Evil Dragon, Without a Princess, I Had to Transform Myself!-Chapter 99 : Mood Swings

Patunasankus was quite fortunate that she would tense up and remain completely still when nervous; otherwise, she would have surely slumped down like overcooked noodles just now.Chapter
"What in the world was all that?"Chapter
Patunasankus wiped her cheek disdainfully, the last trace of black energy completely erased by her motion.Chapter
Yanis had already left, and Shatina, who knew nothing, naturally wouldn't interfere either.Chapter
She staggered to her feet and headed outside.Chapter
Shatina was waiting alone outside the door.Chapter
"What was going on in there just now…"Chapter
As soon as the door was pushed open, Shatina leaned in, but before she could finish her sentence, Patunasankus preemptively explained seriously, "Nothing happened."Chapter
"Uh, I hadn't even asked anything yet..." Shatina muttered.Chapter
"Nothing happened," Patunasankus repeated.Chapter
"…Really?" Shatina hesitated.Chapter
"Nothing happened!" Patunasankus raised her voice slightly.Chapter
How could Patunasankus possibly speak about what had just happened?Chapter
She had just been harassed inside.Chapter
Listen, is that something a proper evil dragon would say?Chapter
Even now, just thinking about what Latifa had done to her filled Patunasankus with rage. Her searching, provocative glare made Shatina feel a chill.Chapter
"…So scary, don't eat me! I'm past the age of being a child, my meat is tough and rotten, not tasty at all!" Shatina crouched down and covered her head.Chapter
Patunasankus glanced at her head and thought regretfully that evil dragons had no appetite for fools.Chapter
Her mother had told her not to eat idiots—it would damage her brain if she ate too many.Chapter
"Alright, shouldn't we head back now?"Chapter
"Back? To the original booth?"Chapter
"..."Chapter
Remembering Shatina's boldness when bidding against Liulan earlier, and considering Liulan's meticulous and unforgiving nature, Patunasankus instantly abandoned the idea.Chapter
In this world, aside from those capable of telling incomprehensibly dry jokes, no one who offended Liulan could escape the fate of becoming an ice sculpture.Chapter
Returning directly to the booth was clearly a terrible idea.Chapter
It would be better to find another corner to hide in for a while.Chapter
After all, there was a chance Liulan might leave right after she finished her business.Chapter
Patunasankus couldn't think of anything besides the Princess that could hold Liulan's interest.Chapter
"Wait…" Patunasankus suddenly remembered she had forgotten someone.Chapter
"Is Loranhir still in the booth?"Chapter
"Yes, why do you ask?" Shatina replied.Chapter
"Hero, may you fare well on your own," Patunasankus closed her eyes in feigned sorrow, silently clasping her hands together.Chapter
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"Tch, suddenly feeling inexplicably annoyed…"Chapter
Liulan shuddered, her whole body overcome with chills and discomfort. She slammed the armrest of her seat forcefully, her tone icy cold.Chapter
For a moment, she had the illusion that something she had once greatly admired, something she had placed on a high pedestal but never dared to touch, had been tainted by someone.Chapter
Let's call this illusion the evil dragon's sixth sense.Chapter
Liulan couldn't explain the source of this emotion.ChapterChapterCaught between anger and aloofness, between outsiders and close friends, humble yet never noble, in a peculiar conflict, troubling herself.Chapter
Apart from feeling a hundred kinds of irritation, her disordered emotions were mixed with a trace of jealousy.Chapter
So for a moment, she couldn't quite describe what she was feeling inside.Chapter
But in any case, she was very unhappy.Chapter
A bone-chilling cold gradually permeated the air, and Loranhir shivered.Chapter
Loranhir didn't know what had suddenly come over this person. She had stopped talking and just sat there with her eyes lowered, the simple red leather high-backed chair making her look like a queen presiding over a court.Chapter
But Loranhir knew she was definitely angry.Chapter
Don't ask how—it was just that her Princess looked exactly the same when angry: sullen, silent, waiting for some unlucky soul to cross her path.Chapter
If given a choice, Loranhir would never want to be that unlucky soul who provoked this person's wrath.Chapter
Such a baffling individual.Chapter
First, she arrived for no apparent reason, then sat down unreasonably, and now she was sulking inexplicably.Chapter
But a strong intuition told her that if she chose to turn and leave directly, she would immediately incur wrath, and then disaster would follow.Chapter
If she did nothing, well, doing nothing would eventually lead to disaster too.Chapter
This sent a shiver down Loranhir's spine.Chapter
"Could this person be a princess from somewhere too?" Loranhir unconsciously rubbed her hands and blew on them.Chapter
Liulan's demeanor seemed to her exactly like that of a princess.Chapter
And when it came to handling matters involving a princess, Loranhir had plenty of experience.Chapter
