The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"You can only indulge in such pointless fantasies. Even if that day ever comes, I, the dragon, will never beg for mercy."

Fria was actually quite worried, because she knew that this man's growth rate was astonishing. From being so weak at the beginning to becoming so strong now, it only took him such a short time.

If it weren't for her second awakening, Fria wouldn't have been able to deal with him at all.

This human's talent is truly amazing!

Take a break before you start practicing again!

In order to avoid being caught by men and to be able to trample them underfoot, Fria had no choice but to train with all her might.

"He's just stubborn, but he's actually full of weaknesses."

Upon hearing the other party's answer, Ron immediately shook his head and chuckled, then lay down on the soft grass, enjoying the pleasant feeling of the evening breeze on his body.

To be honest, he never expected that, when they were about to win, Fria would make the decision to fight her weakness with her weakness.

Ron estimated that it was an instinctive action taken in the heat of the moment.

Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on his lips.

After lying down for a while, Ron got up because he felt a chill down his spine and walked towards the castle.

As for why it's so cold, it's obviously due to the large temperature difference between day and night, plus the dew starting to fall in the latter half of the night...

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"Whoo~"

Once the man had walked away, Fria leaned against a tree trunk and let out a long sigh of relief.

When she was facing Ron just now, she was actually very tense.

Only now did she reveal her true self: her cheeks flushed, her head lowered, and she gently bit her pink lips, as if she had thought of something that made the dragon blush.

I ended up destroying everything in that way.

In the end, the way he looked at himself was different; his gaze was filled with surprise and astonishment, a gaze more intense than the flames he himself had unleashed.

I will definitely not lose next time, and I will not use the same trick again.

If we use it again.....

Thinking of this, Filya's tail trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of dragon saliva.

She let out a long breath, raised her head, and gazed at the starry sky.

What should I do...?

If you're about to be defeated in a battle, what methods can you use to turn the tide and win?

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something.

A smug smile appeared on his lips.

I'll restrain him first, then attack his weaknesses relentlessly.

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Time flew by, though not so fast, until the morning of the next day arrived.

At this moment, it was just getting light outside the window, and the sky was just beginning to lighten, followed by wisps of golden light, as if something was about to emerge.

As dawn broke, the hardworking villagers got up. Of course, they weren't stupid either. With each team working ten days a week, only two people needed to get up early each day to check on the wheat fields.

The rest of you can sleep a little longer.

Of course, they can't really sleep, because their biological clock makes them wake up as soon as it gets light.

With nothing else to do, I started tidying up the yard and preparing breakfast.

In each person's yard, there are more or less some vegetables planted. These are their own vegetable gardens, and they grow the vegetables they like to eat.

When it's ripe, you can trade it with someone else for vegetables.

After this period of development, everyone has gotten used to the atmosphere and rhythm of the swamp territory, and everyone's face is full of smiles, looking forward to the day when the wheat fields ripen and there is a great harvest.

Fiona, who was her personal maid, got up before dawn. She only stayed in bed for a little while before stretching comfortably, getting out of bed, and heading to the bathroom.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I started filling the bathtub with hot water, added flower petals, took off my nightgown, and immersed myself in the warm water to start taking a bath.

To keep herself clean at all times, this has become a daily routine for Fiona, both morning and evening.

That jerk of a master! He came home so late again last night, he's probably still sleeping in now~

And if they come back so late, they must have been doing something strange.

Such a master is the most despicable.

I'll make sure he knows how powerful a maid is later.

He no longer had the energy to deal with others.

Thinking of this, Fiona pouted and began to carefully wash her body.

After washing and drying herself, she went to the wardrobe, took out black pantyhose and put them on, then put on a maid outfit. She turned around in front of the mirror to make sure everything was alright before leaving the house.

After checking the kitchen to make sure there were no problems and that breakfast was normal, Fiona returned to the first room on the second floor of the castle.

When she arrived at the door, she didn't knock. She simply turned the doorknob and easily entered the room.

Upon seeing the man sleeping soundly on the bed, Fiona couldn't help but raise her little fist and make a fierce expression.

Just as I suspected, my damn owner was still sleeping in.

As a qualified maid, she would definitely use various methods to make her master correct his laziness.

Gumbling—

Thinking of this, Fiona gently placed her shapely buttocks, encased in black pantyhose, on the edge of the bed and couldn't help but reach out and pinch the man's face in front of her.

The master who often comes home late at night should be punished by the maid.

That way, the owner won't always come home so late.

Fiona pinched Ron's cheek as she moved closer...

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"Whoo~"

After waking up this morning, for some reason, Fria felt unwell all over, her scales felt hot, and she felt a little anxious.

So she went straight to the bathroom and used cold water to wash away the heat in her heart.

What's wrong with me? Why am I suddenly like this?

My mind was filled with the image of that shameless human first thing this morning.

And I even had a dream last night...

Thinking of this, Filya looked at the nightgown in the basket next to her, and her cheeks immediately flushed.

Damn it, this dragon will never fall into depravity.

He's nothing more than a tool for me.

It's just a toy...

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Whether it was telepathy or something else, Ron, like Philia, had a dream.

But in Fria's dream, it was Ron.

But Ron is dreaming of Fiona right now.

The slutty maid in my dream gets worse and worse each time. Every morning, as soon as she wakes up, she comes over to steal the midnight snack I made last night.

After having so many dreams, Ron has been able to control them to some extent.

As consciousness gradually returned, all that could be heard was the sound of their own slutty maid stealing food.

Just as I suspected, Fiona, that greedy little cat, would always steal food from my cooking whenever she said she didn't like it and left it there.

Of course, Ron didn't blame her.

After all, if it were her fault, she wouldn't have prepared a breakfast in advance and left it here every day.

Of course, this breakfast may not necessarily be prepared for Fiona.

If she doesn't eat, Ron can give it to Shemel and Lucia, who have done a great job.

That damn owner, they're definitely awake now, just pretending to be asleep!

The clever Fiona seemed to have realized that the man in front of her was pretending to be asleep.

But for some reason, she didn't expose him. Instead, she continued to skillfully use her knife and fork to put pieces of dinner meat into her mouth and enjoy them slowly.

She didn't actually like the taste of Ron's cooking at first; she even thought it was culinary disaster.