Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress

Being oneself? Living the life one desires... Not to be defined... The young dragon somewhat understood, but not quite; no, these words of Evil Dragon must be written down and pondered over later. She placed the corn held in her dragon claw onto the beach and took out a notebook from her Lucky Coin, diligently transcribing Lance's words without missing a single one. As she wrote, a sudden realization dawned upon her. The actions of Evil Dragon did not align with humans' understanding of Evil Dragons. So, to her, Evil Dragon was an Evil Dragon who didn't quite fit the mold of a proper Evil Dragon. But, in doing so, Evil Dragon embodied his own saying, "Not to be defined." Humans believe Evil Dragons kidnap princesses and plunder gold and silver treasures. Evil Dragon did not live up to the human imagination, thus in her view, Evil Dragon became an "outlier" within the Giant Dragon Clan. He was being himself, living the life he wanted. Not the life she had envisioned. Was this the meaning of not being defined? Circling the words "Not to be defined," the young dragon lifted her gaze to the night sky. What kind of Giant Dragon did she want to become? Pah, pah, pah... It was what kind of person she wanted to become. But what kind of person did she want to be? Firstly, someone who could defeat that stinky elder sister Asina, and then, someone who could be an emperor. That was the vision Princess Lucia held for herself. If she couldn't be Princess Lucia, then the young dragon Lucia pondered what kind of person she wanted to be... Hmm... perhaps an outstanding Evil Dragon just like Evil Dragon. A sudden clarity struck her. To be a simple "Evil Dragon," a "Princess." Putting away her notebook, the young dragon picked up the corn she had set aside earlier and continued roasting it. "Do you want the tens of thousands of Gold Coins stolen by Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln back?" "Yes, I can't bring myself to squander Saint Blue's riches lightly; he took off with tens of thousands of Gold Coins in one fell swoop. If I don't retrieve them, I fear I won't be able to sleep for the next few centuries." "So, are we going to visit the Nord Kingdom Capital?" "No rush, let's stay a few days at Black Dragon Island before we head there." "Oh." The young dragon passed the roasted corn to Lance, "This one's ready, give it a try." Lance took it and started eating, no need for formalities with his own dragon cub. The corn was a sweet variety, full of flavor. But it was a bit dry, it hadn't retained its moisture. "Fruit corn is better boiled." "One should try everything." The young dragon bit into another ear of corn and concluded, hmm... indeed, it wasn't as tasty as the boiled version. The roast beast leg would take a bit longer. Lance stood up, deciding to make some thin pancakes to roll around the thinly sliced meat from the roast beast leg for eating. "What are you going to do?" "Knead dough." "I know how to do that, let me help you knead." "Forget it, your dragon claws smell like firewood." "I can just wash them, and they'll be fine." Lance gestured for the young dragon to go wash her hands. The young dragon ran to the seaside, cleaned her dragon claws briefly, then flew toward the kitchen, where she could rinse her dragon claws thoroughly under the faucet. Kneading dough, half her dragon body ended up covered in flour... Soon her dragon claws were sticky with the dough. Lance pulled some green onions from the ground, preparing to make green onion pancakes. Green onion pancakes wrapped with meat should taste good. He made over thirty green onion pancakes, just as the beast legs finished roasting. Out of the five roasted beast legs, Lance sliced two into meat slices and gave the bones to Er Gouzi. The bones still had bits of meat on them, which shouldn't go to waste; Er Gouzi could lick them clean. "Lance, Lance... can I drink some alcohol?" "Yes, you can have fruit wine, but no spirits until you're of age." "Understood." The young dragon fetched a barrel of fruit wine from the wine cellar and took out three bowls. One for Turtle, one for Er Gouzi, and one for herself. The three of them could finish a barrel of fruit wine. "Woof, woof, woof." Just as the young dragon was about to pour fruit wine into Er Gouzi's bowl, Er Gouzi ran over and snatched the bowl away. "Aren't you having fruit wine?" Both heads of the Two-Headed Hellhound nodded in unison. It only drank strong liquor. For a Two-Headed Hellhound to be seen drinking fruit wine would be laughably embarrassing if word got out. It grabbed its bowl and ran to Lance's side, barking once and pointing at its bowl with a paw. Lance took out