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Chapter 360: Chapter 229: Take Me for a Foot Massage Therapy? I’m Still a Kid_2

Having Er Gouzi mind the store would be more appropriate.

After all, Er Gouzi is a Hellhound. For thieving demons like these, one bite could break their bones.

“That Hellhound is Chloe’s pet. If it died… Chloe would be heartbroken…. Why don’t we just let Er Gouzi do it?”

Lance smiled as he patted the Young Dragon’s head, contemplating whether he should get his Dragon Whelp an Abyss Demon Compendium.

It’s not suitable to look at the Abyss Demon Compendium here; better to show it to the Dragon Whelp when we return to Black Dragon Island tonight.

“We can talk about it in the evening.”

“Oh, then I’ll go count how much money we made from selling Transformation Potions this morning.”

“Off you go.”

The Young Dragon hopped and skipped toward the medicine cabinet area. The cabinet was at the very back of the shop, where it felt safe to count money without worrying about being robbed.

The sound of Gold Coins clinking against each other was still quite delightful. Why had she never noticed this when she was a Princess?

The Young Dragon took out all the Gold Coins earned in the morning and counted them with glee.

Lance transferred the thirty thousand Gold he had earned to Saint Blue.

Thirty thousand Gold a day. At this rate, it won’t be long before he has enough to make eight hundred thousand.

Lance returned to his chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and took out a book, sipping tea and reading.

Learning never ends.

Dragon Island didn’t show up; if it had, he would like to see if Dragon Island had a library. If it did… He wanted to read every book in the Dragon Island library. If possible, he even wanted to copy them all and then leave them as an inheritance for his Dragon Whelp.

The afternoon sun streamed through the window, shining on Lance and draping him in a thin layer of golden light.

The Young Dragon, counting the Gold Coins, saw this and was stunned.

The Evil Dragon at this moment… seemed somewhat dazzling…

Sitting there reading, he looked just like the noblemen who had emerged from those ancient aristocratic families…

If it weren’t for knowing his true form was a Black Dragon, who would believe the person sitting there was a Giant Dragon?

This moment, the Evil Dragon gave the Young Dragon a sense of unreality…

Oh no!

What number had he just counted up to?

Only when he heard the sound of Dragon Claws touching the Gold Coins on the table did the Young Dragon snap out of staring at Lance and realize he had to start counting all over again…

Never mind, if he had to recount, so be it…

Throughout the afternoon, a few transcendent beings entered the shop, but few actually bought anything. Most just looked around and then left.

At five o’clock, Lance called the Dragon Whelp to tidy up and get ready for closing.

The Young Dragon, hearing Lance’s words, was dumbfounded. Closing while it’s still bright out?

Come at three in the afternoon and close the doors at five?

What kind of business operates like this?

Isn’t it a bit too casual?

“Shouldn’t we leave a bit later? What if customers come later?”

“That would mean today they are simply not fated to buy anything from our shop.”

“….”

So the boss runs his business based on his whims?

The Young Dragon suspected the Evil Dragon was using the excuse of earning money to support Saint Blue and was actually on holiday in Alchemical City…

“So early… where shall we go after we close?”

“Let’s go to the Elf Sanatorium operated by the Elves for some restorative treatments.”

“!!!”

The Evil Dragon was definitely in Alchemical City for a vacation!!!

“Isn’t that a bit wasteful of money?”

“Using money for enjoyment isn’t wasteful for us. Haven’t you heard the saying, ‘Easy come, easy go?’

Let’s go. Money is but a worldly possession for us.”

“Money is hardly a worldly possession for you; without money, you wouldn’t even have the funds to marry someone you like.”

The Young Dragon muttered under his breath.

Lance chuckled and gave the Dragon Whelp a knock on the head, “For corrupting my path to enlightenment, you deserve a smack.”

The Young Dragon, covering his head, followed Lance out of the shop.

Lance posted the business hours on the shop door.

Morning: nine to eleven.

Afternoon: three to five.

Four hours of business a day?

When the transcendent beings on Snowscape Street saw the newly opened Miao Miao House closing so early, they curiously came to look. Upon seeing the business hours on the door, they were instantly dumbfounded.

In Alchemical City, it was their first time seeing such a capricious shop that was only open for four hours a day.

Can you really make money like this?!

“Boss, can you really make money with these business hours?”

“Whether I can make money is not important, happiness is. However, I did sell the treasure of the day and made thirty thousand Gold.”

“???”

With some transcendent beings watching, Lance left Snowscape Street with the Dragon Whelp, boasting because he wasn’t afraid of being coveted…

He should occasionally share his joy with others.

