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

Chapter 171 Black Dragon Lance is dead? Then I'll dig him up, roast, and eat him.

Andre wiped the blood from his teacher's mouth, looking at his teacher, who seemed to be asleep, with crimson eyes swirling with a murderous frenzy.

The teacher had never harbored the intention to kill anyone, nor had he ever actively sought gold or jewels from others. It was they... it was they who sought out the teacher, who offered money to the teacher...

The teacher did his job for money, and they were tearfully grateful when leaving Eternal City... But they ultimately longed for the teacher's death.

Is this what the teacher meant when he spoke of human nature?

Andre stepped back and knelt on one knee.

The security officers, generals, and soldiers of Eternal City also knelt down one after another.

"Teacher... I finally understand why you insisted on seeking death. I couldn't comprehend before... You clearly didn't have to die, so why did you choose such a tragic fate for yourself in the end?

Now I understand it all.... I completely understand...."

Andre stood up and looked towards the members of the Bronze Guild, "You did well, you have performed admirably, never harboring a thought of betrayal against the teacher from beginning to end. Even as the great army approached, you never faltered... fully aware that choosing to follow the teacher... might mean you could not leave this place alive....

You never faltered, prepared to die here for the teacher, or rather... you had given up any preparation to leave this place."

Many outsiders had come here, but they never thought about fighting for the teacher. Even if they followed the teacher for a while, in the end, they would choose to betray the teacher... to support Elusha...

To be precise, most of the outsiders had already betrayed the teacher when Elusha returned to the capital and was selected by my father as the heir.... they betrayed the teacher, they betrayed me.

For betraying me, I don't care. I just want to see... I just want to see if there's anyone who will accompany the teacher to the end, who is willing to face death alongside the teacher....

I don't need them to fight for the teacher. I just want the teacher... not to be so lonely when he departs...."

Back then... when the teacher leaped from the city walls.... not a single person followed him, there was no one behind him,... no one willing to face the tens of thousands of Northern Borders army with him. In the end... I watched the teacher die in front of Elusha, with his back to Eternal City...."

After the teacher died... I left the city.... I came to take the teacher away.... I knew... the teacher had used his life... to preserve my throne.

Elusha dared not kill me, couldn't kill me. Those nobles, lords, ministers, merchants who drove the teacher to his death... they didn't have the power.

Later, the teacher's body was carried back to the Northern Borders by their army, Elusha retreated to the Northern Borders, and never left the Northern Borders for the rest of her life....

Those nobles, ministers, lords, who caused the teacher's death, they're all dead.... I wanted them not only to die, but also to watch as all their life's savings were taken away from them, which I melted down to build a manor for the teacher.

The manor, which is what you outsiders call 'Golden City'.... That is the final resting place I built for the teacher.

In the following decades, as I launched campaigns in all directions... using the collected gold and jewels, I finally completed the manor the teacher had envisioned, but when I led my troops to the Northern Borders to retrieve the teacher's body....

The teacher's... body was gone, I had people search the entire mountain, but they never found the teacher's body. I suspect Elusha hid the teacher's body away...."

To this day, I have not found the teacher's body.

If I cannot find the teacher's body while alive, then I will continue searching after death.... Sadly, to this day... I still have not found it.... Since I can't find the teacher's body in the Human World... then I will search in hell.

Hell is too strong. Even with the Golden Army, the Northern Borders Army... and the subdued Undead, monsters... I still can't completely breach hell."

"....."

The members of the Bronze Guild were in a daze, Andre's temperament, tone, and demeanor changed too quickly. At first, they thought Andre was traumatized, but as what Andre said became more and more unfathomable....

They realized, Andre before them was no longer the Andre they had come to know in 'historical reenactment', Andre now was the one who had triggered the 'historical reenactment' event.

It was the Andre from over two thousand years later.

The teacher Lance had become his obsession, not finding the body of teacher Lance during his lifetime, he continued the search after death... and to find his teacher's body, he even went as far as leading troops to attack hell....

"You are... the Andre from over two thousand years later?" Meredith asked, looking into Andre's blood-red eyes, attempting to probe.

"Yes, you call teacher Lance 'old man'... Is it because you met a human who looks exactly like teacher Lance in some place in the Human World?"

"Yes, we suspect the old man we know... might be your teacher Lance from a past life."

"Thank you... thank you all. You may leave. Once I've dealt with the matters here, bring me to meet that human who looks just like my teacher Lance. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

Don't worry, I won't harm him. If he truly is the reincarnation of my teacher Lance, I want to show him 'Golden City'...

By the way, teacher Lance thought of you as family, saying once the manor was built, you should also move in. The manor I've built for the teacher is ready.... go see for yourselves...."

If you don't mind, you could also stay there for a few days."

"Andre, I have a question for you."

"Ask away."

"Is everything we've experienced... real or fake? The years we've spent with the old man... were his actions and thoughts genuinely his own... or were they born from your 'thoughts'?"