Things Were Bad-He Wasn't Black Dragonkin Lance! The Black Dragonkin Was Black Dragonkin Lance!

The moment they saw Lance's face, the four little princesses of the Abyss —Tiji, Beitina, Meiweisi, and Fuleiya— felt a chill run down their spines, fearing that Lance would kill them.

They stood frozen in place, watching Lance intently.

Gradually, they noticed something was amiss. The person sitting by the window, who had a face exactly like Black Dragonkin Lance, wasn't looking at them with the same kind of gaze one would give a familiar face.

It's definitely an act.

Before their doubts could dissipate, Lance turned to look out the window, and in just a short while, the light snow had turned into a heavy snowfall.

More people came to enjoy the snow, and the children played even more wildly in the square. Some of the younger children made snowballs and started having snowball fights.

Seeing this, Lance thought of his own dragon cub. If the dragon cub were here, it would probably be wearing Tiger-Head Hat and running outside to play with the other kids.

Oh, this scene is about to become a reality. The main body has already brought the dragon cub to Saint Blue.

Saint Blue is going to be lively tonight.

Demons danced wildly.

It's good to have a lively New Year's Eve.

Lance stopped paying attention to the four Abyss princesses, Tiji. Tiji, Beitina, Meiweisi, Fuleiya, however, were looking at Lance's profile, huddled together, and whispered about Lance.

"Exactly the same, it must be him!"

"His eyes don't look like that. Cough. Our teacher's eyes are vertical pupils, but his eyes are normal."

"Fool, think about it, how could someone who is about to become king not have some ability to disguise himself? Besides, our teacher's strength has never been figured out. He is always weak when facing the weak and strong when facing the strong."

Having mastered many secret arts, and even the Secret Incantation of our various races, with our teacher's talent, changing the shape of the eyes would not be a difficult task.

Don't forget, our alluring older sister can also change the shape of her pupils at will.

The Fallen Angel Meiweisi quietly analyzed the amazing qualities of their "teacher" to his three friends.

We cannot deny that the human by the window is not the Black Dragonkin Lance just because the eyes are different.

Tiji, Beitina, and Fuleiya glanced at Lance unconsciously and nodded in agreement.

Indeed, given Black Dragonkin Lance's abilities, changing the shape of his eyes would not be difficult for him.

So here's the question: should they go over and try to make contact with that guy? Or should they pretend they didn't see him, casually find a spot to sit down, drink, enjoy some food, and admire the snow view?

The four of them exchanged glances.

After a moment, they decided to go and make contact with Lance. They had come all the way from the abyss to the human world, and even to this remote corner, just to verify whether the Viscount of Saint Blue was indeed the Black Dragonkin Lance. Since they weren't vying for the Demon Emperor Position, the Black Dragonkin Lance probably wouldn't kill them. After all, Little Dragon Highness was their little sister.

For the sake of Little Dragon Highness, Lance couldn't kill them.

After all, when they swore brotherhood, they said they would die on the same day, in the same month, in the same year.

Exchanging encouraging glances, Tiji, Beitina, Meiweisi, Fuleiya walked towards Lance amidst the puzzled looks of some of the restaurant's guests.

Customers enjoying dinner at the restaurant were astonished by what they saw.

Are these four pretty girls planning to flirt with their Viscount? That would be wonderful.

Their viscount is good in every way, except he's not very proactive when it comes to finding a partner.

While Little Dragon Highness certainly wonderful, they still hope that the Viscount can find a partner to spend his life with, and it would be even better if he could have a little Viscount as well.

"Long time no see, Professor Lance."

The Little Vampire Tiji sat down opposite Lance and greeted him somewhat reservedly. She and Lance had Lance pretty good relationship. When they were little, Lance often tricked her. The reason she added "teacher" after Lance's name was because she was afraid that the Lance in front of her might not be the Black Dragonkin Lance.

Although this possibility is almost nonexistent.

Lance withdrew his gaze from the snow scene and looked at Tiji with interest. "Teacher?"

"Right."

"I don't recall ever teaching a student like you, young lady. You've mistaken me for someone else."

