The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"Is this how a maid wakes her master up?"

Ron brought the maid to him, pressed his face against hers, and fully enjoyed her plumpness.

I have to say, my own maid's peaches are really amazing. It would be wonderful to sleep with them in the future.

Of course, it's also top-notch for other uses.

"You bastard master, let the maid leave right now! Don't stick your face up to me and do weird things!"

When the man approached, Fiona's delicate body trembled immediately, and her heart pounded wildly.

That bastard Ron, he must have wanted to do this to me for a long time.

If it were that maid outfit that the dragon girl wore, and it were pasted on like this...

Thinking of this, Fiona bit her pink lips, a faint blush spreading across her face.

"What do you mean by strange? This is a proper hug."

Ron gently rubbed his face against the glass, fully savoring the wonderful moment.

I have to say, it felt really nice to have a maid wash my face first thing in the morning.

"What decent person would hug like that, you jerk of a master~"

Fiona twisted her slender waist, then sat down abruptly with her buttocks raised, using the rebound force to break free and get away from that hateful face.

"A master who's lewd towards his maid first thing in the morning is the most disgusting~"

Fiona moved a little further away, and looking at the man's expression, it was as if she were looking at a scumbag.

“Master, get up quickly! We should leave as soon as we finish breakfast. Today is the day we are supposed to arrive at the settlement, but you are still sleeping in.”

After saying this, she turned and left the tent, heading towards the restaurant.

After enjoying the wonderful fragrance of lilies, Ron got out of bed comfortably, washed up, changed into clean clothes, and left the tent.

The sweltering air suddenly became refreshing, and the warm sunshine felt wonderful on my skin.

The temperature difference between day and night is huge in the far north, with daytime temperatures in the twenties and nighttime temperatures below ten degrees Celsius, and this is before the onset of winter.

When the dead of winter arrives, the nighttime temperature drops to tens of degrees below zero. That's when it's truly freezing cold. Without warm cotton clothing, you definitely won't survive the winter.

“Young Master Ron, a twelve-meter-long man-eating python approached our territory last night, but it has been killed by the knights.”

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, Yarman, who had been keeping watch outside all night, respectfully reported on the situation of the previous night.

"Apart from that, everything is normal!"

“Well done, Yarman. You take the knights to dinner. We’ll depart for the swamp in thirty minutes.”

Just as Ron had predicted, there were man-eating pythons and swamp crocodiles in the swamp. If they had camped near the swamp last night, it would probably have caused quite a commotion.

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the order, Yarman respectfully gave a knightly salute and turned to walk towards the knight camp.

Ron went to the restaurant and dined with the maid Lilith and the demi-human girls.

As always, the maid liked to say strange things. Lucia had a strong appetite and was enjoying the grilled meat with gusto.

Ron ate while pondering his journey to the swamp.

It's still 30 kilometers from here to the actual pioneering grounds, a journey that would normally take half a day by land.

But this was a dangerous, muddy swamp where the carriage could easily get stuck in the mud or encounter some unexpected danger.

We probably won't reach the settlement until evening.

We'll have the knights scout ahead and find a road that the carriage can travel on.

The Thousand-Mile Swamp is not a single, enormous swamp; it includes hills, lakes, bays, and rivers.

However, the area is mostly swampy with almost no place to set foot, which is why no lord is willing to choose to develop such a place.

The first carriage should ideally not carry any people; instead, load it with stones and wooden stakes to test the ground's bearing capacity.

Meanwhile, he and the demi-human women sat in the second carriage. If a landslide occurred ahead, Lucia would use her ability to pump out the water, and O'Ville would harden the mud, allowing the caravan to pass smoothly.

With them around, the journey to the swamp territory will be much smoother.

Ron, with his eyes fixed on O'Ville, felt as if he had found a treasure.

Noticing the man's gaze, O'Ville felt extremely uncomfortable and could only pretend not to notice, burying her head in her food...

