The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"understood."

Ron nodded upon hearing this, then spoke to the demi-human women in front of him:

"Fria, you will lead the team to the Misty Forest to carry out a mission."

Originally, I planned to lead the team to the Misty Forest myself, but since the caravan has arrived, I'll let Fria and the others lead the team to the Misty Forest.

"it is good."

As for what mission to carry out, Fria already knew perfectly well; she just needed to act as before.

"I'll leave the task of scouting enemy positions to you, Shemir."

Ron looked at the little ice wolf in front of him again.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will detect any approaching enemies immediately."

Shemier patted her chest and made a confident promise.

Given her understanding of the Misty Forest and her exploration over this period, there shouldn't be any major accidents.

The lord is not here today, so we must do even better.

We must not allow the lord to suffer any losses.

This is Shemier's vision; she doesn't want anything to happen when her man is away.

Of course, Fria thought the same thing, but she didn't show it.

That's just how she is; she keeps all these emotions inside.

"Today you will only operate in the safe areas that have already been explored; be careful not to go too far in."

This was Ron's only concern, because under normal circumstances, the outer edge of the Misty Forest near the swamp was not dangerous.

However, if you go too deep, safety cannot be guaranteed.

So I'd like to offer a brief reminder just in case anything goes wrong.

"Don't worry, my lord, we won't go too far."

Shemier knew the dangers of the depths of the Misty Forest and would not venture there lightly.

Although Fria didn't speak, she nodded in agreement.

She wasn't a stupid dragon; she knew how much damage an accident could cause.

And so, Fria led her hunting party into the Misty Forest.

Previously, the hunting party only had three Swift Archers, but last time Ron made ten more potions for Swift Archers.

In other words, the hunting party now has a total of thirteen swift archers.

In addition, ten younger hunters were recruited as reserves for the Swift Archer. If they demonstrate sufficient strength and loyalty, they will receive a share of the potions next time they are distributed.

By the time of the final battle next spring, Ron will have a squad of lightning-fast archers.

When the knights charge, our side will also have swift archers rushing to our aid, greatly increasing our combat strength.

perfect!

"That jerk of a master, he must be thinking about something weird again, why is he laughing so happily~"

Fiona, swinging her little feet in the carriage, saw the man beside her smiling and couldn't help but pout and complain.

That bastard Ron, he must be thinking about something lewd~

He already has a maid, but he's always thinking about other things. What a jerk.

"Of course it's about developing the territory, what else could it be?"

Ron glared at his scumbag maid, and had to admit, she was always like that.

No matter how she was treated, she always showed that look of disgust.

Just like a female general on the battlefield, who can still maintain her proper posture even though she has been pierced by enemy arrows.

That's just how Fiona is; despite Ron's best efforts, even when he was almost in tears, she still had that same expression.

However, Ron didn't find his maid's expression disgusting; on the contrary, he quite liked it.

That look of disgust, that expression of looking down on scum, is still great.

"That bastard master only thinks about lewd things, how could he possibly think about territory?"

Fiona gave the man a knowing look, rolled her eyes at him with disdain, then turned her head away and started swinging her feet.

That bastard Ron, all he ever thinks about are those kinds of things.

Otherwise, how could I possibly help him like this every day?

What a bastard.

“I only think about it, but you, my maid, are an action-taker.”

Ron propped himself up on his hands and looked at his wretched maid with great interest.

He was very satisfied with Fiona's performance.

After all, her figure and looks are top-notch, plus that smug expression, she's perfect!

"Does that bastard master think the maid wanted to do this? The maid only did it because she didn't want the master to keep bothering Fria and the others."

Upon hearing the man's words, Fiona bit her pink lips, turned her head, and looked at him with a look of disgust.

"A maid would never like a master like that, not at all~"

That bastard Ron, what kind of look is that? Does he think he's got me cornered?

How is it possible~

I would never like such a jerk!

Every day is just repeating the same things I don't like.

And so, after enjoying the journey, Ron arrived at Valley Territory.

"Yalman, have two merchants come to the castle to see me in a moment."

Ron valued these two businessmen quite a bit, after all, they were pragmatic and willing to give up most of their profits.

That alone is something many businessmen can't match.

"Yes, Master Ron."

Upon receiving the order, Yarman bowed respectfully and then walked towards the city wall, preparing to open the city gates and welcome the merchant into the territory.

"Fiona, please have the kitchen prepare some snacks."

"Understood, Master. I will go and do it right away."

Fiona lifted her skirt, gave a curtsy, and then turned and walked toward the kitchen.

She didn't know why, even though the weather was getting hotter as noon approached, she felt a chill on her upper legs when the wind blew.

This shows that black tights are not very warm; a thicker version is needed.

That bastard Ron, it's all his fault!

Fortunately, the merchants arrived, and we can soon change into thicker clothes.

Thinking about this, Fiona's cheeks inexplicably flushed, and she began to look forward to her new maid outfit...

Soon, the caravan entered the valley territory.

Although this shipment of supplies is very valuable, totaling over 10,000 gold coins, they are all materials with relatively high unit prices.

So there were only five horse-drawn carriages in total, and they managed to transport everything.

It includes various materials, such as Fiona's thick black bodysuit, winter maid outfits, and some dragon girls' winter clothes with exposed tails.

Although they all possess good cold resistance, their scales, downy fur, and physical constitution can withstand most severe cold.

But when winter came, the weather was freezing cold and the temperature was extremely low, so Ron still prepared winter clothes for them as well.

“Bandelu, look! I remember when we first came here, it was all messy. Now it’s as clean and spacious as the capital.”

Upon entering the valley, Antoine drew back the curtains and looked outside, only to be stunned by what he saw.

"What's there to be so alarmed about...?"

Bandelu initially thought there was nothing to be surprised about, but upon seeing the street scene before him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

They never expected that the man would change the valley completely.

It was cleaner and tidier than any territory they had ever been to, giving them the feeling of stepping into the royal capital.

Because under normal circumstances, the territory has no main roads, and can only accommodate two carriages at a time. In addition, apart from the castle, the roads are all muddy.

They never expected that Ron would have the strength and courage to build several well-connected roads.

"Lord Ron is truly extraordinary."

Antoine couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Yes, thankfully it was the best decision we made at the time."

Both were glad they hadn't angered each other, because if a conflict had broken out, they might have both lost their heads.