Could you please be gentler next time you hit me? I just ate the Wisdom Fruit Wisdom Fruit not long ago, and this punch might affect the absorption of its medicinal effects."

"That makes sense. I'll be gentler next time."

The young dragon was utterly despondent. What Imperial Daughter gets beaten up by a vicious dragon all the time?

When she becomes empress, will the story of her being beaten by the evil dragon be recorded in history?

I'm overthinking it.

Let's think about these messy things when we return to the Farolyn Empire.

Are we going to Saint-Lan tomorrow?

"I can't go, I'm busy farming. I don't have time to become a lord in Saint Blue right now, I'm enjoying a leisurely life. Tomorrow I'll be making tea, and around the 20th I need to plant the seeds. If I want to visit Saint Blue, maybe in May."

"Hmm. If you learn how to plant seeds, you can go to Saint Blue beforehand."

The dragon who made tea seeds not only enjoyed life, but he truly loved it.

Someone like him, there are probably very few people who would personally hoe the ground and sow seeds, right?

Even if there is, it's probably just a whim to find a small spot to experience it.

Unlike dragons, he is dedicated to his work and loves what he does. When he works, he is just like an old farmer in the human world.

He had a towel hanging around his neck. I don't know if he actually sweats, but every now and then I would see him look up at the bright sun and wipe his forehead with the towel.

She can't.

She can't yet feel the joy of farming and can't immerse herself in it.

Perhaps she's not yet at the age where she enjoys farming?

Wait until April.

It seems the dragon's birthday is coming soon.

She remembered it was April 25th.

The dragon, busy farming, must have forgotten his own birthday.

The young dragon quickly scrambled up from the beach, sneakily moved to a spot a little further away from the evil dragon, took out its notebook, and wrote down the evil dragon's birthday.

Countdown begins.

No, I can't be lazy anymore.

On the dragon's birthday, you must present the carved "Family Portrait" statue as a birthday gift to the dragon.

Staying up late, staying up late, staying up late!

I'm not going to bed early!

She's going to stay up all night!!!

"What are you doing, sneaking around like that?"

"You're not allowed to peek at my diary."

Lance grinned; he was a year older and knew to write in his diary behind his Black Dragon Papa's back.

Good.

As the young dragon was putting the notebook into the Lucky Coin, she suddenly saw the award certificate that the evil dragon had given her earlier.

Three Silver Award.

[Three Good Young Dragon Award]

[Excellent Composition Award]

[Thousand Character Draconic Award]

Almost a year has passed, and the dragon has only awarded her three Silver Award. The key point is that she has never received a certificate made of pure gold.

That won't do. As Imperial Daughter, how can she not even have a pure gold certificate?

Did the dragon forget to use the award certificate as a way to motivate her to study? Should I remind the dragon? If I do, will I get beaten up? Maybe I should remind him again.

A pure gold certificate awarded by a dragon is better than one that one forges.

The key point is that the certificates made by the dragon are very beautiful.

"Um, Lance, could you make me a nice storage box?"

What do you need to store?

"The certificate you awarded me."

The young dragon took the opportunity to take out the Silver Award that the evil dragon had previously awarded her from the Lucky Coin and waved it at the evil dragon.

The reminder was so obvious, surely the dragon would have thought of using an award certificate to motivate her to study? An award certificate, right? How could I have forgotten to use an award certificate to represent my approval of my dragon cub?

"Sure, but isn't it a bit extravagant to have a storage box for just three certificates?"

"There can't be only three; I will receive more certificates in the future."

"That's ambitious. Well then, you've learned how to hoe the ground, but not how to sow seeds yet. Once you've mastered the entire farming process, I'll award you a pure gold ' Labor Glory Award,' how about that?"

"It's a deal!"

"I'm not kidding you, if you master a skill in the future, I'll give you a certificate."

Young Dragon's face fell; she had no such ability.

What should we have for dinner?

"Hot pot."

"Let's have hot pot tonight."

For the next three days, the young dragon followed Lance to learn how to make tea.

In three days, the young dragon gained an understanding of the tea-making process and began to like the tea culture that the evil dragon had mentioned.

Tea tasting is actually a very artistic experience.

On April 19th, the tea-making process came to an end, and the dragon began preparing for sowing.

On April 20th, the young dragon learned how to sow seeds from the evil dragon.

Sowing is quite simple. Just push a roller seeder, put the corn seeds into the roller seeder, and push it along.

That's easy.

The dragon taught her two methods of sowing: one was to use a roller, a sowing machine, and the other was to dig a shallow hole with a hoe, put the corn seeds in the hole, and then cover them with soil.

Digging a hole with a hoe is difficult; the dragon said that digging too deep is no good, and digging too shallow is no good either.

She asked the dragon, "If there's a roller seeder, why do I still need to learn to dig holes and plant seeds with a hoe?"

The dragon said, "Roller machines aren't always available, but if you learn to dig holes and sow seeds with a hoe, you can grow crops even without a roller planter or a hoe, as long as you have seeds and soil, just by using your dragon claws."

oh.

She understood; the dragon had arranged the worst possible situation for her.

She would never have fallen to this state in her life if she had used dragon claws to dig holes and plant seeds.

Because she is the Imperial Princess.

That afternoon, the baby dragon used its claws to dig holes and plant seeds, and the evil dragon said it would let her experience it first. It took three days to plant the corn.

On April 24th, the dragon took out vegetable seeds and began to plant vegetables.

