Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress-Chapter 488 - 297: Hero Lance? No, I am like you, an Evil Dragon.

Summoning Valkyrie?

This guy wants to summon the Valkyrie, too?

Dreaming, huh?

"You seem to really enjoy blaspheming deities."

"Can you not always accuse me of blaspheming deities? Given our past relationship, I feel like when I’m in mortal danger, you wouldn’t be much help, but the Valkyrie, knowing I’m acquainted with you, should lend me a helping hand."

"When you’re in mortal danger, you can try calling out to me in your heart."

"You mean... I can summon the Valkyrie?"

"What I mean is... you can summon Sophia."

Lance smiled. He hadn’t thought of summoning the Valkyrie, of course, but if he ever faced a life-threatening danger, he would definitely try to summon her. And not just the Valkyrie, he’d also call upon the Heroic Spirit God-King, Death God Solomon.

Unbeknownst to him, he had grown from a young dragon with no background into a mature Giant Dragon with support, a background, and friends.

"If you encounter a tough guy in Norde Kingdom, you can go to the Valkyrie Temple. The Holy Knights there will help you."

"Got it."

"Have you written any new entertainment reads recently? Bring them out so I can take a look... stop, you dare... you impudent crea... ture..."

Lance rolled up the open scroll of Sophia, and writing books to make money had become a dark chapter in his past.

Out of nowhere.

When he wrote those lines, he thought they felt pretty cool, but why did he feel so embarrassed when others quoted the lines from his book?

Maybe when the dragon cub grows up, he should write an entertaining read about raising a whelp.

He stowed the rolled scroll away and Lance slowly closed his eyes.

He was curious about Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln’s abilities, how he managed to plunder gold and silver jewels through dreams.

He also knew the Dream-Entering Technique.

But he couldn’t take real gold and silver jewels away through dreams.

With eyes closed, he opened them slowly again and pulled out four small flags from the Spatial Ring. The moment the four Arrays hit the ground, the light they emitted formed a protective dome covering Olienna and a few clerks.

The young dragon wasn’t within the protection, as Lance wanted his own dragon cub to experience more strange things. With him around, even if the dragon cub’s dream was invaded by Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln, nothing would be lost.

Speaking of which... do dragon cubs dream when they sleep?

Dreaming disrupts sleep.

To rest well, it’s best not to dream.

After glancing at the dragon cub, Lance closed his eyes, ready to take a short nap. He fell asleep faster than the young dragon because he mastered a set of techniques that allowed him to fall asleep quickly.

Before long, Lance was asleep.

The young dragon, lying on the ground and covered with a blanket, started to dream.

In her dream, she sat in a classroom, with Evil Dragon Lance standing at the podium, teaching her Dragon Script.

Oh no, she was going to have to study Dragon Script in her dream again tonight.

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Huh?

Something seemed odd. Why was there an extra student learning Dragon Script?

The dragon cub noticed an extra person at a nearby desk, looking somewhat confused, probably listening to Evil Dragon Lance teach for the first time in a dream.

That’s not right, they probably couldn’t understand Dragon Script at all.

The Dragon Script Evil Dragon was teaching now was advanced, not the basic level. Without learning the basics, they couldn’t understand what Evil Dragon was teaching now.

"Don’t look around during class. Today, we’re reciting ’The Simple Room Inscription.’ Memorize and write it in Dragon Script. Now, follow me: ’No matter how high the mountain is, its name will spread far and wide if there’s a deity. No matter how deep the waters are, they will become divine if there’s a dragon.’"

The dragon cub followed along, but the "new classmate" sitting not far away didn’t join in, and got smacked on the head with a piece of chalk by Evil Dragon, "Don’t let your mind wander during class. Follow along. If you lose focus again, beware I’ll smack your palms with my ruler."

The dragon cub instinctively hid her claws behind her back; she was often smacked on the palms with a ruler by Evil Dragon, and it hurt.

"No matter how high the mountain is, its name will spread far and wide if there’s a deity. No matter how deep the waters are, they will become divine if there’s a dragon. A humble abode, but virtues scent it. Green moss covers the stairs; grass colors the curtains blue."

The following lines weren’t read smoothly by the dragon cub; she needed to read them a few more times to get them right.

The new classmate seated beside her didn’t follow along again. It was over, this new classmate was going to be beaten. Evil Dragon carried the ruler and stepped off the podium, heading their way.

"What’s your name?"

"Koln."

"Hold out your hand."

Koln, the new student, subconsciously held out his hand, and Evil Dragon grabbed it and smacked Koln’s palms with the ruler several times.

Koln sucked in a breath in pain.

The confusion in his eyes was replaced by a ferocious glare; it was the first time he had been hit on the palms in someone else’s dream.

"You dare hit me?!"

"As your teacher, what would I not dare do to you? I’m punishing you because I believe there’s still hope for you, that you can still improve and advance. If I had completely lost hope, I wouldn’t care about you at all. During class, you can do whatever you want, even sleep on the desk, and I won’t bother with you."

"When your mind wanders, think of your mother, your father. Your parents paid your tuition so you could come here to learn and one day serve your country.

To become a pillar of the state. Understand? If you don’t study hard, how can you live up to your parents? Do you know how hard they work to raise you and pay for your education?"

Koln’s fierce look once again became blank. Yes, how could he live up to his parents if he didn’t study hard?

How could he live up to... his great-aunt! He was the Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln, the ruler of dreams. He had lived for over ten thousand years and was a Pureblood Dragon. Did he really need to sit here learning Dragon Script?