Lance was not going to admit it. If he admitted that he was the Black Dragonkin Lance, how could he have claimed to have "died" in the battle against the Abyss Demon Race?

Of course, at this point, the Black Dragonkin Lance had no choice but to step forward, but he was not the Black Dragonkin Lance, but the Viscount of Saint Blue, the former Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor.

"Teacher, there's no point in pretending in front of us. Do you think we don't know whether you're our teacher or not? Stop pretending and just admit it. We won't hurt you."

Tiji didn't believe Lance at all; she was convinced Lance was faking it, even if he did it very convincingly.

Beitina, Fuleiya, Meiweisi each dragged a chair over from the side and sat down around Lance. They stared intently at Lance, trying to find flaws in his pretense from his behavior, expression, and demeanor.

"I'm not your teacher, how can I admit it? You must have mistaken me for someone else. Come to think of it, lately people have often mistaken me for the ' Lance ' you're talking about."

My name is Lance, but I'm definitely not the Lance you know. I should also know the Lance you know."

"???"

What does that mean? They couldn't quite understand what Lance was saying. What did he mean by saying that the Lance they knew also knew him?

"How could I not recognize myself? You are Lance, how could you not recognize yourself?"

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, the boss asked me to bring your [student] a glass of juice. It's freshly squeezed."

A uniformed waitress carrying four glasses of juice on a tray politely informed Lance of her purpose. After setting down the juice, the waitress smiled and turned to leave.

Lance turned to look at the restaurant owner. What a simpleton! Instead of taking advantage of the four of them, he was giving each of them a free juice out of respect for him. "Thank you, boss. You're so generous," Tiji said with a smile, taking a sip of her juice. Her gaze returned to Lance's face as she watched to see how Lance would respond.

"Forget it, no matter how much I talk to you, you'll only think I'm making excuses or pretending. Let's wait until the Lance you've been talking about appears, and then we can talk. I hope you'll still have the courage to call me 'teacher' then."

No, please don't call me teacher anymore. I'm afraid I'll get implicated. You've disguised yourselves very well. If you hadn't mistaken me for your "Teacher Lance," I might not have been able to find out your identities. You should be glad you didn't do anything reckless.

Otherwise, I might have already killed you all.

"???"

What does that mean? Why are they increasingly unable to understand Lance's words?

Could it be that they really admitted their mistake?

Come to think of it, the way Lance was looking at them wasn't right; it didn't look like the way he would look at acquaintances.

As for discovering their identities.

Black Dragonkin Lance, watched them grow up. How could he not discover their identities?

"Well, let me warn you in advance, Saint Blue isn't a place you can come and go as you please. Once the 'Teacher Lance ' you're talking about shows up, you'd better stay here obediently."

"You can leave if you want then, but your family will have to pay to ransom you."

"."

Keep pretending! They want to see how long Lance can keep up this act.

Lance chuckled, leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and glanced at Tiji and the other three with a half-smile.

Let alone the four little ones, even if their older sister Wang came here and saw him, she would still be fooled by him.

"Teacher, just admit it. Given your current position, admitting it will only benefit you, it won't do you any harm. Really, do you believe me?"

"They're here."

"???"

"Do you believe me? Here it comes, who's here?" The Little Devil princess Beitina was trying to trick Lance into admitting that she was the Black Dragonkin Lance, but before she could finish speaking, Lance said, "Here it comes." She followed Lance's gaze and looked out the window.

???

!!

At that glance, shock appeared in her scarlet eyes. In the square, a black dragon man dressed in a black and gold robe was wandering aimlessly in the snow-covered square.

Ahead of him, a little dragon wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket and a bright red Tiger-Head Hat bent down and secretly made a snowball. He then ran behind a half-grown child and ambushed him with the snowball.

Lucia, the Amethyst Dragonling! Even with her head turned black, she recognized her at a glance: the little dragon making snowballs and wearing Tiger-Head Hat was Lucia, the Amethyst Dragonling! The four of them were sworn sisters.

