The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Fiona pouted and gave the man a disdainful look.

Ron is really daring; how could I possibly like what he makes?

"Time to get down to business after the midnight snack."

Ron pulled Fiona up, put one arm around her slender waist and the other around her legs, and gently placed her on the sofa.

"You bastard master, this maid won't let your lewd master get away with it~"

At this moment, Fiona was extremely nervous, pursing her pink lips and turning her face to the side.

That bastard Ron, judging by his burning gaze, he's probably been waiting for this moment.

"Ron~"

"What's wrong?"

Ron looked at the maid whose face was full of tension and asked her gently.

I'm scared~

Fiona bit her lower lip, crossed her arms over her chest, and stared nervously at the man in front of her.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

"It's precisely because you're here that I'm afraid~"

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm not a tiger, I don't eat people~"

"Hmm~"

Chapter 136 Fiona couldn't hold on any longer! The scumbag maid completely belonged to Ron!

Swamp territory, inside the castle, in a room.

After a relaxing bath, Lilith made a significant discovery.

She felt that since Ron started teaching her, her thinking had become more agile, and she had even figured out many of the research problems that had been troubling her.

This made Lilith incredibly excited.

"So this is how you make your thinking sharper! Lord, you're amazing!"

Thinking of this, a faint blush spread across her cheeks.

After that, when you encounter difficulties or unsolvable problems in your research, you can go to the lord for help.

The lord shouldn't refuse, right...?

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Inside the room, Fiona lay sprawled on the sofa, the flickering light illuminating her delicate body.

Her slender waist dipped slightly, creating a beautiful curve, and her knees sank into the soft sofa, a captivating pose.

When she turned her head, her beautiful eyes held a hint of water, as if they could well spill water at any moment.

"You bastard master, don't stare at the maid's body like that!"

She loosened her clenched lower lip, frowned, and gave the man behind her a disdainful look.

What was with that look in Ron's eyes? Did he think he'd really like it?

How could that be? I hate him the most!

There's no way I'd like something like that.

“Fiona, you are more beautiful than any woman in the entire Kingdom of Saint Tis right now. I’m sorry, I can’t take my eyes off you.”

Ron looked at her with deep affection, then with a "smack," he slapped her on her plump peach.

It's perfectly normal for a proper gentleman to be unable to resist the temptation of a plump peach.

After all, the visual impact of the maid at this moment was too great.

Her round, perky buttocks were tightly wrapped in black pantyhose, their curves so beautiful that one would willingly sink into them.

"Ugh~ Master, a master who always bullies his maid is the most disgusting~"

After feeling the pain, Fiona frowned even more deeply, her eyes looking as if she were looking at a pervert.

Ron, that guy, has definitely been looking forward to this for a long time~

Call ~

"I'm not bullying you, I'm only taking these pictures because I like you. Otherwise, why wouldn't I take pictures of Lilith?"

Ron's words were half true and half false. It's true that he only filmed because he liked it, but it's false that he didn't want to film Lilith.

There was no way to resist the beautiful, perfectly round peaches in front of me; they were simply irresistible.

"You bastard, you don't care who the other person is! As long as she's a pretty woman, you'll make your move!"

For some reason, her body trembled as she said this, and her already blank mind was now being shaken to the point of collapse.

I hate Ron the most!

"Weren't you very arrogant before?"

Seeing his scumbag maid's behavior, Ron leaned forward, getting even closer, and said with a smug look on his face:

"It seems like you can't hold on any longer. Are you planning to surrender?"

"No, no, I won't surrender! Master is the weakest!"

"Is it still weak now?"

"Mmm~ Master, the maid was wrong~"

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In the desolate wilderness of the swamp, a crimson figure dances under the moonlight.

After sparring with Ron, Fria didn't go straight home.

Instead, he cultivates alone in the dead of night.

She works so hard so that she can bring her partner home safely.

The profound sense of helplessness she felt when she was surrounded by the enemy last time was deeply etched into Fria's heart.

This made me realize a truth: only by becoming stronger, only by becoming even stronger, can we prevent this from happening again.

If it weren't for the last time she awakened her bloodline and became stronger, she would have died completely and never seen her companions again.

Fria, who doesn't want to go through these things again, desperately wants to become stronger.

Of course, there was another small reason: she wanted to keep that man under her feet forever, to have everything he had in her hands, and to control him completely.

These all require considerable strength to accomplish.

Previously, Fria only had suspicions, but now she can almost be certain that the human was different from others.

He must be hiding some secrets unknown to the dragons. He speaks the ancient dragon language and the common language of demi-humans, and his strength is increasing at an astonishing speed.

This gave Philia a deep sense of crisis, making her feel that if she didn't work hard, she would soon be overtaken by men.

In this way, you will no longer be able to easily control the other party, and you may even be severely controlled by them.

Fria is a very strong-willed dragon who doesn't want to be subservient to a man; she only wants to trample and ravage him under her feet...

Shameless humans deserve to be utterly trampled upon...

However, Fria didn't completely avoid sleep. Once her energy was almost depleted, she returned to her room, took a comfortable shower, changed into a light nightgown, lay down next to her companion, closed her eyes, and began to sleep.

I don't know why, but the image of that man keeps popping into my mind.

This caused her tail to sway involuntarily, and she held onto it tightly so as not to disturb her companion's rest.

But the more this happened, the more unbearable it became for her tail, as if it were anticipating being fondled by that man again...

This tail is so disappointing!

It's alright, we can just get someone else to help us tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Phyllis knelt down and gently rubbed her knees together...

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Inside the castle, in a room, Fiona lay sprawled, her rosy cheeks pressed against the soft sofa.

Her expression was charming, she bit her lower lip tightly, her delicate body trembled, and her pink toes were tightly clenched together.

"Whoo~"

Perhaps because he had stayed up all night, Ron let out a breath of stale air and stretched comfortably.

"You bastard, Ron!"

Fiona turned around and looked at the man in front of her with her watery eyes.