Small gourds, tomatoes, cucumbers, bell peppers, chili peppers, green beans. All the vegetables available in the human world are available on the dragon's side, and they're all grown to countless times larger sizes. After a day's work, before going to bed, the young dragon told Lance that she wanted to rest the next day.

Lance agreed.

The dragon cub has already mastered the steps for planting. The rest will be taught when the time comes, so there's no rush.

If the dragon cub wants to rest, then let it rest.

He can take his time with the remaining vegetable seeds.

April 25th, sunny.

Lance was busy in the Vegetable Garden.

The baby dragon was also busy; she was busy preparing a birthday present for the evil dragon.

The carving of the "Family Portrait" should be finished by around 2 or 3 pm.

Making a cake at 4 o'clock, it takes about an hour to make a two-layer cake.

When she was setting up her stall, she learned how to make desserts and bread from the dragon, so making a birthday cake was no problem for her.

I just can't make very big birthday cakes.

A cake over a meter in size is her limit.

Lunch was prepared by the young dragon. Although it didn't taste very good, Lance still finished it. The dragon cub was cooking for his elderly father who was working in the fields. Lance felt the dragon cub's filial piety.

After lunch, Lance went for a nap.

Youlong ran to the back mountain and secretly carved her "Family Portrait". Around 3 p. m., the "Family Portrait portrait" was finished.

The black dragon squatted on the beach, and the young dragon squatted not far away from the evil dragon. Er Gouzi dodged wave after wave of seawater on the beach, with a sea crab on his paw.

The turtle lay in front of the black dragon, looking at Er Gouzi.

The evil dragon, she, the turtle, Er Gouzi are all there.

This is Family Portrait of [Young Dragon Lucia].

I'll carve a Family Portrait portrait for myself another day.

Carefully putting away the Family Portrait he had carved, the young dragon pretended to be passing by and took a stroll around the Vegetable Garden.

The dragon had already begun to work in the field.

She can go and bake a cake for the dragon now.

All the ingredients for making cakes are available on the island.

The dragon disliked chocolate-flavored desserts and other foods.

Cream and fruit cake.

The young dragon put on an apron and a chef's hat and began making a birthday cake.

Before making the cake, she was anxious, but once she started, she remained calm. Even if the dragon saw her because of time constraints, it didn't matter.

Whether or not we can give the dragon a surprise is not important.

Importantly, she wanted to prove through her actions that, within her power, she would repay the dragon in her own way.

Although the dragon did not need her reward.

That's a token of her appreciation.

She was probably the first Imperial Daughter in human history to make a cake for a dragon's birthday, and it was past six o'clock in the evening.

As soon as Lance arrived at the restaurant to prepare the meal, he smelled the aroma of steak.

Did the dragon cub make steak?

Upon entering the restaurant, it was indeed steak.

However, the steak is only about the size of a human palm.

It seems I'll have to become a human to eat dinner.

Lance transforms into a human and enters the restaurant.

He had just sat down when the dragon cub came into the restaurant carrying a gift box.

Seeing the gift box on the dragon cub's claw, Lance was slightly confused. Was taking a day off to prepare a gift for him?

"Is this... a gift for me?"

"Hmm." The dragon cub smiled and handed the gift from its dragon claw to Lance: "Happy birthday, this is a present."

Happy birthday?

April 25th, today is his birthday. A look of daze appeared in Lance's red eyes. Birthday... It's been a long time since I've had this concept in my mind.

Donahue once wished him a happy birthday when he was a child.

After that, no one ever wished him a happy birthday again, which was partly because he wasn't used to celebrating birthdays.

I never expected that before I could even celebrate my own child's first birthday, he would celebrate it for me first.

It feels a bit awkward.

Taking the gift from the dragon cub, Lance transformed back into a black dragon and patted the baby dragon's head. "I don't have the habit of celebrating birthdays, so it feels a little awkward, but your thoughtfulness makes me very happy."

"I also made you a birthday cake."

As soon as the young dragon finished speaking, the dog appeared in the restaurant pushing a cake cart.

The candles on the cake were lit.

Seeing this, Lance crossed his dragon claws, closed his vertical pupils, and began to make a wish.

Now that we have a cake, it's not too much to make a wish, right? [Gods: My wish is that the dragon cub will call me "Dad" or "Father" before he comes of age.]

Dragon God: My wish is that my dragon cub will call me "Dad" or "Father" before he comes of age.

After making a wish, he blew out a breath, and some of the cream on the cake got all over Er Gouzi's face. The cake was blown into the air, but luckily Lance quickly caught the cake that the dragon cub had made for him with his dragon claws.

The cake that the dragon cub made for him absolutely cannot be wasted.

The cake is a bit small.

As Lance transformed into a human and picked up a knife and fork to cut the cake, he seemed to remember something, took out the Black Dragon Projection Communication Device, and dialed Leige's account.

"Hey, old man, what's this?"

"Leige, see this cake? My little dragon made it for my birthday. Okay, you can get back to work."

Lance ended the projection call and then dialed Venus and Amelia's projection accounts, repeating what he had said to Leige earlier.

He didn't even give Venus Amelia a chance to wish him a happy birthday. After showing off the birthday cake the dragon cub made for him, he went on to contact the next acquaintance.

Even Death God Solomon was in Hell, received a projection call from Lance.

Looking at Lance's account, which ended the call after saying only one sentence, Death God Solomon was speechless.

Here's a chance for you to celebrate your birthday and let the Grim Reaper know about it.