The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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They couldn't accept their partner being in danger; if something really happened to Philia, they didn't dare to think about what the future would hold.

However, Ron stopped him. He promised to save them, but not now, because the timing wasn't right.

Ron deliberately walked to the watchtower on the mountain, only leading his team back from a position where they could see it.

"Master, what are you thinking? Why not choose to attack Wilson Gray's territory directly and see if they have captured Philia?"

Fiona felt that the enemy was already at her doorstep today, and would invade her territory tomorrow.

If we don't act now, things will likely be even more difficult in the future.

And it's a good opportunity to go see where Fria is and rescue her.

"Offensive attacks are too costly now, it's unnecessary."

The maid only needs to consider one aspect, while Ron has to consider many more.

We must not only win, but win decisively and minimize our losses.

"But if this drags on, won't Phyllis be in even more danger?"

Fiona still felt that ignoring the demi-human girl's actions was not a good idea, and that attacking was the best option now.

"It's okay, I believe her."

After spending time together, Ron realized that Phyllis was not a brainless dragon.

I wouldn't do something like charging towards hundreds of enemies.

Even so, after awakening a stronger bloodline on the verge of death, she can incinerate her enemies.

Having awakened a stronger bloodline, Fria not only grows wings but also controls flames more freely.

The temperature of the flames will also soar to terrifying levels.

When she awakens her bloodline again, during battle, Fria can cover her entire body with scales. At this stage, she has almost no weaknesses, and low-ranking professionals cannot even break through her scale defense.

Even if hit by a high-ranking professional, the scales can defend against most of the damage.

Upon awakening her bloodline for the last time, Fria will completely transform into the Red Dragon Queen, capable of becoming a dragon at any time.

It will attack in the form of a giant dragon, soaring through the sky and spewing dragon flames.

Just thinking about it made Ron's scalp tingle.

If it weren't for some serious problem, I would never have let Philia be on the verge of death.

Because then he wouldn't be able to control the little dragon, and it would be even more difficult to control it if it turned into a giant dragon.

However, if he can tame her properly, Ron will become a true dragon knight...

Upon arriving in the territory, the people, unaware of what had happened, cheered excitedly upon seeing their lord return safely.

Even if no battle took place, the enemy was intimidated by the lord and chose to flee.

"Everyone, tidy up, we'll eat right away."

Ron glanced at the forlorn-looking dragon girl beside him and casually gave her an order.

It wasn't that he didn't want to offer comfort, but at this moment, any words would seem pale and powerless.

Only by going to rescue them and finding Fria can they be at ease.

"My lord, Lucia doesn't like you anymore~"

Seeing how indifferent the man was, even thinking about eating at a time like this, Lucia stamped her foot in frustration, her eyes filled with sorrow.

I'll never like a lord like that again!

Lucia burst into tears, overwhelmed by her friend's anxiety and the man's heartlessness.

She cried so hard, squatting on the ground, hugging her tail, letting her tears slide down her cheeks and onto the ground.

"Lucia~"

O'Ville was already feeling a bit down, and seeing her friend cry made her want to cry too.

However, tears welled up in her eyes, but she held them back from crying.

Because she knew that tears would be useless at this moment.

Ron wanted to say, "Great, we can save on meat at lunchtime," but he didn't say it.

After all, they are already heartbroken, and if they are further upset, it would be really inhumane.

After removing his armor and taking a comfortable bath, Ron went downstairs.

All the women were sitting on the sofa.

The demi-human women sat on a sofa, while Lucia lay on O'Ville's lap, her eyes red, clearly having just cried.

Shemel and her daughter Muses hung their heads, seemingly still unable to accept this outcome.

Fiona and Lilith were sitting together. Upon seeing the man get down, she quickly stood up.

"Master, lunch is ready."

Although his movements were the same, his expression was clearly unpleasant, as if he was hiding something.

"Little dragons, little wolves, lunch is served."

Ron glanced at the demi-human women on the sofa, smiled, and then strode into the dining room.

He wasn't actually doing nothing; he had already come up with a plan while he was taking a shower.

That is to have a group of demi-human girls with excellent night vision lead the way and launch a night raid on Wilson Gray's territory under the cover of darkness.

We set off at dusk, and by the time we reached the valley, it was already late at night. We let the team rest for half an hour to recover their strength, eat some dry rations, and drink some water before launching the night raid.

After all, apart from patrol personnel, most people are asleep at night.

If executed properly, it can catch the enemy off guard, thus greatly reducing casualties.

There's also the uncertain factor of Philia. Ron guesses she's probably hiding somewhere, and he might run into her on this trip.

As for danger, it always only happens to other people...

"The enemy has come knocking on our door, and Fria's fate is unknown, yet this bastard master is leisurely eating."

Seeing the man beside her so calm and composed, Fiona felt very frustrated.

Because she felt that at this time, they should formulate a good battle plan and then fight the Wilson family to the death.

What's the point of waiting like this?

"If you don't eat your fill, where will you get the strength to fight the enemy?"

Ron turned his head to the side, put a piece of venison in his mouth, and savored it, looking nothing like someone caught up in the war.

He was so calm because he had everything under control.

Victory is inevitable; the question is how to win in a more spectacular way.

Of course, Ron's personality is like that too; he remains calm even when Mount Tai collapses.

Even when faced with the biggest crisis or the most urgent matter, one can remain calm and composed.

"But I always feel like my master doesn't care."

Fiona felt inexplicably worried. If she were in danger, would the man beside her be the same, completely indifferent?

That bastard Ron, it'll definitely be like that~

After all, her existence was insignificant in his eyes; she was just a maid. Any other woman would have been the same...

"What matters is not on the surface, but in the heart."

It would be a lie to say I don't care at all. After all, I've had this pet for so long, I've developed some attachment to it, and I would look for it if it got lost.

Not to mention the dragon girl that was bought at a high price.

However, Ron wasn't worried that Fria would get lost, since Ovira and Lucia were still in the territory, so she couldn't possibly disappear.

As for safety, the possibility of him dying suddenly is greater than that of Philia.

"My lord, let O'Ville and me leave. We'll go and rescue Fria ourselves."

Lucia at the dinner table today seemed to have lost interest in the food. She only ate a few bites before feeling unwell and unable to eat any more.

Grilled meat that's sizzling and dripping with oil loses all its flavor and tastes like chewing wax.

"Have a good lunch. I'll take you to the rescue tonight."

Ron felt it was about time to reveal the plan, since it wasn't a good idea to keep them anxious like this.

"But, but it's too late at night, I'm afraid Philia might be in danger."

Lucia felt that every minute she delayed in rescuing her would increase the danger to Fria.

Worried about her companion's safety, she wished she could grow wings and fly over herself.

"Going now would mean a direct confrontation with the enemy, which would result in even greater casualties."

After weighing the pros and cons, Ron decided to choose the safer option of a night raid.

After all, I am not like them, only thinking about rescuing my companions. As a lord and a monarch, I must not act impulsively.

Whatever you do, you must consider all aspects carefully.