Evil Dragon, Without a Princess, I Had to Transform Myself!-Chapter 35 : Evil Dragon Yearbook

Just as Patunasankus was fulfilling the Duchess's request and publicly appearing to comfort the victim girls, she didn't notice two pairs of dark, watching eyes hidden in the crowd not far away.
"(#Dragonkin profanity) Look! Look quickly!"
A dragonkin disguised as a passerby hid in a corner, as amazed as if he'd discovered a gold mine. He grabbed his confused companion and pointed excitedly at the dandelion girl surrounded by the crowd.
"Look at what?" the other dragonkin asked in bewilderment.
"Do you see that girl in the crowd? Don't you find her extremely familiar? No, you can't say familiar—she's practically burned into memory."
This lizard-man-like dragonkin was very excited, chattering non-stop.
"I saw her once in the 'Evil Dragon Yearbook.' Let me tell you, even though the magazine only had cheap magical portraits, I'll never forget her for the rest of my life. Never thought that coming to scout this human town for Lord Yanubi's raid, I'd actually run into the real thing here."
The other dragonkin followed his gaze and also saw the girl in the crowd.
Her dandelion-colored long hair danced lightly, the girl's eyes were as blue as the sky, and the sky itself seemed to frame her slender silhouette. Her oval face was soft and sweet. These were extremely recognizable features even among the generally face-blind dragon race.
The girl stood out from everyone else, like a gentle dandelion—fragile but brilliantly radiant, feeling freedom and beauty in the clear wind.
Undoubtedly Latifa Flandoya.
The dragons' most coveted Top 1 Princess, perpetually holding the top spot on evil dragons' most-wanted princess list. Countless evil dragons yearned to possess this princess with the same obsession they once had for mountains of gold and silver.
According to irresponsible gossip, 98% of evil dragons would turn to Latifa's page in the "Evil Dragon Yearbook" before bed each night to sleep peacefully. The remaining 2% weren't uninterested—they were already planning to take direct action and steal her by force.
In the current trend among evil dragons, whoever possessed Latifa Flandoya would have absolute prestigious status and earn the respect and envy of all evil dragons. Any ambitious evil dragon would want such status.
Unfortunately, this number one beauty under the starry sky had been seized first by that accursed Black Death Patunasankus.
"Wait... could she be Latifa? The princess controlled by Black Death Patunasankus? Isn't she supposed to be in Black Death's lair all the time?" The dragonkin was excited but surprised. "How could she appear here? Could it be that Patunasankus's privately hoarded princess has become wild?!"
A heaven-sent opportunity to pick up the pieces!
The two dragonkin grew excited.
They had never expected their boss to kidnap any princess in the current competitive environment among dragons, much less expected their boss to snatch Latifa by defeating Black Death.
The title 'Sankus' was only bestowed by the Dragon King upon ancient dragons he recognized.
They were without exception powerful evil Dragon Lords ruling their territories.
Trampling kingdoms, annihilating armies, forcibly stealing princesses, repeatedly humiliating the strongest of all races, crowned as 'Sankus' amid countless beings' terror.
Only the Dragon King could command them.
With the Dragon King currently in seclusion, the Sankus could naturally do as they pleased, running rampant.
Moreover, Patunasankus was an ancient dragon, while most evil dragons like Yanubi were ordinary wyverns—merely descendants of ancient dragons, lacking the scales that nearly symbolized immortality and the essence hidden in their bloodline.
Unlike ancient dragons' two pairs of wings, wyverns were bipedal dragons whose forelimbs could only support ground movement by using their wings as supports. But having partial ancient dragon genes, they were still very powerful beings.
The evil dragons didn't have the courage to challenge Black Death's reputation, but they certainly had the courage to rush in and scavenge—and quite a lot of it.
The two dragonkin were excited just thinking about how much face they'd have when bragging to other colleagues if Boss Yanubi's lair had a princess like Latifa.
Just casually mentioning "Oh my~ I work for the boss who kidnapped Latifa. The boss is so demanding, it gives me such a headache" would immediately earn them worship and respect from other evil dragon followers.
The customs among evil dragons were just this simple and full of base pleasures, which even influenced their monster servants.
"We must hurry and notify Boss Yanubi!" The two dragonkin ran off without looking back. "There'll definitely be a huge reward!"
At the same time, Patunasankus sneezed and felt a different kind of chill in her confusion, as if something was targeting her.
The evil dragon glanced at Evelyn, who had been holding her hand the whole time.
She walked ahead like a whirlwind, the heels of her shoes flashing like lightning, her bow's ribbons dancing in the wind, constantly lifting the hem of her skirt.
Patunasankus figured it must be this person.