The lord has been staring at me all morning; is he implying something?

Or perhaps she had already decided that once they arrived at the pioneering area, she would take Lucia's place...

Gumbling—

Thinking this, O'Ville swallowed a mouthful of dragon saliva, her tail swaying back and forth, as if anticipating something to happen...

"You bastard master! After making love to the maid first thing in the morning, you're still staring at the dragon girl's body. Your desires really have nowhere to go~"

After noticing Ron staring at O'Ville, Fiona made a disgusted comment.

That bastard Ron! He already has a maid, he's even kissed me, and he's still thinking about that dragon girl...

"If I borrow your mouth, won't that solve the problem?"

Ron didn't indulge her, and looked at his maid with a wicked grin.

Once the wheat field is cleared, she'll be in for a rough time. She can only be arrogant for a couple more days.

We'll go in and see for ourselves just how stubborn she really is...

"I would never lend my mouth to that bastard master; he'd definitely use it for weird things~"

Upon hearing the man's words, Fiona's throat involuntarily contracted, as if she were worried about something happening...

I won't let that bastard owner do whatever he wants!

"Master, you can just dream about it. After all, it's impossible to clear hundreds of acres of wheat fields in three days."

Fiona remained convinced that something so illogical could never succeed.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if I agree, since this is an absolutely impossible task.

"You'll find out soon enough whether it's just wishful thinking or not."

When O'Ville uses her ability to manipulate sand, even if Fiona is stupid, she'll definitely know that it can be used to cultivate wheat fields.

O'Ville's abilities, when used for pioneering, are practically superhuman.

It's even more exaggerated than the speed at which a thousand people can develop simultaneously!

"The master spoke so seriously that the maid almost believed him."

Fiona admitted that she had been intimidated by Ron's serious look, but then she thought it was impossible.

Even if I succeed, I'll just satisfy my bastard master.

Anyway, he'd force me to do this sooner or later...

She hoped the wheat field would be cleared within three days, as this would greatly benefit the development of the territory.

"You're being stubborn. Just you wait and see."

After eating and drinking his fill, Ron wiped his mouth, already looking forward to seeing his maid's expression after seeing Ovelle's abilities.

It's going to be amazing!

"That maid is just waiting to see her master make a fool of himself..."

And so, breakfast ended in a joyful atmosphere.

Yesterday, Muses was quite shy, but after spending some time with Lucia, he became much more cheerful and was no longer as timid as he was at the beginning.

However, when facing Ron, it still habitually lowers its head and droops its tail.

This is a behavior that wolves exhibit when they show fear, vigilance, or submission.

Her mother, Shemier, behaved relatively normally, with little emotional fluctuation.

Of course, if Ron says something strange, that's another story.

After dinner, they began to break camp and gather supplies, and the line quickly formed a long queue.

Without any prompting, the serfs quickly followed the group, with no one falling behind or dragging their feet.

Soon, the group arrived at the edge of the swamp. Many people were seeing such a vast scene for the first time. It seemed to have no boundaries, and beyond the sky was still a muddy swamp covered with weeds.

"Yalman, send fifteen knights to dismount and scout ahead to find a road that the carriage can pass through."

After the caravan stopped, Ron lifted the curtain and gave an order to the knight commander beside him.

The terrain of the swamp is very complex, and you can easily get stuck in the mud if you are not careful. It is okay to walk alone, but if you are on horseback, you may get stuck in the mud in an instant.

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the order, Yarman immediately began to act; if he were told to send a dozen knights, his brain wouldn't be able to process it.

However, once the numbers were precise, things became much easier, and knights were quickly selected to scout ahead.

Soon, the caravan continued on its way, with fifteen knights leading the way and a wagon loaded with timber following in second place.

Ron's original plan was to pack some stones, but there were no stones at all in this desolate swamp, so he used wood instead, which could be used to start a fire after being transported to the territory.