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

"I wish you achieve this wish soon. Now... take a seat, class is about to start."

There were two more classes, and he had to maintain some semblance of order in the classroom, seeing as he was the class monitor.

Being their class monitor was mundane. Study hard and make progress every day, striving to one day have these princesses call him "teacher".

The Young Dragon said that the future Christine wanted to extract his soul, and mentioned that the princess of The Blood Clan... that is, the Great Vampire, wanted to give him the First Embrace....

He came to The Abyss to study, not to provoke the princesses of the Royal Family; after all, he had no thoughts of romance. If possible, he'd rather all members of the Abyss Royal Family were male.

Unfortunately, from the information he'd gathered before, it seemed that the most outstanding descendants of the several great Royal Families of The Abyss... appeared to all be princesses....

The second class was "History of The Abyss".

The third class was "Types and Uses of Magic Power".

Three classes a day, each class lasting about an hour and a half.

With the remaining time, one could go to the academy's library to read books, engage in free activities within the academy, or, if one wished to test their combat strength, fight Abyssal Beasts in the academy's prison that held them.

Lance took the Young Dragon to the library to read books.

The Young Dragon couldn't read Demon Script, so she couldn't browse the library's books. Lance found her a corner to sit down and continue flipping through and softly reading the short stories in the elementary materials.

If she didn't feel like reading out loud, she could try writing in Demon Script with a pen.

The Young Dragon took a seat by the window. The Demon Academy's library was huge, with books of all sizes; the largest could be two or three meters, and the smallest was only palm-sized.

The Evil Dragon wasn't fussy about books; he directly took six or seven books from the first row of shelves on the first floor, with different fonts on each book's cover.

Absurd.

No one knew how long the Evil Dragon had stayed in The Abyss, but he apparently recognized several Abyssal scripts.

With books in hand, the Evil Dragon sat down opposite her.

"So many books, can you finish them all?"

"Yes, reading makes me happy. My goal is: 'read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles'."

Thousands and thousands... of books?

Read ten thousand books?!

Could the Evil Dragon really... have read ten thousand... no, no... with his age... he probably had read far more than that!

A 3,456-year-old Evil Dragon definitely had read more than ten thousand books!

"Isn't it boring... just reading books?"

"Not at all, in books there are houses of gold, beauties as lovely as jade; everything I want can be found in them. Alright, starting now, no talking allowed. Focus on reading, and when we leave, try to have learned all the texts of the great Royal Families of The Abyss."

"???"

This was really making things hard for her.

But it didn't seem to be that difficult; after all, she had consumed the Fruit of Wisdom. If she studied hard, she still had the chance to learn the texts of the great Royal Families of The Abyss.

She couldn't let her mind wander anymore, she had to focus on studying seriously.

Right, let's see what the next short story is.

Title: [rang wo men dang qi shuang jiang]

"Let's row the oars."

["Let's row the oars, push away the waves with the little boat, the sea surface reflecting the beautiful white tower"]

["Surrounded by green trees and red walls, the little boat gently drifts on the water"]

["Welcoming the cool breeze blowing in the face....."]

"Who? Who patted my head? Is that you, Lance? Why did you hit my head with a book?"

"This is the library, why did you start singing?"

"???"

The Young Dragon looked around and saw many oddly shaped demons watching her. She instinctively shrank her neck, "I... Did I sing? I didn't feel it... I just felt like I read it in my heart...."

"This is a nursery rhyme. Tomorrow morning, when you get up for the morning exercises, you can stand on the balcony and recite this nursery rhyme first."

"Oh, oh, oh...."

How strange, how did she just start singing?

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The Young Dragon stayed in the library until it was dark.

She noticed something: the Evil Dragon read books incredibly fast. He finished a book... in less than two hours.

With such a rapid reading speed, could he really remember the contents of the books?

She couldn't.

The Evil Dragon probably could.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

"Roast beast leg! I want two roast beast legs!"

