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

This shovel was also something they had been longing to take with them….

"You beast, you didn't even spare Lance's shovel; no wonder there was a time when the old man had to dig soil with his hands…."

"What do you know? If it weren't for me taking Lance's shovel, the old man would have buried you with it long ago."

"….."

The other members of the Bronze Bounty Guild were amused by their three comrades' antics.

Bold indeed, daring to swipe Lance's belongings.

If they're going to swipe, let them swipe.

Let's see what they managed to take.

A spray bottle.

An axe used for chopping wood.

A shovel.

"Come on, let me clear the way for you, and let the creatures of the Lost Ancient Domain see what Lance is made of."

Raisent swung the axe in his hand to clear the path ahead.

It was strange; what seemed like an area full of branches, vines, and strange grass became much clearer once Raisent started swinging his axe.

"Lance always said, all things have a spirit. This sprayer I'm carrying has two nozzles—one sprays poison, and the other sprays nectar. Don't worry if you don't know what nectar is; I'll give you a taste right now…"

Matthews, with the spray bottle on his back, began spritzing the nectar on the plants and trees in the Foggy Ancient Domain. The old man had said that this nectar could cure their diseases and help them grow strong and healthy.

"The old man also said, being kind to others is being kind to yourselves. If you don't trouble us, we won't target you.

He also said, always leave room for manoeuvre, so that we can still be friends in the future. If you have any spirit… don't always think about turning us into fertilizer; otherwise… if I become ruthless, all of you will end up as herbal ingredients for the old man…."

Matthews suddenly remembered sometimes the old man would talk to himself like this; he didn't care if the plants and trees could understand; it was better to warn them first, and if any plant-based creatures still attacked him afterward… then he would have to be ruthless and eradicate them….

Imitating the old man mindlessly was enough; the old man was a person of great wisdom.

First, show them kindness; if they accept it and still dare to sneak attack, then eradicate them.

After progressing deeper into the Foggy Ancient Domain, the members of the Bronze Bounty Guild were attacked by Man-Eating Flowers.

Matthews sprayed poison, Raisent wielded his axe to chop their stems, and Jerome used his shovel to dig up the roots of the Man-Eating Flowers.

After the trio worked together to take down more than a dozen Man-Eating Flowers, the formidable Man-Eating Flowers, nearly four or five meters wide, stopped attacking the members of the Bronze Guild.

That was ruthless.

After mercilessly destroying the flowers, they even eradicated the roots….

An elderly Treant witnessing this scene quickly warned its kind in the area not to attack these passing humans.

To avoid not just being cut down but also having their roots dug up….

Dying a terrible death.

The ancient Treant, who had lived for over a thousand years, thought… it had never seen such ruthless yet principled humans before.

These young humans must refer to a mighty one among the mightiest as [the old man]….

"We're close to the location marked on the employer's map; this place has a passage that leads to the underworld, the entrance to Golden City. Once we enter, not only will we encounter monsters underground, but we may also face certain special situations.

For example, being caught in a deceptive illusion or seemingly becoming an ancient person from over two thousand years ago.

According to the employer, after entering the illusion… depending on our identity, we might have to choose sides and such.

Here's the important part: choosing the wrong side might lead to immediate disappearance. The employer suspects those who disappear… might turn into Gold Puppet Warriors within Golden City.

When we enter the underground entrance, we should stay close and not scatter; if any members accidentally fall into the illusion, don't panic and don't rush to take the potion Lance gave us. Only if you choose the wrong side and are in mortal danger should you take it.

We need to come out alive; we can't let Lance hold a memorial feast for us, nor can we have the old man pay respects to us.

If someone is to pay respects, it should be us to Lance."

Rabbit-eared girl Meredith began to discuss precautions, casually invoking Lance to lighten the mood.

They were all young and no doubt none of them wanted to see Lance attending their memorial feasts.

"You wouldn't want to see Lance eating at the feast while calling us useless, would you?"

"Don't joke; Lance is really capable of doing such a thing."

"We can't let the old man with white hair mourn for those with black hair; I'm still saving money to present a gift to Lance."

"Even if just to save Lance some money, we've got to make it back to Saint Blue alive."

The members of the Bronze Bounty Guild were in good spirits; the moment they chose to become Bounty Hunters, they were prepared for the possibility of dying on a mission one day.

Bounty missions weren't always about tasks with low danger levels.

As transcendental beings, they didn't have much interest in those tasks with lower danger ratings.

For a bounty as rich as Golden City, which greatly sparked their interest, they accepted it despite knowing the high danger level of the bounty mission.

Fear death, but don't lose the courage to keep exploring and adventuring because of the fear.

Lance, who feared death as much as anyone, still often took on highly dangerous tasks, didn't he?

"We're here."

What appeared before the members of the Bronze Guild was a square with broken walls and ruins, overgrown with ancient trees, vines, and weeds, yet it was still vaguely recognizable as a square. Continue your journey on My Virtual Library Empire