"Think, if she were a princess, what would she be thinking right now? What would she do?"Chapter
Loranhir decided to take the plunge.Chapter
If it were the Princess, when she was sulking and unhappy, she would...Chapter
Would she want to tell a corny joke?Chapter
Heaven knows why the Princess would want to do that.Chapter
"Anyway, I'm waiting for someone too, and I'm bored. How about I give you a riddle?" Loranhir broke the silence with a suggestion.Chapter
"A riddle?" Liulan's expression remained blank, her icy gaze looking at her as if she were an insect. "What riddle?"Chapter
"A simple riddle. It's about me, with the answer being a raw steak stored in an icehouse. So, what should the answer be?" Loranhir briefly recounted a corny joke Patunasankus had once told her.Chapter
"Me and a raw steak?" Liulan was taken aback. Her expression shifted, and she almost instantly came up with the answer. "The answer is we're both uncooked and waiting to be fried, right?"Chapter
"…Huh? You guessed it so quickly? You've got good taste, kid," Liulan said.Chapter
Loranhir actually detected a note of appreciation in her words.Chapter
"?"Chapter
"This is one of my favorite riddles to chatter about with my besties. It's a really fun riddle, right, right?"Chapter
Liulan suddenly perked up. Her sulk had come quickly and left just as fast. The whole dragon was delighted.Chapter
For no other reason than she distinctly remembered this was one of the riddles she had repeatedly shared with Patunasankus.ChapterChapterHer friend would always silently listen to Liulan's riddles without uttering a word, while Liulan perpetually saw her profile, sitting with her back to the light on the golden mountain slope across from her.Chapter
During these silences, the girl in Liulan's eyes would occasionally turn her head, letting her cascading hair sway with the movement. A few strands would gently fall onto her shoulders as she tilted her head, and she would smooth them back with pale, delicate fingers.Chapter
The beauty of that neck made Liulan's eternally frozen dragon heart feel as though it were burning.Chapter
"Now, I kind of like you," Liulan told her.Chapter
"Huh... like?" Loranhir was taken aback.Chapter
The capriciousness common among evil dragons left Loranhir utterly bewildered.Chapter
Whenever she encountered strange women outside, she couldn't help but recall the gentle and considerate nature of the Princess.Chapter
Loranhir sighed.Chapter
Your Highness, at least when it comes to bad jokes, this one would definitely get along with you...Chapter
Whether it was due to shared quirks or the influence of bad company, she couldn't tell.Chapter
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"Actually, I've had a question from the start, miss. What brings you here?" Once the atmosphere had finally eased, Loranhir began to ask Liulan about her purpose for coming.Chapter
"Just wanted to see a blockhead," Liulan murmured, suddenly misunderstanding the intent.Chapter
"An old friend?" Loranhir was puzzled, confused. "Which old friend?"Chapter
"What's that thing hanging at your waist? It looks oddly exquisite."Chapter
Liulan pointed at Loranhir, unceremoniously changing the subject.Chapter
"Oh, you mean this fire po—" Loranhir started to say instinctively, but caught herself and shook her head. "This is the best sword from our village. I just haven't figured out how to unsheathe it yet."Chapter
"Here, let me see." Without waiting for permission, Liulan reached out her hand. Having collected many treasures, the Princess had developed a wide range of interests and wanted to touch everything she saw.Chapter
After all, it was just a fire poker. Loranhir didn't mind if someone handled the holy sword a bit, so she handed it over without hesitation.Chapter
"I see, I see. This sword is indeed quite interesting." Liulan stroked the scabbard and nodded as if she understood, though not entirely.Chapter
"Do you know what's up with this sword?!" Loranhir grew excited.Chapter
Liulan shook her head pretentiously.Chapter
"You're not worthy, you're not worthy."Chapter
"…"Chapter
Loranhir's expression was as if she had just taken a bite of an authentic goblin trend takeout.Chapter
"At least not now." Liulan returned the holy sword to Loranhir, wagging her index finger. "The scabbard is quite sturdy, kid. You could use it as a blunt weapon without any problem."Chapter
"…Kid." Loranhir pouted. She didn't think the other was much older than her; by age, she seemed about the same as the Princess.Chapter
"Don't be discouraged. At least I quite like you, kid. I'll give you a reward as an investment in a rare specimen. Even though I don't know where your witch is, that won't stop me from forcing a gift on you."Chapter
Liulan stood up, locking eyes directly with Loranhir.Chapter
"When the time comes, chant my name."Chapter
"Ah..."ChapterChapterBefore Liulan's words had fully faded, a wave of frigid, dry air tightly enveloped Loranhir's body, penetrating all the way to her throat, making her nose itch and momentarily robbing her of breath.Chapter
Loranhir faintly discerned the name spoken by the other party, yet failed to fully commit it to memory.