The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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I can't help but want to get closer, and if possible, I hope it can continue like this forever.

"Then, does the lord like Lucia?"

As she said this, Lucia turned her head and looked at the man in front of her with some worry.

She seemed very afraid of hearing a bad answer.

Will the lord find Lucia too fat?

Do you ever feel like you eat too much and your butt is too big?

uh~

That would be terrible!

"Of course, how could I not like someone as cute as Lucia?"

Ron was telling the truth; the impact of the Water Dragon Girl was unmatched by any other dragon or human.

The feeling is different from that of Fiorina and Philia Ovel.

While all of them are great, this unique visual impact is something only she possesses.

"That's good then~"

Upon receiving this answer, Lucia affectionately rubbed against the man's shoulder.

Perhaps because she had used up too much energy earlier, her eyelids drooped and she quickly fell asleep.

Looking at the adorable water dragon girl, Ron felt very pleased.

He didn't leave immediately, but hugged her for a while, said goodbye to O'Ville and told her to remember to bring Lucia back for lunch, and then returned to the castle in the Valley Territory.

After returning home, he took a nice shower and changed into a clean suit before leaving.

The suit I was wearing wasn't exactly dirty, but the fragrance was too strong, which wasn't good for others to smell, so I changed it.

As soon as I stepped out the door, I saw a figure walking towards me from the other end of the corridor.

"Damn master, he must have gone out to do something lewd again, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly come back to change his clothes."

Fiona approached step by step, her long legs encased in black pantyhose, her face filled with disdain.

That bastard owner must have been doing something else just now; this guy is still not behaving even after all this.

Ron is a complete bastard!!!

"What are you thinking? I was supervising the construction of the city wall. My clothes are soaked with sweat. I'll take a shower when I get back."

Ron told the truth that it was so hot today that he was covered in sweat after just a short time of supervising the work.

"I don't believe it!"

Fiona rolled her eyes at the man with disdain, then immediately got down to business.

"By the way, Yarman asked me to inform you that a small team of more than ten knights has been spotted approaching from twenty kilometers away, and he asked what you should do."

She wouldn't be able to remain so calm if a large number of enemies were approaching.

It doesn't matter if it's just a dozen or so people; I don't know if they've come to surrender or to deliver a message.

"Okay, I'll go check it out right away."

Ron guessed it was a nobleman from the Northern Alliance who had come to deliver the message.

From this perspective, the rabble of the Northern Alliance did not choose to launch a direct attack.

Because if it's a direct attack, the main force will arrive by tomorrow at the latest.

There's no need to send someone specifically.

That being said, we must be wary that this might be a delaying tactic used by the northern nobles.

It's a trap designed to dispel one's own concerns.

After all, the other side had a large number of people and was powerful, so someone could still come up with such a small trick.

Of course, there's no need to panic, because Ovel has already built the city walls. Although they are only three to five meters high now, they are still enough to withstand the horde of knights.

If the enemy launches an attack tomorrow, it goes without saying that even if they gather all their strength, they will find it difficult to break through this defensive line.

After all, a low-ranking knight has no way to move a three-meter-thick stone wall.

Turning around and attacking from the mountains is even more unlikely, since they don't have much of a grudge and wouldn't take such a big risk.

First of all, it is difficult for knights to cross mountains, let alone transport supplies.

Once they cross the mountains, there will be no turning back. If they don't wipe them out, they'll be trapped like turtles in a jar.

Therefore, in the current situation, the northern noble groups are not considered a major threat.

Unless they want to fight to the death.

The enemy was just a small squad of knights, and Ron wasn't even wearing armor.

This is not arrogance, but an absolute recognition of one's own strength.

Because Ron is now able to easily deal with more than a dozen Holy Knights, and even if some of them are Holy Knights who have reached the Holy Light rank, he can still escape unscathed, so there is nothing to worry about.

He sat in the carriage, eating berries fed to him by the maid, leisurely watching the approaching squad of knights.

However, Ron did not let his guard down completely and still told Philia to be prepared for any unexpected situations.

In case of any unexpected events, she can quickly provide support.

This is a great location; from here, looking towards Valley Territory, you can't see the city wall that's under construction.

He didn't want to reveal this so early because it was too outrageous.

With such high walls, even if hundreds of craftsmen were gathered, they could only dig out the foundation at most in a morning; it would be impossible to make such a large progress.

If you look at it up close, it will absolutely blow your mind.

Because such thick city walls were far beyond the capabilities of minor nobles to build.

"That bastard master is so comfortable, having a maid serving him at a time like this~"

Seeing the man squinting and enjoying himself, Fiona pouted and couldn't help but complain.

That bastard Ron, he really knows how to enjoy life.

"It would be even better if you could do it like you did in the carriage this morning."

Ron didn't actually think that way. After all, the guests coming later would be outsiders, and it was best to avoid such matters.

"Ron, what are you thinking, you bastard? Even if the maid is like that, she'll only act like that in front of Fria and the others~"

Fiona frowned and patted the man on the shoulder;

"If you dare say such a thing again, the maid will never do anything for you again."

What is Ron thinking? I really want to punch him.

"I was just kidding. How could I possibly let you do that in front of outsiders?"

Ron reached out and pinched his maid's fair cheek.

"So if I don't do this, you'll help me, right?"

He was telling the truth; he still had reservations about such things.

"I won't help my sullen master~"

"If they won't help, then I'll have to find someone else..."

"Master is such a jerk, the maid agreed to help..."

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The art style on the other side was completely different from the leisurely and carefree atmosphere on Ron's side.

Boris Hayden, who was sent to the Valley Territory for negotiations, was already covered in sweat.

He never expected that Leonard Ron, who was once a low-ranking nobleman like himself, would defeat Wilson Gray, a powerful lord with fifty holy knights.

In his view, this was a pipe dream, an impossible task.

Even if he racked his brains, he still wouldn't know how the other party accomplished such a feat.

Fortunately, she was quick-witted and never neglected Leonard Ron when they were together.

Otherwise, at this point, disaster would likely befall us.

Boris Hayden has always been the type of person who doesn't offend anyone, and he felt that his attempt to win him over this time shouldn't result in bloodshed.

"My lord, there is a carriage parked in front of the valley territory."

A knight in armor respectfully reported the news from the front.

"it is good!"

Boris Hayden lifted the curtain and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a carriage parked in front of him.

This means that Leonard Ron is very likely inside the carriage.

If that's the case, then the other party probably doesn't want a conflict and is willing to negotiate.