Poor and Arrogant Evil Dragon

Chapter 33 A poor and arrogant Evil Dragon hasn't even experienced love yet.

To suddenly awaken to the [Raising a Cub] fetish is truly... miraculous. Skipping love and going straight to raising a cub, becoming a Papa... something I never dared to imagine before.

Evil Dragon Lance's eyes fell on the young dragon, and he was thinking... if he raises the young dragon for a few hundred or a thousand years, will the young dragon suddenly call him "Papa" one day? "When you... when you hit my head... can you be a little gentler? Humans have said... when children are young, you can't hit them too hard, or you'll make them stupid."

Seeing the Evil Dragon looking at her, Lucia hurriedly protected her head with her dragon claws, afraid that the Evil Dragon would slap her head with its tail again.

The Evil Dragon's Dragon Fist hitting her was painful enough, but she didn't expect the tail slap to be even more painful... she didn't really want to learn from that ancient person when she said that just now.

She simply wanted to show off to her stinky Imperial Sister when she returned to the Imperial Capital in the future, saying that she had seen the idol that her stinky Imperial Sister wanted to surpass at the Evil Dragon's place, and even had face-to-face communication. As for learning, it was just an excuse.

She didn't dare to learn the ideas of that ancient person.

That ancient person dared to start a God War, but she didn't dare... she could only think about it in her heart, not dare to say it out loud... Speaking of which, did the Evil Dragon just say some strange self-references?

Did Father Evil Dragon say those two words? She didn't hear clearly, should she ask? Or should she not ask, what if the Evil Dragon hits her again? She felt a little like crying.

Which Kingdom's Princess would get beaten by an Evil Dragon at every turn? If she were to return to her human form, the Evil Dragon would definitely be attracted by her beauty when he saw her.

At that time, not to mention hitting her, maybe the Evil Dragon would have to carefully coax her even when eating.

When sleeping, he might even take the initiative to sing her a lullaby.

After spending some time together, the Evil Dragon would kneel on one knee and propose to her... her beauty was unparalleled and captivating, that's how Eva praised her.

Eva was such an honest dark curse Wizard, she wouldn't lie.

"I'm not as violent as you think, don't think of me so badly."

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How many times have you said that, and how many times have you hit me.

The young dragon complained in her heart about the Evil Dragon.

"Smo... smoking..."

"What's smoking?"

"...That black Scythe you left in the Study is emitting black smoke."

While avoiding the Evil Dragon's gaze, Lucia inadvertently saw the black Scythe that the Evil Dragon had left in the Study emitting black smoke.

It was exactly the same as the scene when the Hell Death God contacted the Evil Dragon before.

Is the Hell Death God contacting the Evil Dragon? Didn't the Evil Dragon resign from the position of [Trainee Death God]? "Ignore him."

The Evil Dragon raised its dragon claw and hooked it at the Death God Scythe in the Study. The Death God Scythe, emitting black smoke, spun and flew to the dragon horns, disappearing.

"That... could it be the Hell Death God contacting you?"

"It's sleeping time, even if the Death God comes, don't expect me to move. Sleep, if there's really something urgent, he'll contact me again tomorrow."

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Arrogant, too arrogant. A Trainee Death God... no, to be precise, an expired Trainee Death God, how dare he be so arrogant. It's sleeping time, and he doesn't even give the Hell Death God any face?

"Could it be to give you back pay?"

"You're overthinking it. Solomon is the poorest of the Death Gods. There's no chance of back pay; it's more likely they'll make me return the wages from when I was slacking off."

Lance closed his vertical pupils. It was sleeping time. Even if a Death God came, he wouldn't budge.

Arrogant, domineering, and poor. Lucia mentally added another complaint about the Evil Dragon, turned over, faced the wall, turned her back to the Evil Dragon, and began to brew sleepiness.

It was the second day since being captured by the Evil Dragon, and she still hadn't found a chance to escape.