The black dragonman in the long black and gold robe looked incredibly familiar to them—it was none other than Black Dragonkin Lance Black Dragonkin! They had only seen him in his dragon-man form for a few months, but had seen Black Dragonkin in his original form for decades!

"Beitina, what's wrong? You..."

"Don't take pictures of me! Look out the window, look at the square, look!" Beitina's voice was tinged with panic.

Tiji, Meiweisi, Fuleiya keenly noticed this and looked in the direction Beitina was pointing.

Instantly, their hearts trembled again, and their scalps tingled.

Black Dragonkin Lance!!!

They saw Black Dragonkin Lance!!! They would never forget what Black Dragonkin Lance looked like before he transformed into his dragon form! As Abyss Devil, they never imagined they would experience such terror in their lifetime! If the black dragonman outside was Black Dragonkin Lance, then who was this Lance before them?! If he wasn't Black Dragonkin Lance, then their actions just now were tantamount to self-destruction?! Tiji, Beitina, Meiweisi, Fuleiya's eyes darted back and forth between the black dragonman and Lance, growing increasingly frightened and panicked with each glance.

A chill rose directly from their tailbone, making them shiver involuntarily.

"I was wondering why demons have been appearing so frequently in Saint Blue recently, and I couldn't figure it out."

Seeing you all tonight and hearing you call me "teacher" has finally given me a clue. Um, I'll let you in on a secret: I'm friends with that black dragon man.

Boom! Tiji and the other three felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in their hearts.

The Black Dragonkin Lance and the Lance standing before me... are they friends?!

"Stay calm, don't panic. After you finish your juice, I'll take you out to meet that guy. I also want to know, and by the way, I want to ask that guy what he's done with my face."

"!!!"

This is it!!!

Upon hearing Lance's words, everything that Tiji, Beitina, Meiweisi, and Fuleiya had been wondering about suddenly became clear!

The Lance in front of me is not the Black Dragonkin Lance! The black dragon outside is the Black Dragonkin Lance!

His dragon-human form was taken from the face of Viscount Lance before them! That despicable fellow misled them! Deceived them!

Wrong!

That despicable fellow deceived the entire Abyss!

He probably anticipated that the Abyss Demon Race might come looking for him someday, so from the very beginning, he never used his true human form!

Instead, it might be using the face of Viscount Lance Saint Lan, or even his name, Lance, might be the name of the Lance before us!

No wonder Lance said those strange things earlier.

They were so naive to think that Lance was pretending, but it turns out he really wasn't the Lance they knew.

At that moment, they panicked.

The Viscount of Saint Blue has discovered their identities; they may not be able to leave Saint Blue easily.

No, we have to get this message out!

Otherwise, their queen might also have been misled by the disguise of the Black Dragonkin Lance!

"Drink up, finish your juice, and I'll introduce you to him."

"."

At that moment, none of the four of them were in the mood for drinking juice.

"I hate waste. If you don't drink, I'll get angry. My strength is about the same as that guy's."

"."

Threaten!

A blatant threat!

They fell for it! They picked up their juice bottles and gulped them down in a few mouthfuls. Then they put down their empty glasses, some of them too embarrassed to look Lance in the eye.

"Let's go."

Lance stood up first, followed by Tiji, Beitina, and the other three. They silently followed behind Lance, leaving the restaurant and heading towards the square.

Medusa Princess Fuleiya was thinking that once she confirmed the Black Dragon's identity, she would petrify Lance when he wasn't paying attention! Meiweisi, Tiji, Beitina were also thinking about how to retaliate.

As Lance walked out of the restaurant, he looked up at the still-falling snowflakes and thought to himself that this year was probably the last year he would spend in Saint-Lan.

The era of Viscount Saint Lan must come to an end. "Don't even think about running away. You've investigated me; you should know my other identity: the [Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor]. You're no match for my sword. Don't even try; trying will only kill me."

"Your Excellency, are you disciplining a child? Do you have a light?"

A middle-aged man in a black Swallow-tailed Coat appeared beside Lance with a simple smile, a cigarette between his fingers.