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

The first time she set up a stall to sell octopus balls, Squidmom went from feeling out of place... to becoming a social butterfly in just a short half-hour. With every customer she called "adorable little one," she made those who bought her octopus balls laugh with joy.

Even though it was she, the vendor, who was the cute "little one," she referred to these adults as "little ones," which was quite charming.

The key was that her pet octopus was quite mischievous, liking to interact with children with its tentacles, especially children around two or three years old.

Using the suction cups on its tentacles to gently stick to a child's face a few times, the little one would then say, enraptured, "Milk-scented little little one, like, want to eat..."

When encountering mothers who were still breastfeeding, the little one would also say, "Milk-scented little one... like... want to eat..."

For teenagers and middle-aged people, the little one would say... "Chewy... crunchy..."

And yet, the customers buying octopus balls actually enjoyed Squidmom's "nonsense." Some of them would even tease her, encouraging her pet to taste what flavor they were.

When encountering a little one whose scent was off, Squidmom would point towards Lance not far away and tell the customer, "You don't taste good, go buy medicine from... Lance."

Black Dragon had told Squidmom that outside, she should not call him Black Dragon, but Lance instead.

When dealing with elderly people... she would say nothing.

Her amputated leg had been treated by Black Dragon, without treatment... these frail little ones would not be able to handle it...

Her flesh and blood were of no use to deep-sea "kings" of her own level, but for these frail little ones... if Black Dragon didn't handle it... they might end up becoming her food after eating it.

After processing, her octopus balls were very tasty, and she herself would occasionally have a taste... indeed, they were delicious.

She had never thought that she would be this delicious.

No wonder Black Dragon liked to eat her legs.

The pricing of one Holy Gold was expensive, yet when some superhumans ate Squidmom's octopus balls and discovered the energy contained within, they instantly felt they were getting their money's worth.

They vigorously recommended the octopus balls to their friends.

Ordinary people who ate Squidmom's octopus balls... would find their physical strength enhanced.

The Young Dragon's stall business was also doing well, as the people of Saint Blue City had a good impression of "Dragons."

Especially when they found out that the Viscount's "daughter" was a little Amethyst Dragon, they liked the dragon at the stall even more.

Because the dragon running the stall was none other than the Amethyst Dragon who could speak.

It must be the Viscount's dragon child out to make money for the family.

Lady Dragon has inherited the Viscount's noble character indeed.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Lady Dragon, please take your time, no rush, we can wait, don't panic, if you're tired... you can rest on the side, we can grill them ourselves too," the customers spoke.

"Lady Dragon, I've bought you a bottle of juice; please have a drink and rest for a while," they offered.

"Come back here, you little rascals are too much, how can you just touch Lady Dragon's tail? Come back," parents scolded.

A group of four to five-year-old girls ran behind the Young Dragon Lucia and quietly touched her dragon tail...

Seeing this, their parents hurried over to pull the children back. Lady Dragon was the Viscount's daughter, the future ruler of Saint Blue.

You cannot just casually touch Lady Dragon's tail.

Lady Dragon had a good temperament too, playing with the children using her tail, occasionally swishing it lightly to tap the tops of their heads.

No wonder the Evil Dragon liked to pat her head; tapping children's heads... was indeed fun.

The subjects from the Evil Dragon's Territory were too enthusiastic, one after another calling her "Lady Dragon," with those offering juice offering juice, those with water offering water... and some mothers holding babbling babies offered her sweets...

The Evil Dragon had told her not to eat food offered by strangers, but these adorable people were the Evil Dragon's subjects; they shouldn't mean her any harm.

Eating the sweets they offered should be fine...

Occasionally, Squidmom would sneak in among the children, secretly hugging and nibbling on Lucia's tail...

Customers buying octopus balls couldn't help but laugh out loud at this scene.

Lady Dragon and Squidmom were both so adorable.

Some visiting superhumans originally wanted to inquire who owned this little dragon, thinking if they were short on money, they would be willing to pay to take this little dragon away.

However, when they learned that the little dragon running the stall was the daughter of the Viscount, they all snuffed out the idea.

The Viscount's position in the hearts of the Saint Blue People was comparable to a deity.

Being disrespectful to the Viscount's daughter... might get you beaten up by the angry residents of Saint Blue.

They did not want to offend the residents of Saint Blue, where life was quite comfortable. Anyone who had lived there for three years without a bad record and had made contributions to Saint Blue could apply for resident status.

"It seems that the Viscount also set up a stall in the square. That medicine stall over there looks like it belongs to the Viscount.

Huh? Where did the Viscount go? I just saw him sitting there drinking water... How did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"The Viscount doesn't like to be watched, as you all know. When you run into the Viscount on the street, greet him, and then go about your business... Don't keep following him."

"Haven't seen the Viscount for several years, right? Why didn't he take the medicine with him?"

"Didn't you see what's written above? If you need it, take it yourself, and put the money in the box."

"Then I'd better go check it out...."

"The young dragon Highness seems to have disappeared as well."

Lance, with the young dragon, left the square and strolled around the nearby streets, looking for a magazine publisher. He planned to submit his romance novel to the publisher to see if it could become a bestseller.

At this time, the magazine's staff would have finished work. Lance would just need to leave his finished manuscript in the magazine's mailbox at the entrance, then wait for news.

As for the pen name... let's go with Viscount.

Fantasy Dimension magazine publisher.

This was the publisher. The first step of his young adult romance novel becoming a bestseller... would start here.

Lance took out the young adult romance fantasy novel, which he had organized in the afternoon, from the Vajra Ring and placed it in the mailbox at the entrance of the magazine publisher.

The young dragon looked on curiously. Why had the Evil Dragon put such a thick stack of paper into the mailbox of the magazine publisher...

A stack of paper?

Wait... The Evil Dragon hadn't just put his fantasy writings into the magazine publisher's mailbox, had he?

"Lance, are you submitting a manuscript?"

"Yes."

"Is it the young adult romance stories you showed me before?"

"Yes."

"........"

The young dragon sighed. Who would read the Evil Dragon's clichéd young adult romance stories? The plot was hackneyed, the romance... a total mess...

And then there were the dialogues...

Some monologues were still vivid in memory.

"Woman, you're playing with fire!"

"Damn it, can't you feel that I like you?"

"If she can't be saved, I'll make all of you accompany her in death!"

"Woman, are you playing hard to get?"

"Damn, seeing this woman hurt actually makes me feel pain."

"This damned woman is so sweet..."

Thinking about the quotes from the Evil Dragon's romance writings...

The young dragon felt afraid...

Afraid that the Evil Dragon would one day utter those romance quotes when he fell in love...