NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 98 The Young Dragon Struck by Lightning
You will also eventually become a passerby in this little dragon's life.
Upon hearing Lance's words to the little Amethyst Dragon, Holy Knight Steven silently added in his heart, even if the little Amethyst Dragon wasn't a Pureblood Giant Dragon, it could still live for a very long time.
Lance, the young man, could become a beam of light during the little Amethyst Dragon's youth but would not be able to witness the Amethyst soaring through the sky.
However, the fact that he could say such a thing showed that he was already prepared to become a transient figure in the life of the little Amethyst Dragon.
Indeed, very open-minded.
Actually, if young brother Lance did not wish to be a transient figure in the life of the little Amethyst Dragon, there was indeed a way.
Sign a "Life-Sharing Contract" with the little Amethyst Dragon.
By signing this contract, he would gain half of the little Amethyst Dragon's lifespan, while the lifespan of the little Amethyst Dragon would be reduced.
Originally capable of living a thousand years, she might only live for five hundred years, or even less.
However, a true knight would never do such a thing. Those who are favored by Pureblood Giants are people with an absolute knight's spirit, their character and morality beyond question.
At the moment when life reaches its end, a knight would voluntarily dissolve the contract.
Lance isn't a knight, but when his life comes to an end, he certainly wouldn't sign a "Life-Sharing Contract" with the little Amethyst Dragon out of fear of death.
Someone who can capture the essence of a Valkyrie in a painting... would not be the sort to cling to life and fear death.
"Young brother Lance, so... have you decided to join me on my journey to the royal capital?"
"We will go to the royal capital, but not with you."
Lance rejected Steven's invitation. If going to the royal capital, it would be better for the Dragon Whelp to fly there. She had just adapted to the primordial gravity, and flying more would be beneficial to her.
During breaks in the journey, he could also use the Dragon Tail Hammer to temper her a bit, which would not only strengthen her resistance to impact but also slightly speed up her body refining process.
"Traveling with me, you would be safer, and it could spare you a lot of unnecessary trouble."
"Your kindness is noted, but there's no need."
"Then, young brother Lance... when you get to the royal capital, could you stop by the Valkyrie Temple and paint a portrait of the Valkyrie for us?"
"We'll see."
Holy Knight Steven hesitated, realizing that such matters couldn't be forced, and he could only depend on young brother Lance's mood.
His own status as a Holy Knight held no significance to this man; in his eyes, Steven was no different than any other passerby.
Respect, reverence... none... absolutely none.
As a Holy Knight, he couldn't use force to coerce a transcendent with some strength either.
Whoever dared to borrow the temple's statues must have their capabilities; without them, they wouldn't have the courage.
"No pressure, young brother."
"Dragon Whelp, let's go."
"Oh."
Lance took his Dragon Whelp and left the temple.
He needed to take the Young Dragon to the City Lord's Mansion for a visit, to say goodbye to Joanna.
"Young brother Lance, the Valkyrie Temple in Lionheart City will always welcome you."
Fat Bishop Franco watched Lance leave. Lance, an elusive figure whose whereabouts were always uncertain, could not be retained by such a small city as Lionheart City.
Someone as talented and polite as he, who had the air of a free spirit... saw a world different from what these people saw.
"The real reason you asked me here, it wasn't to look at treasures, was it? You wanted me to take action and help you suppress young brother Lance, right?"
"Suppress is too harsh a word. I was hoping you could talk to young brother Lance. He's not a bad person... just a bit unruly."
Just a bit unruly?
Stealing a statue from the Valkyrie Temple... that's not just a bit reckless, it's completely lawless.
"Can you tell what level of transcendent young brother Lance is?"
"Hard to say."
"If you two were to fight, who would win and who would lose?"
"By asking that question... are you insulting me? 'Transcendent entering the holy'—do you understand what these words mean? For those who haven't reached the holy, no matter their rank of transcendence, in the eyes of the 'holy,' they are merely transcendent."
"Why do I get the feeling that if a fight does break out... you might end up getting hammered into the ground by young brother Lance?"
"???"
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"Ah? Little Dragon Highness is also going to the royal capital? What a coincidence, I also will be going to the capital in a few days. My father has asked me to study there. By the way, Little Dragon Highness, when are you and Lord Lance going to the capital? Perhaps we could travel together."
