The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

These three dragon girls each have their own unique charm.

They are great.

"I... I didn't mean what you said, Lord. It really wasn't for Lucia..."

O'Ville turned her head away in embarrassment, unsure of what to say for a moment.

She herself was unsure whether she did this because of her inner desires or because she didn't want her partner to get hurt.

Perhaps it's a combination of both...

"Wasn't I right? Next time you take Lucia's place, I'll really feel it."

Ron had no reason to refuse O'Ville's condition, since Lucia shouldn't be handled too recklessly before she reached adulthood, otherwise it would cause great harm to her body.

Now, having gained O'Ville by accident, Ron can easily control her based on that alone.

"Then, please, my lord, you must not do such a thing to Lucia..."

When the man agreed, O'Ville was stunned for a moment, not expecting that such a thing would actually come true.

I will take Lucia's place and help the lord...

Gumbling—

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of dragon's saliva, seemingly harboring both anticipation and apprehension...

"Lord~"

After calming herself down underwater, Lucia surfaced. Her face was flushed, and her pale blue scales shimmered as if they had just been washed by rain.

"Ah."

Ron nodded, though it was unclear whether he was responding to Lucia or O'Ville.

O'Ville took it as a yes from the man in front of her; if he didn't, there was nothing she could do.

After all, living under someone else's roof, what could she, as a dragon girl, do besides obey her lord's orders...?

I hope my lord won't act too recklessly...

"Lucia, O'Ville, the barbecue is ready."

Fria was focused on grilling the meat and didn't notice the strange thing happening at the pool. She only looked over now that the venison was cooked.

Seeing that nothing had happened, they were relieved.

"Yay~ Lucia hasn't had Fria's grilled meat in ages~"

At first, she didn't know how to face Ron, after all, what had just happened made the dragon really embarrassed.

Now, whenever I hear about food, all the jumbled thoughts in my mind are thrown aside, and all I can think about is the delicious aroma of venison.

"Coming~"

O'Ville also felt that Philia's words were timely, finally allowing her to ease her emotions a little and avoid having to stay by the man's side all the time.

"Fria, don't I deserve your invitation?"

Ron was puzzled. He provided the little dragon with food and clothing, but she never called the food he cooked for her.

I need to find an opportunity to give him a good dressing down.

"It's not like you wouldn't come if I didn't invite you?"

Fria shrugged, looking helplessly at the man who was gradually approaching.

"You invited me, and that carries a different meaning."

"What? Will it taste better if we invite venison?"

Fria wasn't going to tolerate it at all, and her words seemed to become even more sharp.

"of course."

Ron didn't mind and deliberately sat down next to Fria.

"Then it was right of me not to invite you."

A smug look appeared on Fria's face; she seemed to feel good after saying a few sarcastic remarks to the man.

How could such a shameless guy possibly need an invitation?

"If even eating barbecue can't shut me up, I'll try something even more powerful."

Seeing the fragrant roasted meat, Ron didn't care about his image and tore off a large piece of venison to eat.

It has to be said that meat cooked with wood and the flames breathed out by Phyllis is incredibly delicious.

“My teeth will tear you apart like they're tearing this piece of flesh.”

Fria frowned and took a big bite of venison.

This disgusting man actually dared to dream of doing that kind of thing to me.

"Don't end up eating it so much you can't get enough of it."

Ron firmly believed that this day would come; after all, there were still almost three years left, and he wasn't worried about not being able to tame this hot-tempered little dragon.

Let's see how stubborn she'll be then.

"He who is always fantasizing about such things will not be a good lord."

Philia thought that the man in front of her, dressed in armor, looked quite brave and like a fearless warrior.

How did he turn into this after taking off his armor...?

This is very intriguing....

Perhaps because she had promised to replace Lucia, O'Ville's eyes would always casually sweep over Ron, but then immediately look away.

Faced with this situation, she felt both apprehensive and somewhat shy.

Lucia, engrossed in eating the venison, completely forgot what had just happened.

"You wretched dragon, I think your tail needs some discipline again. Come here and be punished."

Having eaten enough, Ron drew his longsword from his waist, ready to begin tonight's sparring.

After all, that was his real purpose for coming here; his encounter with Lucia earlier was just an unexpected bonus.

Of course, perhaps Lucia is the one who gained the most...

I really want to punch your mouth until it's swollen!

Fria had long been unable to contain herself and wanted to teach the man in front of her the consequences of his loose tongue.

During this period, she was very proactive, perhaps because she was able to outmaneuver her opponent every time.

"My lips will only get swollen from kissing, do you want to try?"

Ron licked his lips and teased with a smug look on his face.

"My fists will make good love to your mouths."

Fria seems to be somewhat immune to men's words now. Although she still gets angry, she doesn't explode like she used to.

She swung her fist and punched.

Clang, Clang, Clang——

A crimson figure and a man whose sword gleamed with golden light clashed together in the moonlight.

Fria's power always held the upper hand, and Ron could only retreat and block at the same time. However, after two days of fighting, he had completely gotten used to this intensity.

They may seem to be at a disadvantage, but they actually have no advantage.

"Evil dragon, don't try to seduce me with your laughter, it won't work."

Last time was the first time he saw how beautiful Phyllia was, and he was briefly stunned. Now Ron won't be like that anymore.

"So, to you humans, even laughter is considered seduction? But don't worry, I'll bring you back to reality."

For some reason, Fria gradually felt inexplicably happy fighting with men, a feeling that made her dragon's blood boil.

"Others don't count, but your smile is more alluring than the moonlight tonight."

"Disgusting man, how can you say such shameless things during a fight? I'll show you that my fists are harder than the moonlight."

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"Oville, Lucia is so sleepy, she wants to go to bed~"

Having eaten and drunk her fill, and having consumed too much Dragon's Spring water, Lucia felt a little sleepy.

"Let's go back to sleep first."

O'Ville originally wanted to watch the men's battle a little longer, but since Lucia was sleepy, she decided to go back and rest first.

After Lucia returned to her tent, she fell asleep immediately, and soon heavy breathing could be heard.

"Lord~"

"My tail, my tail can't take it anymore~"

O'Ville blushed when she heard Lucia talking in her sleep.