Black Dragons like him, willing to share their happiness with others, were rare; he hoped these people would cherish this joy.

At a little past seven, Lance arrived at the Elf Sanatorium with the Dragon Whelp.

The Elves at the Elf Sanatorium were all female, with both pureblooded and half-elves, most of them being half-elves.

“Good evening, sir. If you’d like to experience our services, please come in and take a look at the wellness packages our sanatorium offers.”

“Sure.”

Upon entering the store, an elf girl handed Lance the package menu.

Lance took the menu and began to look it over closely, with the young dragon huddling next to him, also peering at it; she had yet to enjoy the elves’ sanatorium treatment.

16 Gold Coin package: foot bath, elf massage. Duration, one hour.

36 Gold Coin package: foot bath, full body massage, and the elf race’s unique fumigation therapy. Duration, an hour and a half.

56 Gold Coin package:…..

96 Gold Coin deluxe package:…

“Two of the 96 Gold Coin deluxe packages,” Lance said.

“Sir, are you sure you want to get the deluxe package for the little dragon by your side as well?”

“Mhm.”

“Sir, little dragon, please follow me.”

The elf sanatorium was filled with various types of tree houses, all of them radiating a soft glow.

The air was fresh, filled with the pure music of the elf race, the sound of high mountains and flowing water… It was very picturesque.

One tree house for Lance, and another for the young dragon.

“Please wait a moment, sir. The foot bath potion is being mixed and will be brought to you soon,” the petite elf said.

“Mhm, no rush.”

The diminutive elf left, and about fifteen minutes later, a … rabbit-eared girl wearing a work uniform came to Lance’s tree house with a basin of water.

Lance panicked a bit. What’s with the rabbit-eared girl?

An elf-run sanatorium… There shouldn’t be any problem, right?

“Sir, your foot bath potion is ready, and soon an elf will come to ser-ser-serve… master?!!”

“Meredith?!”

Lance was flabbergasted. The rabbit-eared girl was Meredith?

How did this kid end up in the Alchemical City?

She was the Billboard Girl of the Bronze Bounty Guild, so what was she doing here, working at the elf sanatorium?

Had the Bronze Bounty Guild gone out of business?

“What are you doing here?” Lance asked.

“I was about to ask the same, master. What brings you here?”

“I’m the owner of this place,” he said.

“And you?”

“Working part-time… to make money.”

“???”

“The Bronze Guild went out of business?”

“No, no… We came to expand in the Alchemical City’s market, but it turned out to be too cruel here… Since we opened the branch, I haven’t eaten meat for over a month. On the last Holy Rest Day, we finally took on a bounty task to help a knight capture a Thunder Dragon Horse… and the whole herd stomped all over us back and forth five or six times.”

“The little bounty we earned wasn’t even enough to cover the medical expenses… So as not to return in disgrace, we take up part-time jobs occasionally.”

“We?” Lance inquired.

“Yes, Louis, Bazel, Dalton, and the others are also here… They’re probably working part-time somewhere right now. Master, we’re really having a tough time, wuuu wuuu wuuu…”

“It’s not so bad, not as bad as you make it out to be; I have it worse than all of you.”

“???”

“How could it be worse?”

“I went out for a month of leisure, and by the time I returned to Saint Blue, my small fief inexplicably turned into a duchy, and I, the Earl… just as inexplicably became the Grand Duke…”

???

From Earl to Grand Duke, and he dares to call it wretched?!

Wait!

Saint Blue?

Grand Duke?

A duchy?!

Lance has become a Grand Duke?!!!

They must be joking, right?

How long has it been since they last met?

Next time they meet, does she have to address him as “Your Majesty the King”?

“Damn it! Master, you’re a Grand Duke now and still say you’re having a hard time?”

“It’s true I’m a Grand Duke now, but because Saint Blue developed too quickly, there’s been a financial crisis, and we urgently need one million gold coins…”

“I’m old, and I still have to work to pay for my own territory. Have you ever seen a Grand Duke as pitiful as that?”

One million gold coins?!

That’s an astronomical sum.

It’s questionable whether she could earn that much in over a hundred years.

But to the old master, one million gold coins probably wasn’t much; he was once the biggest corrupt official in the Ande Kingdom.

For him, one million gold coins was just a matter of words.

“You should ask Andre for help, master. Remember the Golden City…”

“I gave it to Andre as a reunion gift.”

“Master… Why have you never been so generous with us?”

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“If we could meet again after two thousand years, I’d also give you a reunion gift.”

“….”

Two thousand years…

They’d be lucky to live five hundred years, let alone five hundred… If only they could outlive Lance.

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