Chapter 37 The Young Dragon Who Wants to Raise Pigs
Chapter 37 The Young Dragon Who Wants to Raise Pigs
The young dragon was angry.
After being angry for a while, fear took over. What if there really were field mice in the corn and vegetable fields and the Evil Dragon Lance caught one... Would he really cook it for her, roast it, and make her eat it?
Would she have to crunch them down one by one?
No way, no way, no way, she absolutely wouldn't eat field mice, not even roasted ones.
She would plow the corn and vegetable fields tonight to see if there really were any field mice.
If there were, she would roast them and let Er Gouzi eat them.
Er Gouzi was such a meat lover, he probably wouldn't mind a few skewers of crunchy field mouse meat.
"Do you remember your birth date?"
"I vaguely remember... It seems to be October 16th..."
Taking Princess Lucia's birth date as the young dragon Lucia's birth date shouldn't be a problem, right?
After all, it was still her.
"Why do you ask?"
"It's a secret."
"......."
Still a secret...
When an evil dragon asks a princess for her birth date, he's definitely looking for an appropriate day to marry.
A righteous and handsome knight asking for the princess's birth date means he's planning to prepare a birthday gift and surprise her.
Thinking of a righteous and handsome knight made Lucia's heart ache faintly.
In the Farolan Empire, a princess turning sixteen could choose three righteous and powerful knights... to become her Guardian Knights.
A few months...
Just a few months away... and she could have had her own Guardian Knights...
But then... she was abducted by the Evil Dragon Lance as he passed through the Farolan Empire, taking her away as if she were a true young dragon...
Luckily, she had always had a "Guardian Knight" by her side.
Eva.
In her heart, Eva was her Guardian Knight.
She had planned to confer the title of Guardian Knight to Eva on her sixteenth birthday celebration.
So Eva could walk openly under the glow of the God of Light.
The sudden arrival of the Evil Dragon Lance... had disrupted many of her plans...
She had thought that accepting the Hell bounty task would take the Evil Dragon to the Human World, but instead, he subcontracted the bounty using projection calls.
The chance to leave the island and return to the Human World had also disappeared for the time being.
To continue practicing her Dragon Script writing, since she couldn't escape, she would dutifully enrich herself with knowledge.
Picking up the pen, Lucia suddenly remembered something – did the Evil Dragon Lance know his own birth date?
Hatched from an egg without parental care, did the evil dragon of his youth... know his own birth date?
"Lance, do you know your birthday?"
"Yes, April 25th of the first year of the Black Dragon Calendar."
Write it down, make a note, the evil dragon's birthday is April 25th on the Black Dragon Calendar.
Lucia wrote down Black Dragon's birth date in her diary.
Having a bad memory, she wrote it in her diary so she wouldn't forget.
To ensure she could remember the Evil Dragon Lance's birthday, she specifically wrote it on the first page of her diary.
April 25th...
It's already passed...
Today is June 20th.
Then next year it is, next year, on April 25th, she would make a birthday cake for the Evil Dragon Lance.
She would try to repay the Evil Dragon for the food and drink, and for teaching her Dragon Script, within her capability.
Fortunately, back in the imperial city, Eva had taught her how to make cakes, or else she wouldn't have been able to surprise the Evil Dragon.
Wait a minute... if April 25th doesn't come until next year, doesn't that mean... she would have to live with the Evil Dragon for another year?
A whole year...
When she finally returned to the imperial city, would there still be nobles, ministers, and knights to support her to become the Emperor?
No, no, she had to escape sooner rather than later. Worse comes to worst, once she became the Emperor, she could make a big birthday cake for the Evil Dragon Lance by herself.
"Lance, about that Hell bounty task, when do you plan on subcontracting it?"
"Tonight, there are more people in the Bounty Guild at that time."
"Oh."
It seems that Evil Dragon Lance really isn't planning to personally post a bounty in the Human World.
