Chapter 14 The Evil Dragon Who Likes to Keep a Diary

Evil Dragon Lance's breakfast was truly delicious.

His life skills must be at a master level.

After gobbling down six big meat buns, Lucia's stomach became round and plump, feeling like she could eat one or two more.

Evil Dragon Lance hadn't eaten yet, what would he eat if she finished them all?

They certainly couldn't just let Evil Dragon Lance drink porridge, could they?

With such a massive body, he'd definitely not be satisfied with just porridge, so the remaining meat buns should be saved for Evil Dragon.

Lucia guarded the last five big meat buns. Er Gouzi had sneakily snatched another one from the steamer when she wasn't paying attention.

"No more eating, the rest are for Lance, he hasn't eaten yet," she said.

"Woof woof."

Hellhound Er Gouzi nodded in agreement with one head, while the other head munched on a meat bun.

The young dragon knew to save food for Lance, not bad, a conscientious young dragon, but its actions seemed driven by rivalry for affection. Until yesterday, it had always been this dog, Er Gouzi, who reminded Lance to eat and saved food for him.

Competing with this dog for affection, it was clear this wasn't a good young dragon.

Conscientious, but not a good young dragon.

It could act like a lickspittle, but the young dragon couldn't play the bootlicker.

"Don't worry, I don't need much food. If you haven't eaten enough, go ahead and eat a few more," Lance said.

Lance drank two bowls of porridge, including the one he had prepared for the young dragon. The young dragon had eaten six big meat buns and wouldn't be able to drink much porridge.

"I'm full; I can't eat anymore. If I eat any more, I'll stretch my stomach too much. You go ahead and eat. Once you're done, I'll, I'll... go wash the pots and dishes."

Back in the capital, she never had to lift a finger for such chores; the head maid would have it sorted out neatly.

All she needed to do was enjoy.

But with Evil Dragon, it wouldn't do for her to be lazy and gluttonous. Otherwise, she might be scorned by the Evil Dragon someday.

If Evil Dragon lost patience with her, the outcome wouldn't be too favorable.

Better to be diligent, washing pots and dishes should be no different than cleaning a water cup.

"Woof woof woof woof."

The meat bun-eating Er Gouzi barked.

"Go away, go away, go away, don't say such disgusting things!"

"???"

Lucia was clueless. What had Er Gouzi said?

Why did Evil Dragon tell him not to say such disgusting things?

Could Evil Dragon actually understand dog language?

"Lance, what did Er Gouzi say?"

"It said you don't need to wash the pots and dishes, it can lick them clean enough to reflect light in minutes," Lance replied.

Hearing Lance's words, Er Gouzi raised its two proud heads.

Not only could it lick the pots and dishes to a shine, but it could also use Hellfire to sterilize them.

It often cleaned its own dog bowl this way.

"Lance is right, you really shouldn't say such disgusting things," she told Er Gouzi.

Er Gouzi couldn't be bothered with Lucia, the young dragon.

Lucia went to wash the pots and dishes, and seeing no need for its assistance here, Er Gouzi headed to the field to bite off two cabbages to feed the turtle.

The turtle didn't like meat; it preferred fruits and vegetables.

Once it was given leftover watermelon rind, and the turtle slapped it with its flipper.

........

The Evil Dragon lay atop a clean, smooth boulder on the mountain peak, basking in the sun.

The young dragon lay on a nearby boulder, not far from Evil Dragon.

So being a dragon could be this comfortable.

She didn't know about other giant dragons, but Evil Dragon Lance... sure knew how to enjoy life.

His pace of life was very slow.

"Having a meal, basking in the sun afterward, it's so nice. If there was some music right now, that would be even more perfect," she thought.

Now that she was a dragon, Lucia wasn't worried about getting tanned by the sun.

"Music huh... Sometimes mermaids like to sing into conch shells, which can record the beautiful singing of the mermaids. I'll take you to the sea this afternoon to find a mermaid who loves to sing."

"No, no, no, I was just speaking off the cuff, please don't take it seriously, Lance."

Going into the sea to find mermaids, she could only hold her breath for a limited time, at most a few minutes. If she couldn't surface in time to breathe while deep in the sea, she would drown…

It's too dangerous, better to just stay put on the island.

"Lance, could you drill a small hole at the top of this lucky coin you gave me? Then give me a red string, I'd like to thread it and wear it around my neck."

The first gift from the Evil Dragon, it was to be treasured, and when she returned to the imperial city, she planned to show it off to Eva.

Lucky coin.

You can't necessarily buy it even if you have money.

This sort of lucky coin is only circulated within the sacred grounds of the Goddess of Fortune's temple.

I've heard of it but never seen one until now.

Indeed, a lucky coin can bring fortune to a person.

So am I lucky?

Or unlucky?

To say I'm lucky, I was captured by the Evil Dragon.

But to say I'm unlucky, this Evil Dragon I've encountered.... doesn't seem as vicious or terrifying as the dragons from the legends.

It must be luck, right?

So, Goddess of Fortune, please bless me to become the Emperor of the Phalan Empire.

"You want to wear the lucky coin as a necklace?"

"Mhm."

"Can do."

Lance took the lucky coin he had given her yesterday from a young dragon's claw. With a gentle tap at the top of the coin using the claw's index finger, a smooth, round hole instantly appeared.

Considering that it would be worn around the neck, a regular red string didn't seem tough enough and might break easily.

Let's use Rainbow Silkworm Silk instead.

With a flash of light, a beautiful piece of Rainbow Rope appeared on Lance's claw.

The Rainbow Rope passed through the lucky coin, and Lance fused the ends of the rope together.

"There."

"It's really beautiful."

Lucia took the lucky coin from Lance's claw and happily put it around her neck.

It's no wonder he had once raised a princess; whatever he made was indeed attractive.

"I'll give you a Spatial Ring as well."

"Ah? Give me a Spatial Ring? No no no, I don't like rings."

Lucia quickly refused; who would dare to accept a ring from an Evil Dragon? What if it was a betrothal ring?

She couldn't accept it.

Absolutely not.

"You don't like rings?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Lucia nodded frantically.

Lance's golden red vertical pupils lingered on the lucky coin at Lucia's neck. If she didn't like the Spatial Ring, then he would refine the coin into a storage space item.

For him, crafting a storage item that didn't need to change size was a simple task.

"Then I'll refine this lucky coin into a storage item for you."

"Ah? That's possible?"

"Mhm."

Lucia handed the lucky coin back to Lance once more.

In about half an hour, Lance returned the lucky coin to Lucia.

"Is it done? Don't I need to drop blood to bond with it?"

"No need, just touch it with your claw, and you'll be able to sense the space inside. To retrieve something, just think of it in your mind."

After handing the lucky coin to Lucia, Lance took out a brand-new notebook from his Vajra Ring.

"I'm giving you this notebook; write down anything happy, interesting, or sad that happens to you. You can also write about any enemies you can't defeat. Then, when they're about to die of old age, you can sit at their doorsteps and watch them take their last breath."

"???"

Lucia seriously suspected the Evil Dragon had done such a thing!

The playful side of the Evil Dragon was undisguised in front of her.