Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress-Chapter 445 - 276: Black Lotus Demon King, your face is exactly the same as the person in the Young Dragon Mountain landscape painting!

The Young Dragon had only been gone for a short while when he began to experience hallucinations; it seemed his heart had already accepted the future sapling he’d be raising.

Having not yet reached adulthood, he had already spent several years experiencing what it was like to be a father, and now he was all too familiar with the unease and solitude that followed a daughter’s long journey.

The Eye of the Demon God had made him go through things that someone his age should not have to.

Fortunately, the memories regarding the Young Dragon would slowly fade away after dawn.

Descending to the first floor, Lance poured himself a cup of warm water and settled down on the sofa, staring at the empty hall.

Scenes of the Young Dragon before her departure floated through his mind.

If the Young Dragon were still here, around this time she might be chatting with him, or if she wasn’t sleepy, perhaps even pulling him into a card game, scheming to win some money from him.

Sometimes, when bored, she would ask for a rocking chair, and lay there on the porch under a blanket, listening to the sounds of insects and, if the mood struck her, hum "Let’s Row the Boat Together."

"Lance, I can also sing ’Two Tigers’, you know, ’Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast, one without eyes, one with no tail, so peculiar....’"

"So peculiar."

Lance, sitting on the sofa, hummed the tune aloud, realizing this, he laughed to himself and sipped his warm water.

He looked towards the kitchen, where visions of the Young Dragon wearing an apron and happily humming an unknown tune while washing pots and pans appeared.

Looking towards the dining room, he saw the Young Dragon taking small bites at first, then ending up eating meat and slurping soup voraciously. Despite her joyous eating, there was a sadness about it.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, Lance stood up and left the hall to go outside.

All traces of the previous battle had vanished, and the courtyard had been restored to its state before the four old demons from Demon Academy had arrived.

In the spot where flowers and plants were cultivated, the Young Dragon’s small hoe, rain boots, and raincoat were still there.

The rocking chair made for the Young Dragon was still within the yard.

Lance approached the rocking chair the Young Dragon used to lie in; just as his hand touched it, the chair began to dissolve into points of light, slowly fading away—this space-time erasing any trace that the Young Dragon had existed.

He instinctively wanted to stop it, but the billowing black mist emerged and then dissipated in an instant as if there was no need; he would see the Young Dragon again in the near future.

Not long after the rocking chair vanished, items used by the Young Dragon, like the hoe, rain boots, straw hat, and the orange tree she planted with her own hands, also started dissolving into points of light.

Lance keenly noticed that the memories related to the Young Dragon, in his mind, were fading along with the disappearance of these objects.

He didn’t intervene.

He had never intended to keep the memories concerning the Young Dragon; he was afraid he would seek her out because of them.

From the day he learned that the Young Dragon came from the future, he had been prepared to forget her at any moment.

Even if this piece of space-time decided not to erase the memories related to the Young Dragon, he would sever them himself.

Once everything related to the Young Dragon within the courtyard had disappeared, Lance took flight, heading towards the Demon Academy.

He arrived at the [Young Dragon Vegetable Garden].

The vegetable garden had not yet started to fade away, but as he entered, the fence began to slowly vanish.

Seeing this, Lance merely glanced at it before aimlessly walking around the garden, pausing now and then. Reaching the area where the cucumbers were planted, he bent down, picked one, wiped off the spines, and munched on it as he strolled.

By the time he left this area, the cucumber also turned into points of light, slowly vanishing.

The cucumbers planted by the Young Dragon tasted quite good.

[Cold cucumber salad is delicious, but cucumber stir-fried with eggs is not good at all, Lance... I beg you, please don’t make that dish again? I really can’t stand the taste.]

[Lance! Lance! Come taste the little tomatoes I grew, they’re both sour and sweet, and they burst with juice when you bite into them, tasting no different from a fruit.]

[Gourd gourd gourd... My gourd, Lance... you stepped on and crushed a watermelon, and it was Magic Gold.]

[Fruit corn? Impossible, right? You’ve cultivated corn that tastes like fruit this early?]

[Pumpkin corn porridge, tonight I’ll take a few pumpkins and cook pumpkin corn porridge at home, will you drink it, Lance?]

[Chilies, I’m going to make chili sauce, it tastes amazing with rice.]

[Help, Lance, my mouth is swollen from the chili... Wuuu... I’ve been made to cry by the spice as well, some villain secretly put a lot of extraordinary chilies among the ones I picked...]

[Lance, guess what I caught? A Demon Rabbit, it was sneaking bites of my carrots and got so full it couldn’t move, so I captured it.

What? Stew it? No no no, rabbits are too cute, stewing is too cruel, I want to keep it as a pet.

I can’t stand it anymore, Lance, this Demon Rabbit I’m keeping eats and poops too much, we might as well stew it.

Stewed rabbit meat, truly delicious.]

Seeing the area where the Young Dragon planted carrots, Lance’s mind conjured images of the Young Dragon catching the Demon Rabbit, keeping it, and then commenting how delicious it was.

He cracked a smile.

The Young Dragon could be quite funny at times.

Corn, cucumber, watermelon, carrots, and others, all turned into points of light and disappeared, along with the memories of the Young Dragon in his mind.

Many images of his time spent with the Young Dragon, he could no longer recall.

The family farm the Young Dragon built was also vanishing.

The crops disappeared, weeds, Magic Potion, and small trees began to grow.

Seeing this, Lance knew that everything about the Young Dragon would be wiped away.

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