"Prepare some paper and a pen, I'm going to test you."
"Huh? Test me on what?"
"Forming words with Dragon Script. Last night, you learned how to write the word 'Dragon' in Dragon Script, and just now, I explained some words related to 'Dragon' in Dragon Script.
Now, I want you to form words using the Dragon Script word for 'Dragon'."
"I know this one, Evil Dragon, Black Dragon, Young Dragon, Amethyst Dragon... Gold Giant Dragon..."
".....Enough, enough, words with 'Dragon' at the end... You barely know them. Words with 'Dragon' at the beginning, how many can you read in Dragon Language?"
"Dragon cub, dragon baby, Dragon Blood, Dragon tendon, dragon meat, Dragon Claw, dragon scale, dragon bone, Dragon....."
Lance couldn't bear to listen any longer; when asked to form words with 'Dragon' at the beginning, the young dragon had effectively dissected a Giant Dragon.
She grew more and more excited as she spoke, and her pronunciation in the Dragon Language was somewhat strange; this would take time. Perhaps when she could completely read a segment of Dragon Script in the Dragon Language, her accent might improve.
"Hehe, Lance, am I sort of amazing?"
"Amazing, amazing, very amazing."
One shouldn't dampen the enthusiasm of a young dragon learning Dragon Script; praise generously whenever possible—some children grow smarter with more praise.
The young dragon's learning speed wasn't bad; in two days, she had learned to form words. In the evening, teach her more Dragon Script so she can create sentences.
"Write the Dragon Script I taught you several times over, and as you do, really feel it to see if you can sense anything from the script."
"Oh, oh, oh."
Lance, basking in the sun atop the giant rock, closed his vertical pupils and started to doze off.
Lucia lay next to him, dutifully writing the Dragon Script she had just learned that morning.
She had to write the pinyin above each character.
Being a novice in Dragon Script, writing the pinyin was more friendly for her as a pseudo-young dragon.
"Lance, don't sleep just yet... I have something else to tell you."
"Go ahead."
"Can you give me a brush? I'd like to clean Turtle's turtle shell this afternoon."
"Go to the workshop and take one; there should be a brush there."
"Oh, oh, oh, that's all, you can sleep now."
The Evil Dragon slept.
He fell asleep moments after closing his eyes.
How nice it must be, to fall asleep just like that—Evil Dragon surely has no worries.
An Evil Dragon with worries... wouldn't be so comfortable and carefree.
What's for lunch?
With Evil Dragon asleep, it seems she'll have to prepare lunch herself.
Let's have grilled fish.
In a bit, ask Er Gouzi to catch some fish from the sea, then she'll grill them for Er Gouzi and Turtle.
Grilling fish should be simpler than grilling meat.
If it ends up slightly charred, just eat it as is.
After deciding on lunch, Lucia practiced her newly learned Dragon Script with peace of mind.
And then, when lunchtime arrived...
They ate boiled corn.
Er Gouzi didn't catch any fish in the sea.
She also tried to catch fish and nearly drowned...
Turtle didn't go into the sea, but Turtle gave a suggestion to the young dragon and Er Gouzi.
"Throw me high up and let me drop into the sea from the sky; maybe that will blast some fish onto the beach... "
Er Gouzi, the Hellhound, suspected Turtle wanted to take the chance to squash him...
Lucia described Turtle's size compared to her dragon form, asking if Turtle could jump into the sea himself to blast fish...
Turtle said that after eating the medicine from Evil Dragon Lance, it might be possible, but not before...
Unable to catch fish, they had to let Er Gouzi breathe out a burst of Hellfire to burn wood and boil the corn.
The side dish was fruit from the orchard.
Let's have a lavish dinner tonight.
"How about we suggest to Evil Dragon tonight that we rear a herd of pigs, cows, and sheep? Er Gouzi, you're in charge of sheep herding; Turtle, you handle the cows, and I'll take care of the pigs. How about that?"
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