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Young dragons have the strangest dreams, even stranger than those of this mature ck Dragon.
At least in his youth, he had never thought of ruling as an emperor in the Human World.
Not to mention his youth, even after maturing he''d never entertained the idea.
The young dragon he found was different; from a tender age, it dreamt of bing the emperor in the Human World. He wondered if it was truly inspired by him.
"Theoretically, bing an emperor does mean you can do whatever you want, even rulewlessly, but only if you''re an ineffective ruler, the kind who doesn''t care about governance and just indulges in pleasures. That''s the mostfortable type of emperor to be.
The only downside is... the end probably won''t be pleasant. You might end up beheaded by a rebel army or hung, for there''s no second path for an ineffective ruler besides death."
"........"
If she became an emperor, she certainly wouldn''t turn into thezy figure depicted by the Evil Dragon. Under her rule, the Phn Empire would grow stronger than ever.
People in remote viges of the empire wouldn''t go hungry anymore because she would grow food.
If she were smart enough, perhaps she could even learn how to grow apples bigger than watermelons and corn asrge as the original maize.
She was serious about wanting to be an emperor.
Wouldn''t an emperor who could farm be better than a princess who cherished ying devious schemes all day?
"I won''t be an ineffective ruler; I want to be a good emperor."
"Stop dreaming of being a good emperor. Be an Evil Dragon instead. If you find that boring, then when I die of old age, you can take over my ''Grim Reaper in training'' position."
"....."
The young dragon discreetly rolled its eyes at the Evil Dragon. Waiting for the Evil Dragon to die of old age...
By the time the Evil Dragon died of old age... she didn''t know how many times she would have already reincarnated...
And, what''s more... what is a ''Grim Reaper in training''?
Aren''t Grim Reapers all in hell?
She didn''t want to serve hell. She''d rather be a trainee angel than a trainee Grim Reaper...
"After the Evil Dragon dies and goes to hell... he can be a Grim Reaper? I''ve heard... after we dragons die... on Dragon Ind, the Giant Dragons guard the ind in the form of Dragon Souls, and their bodies dpose into primal energy to nurture Dragon Ind...
Giant Dragons outside of Dragon Ind... they turn into undead Skeletal Dragons, serving as the mounts for some powerful necromancers or Dark Wizards...
I''ve never heard of an Evil Dragon bing a Grim Reaper..."
Lucia suspected the Evil Dragon was just stringing her along with tales of bing a trainee Grim Reaper... Seemed just as difficult as bing a trainee angel.
"You''re a young dragon with limited experience. When you reach my age, you''ll realize... there are plenty of odd jobs in this world."
"I still think bing an emperor is more interesting. If I be the first Evil Dragon in history to have ruled as an emperor in the Human World! That would surely make me famous much faster."
"......"
"ying emperor in the Human World isn''t out of the question, but only if you have substantial strength. Without it, should you lose control... you''re bound to be hunted by the temples and the strong beings of the Human World.
With sufficient strength... then it doesn''t matter. You can give up andy back anytime or escape whenever you want."
"I will work hard for my dreams!"
"Then you do your best."
"Yeah." Lucia''s gaze fell upon a portrait on the wall, "Lance, can you tell me which of these human or non-human portraits are your formidable opponents?"
"That one in the corner... um... I have something I need to handle first..."
The Grim Reaper responsible for contacting him from hell had noticed and initiated contact...
Could it be that they were going to pay him his wages?
If he could get paid for cking off, then he could work for hell until he died of old age...
And even after death, he''d be willing to continue working for hell.
Lucia saw the Evil Dragon''s body had shrunk, down to about three meters or so, the size fromst night...
Would the Evil Dragon beat her up if she took the chance while it was small and stroked its head...?
Should she give it a try?n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om
The Young Dragon raised her Dragon w towards the Evil Dragon''s head...
Just as the Young Dragon''s Dragon w was about to touch the Evil Dragon''s head, a pitch-ck scythe spinning from the horns of the Evil Dragon flew out... skimming past her Dragon w and hovered above the desk.
It scared the Young Dragon to death.
That was close... the scythe had nearly sheared off her Dragon w...
Too scary; she just wanted to simply touch the Evil Dragon''s head, but she almost lost her Dragon w...
Whimper...
"When you touched my head, I, this Princess, didn''t bite you."
"I was just about to try when the Evil Dragon almost chopped off her Dragon w with the scythe..."
The scythe shrouded in ck mist spun above the desk for a moment, then stopped.
The Young Dragon, curling up with her Dragon w in the corner of the study, saw a ze of light suddenly illuminate the scythe, and then she saw a mysterious figure in a ck robe and mask, standing on the scythe, appear on the light screen.
Projection?
Was the scythe a Magic Artifact with projection capabilities?
Such Artifacts were expensive, priced ording to the distance they could project.
Magic Artifacts for short-range projection were cheap.
Magic Artifacts for long-range projection were expensive.
Magic Artifacts that allowed for ultra-long-range projection... were in the hands of wealthy and powerful individuals.
Who was this mysterious figure in the projection?
"Why aren''t you dead yet?"
"....."
Envy shone in the Young Dragon''s vertical pupils.
Powerful!
Definitely a powerful being; only a powerful one would have the audacity to ask why the "Evil Dragon" wasn''t dead yet.
"I''ve never seen a boss so keen on having their employee die quickly. It''s been hundreds of years since west made contact, so why suddenly think of me?"
"Felt your undead aura in Hell, thought you had died, went to Hell to report, excitedly went to wee you... didn''t expect that you weren''t dead, still alive... Such a survivor... having been an ''Apprentice Grim Reaper'' for so many years, don''t you want a promotion and a raise? If so, could you hurry up and die, you bastard! All the ''Grim Reapers'' who started with me have been promoted and raised, they went on vacation to Heaven, and only I am still stuck in Hell. I''m waiting, waiting for you to die, but you''re still alive; how much longer do you n to live?
Buddy, you''ve lived nearly eighteen hundred years; with such vitality, why didn''t you go be some Divine Position back then? Why did you choose to be an ''Apprentice Grim Reaper''? Tell me, how many more years can you live? So I can have something to look forward to. Also, you look really ugly right now, could you change back into a human tomunicate with me?"
The Grim Reaper standing on the scythe went off on a rant, filled with madness. Lance, this jerk, had made him very happy when he first became his underling because Lance, this jerk, had strong business abilities and could easilyplete some of the bounty tasks issued by Hell.
In the first hundred years that Lance became his underling as an ''Apprentice Grim Reaper,'' his performance was the most ferocious in Hell.
In the third hundred years that Lance became his underling as an ''Apprentice Grim Reaper,'' he paid the highest wages.
In the sixth hundred years that Lance became his underling as an ''Apprentice Grim Reaper,'' Lance became the longest-surviving ''Apprentice Grim Reaper'' on the continent.
In the seventh hundred year that Lance became his underling as an ''Apprentice Grim Reaper,'' he, the Grim Reaper, hoped that Lance, this excellent ''Apprentice Grim Reaper,'' would die.
He wanted to promote this excellent ''Apprentice Grim Reaper,'' to let him take over his position.
And this wait... went on directly for more than a thousand years... and still, there''s no end in sight...
Grim Reaper cries (╥╯^╰╥).