Lance felt that his future self was somewhat careless. Why bother raising a whelp? Look how troublesome it is, even having to cook for it.

After leaving the library and returning to the villa, Lance prepared the ingredients and started making dinner for the Young Dragon.

If the Young Dragon wanted roasted beast legs, that's what he would make.

He roasted five beast legs in one go, two for the Young Dragon and three for himself. The Young Dragon needed energy to grow, and so did he.

After dinner and a little rest, when he was about to start cleaning the pots and pans, the Young Dragon had already tied on an apron and gone to work.

It seemed that his future self had a clear division of labor with the Young Dragon.

Then back to reading.

Before going to sleep, he finished all the books he had borrowed from the library today. There was one and a half left, which he should be able to finish by ten o'clock.

Lance sat on the sofa with a book in his left hand and raised a round pull ring that had been coated with patina in his right hand, exercising the strength in his arm.

Before long, the Young Dragon, having finished cleaning the pots, came and sat on the sofa. She saw Lance reading a book while playing with a circular iron ring in his right hand.

Last night, the Black Dragon also played with this, and it seemed quite fun. The Young Dragon gently poked Lance's body with her Dragon Claw, "Can I play with the iron ring in your right hand?"

"It's a bit heavy."

"Don't underestimate me; my strength is far beyond your imagination."

Lance casually handed the circular iron ring to the Young Dragon.

The Young Dragon caught the circular iron ring, and before she had the chance to weigh it, she cried out in surprise as her Dragon Claw was immediately pulled to the ground by the terrifying force of the ring.

A dull thud startled Lance, who was reading, and he quickly picked up the circular iron ring that was pressing down on the Young Dragon's claw.

The Young Dragon took the opportunity to lift her own Dragon Claw.

To see that her originally unharmed Dragon Claw... had suddenly swollen quite a bit...

It was swollen...

Her Dragon Claw had been squashed by a seemingly inconspicuous circular iron ring...

It was outrageous; the impact just now felt as if her Dragon Claw had been hit by a small mountain.

Why was this tiny circular iron ring so heavy!!!

It hurt so much!

Tears twinkled in the corner of the Young Dragon's eyes. Her Dragon Claw had become like a pig's trotter...

Luckily, she was in Dragon Form. If she had been in human form... her slender and fair left hand might have been ruined...

"It hurts... not..."

Before Lance could finish, the Young Dragon was already howling and pulling a spray bottle from the Lucky Coin, spraying her Dragon Claw a dozen times, then shouting again as she took out a bottle of Extraordinary Elixir from the Lucky Coin and downed it in one gulp.

The pain disappeared quickly, but her Dragon Claw had swelled to be bigger than her head...

Fortunately, she promptly drank the Magic Potion Lance had refined; she hoped she would be able to recover after a night's sleep.

"How come this heavy iron ring feels like wood in your Dragon Claw?"

"I use this little thing every day to exercise my strength; I'm used to it."

Every... every day?

The Young Dragon was stunned. Could it be that the Evil Dragon, before reaching adulthood, had been continuously training every day to improve her physical abilities?

Training every day?

She sort of understood why the adult Evil Dragon was so powerful...

The Young Dragon glanced at the circular iron ring in Lance's hand and seemed to think of something. She casually took out several spray bottles from the Lucky Coin and put them on the coffee table, then took out many bottles of potion and placed them there as well.

"All these Extraordinary Elixirs were given to me by the 3456-year-old Lance. Now I'm giving them to you. When I go back, I can get the future you to refine and make some Magic Potions for me.

Oh, oh, right. If the future you can remember what I'm doing now, can you not hit me so hard when you beat me up after I return?"

Lance looked at the spray bottles on the coffee table and the various kinds of Extraordinary Elixirs, feeling at a loss and also a strange sensation...

The future Dragon Whelp he'd raise,

Hadn't even paid respects to his elderly self...

But already snuck in some kindness to his still young self....