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

Members of the Bronze Bounty Guild arrived early in the morning at the Earl's Mansion, where they had breakfast. Tixia and Ingrid told them they were friends of the Viscount, and Ingrid immediately informed the mansion's chefs to prepare 27 breakfasts.

Considering these friends of the Viscount were adventurers from the Bounty Guild, Ingrid had the chefs make some roasted meat.

Roasted meat, along with bread and milk, should be enough to fill the Viscount's friends.

Only after the Viscount's friends had their fill of food and drink did the Viscount himself come down from the second floor, yawning and still in his pajamas.

He had prepared gifts for the members of the Bronze Bounty Guild, two doses of Extraordinary Elixir.

One was an upgraded version of the Extraordinary Elixir, capable of enhancing combat strength for a short time while also boosting defensive power.

The side effects would appear three to five hours after taking the elixir.

The adverse reactions were negligible.

The non-upgraded Extraordinary Elixir could only enhance combat strength for a short time, without the added defensive power.

The Viscount allowed the members of the Bronze Guild to choose freely.

Perhaps they were really in a hurry, the members of the Bronze Guild accepted the Viscount's Extraordinary Elixirs, along with some other items, and left the Earl's Mansion.

As they left, the Viscount's friend said if things went well, they would bring a gift for the Viscount upon their return, something crafted from pure gold.

The Viscount just smiled and said nothing.

About three hours after the members of the Bronze Guild had left, the Young Dragon Princess said her head felt a little itchy. After scratching it a few times, and about half an hour later...

A purple crystal turtle shell grew on the Young Dragon Princess's head...

The turtle shell had only been there a short while, and it was still sparkling.

She thought the Young Dragon Princess with a purple crystal turtle shell on her head was even cuter.

But it seemed the Young Dragon Princess didn't think so...

"Wuwuwu... you tricked a young dragon... Lance, you tricked a young dragon, didn't you say an itchy head... meant growing a brain, meant becoming smarter? Look... look... did a brain grow out? This is a turtle shell... and it's even glowing...

Wuwuwu... I don't want a turtle shell on my head... I don't want to be a Turtle Dragon... What should I do, Lance, can you think of a way to remove this turtle shell from my head?"

In the Earl's Mansion's hall, the wailing Young Dragon thrust her head in front of Lance, showing him the sparkling purple crystal turtle shell on her head.

That morning, she had laughed uncontrollably when she found Er Gouzi with a turtle shell on his body.

She never thought that just a few hours later, a purple crystal turtle shell would grow on her own head.

Wuwuwu...

I'm sorry, Er Gouzi.

I laughed too loudly this morning.

Give me another chance, I promise I won't laugh at you again.

Lance, sitting on the sofa, was also somewhat surprised. The Dragon Whelp had merely licked a drop of the upgraded "Three-minute War God", and side effects still occurred?

If the drug was so potent, why didn't the Dragon Whelp vent the surging power?

Or could it be... all the drug's power had converged on this purple crystal turtle shell on her head?

Not to mention... the Dragon Whelp with a turtle shell on her head did look foolishly cute.

This needed to be recorded.

Lance took out a Memory Stone from his Diamond Talisman and tapped the Dragon Whelp's turtle shell on her head, which emitted a 'thud' sound...

"What are you doing?"

"Look here."

The Young Dragon looked up, and the appearance of the turtle shell on her head was instantly captured by the Memory Stone, recording all her reactions of grievance, foolish cuteness, and confusion.

"Is this a Memory Stone?"

"Yes, it's just a turtle shell on your head, nothing serious, like wearing a purple crystal helmet. It has no effect on you, and might even strengthen the defensive power of your head, so... there's no need to fret about it."

Lance tapped the turtle shell on the Dragon Whelp's head a few more times, "Does your head hurt when I tap your turtle shell?"

"It seems... it doesn't hurt."

"See, that's great, from now on you won't have to worry about me calling you stupid."

"I'd rather be called stupid by you for the rest of my life than live with a turtle shell on my head. Wuwuwu... what should I do, Lance, why don't you find a hammer and see if you can smash this turtle shell?"

"Why take such drastic action? It doesn't affect you. Let it stay for a while... it will be a unique experience for you."

She didn't want this damn unique experience.

She was a princess of the Empire, for heaven's sake. Who has ever seen a princess with a turtle shell on her head?

If the turtle shell on her head never disappeared, she wouldn't be able to return to the Farolan Empire... nor become the Empress.

The Empire's ministers and nobles would never support a princess with a turtle shell on her head.

"Don't worry, the turtle shell grew because you were greedy this morning and licked my concocted Extraordinary Elixir, then the side effect occurred. In a few days, the turtle shell on your head... will naturally disappear."

"Really? Truly?"

"Truly."

The Young Dragon breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it would disappear, it was okay. If she had to live with a turtle shell on her head, the Evil Dragon might have to watch the dragon he raised... die on his watch...

Just a few days until it disappears.

But what should she do in the meantime?

Stay inside the Earl's Mansion and not leave?

Or go out with a hat on her head?

Also, when the Evil Dragon said it would disappear in a few days... was he just consoling her?

He probably wasn't just consoling her. Er Gouzi was still bearing his turtle shell...

Er Gouzi likely didn't want to be a Dog-headed Turtle, either.
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"Then I won't go out with you to set up the stall for these few days. You go by yourself. I can't let the people of Saint Blue City call me 'Turtle Dragon Her Highness'."

"You're overthinking it, they'd just think you're adorable."

"I want them to see me as majestic."

Majestic Young Dragon Her Highness, not the adorable Young Dragon Her Highness.