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

Sophia was still choosing her chicken skewers. The way the little dragon made these chicken skewers was new to her, as were these seasonings—so rich.

Some of the seasonings' ingredients were familiar to her. They were magic potions.

She never thought that magic potions could also be used as seasonings. It turns out that turning magic potions into seasonings indeed made the food taste better.

Huh?

The tentacles the little dragon used to make the octopus balls... didn't seem like ordinary sea beast tentacles. Moreover, Saint Blue wasn't a coastal duchy, but an inland one. Where did the sea beast's legs... come from?

Black Dragon...

Sophia thought of the Black Dragon. The Black Dragon, having no fixed abode, roamed around the Human World. The sea beast's legs the little dragon was cooking must have been gifted to the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor after the Black Dragon had killed a sea beast, for the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor to enjoy.

There are the coastal seas and the deep seas.

The Mermaid Kingdom is in the coastal seas.

The princess of the Mermaid Kingdom can command all sea beasts in the coastal seas, but not the deep sea beasts.

Deep sea beasts only obey the Deep Sea Sirens.

And in the deep sea, the most terrifying is the Deep Sea Giant Monster. The legendary Deep Sea Giant Monsters... are bigger than the Pureblood Dragons, and their abilities are extremely bizarre. Some Deep Sea Giant Monsters can even make contact directly across the coastal seas with the various races dwelling on the continent.

Disordered and dark cults all over the world worship so-called "gods," and some of them are Deep Sea Giant Monsters.

Such dark cults are the targets of purging by the major temples, and evil forces besieged by the major kingdoms and empires.

The Kings and Emperors of the Human World allow the major temples to build temples within the empire and proselytize largely to prevent the nation's people from being misled, seduced by dark and evil cultists, and becoming heretics.

The Black Dragon could appear in the coastal seas, but she wasn't sure if it had been to the deep seas, considering the sea beast's leg had been processed, and it was hard for her to judge.

The meat quality was excellent; the sea beast's strength definitely couldn't be too low.

The Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor, transformed into the Black Dragon, could defeat the Golden Giant Dragon Austin and Erinna, which implies that the Black Dragon's strength is roughly the same as the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor's; it's quite normal that it could kill a sea beast with a strength not much less than that of the Pureblood Dragons.

Tonight, when she saw the Black Dragon, she would first gauge its capabilities to see just how strong it has become.

Whether it was worth using her hidden abilities or not.

"You said you would set up a stall with me, but there you sit, eating and drinking. At this rate, by the time I finish setting up the stall, you won't have any sense of experience at all."

"No problem, no problem. I might as well experience being a guest of His Highness the little dragon first, then it won't be too late to experience setting up a stall. Mmm, mmm... bring me another fifty skewers of chicken."

"???"

Fifty skewers of chicken—you might as well just eat up all the chicken skewers I've made.

Including the chicken skewer ingredients, that would only add up to a few hundred skewers; if I gave fifty more to Sophia, there wouldn't be much left.

"Pay me, and get them yourself."

"All right, all right. But remember my two bowls of octopus balls."

Sophia set a good example, and it wasn't long before quite a few patrons appeared in front of the young dragon's RV, including adventurers, residents of Saint Blue City, and some children with their pocket money, buying food and drinks.

For the children, the young dragon would conditionally give an extra skewer of chicken.

As for the adventurers, sometimes they couldn't pay the bill or didn't want to pay with money. They would trade the game they had caught on their adventures as a debt payment.

The young dragon didn't reject this type of trade. She would take the game given by the adventurers and have the Evil Dragon cook it for her.

The young dragon got busy.

After eating her fill, Sophia put on an apron, donned a chef's hat, and entered the food trailer to assist the young dragon.

She couldn't cook, but she could handle collecting money, handing out food, or packaging food for the customers.

The little dragon's business was booming. The food simply sold itself. She thought it would take until nightfall to sell all the prepared food, but in less than three hours, all the food in the trailer was sold out.

Besides selling food, the little dragon also sold magic potions.

The adventurers and guild members of Saint Blue City seemed quite trusting of the magic potions from the young dragon's trailer. They didn't even inquire about the prices of the magic potions, let alone bargain. Whatever the price was marked in Gold Coins, they would just pay it straight to the little dragon.

Just from the earnings of the magic potions, there was nearly two hundred Gold Coins.

Adding the chicken skewers and various barbecued items, Sophia calculated that His Highness the little dragon had earned over three hundred Gold Coins in less than five hours.

No wonder she could afford to give Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor thirty Gold Coins. It turned out her rate of making money was faster than spending.

The little dragon sustained herself by setting up stalls to make money.

If she weren't the Saintess from the War God Holy Mountain, what could she live on?

Seems like... she could only live as an adventurer.

"No more ingredients now, everyone please disperse."

"Your Highness the little dragon, next time you need a hand, let me know. I'll get my girl to come and help you out."

"Right, right, right, Your Highness the little dragon, let our Adventurers' Guild members handle tough tasks like moving the food cart, for free. After all, the magic potions you sell to us are fairly priced.

Your magic potions are incredibly effective. To use your words, they're great value for money. Of course, it would be better if the side effects were less."

A strapping man with a rabbit tail and rabbit ears chuckled sheepishly as he stroked his furry tail. He wasn't a Rabbit-man.

He was a human, and the reason he grew a rabbit tail and ears was due to the side effects of drinking the magic potion sold by His Highness the little dragon, which would disappear after some time.