The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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How could this shameless man possibly defeat me?

It's just his delusion.

Of course, if he can't defeat Benlong.

Occasionally, it's okay to let the water run...

Gumbling—

Thinking of this, Feliya couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of dragon's saliva, seemingly inexplicably looking forward to those things.

This is indeed the case.

Fria was actually quite curious to see what this man would do if he became stronger and defeated her.

What unreasonable demands will they make? What methods will they use to deal with me...?

If this shameless man wins.

Then I'm afraid I'll have to... all day long.

Just thinking about it made Phyllis's thick tail wag back and forth, as if she were eagerly anticipating it...

Damn it....

Until Phyllis's charming figure completely disappeared.

Ron then stretched comfortably and headed towards the castle.

Just as I suspected, this little fire dragon, Phyllisa, is exactly as I predicted.

As time goes on, it will only get more and more outrageous.

Before long, they will probably completely degenerate and be utterly unable to maintain that arrogance...

Ron was quite looking forward to seeing Philia after she truly fell from grace.

After all, this is the future Red Dragon Queen who will sweep across the continent. Seeing her display her charming expression is something countless people dream of.

What a beautiful sight it would be to see her completely fall into depravity...

Ron will definitely grab her dragon horns and show this evil dragon what a dragon rider is...

Soon, Ron returned to the castle, enjoying the cool breeze.

Perhaps because I was soaked through, the wind felt particularly cool tonight.

Ron walked down the dimly lit corridor to the door and opened it with ease.

At first he didn't notice, but after locking the door, he smelled something different in the air.

My room smelled nice, a familiar scent.

Ron didn't immediately recognize it, but when he saw the sofas lined up side by side, he understood the source of the fragrance.

It must be my own wretched maid again, sneaking into my room in the middle of the night.

He slowly walked forward to the sofa, looked down, and sure enough, saw his maid's fair and pretty face.

However, she was asleep at the moment, her beautiful eyes were closed, and her breathing was even, so it was clear that she was already asleep.

It seems she hasn't learned her lesson from her last injury, as she dared to sneak in again today.

But it's alright. As Fiona's master, since she's disobedient and verbal reprimands are useless, I'll have to try another method...

Thinking of this, Ron's lips curled up into a wide smile. He then reached out and gently pinched Fiona's fair and tender cheek.

After I finished massaging her, I headed towards the bathroom. I couldn't wake her up yet; I had to wait a while...

After arriving in the bathroom, Ron took off his soaked clothes and enjoyed a comfortable hot shower.

I have to say, taking a shower late at night is incredibly relaxing.

After washing away all the fatigue and sweat from the training, I felt completely relaxed.

Fortunately, Ron has considerable resistance to freezing, so he doesn't catch a cold even when he's wearing soaking wet clothes at night when the temperature is around zero.

A normal person would have given up long ago, and would probably have caught a cold and fever by now.

Ron felt only comfort as the cold wind blew, nothing more.

After taking a shower and changing into clean pajamas, Ron came out of the bathroom and went to the sofa. Looking at the sleeping Fiona, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

This maid of mine, if she didn't say such strange things, is actually a rather quiet and pretty girl.

Of course, it's not that her being a bit boisterous is bad; Ron quite likes her cheeky manner and the disdainful expression she always wears.

Just great.

"Whoo~"

Ron took a deep breath, lay down on the sofa, and went to Fiona's side.

Then he pinched the girl's soft, fair cheeks, teased her a bit, and then turned to his side, holding her as he prepared to go to sleep.

At first, Ron actually had a lot of things he wanted to do.

He wanted to wake up his lousy maid right away, to kiss her, and to let her know the consequences of coming over in the middle of the night.

But for some reason, compared to those things, a warm hug seems to warm the heart even more...

No, he was wearing thick black bodysuit stockings...

Gumbling—

Ron, sensing this, couldn't help but swallow hard.

Actually, he wasn't very interested in black pantyhose at first.

But Fiona loved wearing it and would flaunt it in front of her every day.

This gradually made Ron like it and develop a strong interest in Machiavellianism.

And it was thick black pantyhose...

Damn it!

Fiona already had a great figure, top-tier to begin with, and then she added thick black bodysuit tights.

There is no solution...

Ron could swear that no gentleman in the world could resist the charm Fiona was exuding at that moment.

It's anything!

No gentleman could resist it.

So cunning, so incredibly cunning!

This wretched maid of his own is already fully aware of his own fantasies and interests.

Know what you like and what you love.

There's nothing we can do about that then...

Gumbling—

Ron couldn't help but swallow, slowly approaching her, and then, just like Fiona always did when she woke him up in the morning, he began to call her...

She always teases herself like this, and now it's her turn to fall asleep.

He teased her.

This must be what they call the cycle of karma...

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Under the moonlight, in the dense forest.

A beautiful figure in a long dress is dancing under the moonlight.

The one currently cultivating is Philia, who has finished resting.

The sparring and training of Dragon Flame with Ron was quite exhausting.

So much so that Philia lay on the ground for about half an hour admiring the stars and moon before she recovered.

Although she hasn't fully recovered her strength, she can still cultivate for another two hours.

She did this every day, day and night, cultivating herself to become stronger, strong enough to constantly crush that man.

If you're strong enough, after the three-year period, you can easily capture the other party and take that man back to your tribe to use as a tool.

We need to become stronger.

Otherwise, they will be caught up very quickly.

That man was a bit shameless, but his talent was just too great.

In just a few days, his strength actually increased significantly.

At this rate of growth, I'll be overtaken very soon.

This kind of thing is absolutely impossible...

He must be forever subservient to me, at my beck and call...