Nowadays, wealth has long beco an external matter for evil dragons—neither actively pursued nor particularly cared about. Under current trends, thousands of pounds of gold are less valuable than a single eyelash of a top-ranked princess.Chapter
Except for remote areas with little contact with dragon society, most dragons only retain the habit of using treasure as bedding.Chapter
Patunasankus was naturally no exception.Chapter
The dust-covered treasures in her lair were already beyond counting, so lending a small portion to a few fools in urgent need wasn’t a big issue.Chapter
The only problem was finding a legitimate reason to openly provide this money.Chapter
"In that case, please demonstrate your paynt ability, miss," the accountant said to Patunasankus with a smile.Chapter
Patunasankus pondered.Chapter
How about using the excuse of a princess’s dowry?Chapter
Simple and straightforward.Chapter
No, that just sounded too bizarre.Chapter
How did her mind even co up with such a reason?Chapter
Patunasankus spun around in thought. Lately, she felt her way of thinking was becoming increasingly erratic and frivolous, which wasn’t normal.Chapter
It must be because of those two fools and jesters, Loranhir and Shatina.Chapter
She had unconsciously been infected by them.Chapter
Yes, that was the reason—nothing else.Chapter
"Miss, you’re not like , pretending to be rich while actually being a pauper, are you?" Shatina whispered into Patunasankus’s ear. "Let’s just rob the rich to help the poor. We’ll call Loranhir later and go on a rampage."Chapter
"Who’s a pauper?" Patunasankus glared at Shatina discontentedly. The gold coins in her lair were enough for her to swim in.Chapter
The crisp sound of heels tapping the floor echoed pleasantly.Chapter
Soone spoke from behind.Chapter
"I’ll cover this lady’s bill."Chapter
Patunasankus turned around. Saintess Celia, whom she had t only briefly not long ago, stood just a foot away. Her pupils were icy, lacking the liveliness and shyness from their earlier encounter. Her gaze seed sowhat alluring yet carried a strange, murderous aura.Chapter
Patunasankus felt the other’s peculiar puppet-like sensation growing stronger.Chapter
"Wow, where did this rich lady co from?" Shatina hopped back a step, blurting out. "No, beware of fire, thieves, and rich ladies—sothing’s definitely fishy."Chapter
"Miss, are you offering to pay the bill yourself?" the accountant asked.Chapter
"Of course not with my money," Celia shook her finger.Chapter
"Aren’t there plenty of royal assets in Taurant? Isn’t that right?" She smiled at Patunasankus’s veiled face, deliberately drawing out the last part. "My dear... Princess?"Chapter
"…Princess?" Shatina murmured, staring at Patunasankus. "More and more new faces, each with a bigger background than the last. This one too. Sothing feels very off."Chapter
"But why does she know so much about the royal assets?" Shatina fell silent for a mont, her expression grave, as if pondering sothing extrely serious.Chapter
It was rare for Patunasankus to see her so stern.Chapter
After another mont, Shatina slowly looked up, her face solemn.ChapterChapterJust as Patunasankus thought she could offer so valuable insights.Chapter
"Your Highness, may I marry into your family?" Shatina said.Chapter
"Get lost," Patunasankus replied directly.Chapter
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"Then, with this, her outstanding debts are settled," Celia announced to those around her. "Could everyone please step out now? I'd like to speak with her alone."Chapter
"If anything happens, I'll be waiting right outside," Shatina said to Patunasankus, making a fist. "If sothing seems off, just shout the code word for harassnt, and I'll charge in imdiately."Chapter
"…What on earth goes through your mind day after day?" Patunasankus covered her face.Chapter
"Of course, I'm thinking about marrying into your family," Shatina declared resolutely.Chapter
"A princess, a living, breathing princess!"Chapter
"Wow, wow, I've got inspiration! I'll start writing right away and publish a few books like
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