Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress-Chapter 799 - 451 Lets Reintroduce Ourselves I am the

Chapter 799: Chapter 451: Let’s Reintroduce Ourselves, I am the Little Regent King of the Holy Light Empire [No. 16] Chapter 799: Chapter 451: Let’s Reintroduce Ourselves, I am the Little Regent King of the Holy Light Empire [No. 16] The little auntie of the future Emperor of the Holy Light Empire, the heir to the Regent King Lance of the Holy Light Empire, and the little Regent King in the eyes of many generals, nobles, and ministers of the Holy Light Empire, any one of these three identities should be enough to mobilize a legion of the Holy Light Empire, right?

Mobilizing a legion to head to the Morning Star Domain does sound a bit exaggerated. It would be better to bring a few powerful Domain Experts on a floater with Source Power and head to the Morning Star Domain. By the time we arrive at the Farolan Empire Capital, would my smelly sister Asina even stand a chance to resist?

The Young Dragon Lucia fantasized in her mind the scene of tens of thousands of elite troops appearing above the Imperial Capital Palace of the Farolan Empire aboard dozens of floaters with Source Power.

The sense of oppression was too strong; the Griffin Knight Legion of the Empire would pose no deterrent to her at that time.

Before she was taken away by Lance, she would have been afraid upon encountering a creature like a griffin, because griffins are very big.

After living with Lance for nearly three years, griffins now seem to her like just a slightly larger Primordial Beast.

She transformed into an Amethyst Young Dragon, tackling a small griffin one on one.

Her Iron Head Skill has been recognized by Turtle, and this year when she bumped into Turtle’s body, she could even shake Turtle slightly.

Leading the floaters with Source Power of the Holy Light Empire to the Morning Star Domain is an unrealistic thought. Taking the throne from Asina with external help has no sense of achievement; what’s more, it might even be disliked by the military, nobility, and ministers of the Farolan Empire.

A loss outweighing the gain.

She could use her identity to show off to her stinky sister Asina, but definitely not to take advantage of her position… like borrowing troops or something…

Besides, Lance himself is unwilling to be the Regent King of the Holy Light Empire; if she really leveraged that position, the debt might fall on Lance.

Forget it, forget it, she can’t trouble Lance.

Lance does not owe the Holy Light Empire anything.

She also doesn’t want Lance to feel like he owes the Holy Light Empire because of some of her actions.

“It’s not that exaggerated, I don’t have such a big influence, and I don’t think I have the ability to influence who becomes the heir to the empire,” the Young Dragon waved her hands repeatedly, she surely wouldn’t get involved in deciding who becomes the heir to the Holy Light Empire.

She herself hasn’t even become the Emperor of the Farolan Empire yet.

“You took that seriously?” Dylan looked at Lucia with annoyance.

“That’s rude, call me little auntie!” The Young Dragon took out the Thunder Hammer from the Lucky Coin, “I don’t have the power to make Lotti the Emperor of the Holy Light Empire, but I dare to beat you up. Even if you become the Emperor of the Holy Light Empire in the future, there will be records in the history of the Holy Light Empire of you being beaten by your little auntie.”

“The Emperor, in his youth, was hammered for offending his little auntie.”

“Heh…” Dylan showed a disdainful look on his face, “Cline, someone wants to attack the prime heir to the Holy Light Empire, you know what to do, right?”

“I know.”

Cline smiled slightly, stepped forward, and hugged Dylan, bringing him in front of the Young Dragon Lucia.

“Hey, Cline, wrong, wrong, you should bring her to me for punishment, not bring me to her for punishment,” Dylan protested.

“No mistake, it’s for Lady Lucia to punish you.”

“???”

The source of this c𝐨ntent is freeweɓnovēl.coɱ.

Dylan was dumbfounded; why would Cline choose to side with the simple-minded girl?

Even if she is the daughter of Grandpa Lance, the Regent King, that wouldn’t make Cline do this, right?

“Your Highness Dylan, forgive me, but if I harm you, Regent King Lord Lance might kill me when he arrives. If you bully Lady Lucia, Regent King Lord Lance might break your legs, I’m doing this for your own good,” Cline explained earnestly. He really couldn’t afford to provoke them.

Regent King Lance is too powerful; the identity of the prime heir to the Holy Light Empire really doesn’t carry much weight in front of him.

It’s only because he himself doesn’t have the desire to be the Emperor, otherwise with his strength and influence at the time, he could definitely overthrow the Royal Family in a peaceful manner and become the Emperor of the Holy Light Empire himself.

As for the simple-minded girl in front of him, she’s just naive, not foolish.

Princess Rachel and Lotti’s tempting words completely failed to cloud the simple-minded girl’s mind with the readily available immense power.

However, for a moment, a look of longing flashed across the simple girl’s face, as she placed her hands on her hips, her expression arrogant, smug, and triumphant…

Thud—

The sound of the Thunder Hammer colliding with Dylan’s head interrupted Cline’s daydreaming. She really is a simpleton… to hammer him just like that…

She didn’t take Dylan’s identity as the prime heir to the Holy Light Empire seriously at all.

She has no interest in influencing who the heir to the empire will be.

She is somewhat interested in bullying the empire’s heir.

“Call me little auntie.”

“Dream on!”

Thud—

“Will you call me little auntie, or not?”

“You try hitting me with the hammer again?!”

Thud—

“Little! Auntie!” Dylan, clenching his teeth in pain, called out to the Young Dragon as his hand covered his head.

He met a straightforward and fearless blockhead.

The Young Dragon put away the Thunder Hammer and placed her hand on Dylan’s head, “Let the bump settle down, don’t let Granny see…”

“What are you doing?!!”

“One time Lance hit my head causing a bump, and he chanted this Spell to dissipate the bump on my head. Strange… why isn’t the bump on your head going down? It doesn’t make sense… I perfectly copied Lance’s Spell… your bump should be getting smaller…”

Dylan brushed away the Young Dragon’s hand from his head and left the garden in a huff.

“In three days, I shall host a banquet for Lucia in Sky City. Send out invitations to those lads of your age and have them attend my banquet for Lucia. Heard me?”