The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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She used to take a bath and soak her feet.

I've been taking a bath every morning lately.

After washing every part of her body thoroughly, Fiona dried herself off with satisfaction, put on her black bodysuit and maid outfit, checked herself in the mirror to make sure everything was alright, and then went out.

She now lives on the second floor of the main castle. The room is large and is her private maid's quarters. It has a balcony, a bathroom, and a small bed that looks a bit out of place.

The doors and windows were made of wood and could only provide basic shelter; they were far from aesthetically pleasing.

But there's nothing we can do about it. The Misty Forest is fraught with danger, and those towering trees that several people can't wrap their arms around can only be found there.

We can only start logging after we've cleared out the alien races on the outskirts of the Misty Forest.

Only in this way can the furniture, doors, and windows gradually be put in place.

Otherwise, you'll only have a magnificent and luxurious castle, but no corresponding furniture or doors and windows.

Tread-tap-

Fiona's shoes clicked as she stepped onto the ground, making a crisp sound, and she entered the first room on the second floor.

That jerk of an owner, he must still be sleeping in!

She didn't knock on the door, but instead pushed it open and tiptoed inside.

As expected, Ron was lying in the blankets, with only his head showing.

Autumn has officially arrived, and the nights are quite cold, to the point where you need to cover yourself with a blanket to sleep.

That jerk of a master! He's still sleeping, as expected. He always bullies his master; now it's the maid's turn!

Thinking of this, Fiona pursed her pink lips and revealed a sly smile.

Then, she took long strides forward and gently placed her round, pert buttocks on the edge of the bed.

That jerk of a master must be having some weird dream~

Damn owner, you always bully me!

Chapter 116 The Scumbag Maid Who Was Fed! Heading to the Sea Mouth to Investigate!

Inside the castle in the swamp territory, in a room, Fiona's face was flushed.

As usual, Ron had an incredibly vivid dream while he was asleep.

I dreamt of my own maid, and she started doing the opposite of what I wanted, doing what she liked.

This sense of realism made him feel like he wasn't dreaming, but rather that it was actually happening.

Ron then began to gather illusory power, gradually regaining his senses.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Fiona dressed in a maid outfit, smoothing out her skirt, her round, pert buttocks, encased in black pantyhose, gently placed on the edge of the bed.

A faint blush spread across her fair cheeks, as if she had just experienced something, and she looked charming and beautiful in the morning light streaming through the window.

"The worst kind of master is one who stares at the maid with weird looks first thing in the morning."

When the man looked over, Fiona frowned and showed a look of disgust.

"Damn master, you must have had some weird dream again, that's why you're looking at the maid like that."

That bastard Ron, he's probably thinking something weird again.

But how could I possibly do those things? It's all fake~~~

"I haven't even said anything, you're just admitting it yourself."

Although Ron said that, he was secretly pleased because waking up this way every morning was quite nice.

Although he was completely bewildered when he woke up, he didn't dislike it.

Moreover, he had no intention of exposing his maid's actions.

The reason is simple: some things are bad once they're exposed.

It's better to turn a blind eye.

"The maid didn't confess without being asked. How could she not know what her bastard master was thinking?"

Fiona pouted and crossed her arms in front of her chest;

"Master is a lewd bastard who only knows how to be lewd. He must have been thinking about those things as soon as he woke up, especially when he saw his maid. He must have wanted to pounce on her and do some strange things."

That jerk of an owner, he must be thinking about this kind of thing every day~

How could we let him succeed so easily?

"If I wanted to pounce, I would have done it already."

Ron sat up and wrapped his arms around the maid's slender waist.

"But it's not too late to take action now."

As Ron drew closer, he could smell a faint fragrance emanating from the other person—the scent of lilies, refreshing and delightful.

It is a place that people linger and enjoy.

"You bastard master, all you do is hit the maids!"

Although Fiona knew she would be embraced by a man, for some reason she didn't leave beforehand and didn't move her round, pert buttocks away.

She sat on the edge of the bed without any warning.

"You know that, but you still won't leave. So you like it this way and want me to treat you harshly, huh?"

Ron brought his face close to Fiona's ear, lowered his voice, and spoke softly.

"No, I would never like being treated like this by that bastard master. The maid just saw that the master was sexually frustrated early in the morning and wanted to help him. Otherwise, he would have started to take advantage of the demi-human women again when we went out later."

Fiona slightly raised her chin, looking at the man behind her with an expression of looking at scumbag;

"After all, I am your personal maid. It is a maid's duty to keep her master physically and mentally healthy and maintain a good mindset and mood."

That bastard Ron, what weird stuff he's saying.

How could I possibly like this kind of thing? I absolutely hate it!

"So how do you want to help me solve this?"

At this, Ron was no longer sleepy and immediately became energetic and enthusiastic.

"At most, I'll just give my feet to my master~"

At this point, Fiona's heart was pounding wildly.

Her pink toes, encased in black pantyhose, twitched restlessly, as if worried about being devoured by a thief.

Damn owner, I knew it would turn out like this.

Never wake your owner up like that again!

"Never mind, it's so early today, I won't trouble you. I'll make you some breakfast instead."

Ron is very considerate of his subordinates. In order not to make his maid work hard in the morning, he decided to make breakfast for her himself.

It just so happens that during this period, he felt that his cooking skills had improved.

He always wanted to show off his skills and let the maids taste what he made.

Seeing her eat happily and enjoy her meal filled Ron with immense satisfaction.

Nothing is more gratifying than genuine praise from diners.

This is what a chef most hopes to see.

"How dare my awful master say such a thing when his cooking is so awful? This maid won't accept it!"

Upon hearing this, Fiona trembled, covering her mouth and daring not to say another word...

Ron is a shameless bastard, I don't want to eat his food.

“I know you really want to eat what I make, but you’re just too shy. Come on, Fiona, face your heart.”

"Ugh~ That bastard Ron~"

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The exploration in the far north has been going on for about twenty days.

The lords, large and small, have largely completed the construction of their territories.

Of course, only Ron's territory was luxurious and best-built. Not only did he plant five hundred acres of wheat, but he also dug irrigation canals from the mountains to bring in spring water.

Within his territory, a magnificent castle comparable to that of an earldom was built, which would absolutely astound any other lord who saw it.

Because everyone knows that the construction of a castle is extremely complex, and castles several times smaller than this one would take at least six months to complete.

But Ron only took three or four days, thanks to O'Ville's powerful abilities.

Transforming soil directly into hard marble, while requiring some effort, was surprisingly quick overall.

In the past twenty-odd days, apart from the deaths of some nobles, no major conflicts have occurred.

Because everyone is focused on building up their territories, the real battle will only begin once the territories are well-developed and fortified.....