This question stumped the Young Dragon, as to when to go to the capital was for the Evil Dragon to decide, not her.
Maybe she could decide... if she wanted to delay the trip to the capital by a few days, the Evil Dragon would surely agree.
But it's better to listen to what the Evil Dragon says.
"I'll listen to Lance."
"Lord Lance, when are you and the Little Prince Dragon going to the royal city?"
"We might leave a few days before you. If you still want to hang out after you arrive at the royal city, you can leave an address. I'll bring Young Dragon to find you."
"Sure, sure, I'll give you my aunt's address. You can come directly to my aunt's house to find me."
Joanna ran to the study, took a pen, wrote down her aunt's address on a piece of paper, ran out, and handed the paper to Young Dragon: "Little Prince Dragon, you must come to play with me, okay? If you are in the royal city and still want to....cough....still want to sell takoyaki....I'll come help you."
"......"
I don't want to sell takoyaki at all. Who has ever seen a princess selling takoyaki stalls?
Her dream is to be an emperor, to be a fake Young Dragon that can lounge around lazily and do nothing.
Not a fake Young Dragon that sells takoyaki to get rich.
"Oh, I will contact you then."
"Little Prince Dragon, are you a bit unhappy?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I am very happy!"
Happy my foot.
The Evil Dragon's teleportation portal can be set anywhere. Once I'm at the royal city, I still have to "come home" to sleep at night.
The feeling of "coming home" to sleep isn't bad... nor is it good...
Wait a minute...
If I can come home to sleep at night, then why did the Evil Dragon make me sleep in the wilds when we came to Lionheart City?
After having lunch at the City Lord's Mansion, Lance took Young Dragon back to Black Dragon Island.
It started raining.
Just as we stepped out of the teleportation portal, a fine drizzle came face to face with us, and shiny droplets were soon glistening on Young Dragon's bare head.
It has been nearly a month since she came to the island, and it is the first day for Young Dragon to encounter a foggy and rainy day.
She instinctively wanted to call the Evil Dragon to hurry home and avoid the rain.
Turning her head, she saw that the Evil Dragon, now back in Black Dragon form, seemed to enjoy such rainy weather.
Right, now a dragon without any clothes on has no need to worry about catching a cold from the rain.
And, well... the feeling of the fine rain falling on the face... is kind of nice.
"Dragon Whelp, take flight."
"????"
What, ask me to take flight in rainy weather?
"Don't you want to enjoy the pleasure of...flying above the sea with the drizzle...?"
"I.... No...."
As a princess, when it rains, all I think about is seeking shelter. If I am ever in the mood, I might occasionally ask Eva to accompany me with an umbrella for a walk in the rain.
A black dragon appeared in the mist above the fog-drenched sea.
It was the Evil Dragon.
Skimming above the water, the Evil Dragon reveled in the joy of flying under the fine rain.
Seeing this scene, Young Dragon was once again infected by the Evil Dragon's unbridled and carefree attitude...
To fly when I want to fly... to play when I want to play... to sleep when I want to sleep...
Damn, why does it seem like the Evil Dragon is living a more enlightened life than her, the princess?
The Evil Dragon took flight...
And she, the Young Dragon, must take flight on this rainy day too...
Young Dragon flapped her wings, chasing the Evil Dragon in the mist above the sea. Whenever she flew, she would subconsciously imitate the Evil Dragon's flying posture...
Er Gouzi, taking shelter from the rain under Turtle's shell, watched Young Dragon chase after Evil Dragon Lance over the sea, envy evident in both of his doggy eyes.
It wanted to fly too...
Or... should it ask Evil Dragon Lance to concoct a potion to grow wings?
It wanted to experience what it's like to be a flying dog...
"Eh? Why is Young Dragon chasing the Evil Dragon into that area of lightning and thunder? That area isn't fun at all, you could get struck by lightning if you're not careful... It's over... Young Dragon got struck by lightning... It seems like she's smoking and falling into the sea....
She didn't fall into the sea... Evil Dragon Lance caught her... Poor Dragon Whelp... she fell for Evil Dragon Lance's trick, surely Evil Dragon Lance wanted Young Dragon to experience being struck by lightning ahead of time....
That's nasty."