The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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That shameless bastard Ron, all he ever does is bully me...

What a jerk!

“I’m just supervising you while you clean. If you can be affected by even this, then your professionalism is questionable.”

With the mindset that if you can work, you shouldn't be idle, Ron decided to properly supervise his slovenly maid's cleaning.

Let her know the consequences of rebelling against the Heavenly Gang.

It has to be said that Fiona's posture when bending over to clean is quite alluring, perfectly showcasing her figure.

It's a beautiful sight to behold, and any gentleman who takes a glance at it will be completely captivated.

"A master who always bullies his maid is a big bastard."

Despite her intense emotions and desire to vent, Fiona gritted her teeth and held back.

"You bastard Ron, I'm your maid who grew up with you since I was little, how can you treat me like this?!"

Fiona turned her head and looked at the man behind her with a disgusted expression.

"Is it possible that I bully you because I like you? Then why don't I bully Lilith instead?"

Ron was being honest; if he didn't like her, he wouldn't have bothered joking with her.

They've long since gone off to enjoy themselves somewhere else.

"A maid doesn't need her master's favor at all, not even a little bit~"

After cleaning the sofa, Fiona casually tossed the rag aside and looked at the man behind her with disdain:

"The cleaning is done, is that alright now?"

Don't ever wake up that jerk of an owner again!

I'm torturing myself like this every day~

That's absolutely awful!

"Help me brush my teeth and wash my face before you leave."

Ron had just gotten up and, wanting to teach his wretched maid a lesson, hadn't even had time to brush his teeth.

Since we still had some time, we asked her to come and help.

"Master is such a jerk! He needs a maid to help him with things like brushing his teeth and washing his face~"

Although Fiona was very disgusted, she still obediently did as she was told.

She went to the bathroom with practiced ease and started brushing Ron's teeth.

"I don't trust you to brush my teeth by myself, I prefer you to brush them for me."

To be honest, Ron felt that Fiona brushing his teeth was more comfortable, even better than brushing them himself.

"Never again will I help my owner brush their teeth or wash their face. This is the last time!"

Looking at herself in the mirror, Fiona couldn't help but bite her pink lips.

So this is what I look like now: my cheeks are flushed, my eyes are bright, I'm frowning, and I'm looking at Ron, that bastard, with disgust.

Yes, that shameless bastard Ron deserves to be disliked every day.

"Okay, then let's do it one last billion times."

Ron knew perfectly well that his maid was just stubborn; she would do what she said as soon as she finished speaking.

"Okay, bring your face over here."

After helping the man brush his teeth, Fiona picked up a towel and began to carefully wash his face.

Ron didn't hold back either, leaning closer and tilting his head forward so the maid could better help him wash his face.

"You bastard, you're getting way too close, master!"

Fiona could clearly feel Ron getting closer and closer, which made her feel inexplicably strange.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, her long, fair legs resting gently against the bathroom wall...

"Didn't you tell me to stick my face out?"

Ron looked helpless; he'd been dragged into this innocently.

"Then why are you leaning so close to me?"

Fiona glared at the man with disgust, her eyes looking at him as if he were a scumbag.

"Fiona, I'm sorry about this, because I just couldn't help wanting to be closer to you."

After saying this, Ron brought his face close to his maid's ear;

"Actually, you also like it when I'm close to you, right?"

"You bastard master, please don't have such ridiculous fantasies. This maid just wants you to stay far away from me~"

"He says one thing but does another..."

Chapter 165 Supplies Arrive in Valley Territory! Time to Prepare for Potion Making!

Swamp territory, inside the castle, in the dining room.

"Lucia, O'Ville, you two are still the same as before, continue to expand the wheat fields northward."

After eating and drinking his fill, Ron wiped his mouth and gave an order to the little dragon in front of him.

After this period of development, the wheat fields have expanded by several thousand acres.

If this pace of development continues, there will be tens of thousands of acres of wheat fields available for cultivation next year.

However, the population is not very large at the moment, so it is enough to cultivate 10,000 acres of fertile land. There is no need for more than that, because Ron has no intention of selling grain.

The planting of food now is only for military and territorial needs.

The major battle next spring, and the chaos in the North, will cause food prices to skyrocket.

Planting more grain at this time will ensure sufficient logistical support.

"Okay, Lord, Lucia will do her job well!"

Despite her mouth being stuffed full of grilled meat, Lucia still responded enthusiastically to the man's words.

If I work hard, the lord will probably help me rub my tail, right?

But the lord hasn't come to see Lucia these past few days~

I feel so bad~

"Understood, my lord."

O'Vell maintained her composure, nodding slightly with a calm expression.

This contrasts sharply with her appearance after her tail was pinched and squeezed.

The contrast is undoubtedly enormous.

But out of sight, her eyes visibly dimmed, as if something was troubling her...

After settling things over with Oviere and Lucia, Ron stretched comfortably, then walked out of the restaurant, intending to rest for a while before heading to the Misty Forest to carry out hunting, exploration, exorcism, and gathering tasks.

Seeing the men leave, the subhuman women, having eaten and drunk their fill, also left the restaurant one after another.

Finally, Fiona pulled her feet, which were encased in black pantyhose, back down before lifting her round, pert buttocks off the soft sofa.

Damn owner, don't you ever get tired?

He just finished supervising his own cleaning early this morning, and he's still so energetic!

We can't let the master off the hook even on the carriage later...

Soon, the rest was over.

Ron got ready, boarded the carriage, and left the swamp territory with his demi-human mother and his own worthless maid.

Shemir and her daughter Muses, the ice wolves, leaned against each other, whispering to each other.

Fria looked out the window, her face expressionless, lost in thought.

But when he caught a glimpse of Ron out of the corner of his eye, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something unpleasant.

In Fria's opinion, Fiona must be coerced into helping the man in front of her whenever she has the chance.

This shameless man actually forced Fiona to help him again.

I'm going to give him a good beating today!

The journey wasn't slow, and soon we arrived at the entrance where the Valley Territory and the Misty Forest met.

The Knights were already waiting there, ready to obey orders and head to the Misty Forest.

Just as Fiona was about to get off the carriage and transfer to another carriage to head to the valley territory, a deep voice came from behind her.

“Young Master Ron, a caravan is on its way from ten kilometers away in the valley.”

The visitor was none other than Knight Commander Yarman, who approached the carriage and respectfully reported the news.

Upon hearing this, Fiona, who was about to get off the bus, thought for a moment and then pulled her small feet, which were covered in black stockings, back down and swung them gently.