several bottles of white liquor from the Diamond Talisman and poured them all into Er Gouzi's bowl. His pet dog had a taste for this stuff; he was quite helpless about it. "Don't get drunk." Er Gouzi nodded both of its heads at the same time; it enjoyed being tipsy. When it drank enough to become tipsy, it would go to sleep. Eat meat in big bites, drink liquor in big gulps. It was always best when owner Lance was home. Without owner Lance, it was all half-cooked food every day. Delicious. Truly delicious. A bite of meat, a gulp of liquor. This was the life of a dog. Lance rolled himself a wrap, took a bite, followed by a sip. Enjoying the sea breeze and watching the waves, he felt relaxed and content. "I haven't been on Black Dragon Island for some time, did the Squid Lady come to Black Dragon Island?" "Bark bark bark." "How many times did she come? To look for me? Or for the Dragon Cub?" "Bark." "To look for me, huh." Er Gouzi took a gulp of liquor and nodded. Lance fell silent. If Squid Lady had something to do, she would come to find him. But with Squid Lady's strength, unless a Deep Sea Giant Monster invaded her domain, encountering a problem wasn't anything serious. Thinking about how Squid Lady dares to prey on Giant Dragons, one could imagine how strong this creature is. The Dragon Cub finished the barbecue and rolled a few more wraps. After eating about ten, her belly swelled up. Turtle ate five or six scallion pancakes stuffed with meat. Er Gouzi had seven or eight, and the remaining scallion pancakes were eaten by Lance. With a full belly, the Dragon Cub flopped down next to Lance, ready to sleep. Before eating, she went through a set of health exercises. Now she could sleep peacefully. After drinking four bowls of white liquor, Er Gouzi became tipsy and barked at a sponge a few times before slowly lying down next to Lance, ready to sleep. Seeing this, Turtle slowly walked over and laid down next to the Dragon Cub. Lance stood up to stretch his limbs and laid down in front of the three of them, closing his vertical pupils. The sea breeze was strong at night; he worried the Dragon Cub might get cold. "Dragon Cub, cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep." "Uh-huh...." The Dragon Cub, cultivating sleepiness, took out a blanket from the Lucky Coin, covered herself with it, and slowly closed her eyes. After a while, the Dragon Cub felt her blanket sliding off; she half-woke and saw Er Gouzi snatching her blanket. Do dogs get cold, too? Pulling it back with a dragon claw, the Dragon Cub fell back into a deep sleep. Lance, listening to the sound of the waves and the crackling of burning wood, slowly fell asleep. The night passed without incident. Early the next morning. The Dragon Cub woke up early, did a set of health exercises, and jumped into the sea for a round of boxing, only after completing her morning and evening routines did she head to the kitchen. Evil Dragon was making breakfast in the kitchen. Breakfast was pumpkin porridge and meat buns. "Lance, while I was practicing boxing in the sea just now, I think I felt the Squid Lady's aura." "Not bad, to feel Squid Lady's presence even in the sea. You're not wrong; Squid Lady did indeed appear in the nearby waters of Black Dragon Island... and has landed on the island." The Dragon Cub saw an area of Black Dragon Island suddenly darken, and upon closer inspection, it was the Squid Lady's tentacles blocking the sunlight in the southern sky. "If you dare to damage Black Dragon Island's environment, don't blame me for breaking your legs." "Today... I want to eat dragon." Black Dragon spread its wings and soared high, taking out a Source Power chainsaw from the Diamond Talisman. Activating the Source Power Array, the sound of the chainsaw spinning quickly resonated in the sky. Squid Lady's fierce face and thrashing tentacles heard the chainsaw and immediately transformed into a harmless-looking young girl. That accursed Black Dragon had once sawed off her legs with that chainsaw... "I want your chainsaw, let's trade for my leg, what do you say?" "What do you want the chainsaw for?" "I want to see if I can saw off your Dragon Horn, umm.... and also see if I can saw off your dragon claws and dragon legs. Don't worry, I'll teach you the Regeneration Technique, and once you've mastered it, we can trade legs to eat later." Lance descended from the sky and with one foot pushed Squid Lady into the beach. "It's breakfast time; don't say things that make me lose my appetite." "Your foot stinks." Squid Lady crawled out of the beach and spat the sand from her mouth, continuing, "Lately, near the deep sea area... a Giant Dragon appeared, and a battle erupted between it and the Deep Sea Siren."