The number of beatings she'd received was one more than yesterday. Sleep, sleep... when she woke up, she'd have to bump into Turtle Turtle again, and she'd have to clean Turtle Turtle's shell. She had to remember to ask the Evil Dragon for a brush tomorrow morning. After thinking wildly for a while, Lucia curled up and fell into a deep sleep. Sleeping in the Evil Dragon's lair meant she didn't even need a blanket. "Good morning, young dragon."

"Good morning, Evil Dragon... oh, no, good morning, Lance."

It was another day of being forcibly awakened by the Evil Dragon Lance.

The young dragon yawned, got up groggily, and followed the Evil Dragon Lance out of the Dragon Lair.

The morning glow of the rising sun spilled onto the young dragon's face. The young dragon yawned at the rising sun and waved a dragon claw weakly at it: "Good morning, Grandpa Sun."

The Evil Dragon, who was walking ahead, turned his head to look at the young dragon, who was still a little unclear.

Calling out to Grandpa Sun? Tsk, trying to claim kinship.

In this world, the God symbolizing the sun is the God of Light.

Most mythologies are like this.

As for whether the God of Light is the sun, Lance didn't know.

In a mythological world, anything is possible.

Hard to say.

"Lance, does Life Nurturing Exercise have to be this early? I think waking up naturally is also a form of Life Nurturing Exercise, don't you think?"

"I think what you said makes sense."

"Then can we sleep in tomorrow and wake up naturally for Life Nurturing Exercise?"

"Sure."

Today's Evil Dragon... was unexpectedly easy to talk to.

Facing the rising sun, they began Life Nurturing Exercise.

She had learned it from the Evil Dragon yesterday, so this morning's Life Nurturing Exercise didn't take long to finish.

Next was listening to the Evil Dragon Roar.

The Evil Dragon had said yesterday that listening to Evil Dragon Roar would help her become stronger.

She listened, and then woke up choking in the sea again, paddling back with a doggy paddle.

Her back didn't hurt today, so it seemed that when she fainted... she didn't hit anything.

Breakfast was scallion pancakes, which tasted okay, but not as good as roasted meat.

Er Gouzi ate two pancakes and ran to the orchard, presumably Er Gouzi liked to eat meat as much as she did.

Before eating breakfast, she had gone to feed Turtle Turtle. Turtle Turtle said it didn't want Er Gouzi to bring it breakfast, complaining that Er Gouzi had bad breath. "This morning's lesson is still learning Draconic through pinyin. Last night you learned the Draconic word for 'Dragon.' Next, you'll learn the Draconic words that can form phrases with 'Dragon.'"

"Oh."

My father and mother, who are far away in the Imperial Capital, you might not believe it, but on the third day after I was captured by the Evil Dragon, he was teaching me Draconic again.

I suspect that when the Evil Dragon transformed into a human and went to play in the human world, he was a teacher.

"Don't be distracted, listen carefully."

"Not distracted, not distracted. Learning Draconic makes me happy."

The Evil Dragon Lance finished teaching, and Death God Solomon from Hell contacted him through the Death God Scythe.

He didn't answer his projection call last night, and now he's sending it again.

The Death God Scythe flew out from the dragon horn and hovered in the air in front of the Evil Dragon.

Lucia, who was lying on the side, saw the Evil Dragon Lance shrinking.

She didn't understand last night, but she understands today.

The Evil Dragon shrinking means that his identity is no longer that of an Evil Dragon, but a Druid.

A Druid who can transform into the appearance of an Evil Dragon.

A light screen lit up on the black Scythe, and the Hell Death God, shrouded in a black robe, appeared in front of the Evil Dragon through a projection.

It's the Death God from last night.

The Evil Dragon resigned from the position of [Trainee Death God], so why is this Hell Death God still looking for the Evil Dragon?

Could it be that he wants the Evil Dragon to return the [Trainee Death God]'s Scythe to him? "Why do you always have this ugly appearance?"

"."

Being in Hell really allows you to do whatever you want; it's okay to loudly call the Evil Dragon ugly.