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

Louis, Dalton, and Bazel were severely injured. They had underestimated the power of the two Sword Intent Scrolls that old man Lance had, originally believing that a single Sword Intent Scroll could release, at most, a dozen or several dozen sword intents. But who could have imagined that at the moment the scrolls burst, two golden miniature suns appeared in the sky?

The wraith Brandon probably didn't anticipate that either. If he had known that the burst of the two scrolls would conjure up two golden suns, he probably wouldn't have given Louis the chance to throw the scrolls.

No, he wouldn't have agreed to the appointment and fought against the three of them in the first place.

Wraiths hold their lives dear.

Their ultimate goal is to become true Undead.

Wraith Brandon probably hadn't expected that he would die in such a way either.

Louis, Dalton, and Bazel were taken away by the Judgment Hall for questioning that morning, and they fainted again in the afternoon. They managed to stay conscious in the morning because the clergy of the temple used a potion to temporarily maintain their clarity.

Once the effects of the potion wore off, the critically injured trio once again lapsed into unconsciousness. Lionheart City still did its best to treat them since they had eliminated a major hidden danger for the city.

According to the clergy of the temple, the three of them survived because they were well-prepared, having Light Defense Scrolls, Light Life-saving Scrolls, and various other defense scrolls on their person that activated all at once in an instant, which is why they didn't die.

The most important reason was that they fled quickly, enabling them to be in the area least affected by the attack.

Even so, they barely clung to life and could only say that they were lucky.

After lying in the hospital of Lionheart City for three days, Louis, Dalton, and Bazel finally came out of their dazed state.

The three of them, waking up one after another on the hospital beds, all appeared as if they were thinking: Who am I? Why am I here?

It wasn't until the image of two golden suns appeared in their minds that they truly woke up.

It was old man Lance!

They didn't die at the hands of wraith Brandon but nearly perished under Lance's Sword Intent.

Outrageous!

That's just too damn ludicrous!

Whose Sword Intent Scroll features two golden suns?

After lying in the hospital bed for half a day, Louis struggled to sit up, half-reclining on the bed, while Dalton and Bazel, his two companions, were still alive.

Not bad, not bad at all... If it weren't for their quick reactions... they would have probably vanished along with Brandon that very night.

"Old man Lance... as always, you're such a swindler!!! With scrolls as powerful as these, how could you not have warned us in advance?"

Dalton and Bazel also woke up.

"I too want to complain about the unreliable old man Lance, but then I suddenly remembered something Lance said when he gave us the Sword Intent Scrolls."

"What did he say?"

"If we can't defeat the wraith, he told us to throw the scrolls and run for our lives."

"It seems he did say something like that."

"At that time, I thought Lance wanted us to use his Sword Intent Scroll to hold off the wraith, creating a chance for us to escape.

Now that I think about it... it was nothing like that. What Lance probably meant was... he was afraid the Sword Intent Scroll would kill us too... so he reminded us to run for our lives."

"......"

The hospital room fell silent; when the Sword Intent Scrolls burst, they were all too busy trying to save their own lives to think about what Lance had said when he gifted them the scrolls.

Now that they thought about it more carefully, it really made sense.

"Ouch ouch ouch... I'm in so much pain, it really hurts so much!!!"

"I'm in pain too, it feels like my whole body is aching."

"It's like I'm not in pain."

"No, it's my heart that hurts!!! If I had known that the Sword Intent Scroll Mr. Lance gifted us was this outrageously powerful, I would have never thrown out both of them at once. A Sword Intent Scroll so strong, just one was enough to wipe out liches, and us along with them.

The pain, it hurts so much, losing a Sword Intent Scroll of such magnitude, it's more painful than having dozens of holes poked in my body."

"Stop... stop talking, you're making my heart hurt too... But we can't blame ourselves, after all, we even specially consulted a swordsman before we came, and he said that infusing Sword Intent into a scroll is already quite an absurd task.

At the release of the Sword Intent Scroll, it should only release a few, or at most a few dozen Sword Intents.

But who the hell could have expected that the Sword Intent Scroll Mr. Lance gave us could produce a [Sun]...

We really can't blame ourselves for such wastefulness..."

Louis, Dalton, and Bazel felt heartache, but it was useless now, since they had underestimated Mr. Lance's Sword Intent Scroll.

Originally, they thought Mr. Lance's greatest skill was in concocting various potions with Supernatural Power, who would've thought he could procure such a powerful Sword Intent Scroll...

No wonder so many Superhumans love to go on adventures and seek treasures...

"You're awake? That's fantastic, here's the medical bill, please take a look and sign."

A nurse pushed the door open and entered the ward. Seeing the three awake, she handed over the medical bill to Louis and the others.

"The total medical expenses for the three of you over three days come to one hundred and eight Gold Coins. Considering that you've helped Lionheart City eliminate a safety hazard, the hospital director has waived some of the fee, and you only need to pay twenty Gold Coins.

The hospital will collect ten Gold Coins, and the remaining ten will be passed on to the Valkyrie Temple."

Twenty Gold Coins?

That sounds about right, not too much at all.

Louis took out twenty-five Gold Coins and handed them to the nurse, "Twenty Gold Coins are for the medical expenses, and the remaining five are to thank you for taking care of us during this time, please accept them."

"Oh, thank you… thank you… Oh, right, I also have another bill here, it's from the City Lord's Mansion. Your battle with the lich caused injuries to over a dozen servants, destroyed a good part of the mansion, along with some precious paintings and collectibles, and the garden.

A preliminary estimate by the City Lord's Mansion puts the damage from your fight with the lich at about eight thousand Gold Coins.

Considering your contributions to Lionheart City, they have decided not to make you pay the full amount, you'll only need to cover half of the compensation, which amounts to around three thousand Gold Coins... hey, hey, hey... why did you faint?

Ah? Why did the two of you faint as well?"

Fainted?

Please just pretend we're dead.

Over three thousand Gold Coins...

They would have been better off dying under Mr. Lance's Sword Intent Scroll.

With such a huge sum, how many [Death] level bounty tasks would they have to take on to earn it back?n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

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Mr. Lance's bounty task... not only did they earn nothing from it...

Now they didn't even have funds for travel...

Just pretend we're dead...

Really...

......

"Mr. Lance, this is what happened, so... Mr. Lance... Could you... possibly help us out for a while? Louis, Dalton, and Bazel are seriously injured, and they won't be able to take on bounty tasks for at least half a year.

Our Bronze Guild can gather nearly two thousand Gold Coins for the three of them... but for the remaining thousand or so... we might need your help, Mr. Lance..."

On June 28, 3455 of the Black Dragon Calendar, the Evil Dragon's divination came true... he... suffered a loss of wealth... and it was no small sum... amounting to roughly two thousand Gold Coins..."