Evil Dragon, Without a Princess, I Had to Transform Myself!-Chapter 48 : Bluefin Bay Is a Good Place

All along, evil dragons like Patunasankus actually didn't like wearing clothes.
In other words, she preferred being naked.
After all, the warmth provided by human clothing was completely inadequate compared to ancient dragons' immortal scales.
Besides, these decorative items that conformed to human aesthetics were meaningless to evil dragons.
If she didn't need to consider the presence of people around her and pay attention to formalities, Patunasankus would much prefer to be naked.
For most evil dragons, that was what counted as being relaxed and comfortable.
Now that she thought about it, when Patunasankus first transformed into human form, she hadn't been wearing clothes either.
That was the first time she saw Latifa's face turn red like a ripe apple.
It was also the first time she realized the seriousness of being naked in human form.
"Your Highness, are you ready yet?" Elaphia shouted from a distance.
"Do you need help?" Loranhir also asked.
Loranhir and Elaphia had long been driven by the evil dragon to behind distant bushes. Fortunately, Patunasankus had deliberately increased her flying speed and returned earlier than expected.
Otherwise, the pair of unfortunate souls would definitely have seen her true form.
Just thinking about what kind of scene that would be, Patunasankus would have had to send them to join the wyvern in the afterlife within minutes.
Looking at Loranhir and Elaphia, who were completely unaware they had been frantically testing the waters at death's door, Patunasankus snorted lightly.
She had no mood to pay attention to them. She vigorously shook off water droplets, gently lifted her skirt hem, and clumsily fastened each button.
Patunasankus complained in her heart that these clothes were really troublesome—good-looking but impractical, yet she had to wear them.
Ever since being carried out from the lair, only the brief time when she had just transformed into her true form had made Patunasankus feel somewhat relaxed and comfortable.
During this period, the evil dragon had actually been feeling quite stifled.
Patunasankus stood by the lakeshore, looking at her reflection in the lake water, gently turning her body as the dress swayed with her movements.
After confirming everything was correct, she walked to where Elaphia and Loranhir were located behind the bushes.
"Didn't I say no peeking?"
Patunasankus stood there with one hand on her hip, looking very displeased.
She had finally gotten two convenient tool people to do work—it would be such a waste if she had to incinerate them with dragon flame.
"We weren't here to peek, no, really not." Loranhir waved her hands frantically, looking at Elaphia, then continued, "It was simply because it had been too long, we were a bit worried."
"Besides, it's been over an hour. No matter how you think about it, it seemed a bit strange." Elaphia also nodded, adding, "Next time we'll definitely be more careful."
"You two are planning a next time?"
Patunasankus raised her thin eyebrows, staring at the two with sharp eyes. She was thinking that if the evil dragon's true form was exposed, which one should she roast first.
This was the first time Loranhir and Elaphia had detected such thick, superior-like dignity from the Princess.
Not fragile like her appearance, but intimidating—they completely didn't dare look directly into her eyes.
This was probably what royalty was like.
Even though Princess Latifa had always been gentle and considerate in her conduct, she was still of noble birth. Occasionally glimpsing such an aura when angry was very reasonable.
"...No, no more."
Loranhir was drenched in sweat.
"Absolutely, absolutely no next time."
Elaphia shrank her shoulders, nodding vigorously.
Such a scene was much more terrifying for the two of them than directly facing a wyvern. For a moment, both Loranhir and Elaphia felt that the Princess's dignity before them was sufficient to rival a dragon's.
Of course, this was definitely just an illusion.
After all, the Princess was so young and cute that no one would develop any suspicious thoughts.
"Good that you understand."
Patunasankus turned her head to the other side, no longer paying them attention.
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An old parchment map was spread out on the table surface, its edges yellowed.
Mountains, rivers, forests, and castles drawn in ink were arranged in good order. In regions where Dragon Lords appeared, special exclusive paintings of the 'Sankus' were deliberately drawn.
"...What the hell is all this marking?"
Patunasankus had been looking at the map for quite a while, but she couldn't understand the text and terrain markings on it.
She couldn't figure it out at all. After a good while, she flipped the map 180 degrees.
Now she finally understood it.
"Why suddenly change course to go to Bluefin Bay?"
Patunasankus tilted her head.
A few strands of beautiful hair fell lightly onto her shoulder as she tilted her head, and she gathered her hair with her white fingers.
Patunasankus actually wanted to go to Taurant as early as possible to burn that city and Grand Duke Dreka inside to ash.
Although the possibility of accidents was minimal, the evil dragon had an ominous premonition, as if this journey was destined to be full of ups and downs. She didn't know why.
Loranhir and Elaphia exchanged glances. In their recent attempt, they had learned that both were masters of dark cuisine.
"The team doesn't have a cook, Your Highness. You wouldn't want to eat food cooked by us two, would you?"
Loranhir brought out a plate with Elaphia's freshly made black paste-like substance on it.
Obviously, entrusting cooking duties to a vampire thrall wasn't a good idea.
"Maybe it just looks bad but might taste surprisingly good?" Loranhir hesitantly pushed the plate forward. "How about Your Highness tries it and gives some suggestions for improvement?"
"!!!"
Elaphia, with her lips pressed tight, pumped her fists vigorously like a cheerleader captain encouraging contestants.
Looking at the unidentifiable thing on the plate, Patunasankus hesitated.
Her expression went from puzzled to dazed to surprised to panicked to fearful.
The evil dragon was silent for a full five minutes.
"Bluefin Bay is a good place," Patunasankus nodded vigorously. "Yes, a good place."
"Your Highness, you've never been there," Loranhir muttered.
Elaphia regretfully put away the plate.
She had thought she could gain valuable experience from the Princess's mouth. Loranhir refused to taste it no matter what, and as a vampire thrall, she didn't have normal human taste buds.
"You can tell just from the name!" Patunasankus's face flushed red.