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

Evil Dragon Lance's nose was almost bent out of shape with anger.

It had taken him nearly three years to turn the viscounts' frail, stick-like maid servants into dewy, delicate young girls with the light back in their eyes.

And now, not even a few years after leaving, those very same dewy maidservants had been fattened into Piggy Girls by some damn fool.

Just look at those plump cheeks, those round little arms and legs, that small belly bulging from overeating.

Who?

Who was so malicious?

Who had turned his dewy little maidservants into this?

He'd beat someone to a pulp once he returned!!!

Did they sincerely not want him, as a viscount, to have a few pleasant maidservants to look at?

Those few maidservants at the viscounts' estate weren't very pretty, but they weren't ugly either, and after three years of care, he certainly didn't want others saying his maidservants were unsightly.

Compared to the maids in the mansions of the human world's nobility, their charm and good looks naturally fell short, since the nobility's maids were handpicked with the utmost care.

He had seen plenty of pretty human girls, like those depicted in the portraits in his study—not one of them was unattractive.

Heartache.

It was simply outrageous to fatten up his viscount estate's maidservants into Piggy Girls.

Compared to being called a rebel traitor, he cared more about his maidservants, and there were not many in his viscount estate to begin with. Now some damn fool had turned them all into Piggy Girls.

He'd better not find out who did it, or they'd get a beating once he found out.

At first, the Young Dragon, alternating between a mouthful of iron plate octopus and a bite of roast meat, didn't really mind seeing the plump maidservant in the projection.

When she read the part where Evil Dragon wrote, "Which damn fool fattened up my dewy maidservant into a Piggy Girl?," she even laughed out loud without thinking.

But then, as she laughed... she suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

The Young Dragon thought about herself—since becoming a Young Dragon, her appetite had increased drastically. Having been captured by Evil Dragon and brought to the island a few days ago, she had eaten roasted meat for several days straight.

Without exaggeration... nearly every meal was meat-filled.

And now look, a mouthful of iron plate octopus, a mouthful of roasted beast leg... a mouthful of octopus balls...

Her diet was splendid.

Ah no, it was her appetite that was splendid!

If she kept eating like this... by the time she turned back into a princess... would she also become what Evil Dragon called a "Piggy Girl"?

The Young Dragon suddenly lost all taste for the iron plate octopus and roasted beast leg in her dragon claws...

While living as a princess in the imperial capital, she had always maintained her weight and figure perfectly—the golden ratio.

If, due to this period of gluttony, she turned back into a princess only to become a "Piggy Girl"...

Wouldn't her stinky older sister die laughing?

Once she became the emperor, her stinky sister Asina might even throw out lines like "Piggy Emperor," "The Fattest Emperor in Imperial History," "Plump Emperor"...

Thinking about the potentially embarrassing future scenarios, the Young Dragon struggled to swallow the meat in her mouth...

As for the iron plate octopus and roasted beast leg on her dragon claw... she wanted to eat... but didn't dare to eat...

Meat tastes best when it's hot; once it cools, it loses its flavor.

To eat?

Or not to eat?

Just eat, she figured. She moved around a lot, so this little bit of meat would just turn into pure energy after she bumped into Turtle a few more times.

Yeah, she'd pay more attention to her diet from tomorrow on, and she probably wouldn't turn into a Piggy Princess.

Besides, wasting food might earn her a beating from Evil Dragon.

Having convinced herself, the Young Dragon happily resumed her feast.

"Lance, they're asking when you're going to return," someone across from him said.

"Let me first see who has turned my cute maid into a Piggy Girl."

"They've replied, they've replied—the message is back."

[My Lord Viscount, it's you. We've never forgotten what you said about the land nurturing people, and people nurturing the land. All these years, you've risked your life to bring us precious Dragon manure, which we have all used for nourishing the soil. The crops, vegetables, and fruits from our fields have been abundant year after year.]

[Now that the subjects within your fief are well-fed and nourished, their health has naturally improved. Plus, Ingris wanted to show off the fief's prosperity to you, so she subconsciously ate a little more during meals. Over two years, she turned into the Piggy Girl you mentioned, my lord.]

[Ingris asked me to tell you that she's recently started exercising and by the time you return, my lord, she'll slim down. She can turn back into the spirited maid she originally was.]

[As for why your subjects helped McDonna in his rebellion, it's because the capital wants to strip you of your title. We've negotiated many times with the capital, but it's clear that they won't retract their decision to revoke your title.

So we chose to assist McDonna in his revolt. My Lord Viscount, your subjects in the fief acknowledge only you. Aside from you, we recognize no one else. Your subjects... they are not as they were ten years ago.]

[Over the years, we've slowly transformed the fief into the idyllic, serene, naturally-styled land you envisioned. We've renovated your Viscount's mansion, renamed the town to Saint Blue Town, and added defensive walls and a moat...]

[Everything is gradually improving, my Lord Viscount. Please come back. You've done enough for your subjects; now it's time for us to repay you.]

[You now have thirty knights, ninety knight apprentices, three hundred elite soldiers, and nearly a thousand reservists ready to serve.]

[If needed, all your subjects in the fief can become warriors ready to fight for you.]

The message was lengthy, and Lance took his time reading every word. As for that "damn it," he automatically ignored it. He understood why Ingris had become a Piggy Girl.

This spirited maid was dumb in a somewhat adorable way.

As for what the fief had turned into...

He didn't care that much.

Still, as the humans' overlord within the fief, his duty was to ensure they were well-fed and wouldn't starve to death.

As for fighting prowess, being well-fed would naturally enhance their vitality and strength.

The reason he stayed for years before leaving was because the human inhabitants had acquired the ability to protect themselves.

As a human overlord, he felt he had fulfilled his role.

As their lord, he had never collected a single Gold Coin in taxes.

He had even put in thirty Gold Coins of his own.

That dog at the kingdom sure had swindled him badly.

Alright, it was also his own fault, chasing after a small advantage only to suffer a big loss.

It didn't seem like too big of a loss, though. Having subjects willing to rebel for your title was somewhat touching.

As for loyalty...

Where did he ever display loyalty?

The title and the fief were bought with his money.

If he was a traitor, then let him be a traitor.

"They're really tough, risking their own lives to defend your title."

"Do you believe me if I say I never intended for them to defend my title like that?"

"I believe."

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A title in the Human World holds no allure for an Evil Dragon; he just thought it would be fun to become a Viscount among humans. Otherwise, with the abilities of an Evil Dragon... becoming a Marquis or even a Duke would pose no issue.

"Then why not go back to see your subjects?"

"I dare not return."

"Why not?"

"I can't afford to pay their wages, and I'm also afraid they might get too excited and place me on the throne."

"???"

Such good fortune exists?

Then let her, the Young Dragon, take over; she wouldn't mind transitioning as a Queen for a while.