The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"Since you think you're weak, then don't beg for mercy later~"

Ron felt that his maid was someone who never learned her lesson.

Even though she begs for mercy every time, she still keeps her mouth shut.

But that look of disgust was really great.

I love how she can't take it anymore, yet still manages to put on an expression of looking down on scum.

This is a huge plus!

"A maid would never surrender to her master! A maid is very powerful now; it's the weak master who will surrender first!"

Fiona used a towel to wipe the face of the man beside her, her breathing becoming more and more rapid, her heart pounding wildly.

My brain is completely consumed by intense emotions, making it impossible to think.

What should I do?

If we lose like this, that bastard Ron will laugh at us!

Therefore, surrendering is absolutely unacceptable!

"Not bad, you're still very energetic."

Ron grabbed the maid's slender waist, placed his thumb on her beautifully curved waistline, and gently pressed down.

"Don't beg for mercy later."

It must be said that Fiona's figure is still very perfect, with a curvy figure and soft, delicate skin wrapped in black bodysuit stockings, which is very interesting.

"A maid will never lose to her master!"

"Will you admit defeat? Will you admit it...?"

"Ugh~ Master, the maid was wrong~"

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Inside the castle, at the dining table, everyone sat together as usual, enjoying a sumptuous breakfast.

"The venison is so delicious today!"

Lucia swallowed a large piece of venison and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Then she took another big bite of venison, stuffing her mouth full, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Aside from having her tail pinched by the man opposite her, eating was the happiest thing for her.

Of course, it would be even better if I could eat while having my tail rubbed.

"A master who bullies his maid first thing in the morning is the most disgusting thing ever!"

As Fiona ate her grilled meat, she gave the man next to her a disdainful look.

"How can you do three things at once? You're eating breakfast, swinging your little feet, and glaring at me with disgust all at the same time."

Ron has gotten used to it now; the show has become a must-have for his breakfast.

Of course, he didn't dislike it; on the contrary, he quite enjoyed it. After all, who could resist such a considerate maid?

"Of course I'm disgusted. After all, maids hate their masters the most. If they had a choice, a maid wouldn't want to help her master like this every day~"

Fiona snorted coldly and turned her face away, refusing to look at the man in front of her.

That bastard Ron, does he really think he'd like this kind of thing?

How could I possibly hate this guy the most?

I don't like it at all~

Looking at his maid's arrogant expression, Ron couldn't help but laugh. She had been begging for mercy just a moment ago, but now she was looking disgusted.

Well, ever since Fiona took the Holy Knight Potion, she has developed a fighting spirit that allows her to maintain her fighting will no matter how she is defeated or pierced by enemy arrows.

This is commendable.

At least they won't be defeated once and become slaves or servants.

Ron was eager to know when his wretched maid would truly surrender and completely give away her heart.

Lilith, standing to the side, suddenly found the meat in her mouth even more delicious.

As she listened, a faint blush rose to her cheeks, and her knees touched together under the table, rubbing gently.

It seems there's a hidden expectation for this kind of thing.

Breakfast ended in this pleasant atmosphere. Ron wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and addressed O'Ville and Lucia in front of him:

"Today you will continue to cultivate the wheat fields. As usual, once you have cultivated 500 acres, you will go and rest."

During this time, they were busy building the Valley Territory and developing new wheat fields, which delayed them for a long time.

But it doesn't matter, since these wheat fields won't be usable until next year. This year is just the beginning, and there's plenty of time.

"Yes, my lord, Lucia will work hard!"

Upon hearing this, Lucia swallowed a large mouthful of venison and nodded seriously, her expression suggesting that she was perfectly capable of handling the matter.

After Ron helped massage her tail and made food for her over the past few days, Lucia's attitude has improved significantly.

Previously, because of what happened with Fria, he was called the Bad Lord, but now he's back to Lord.

"Understood, Lord."

O'Ville's attitude has changed a lot, but she is no longer as charming and alluring as she was when they were alone.

She is very calm and reserved now, and looks very dignified.

But who would have thought that O'Ville, such a dignified dragon, would be so charming and irresistible in private, and would do all sorts of things?

Ron doesn't dislike this at all; on the contrary, he likes the contrast between the little dragon and the dragon.

After finishing their breakfast, Lucia and O'Ville headed towards the wheat field, intending to clear the 500 acres as soon as possible so they could rest.

This is not difficult for them; their control over their abilities is getting stronger and stronger, and they are becoming more and more adept at exploring new avenues.

It might be finished two hours before sunset...

After finishing breakfast, Ron briefly checked the wheat field and then, along with Fiona Lilith and the demi-human women, boarded a carriage and headed towards the valley territory.

The journey was short and smooth, and we arrived at Valley Territory in about an hour.

“Young Master Ron, a caravan has been spotted ten kilometers outside the valley. According to the knights, it’s a merchant caravan.”

As soon as he stepped off the carriage, Yarman respectfully stepped forward to report the situation.

"Understood. Let them in in a bit."

Ron's face was filled with joy when he saw the caravan arrive.

After a week's wait, it's finally here! We can start mass-producing potions soon.

"Master, are those two merchants from last time delivering supplies?"

Upon hearing this, Fiona's face lit up with excitement. She knew that with these supplies, her people would no longer have to worry about freezing.

She also knew that the man in front of her had bought a lot of potions and would probably be able to make another batch soon.

"Guess so."

Ron felt that this was almost certainly true, since the Valley Territory was so far away that at most a few merchants would come to discuss business, and it was impossible for a caravan to come directly here.

Moreover, merchants also have their own guilds, and they will inform each other of which lord they have cooperated with.

Since a business deal has already been made in such a far place, no businessman is willing to come any further.

"Have the kitchen prepare some refreshments and entertain them at the castle."

After all, these two merchants are quite good; trading with them will save you at least a few thousand gold coins.

The proper courtesy should still be shown.

"Understood, Master."

Fiona didn't refute, nodded, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Fria, your wings are too bright, please look away for a moment."

Although the two businessmen were intimidated last time, people are still prone to taking risks when faced with huge profits.

After all, an adult dragon girl is worth around 100,000 gold coins.

With her high looks and great figure, Filya is even more expensive, starting at hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

Now, after her second awakening, the dragon wings that have grown are something that humans have never imagined.

If the nobles found out about this, they would definitely do anything to get it.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Ron decided to have Philia stay away.

Once you truly become powerful, you won't need to care about these things anymore.

"understood."

Phyllis shrugged, a helpless expression on her face.

"Weak humans are troublesome."