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

The little rabbit-person girl in the projection screen finished her song and cheekily stuck out her tongue.

The song, imbued with valor and martial prowess, had been taught to her by her grandfather, Lance. Its lyrics were simple and easy to understand. Catchy and lighthearted with a childlike playfulness, it was a favorite among the young girls of their rabbit-person race, known as "Little White Rabbit."

It was said that this song had become widespread among their kind, with even the underage rabbit-person kids able to sing it. It was also a mandatory nursery rhyme at the rabbit-person race's academy.

Nice!

The faux-young dragon Lucia also thought it was nice. The rabbit-person girl singing "Little White Rabbit" in the projection was pretty to look at, and quite the looker too.

With snow-white hair and matching rabbit ears, one wondered whether her bunny teeth had evolved into such an aesthetically pleasing shape, or if she had undergone dental correction surgery.

There were three distinct characteristics of the rabbit-person race: rabbit ears, bunny teeth, and a rabbit tail.

The rabbit ears were positioned on top of the head, both cute and pretty.

Inside the mouth were the bunny teeth. Some exceptional individuals of the rabbit-person race had evolved their bunny teeth to perfection, while others had to rely on dental correction to make their teeth resemble those of humans.

Not only did this improve their appearance, but it also made it easier to land a lucrative job in the Human World.

Some mighty rabbit-person warriors chose to strengthen their bunny teeth, turning them into their most formidable weapons.

Want to see the rabbit tail of the girl in the projection...

And would like to touch it...

(#^.^#)

Reportedly, the little rabbit tail of a rabbit-person girl feels very comfortable to the touch.

Speaking of which... has the Evil Dragon ever touched the little rabbit tail of a rabbit-person girl?

He probably has... might even have touched the fluffy rabbit ears of a rabbit-person girl.

That's right, just now, the Evil Dragon even had the audacity to claim he was the girl's grandfather, shameless, taking advantage of the little girl...

Actually, he probably hasn't taken advantage of her. This year, the Evil Dragon is 3455 years old. At this age, there's no problem in being an ancestor to the rabbit-girls...

If the rabbit-girl calls the Evil Dragon "grandfather"... is there a problem?

Absolutely no problem...

No wonder when the Evil Dragon recently became smaller, he sprouted snow-white hair and a beard—it turns out he was playing the old grandpa.

As for the rabbit-girl who works in the Human World, the Evil Dragon's profession is that of a Druid old man whose Art of Transformation isn't particularly adept.

"Does it sound good, old man?"

"You're almost catching up to me. Give it a few more years, and you should be able to surpass me."

"Hehe, old man, what brings you to contact us today? Run out of money? Or do you want to claim a few valuable, interesting jobs?

Or could it be... old man, you're planning to freeload off our Bronze Guild's Bounty Hunters once again?"

Old man Lance was famously known in the Bronze Guild for his freeloading. He was an esteemed member, and one with very seniority at that. When the head of the guild saw Old Man Lance, they had to call him "Great Uncle Lance."

"Are our vibrant, good-natured lads, who love to help the elderly out of the goodness of their hearts available? If they are, let them give a holler."

Meredith, the rabbit-girl in the projection, laughed, "Old man, haven't you noticed? Every time you contact the guild via projection, the moment you start talking, the place goes dead silent. You can't tell me you haven't noticed this..."

"Totally lacking in spirit."

"It's because you freeload too much, old man... you've scared them all..."

"Not freeloading this time, I'm posting a bounty mission. Meredith, I say, you write. Get the bounty mission down quickly and post it on the guild's notice board."

"Okay."

Meredith, appearing in the projection, took out a magic speed-writing pen, waiting for Grandpa Lance to speak the details of the bounty task.

Lance recounted the bounty task given to him by Death God Solomon to Meredith.

With the magic pen in hand, Meredith quickly wrote down Lance's bounty task in the air, word for word, then she pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer underneath the bar, placed it behind the floating text, and lightly blew a breath of air at the words in the air.

The details of the bounty task appeared on the paper.

"Hang on, Grandpa, what about the reward? For a bounty task, you've got to tell everyone what the reward is.... Just a friendly reminder, Grandpa.... The bounty you're putting up this time is for a lich, it's a bit on the difficult side, if the reward is too low.... The Bounty Hunters of the guild might not take it up...."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I was just teasing you all. As your elder, how could I bear to let you young lads suffer? Let the fiery, brave youngsters of the guild hear it loud and clear, the reward for this task is five Spirit Gold Coins from hell..."

"......."

After a brief silence, a chorus of hisses rose from the opposite side of the projection.

"Grandpa Lance, that's only slightly better than nothing, five Spirit Gold Coins.... Converted to Gold Coins.... Barely enough for the teleportation fee. Grandpa, this bounty task requires travel across countries.... To take up your bounty task, there are travel expenses, teleportation costs.... That's a big expenditure, not to mention lodging costs....

You need to add money."

"Right, right, right, Grandpa, you need to add money, without it, we'll be at a loss."

In the projection's light screen, three or four burly men appeared. They had spent time with Grandpa Lance, had previously accepted some bounty tasks he posted, and even teamed up with him to take on bounties.

To put it this way, as a partner, Grandpa Lance was reliable; he had lived long, seen much, and was a Pharmacist. With him by your side, your chances of returning alive were high.

In life-threatening danger, Grandpa Lance was dependable and a trustworthy comrade.

When there was no deadly risk, you had to be a little wary of Grandpa Lance, because sometimes the danger could come from him.

Not to say that Grandpa Lance meant them harm, it was just that sometimes he would come across a herb he hadn't seen before, concoct a potion from it, and then trick them into thinking it was something to relieve fatigue and restore vitality....

One gulp... and some would turn into a Green Giant, while others grew all sorts of strange things....

Given this, when Grandpa Lance was at the guild, the Bounty Hunters would take on some extremely dangerous bounty tasks, team up with him, and set out to complete them together.

For ordinary difficulty bounty tasks, the guild's Bounty Hunters dared not team up with Grandpa Lance, fearing they might accidentally become his test subjects (or "pets")....

Towards Grandpa Lance, a member of their guild, they felt a mix of affection and fear.

"Louis, Dalton, Bazel, you three heartless little guys, have you forgotten how I used to help you make money?"

"Heh, Grandpa, we haven't forgotten, not at all.... But for this bounty task, your reward really is a bit low. A lich, known as the undying lich, and it even requires travel across countries.... The reward is truly too low....

Besides, you used us three as guinea pigs back then, you turned me into a little green man, made Dalton's ears grow like elephant's, and turned Bazel into a dog-headed man...

Grandpa... when you set us up... you were pretty ruthless....."

The key point was, Grandpa Lance turned him into a little green man and then asked him if he wanted to become the Green Giant....

"Ten Spirit Gold Coins from hell, plus one chance to speak with the deceased. I'm giving you the chance to make money first.... If still no one takes it up.... Then.... Meredith, please forward the bounty task to the Bounty Guild Headquarters.

I believe those Bounty Hunters who are so poor they'd break deities would find the reward very tempting....."

"Grandpa, the price of Spirit Gold Coins has fallen, now one Spirit Gold Coin is worth between thirty to fifty Gold Coins, and sometimes you might not even be able to sell them.... Five Spirit Gold Coins.... Really isn't enough even for the teleportation fee..."

"???"

What the heck?

It fell?

And it fell that much?