The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Although Ron was flexible and adaptable, he still found it difficult to yield to such humiliation.

This is Philia becoming less and less like a dragon...

Once I become stronger, I'll definitely beat her to a pulp.

"Of course, if the dog is obedient enough, it can also get a reward."

Phyllis licked her lips and smiled charmingly:

"I know dogs love to lick things, so I'll wash my feet clean beforehand."

For some reason, she now really enjoys teasing the man in front of her.

She gets immense satisfaction from watching the other person's emotions rise and fall because of her.

"Who do you think I am?"

Ron frowned, his face showing anger.

"Just say whether you agree or not."

Philia showed no sign of backing down and insisted on making him act like a dog.

"promise."

Ron nodded, actually feeling that being a dog wasn't so bad, after all, the future Red Dragon Queen was standing in front of him.

So many people want to be her lackeys, but there's no way to do so.

"That's it."

Philia saw right through the man in front of her.

She felt that the other party was an extremely shameless man who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

After all, what wouldn't someone who's willing to act like a dog just to get someone to do something?

"If it weren't for the territory, for everyone's safety, do you think I would do this?"

"Then I take back what I said about giving you my foot."

"Cough cough, I admit I'm lusting after your feet, I deserve to die..."

"Disgusting humans, just as I thought..."

Chapter 129 The nobles of the Northern Alliance were stunned! Wilson Gray was dead?

Under the sunlight, in the valley, a knightly order of about a hundred men stood guard at the entrance of the valley.

The man at the front rode a black horse and wore a gleaming silver armor that shone brightly in the sunlight.

Coupled with that resolute gaze, he inspires awe.

The knights behind him stood in two rows, each with a solemn expression on their face.

Despite the enemy outnumbering them three to one, not a single person showed any fear as the knights drew ever closer.

Because after yesterday's battle, they are no longer new recruits, but warriors who have been tempered by war and bloodshed.

In the past, even if the number of enemies was the same, let alone several times that, I would feel inexplicably nervous.

After all, on the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes; a moment's carelessness could cost you your head.

"This is the enemy you were talking about?"

Looking at the lazy and disorganized knights opposite her, Fria felt that she could easily rout them with just one dragon charge.

There's no need for such a grand display.

This human wouldn't be begging me to help them just to be their dog, would they...?

Damn it....

If it were any other human, Fria wouldn't have such doubts, but with the man in front of her, she was almost certain that this was the case.

"This is only a small part of their group of knights. The entire Northern Alliance has at least three thousand knights, so it's best to avoid fighting if possible."

Ron turned his head and patiently explained to Fria, who was hiding behind the rock:

"Moreover, people die in battles, and if the casualties are too high, there will be fewer and fewer veterans."

This was Ron's concern; after all, he only had a hundred family knights under his command, and the loss of one meant one less.

In the future, only new recruits will join, not the knights that the Leonard family has nurtured since childhood.

This is why, when Ron was discovered by the enemy yesterday, he made the immediate decision to have Philia lure the enemy away.

Under normal circumstances, with Fria's strength, she would never be surrounded and could easily outmaneuver her enemies.

Unexpectedly, an accident occurred, ultimately leading to the awakening of her bloodline.

"I think you experienced the taste of death yesterday. Everyone has relatives, friends, and partners. When anyone dies, someone will be sad."

If given a choice, Ron wouldn't want a war, after all, everyone is born of a mother and father, and everyone has their own family and friends.

But caught in the maelstrom of this era, he had no choice but to take up the holy sword to defend peace.

"Damn it, I'm going to ravage you tonight and make you a dog."

Fria's fists and tail hardened. She never expected that the guy in front of her would dare to joke about what happened last night.

This is completely reopening old wounds.

"Fria, if I told you that I actually knew all along that you wouldn't die, would you believe me?"

Ron suddenly turned his head and said something meaningful.

He knew that, given the kind of person he was in the other person's eyes, they would probably never believe such a thing, even if they were beaten to death.

"You think I'd believe such nonsense?"

Filya rolled her eyes at the man with disgust; she would never believe such nonsense.

But for some reason, when I think about the man's illogical decision yesterday, it suddenly seems to make sense.

If he had known beforehand that he wouldn't die, there wouldn't have been any problem with making these decisions.

This is consistent with his usual style...

But how could he possibly know this beforehand? It must be an excuse he came up with today...

Humans, don't even think about fooling this dragon!!!

"You'll believe it later."

Ron knew that given Fria's personality, she would never believe such nonsense.

Especially when it comes out of your own mouth.

However, she will probably remember what she said today when she awakens her bloodline again.

"never."

There was no way Philia could believe such a thing; it was just too unbelievable.

But she had a vague feeling that something was wrong and wondered if it was true.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

Given this man's utterly shameless and unscrupulous nature, he must have known that he might have wild thoughts.

That's why I say such things; it affects my mood.

In fact, this could be seen as him paving the way for the next time he puts himself in danger.

These despicable humans deserve to die!

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As the knights of the Northern Alliance approached, they also noticed the knights in the valley.

"It seems Wilson Gray has prepared a welcoming ceremony for us."

Reynolds Luce, with his short flaxen hair, looked towards the valley ahead and waved, as if greeting someone.

"It seems that Baron Grey takes this battle very seriously."

Lucas Kim, who held ten Holy Knights in his hands, felt that something was amiss about this matter.

After all, the enemy was just the lowest-ranking noble. In his opinion, with Wilson Gray's strength, there was no need for him to do this now; he could have dealt with the enemy as soon as he entered the frontier.

Now they actually need at least 50 Holy Knights to support them.

There's a strange smell in it.

“That, that’s not the Wilson family flag….”

A sharp-eyed knight noticed that the flag was wrong when he was about a kilometer away from the valley.

Because the Wilson family crest is a sturdy shield.

The flags that appeared before them were like the sword in the stone, with only the hilt showing.

Upon hearing this, all eyes turned to the banner of the opposing knightly order.