The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

My tail's been ruffled, my lord, does it really feel that good?

Thinking of the shockwave Lucia had unleashed earlier, O'Ville felt a strange urge to try it herself, to experience firsthand what it was like to be caught in the swirling water beneath the surface and see what it was like...

Chapter 94 Wheat Seeds Sprout Prematurely! Fiona Falls into the Trap Again! A Fight in the Misty Forest!

Time flies by like water.

Of course, it didn't flow that fast; only four days and four nights passed.

It was already the morning of the fifth day.

As always, the sun rose tirelessly from the horizon, and the darkness was driven away to the other side of the world by its dazzling golden rays.

In the far north, on the plains, Ron's pioneering team spent a peaceful night.

Just as dawn was breaking, the serfs would take their black pots to the river to fill them with water, gather some dry branches along the way, set up the pots and start a fire when they returned. Once the water boiled, they would add chopped onions and wild vegetables, stir it all together, and a pot of steaming soup would be ready.

I grabbed the rye bread that came out last night and started making breakfast.

Fiona, who was a maid, also got up very early and had the chefs start preparing breakfast half an hour ago.

After checking the supplies and confirming that there were no problems with the carriage, she carried a basin of water to Ron's tent and gently placed her round, pert buttocks, tightly wrapped in black bodysuit stockings, on the edge of the bed.

"You damn master, the sun is already high in the sky, and you're still sleeping in."

She grabbed the man's face and shook it back and forth:

"Master, get up quickly."

"Hmm~"

Ron woke up groggily to find the maid rubbing his face.

"A maid who starts playing with her master early in the morning will be punished by her master."

Ron felt that once they arrived at the frontier, they must properly discipline the scumbag maid in front of them and teach her what the price of violence was.

These past few days on the road, I could only tease her under the table. Once the main castle is completed, she'll be in for a rough time.

"Even if the maid doesn't pinch her master's face, she'll still be punished, right?"

Fiona gave a disdainful snort, then gently lifted her round, pert buttocks off the edge of the bed;

"So why doesn't the maid take advantage of the time before she gets punished and play a trick on her master?"

Anyway, the lewd master had long wanted to grope the maid and was quite fond of her.

There's absolutely no way they can escape their master's clutches...

"Then the punishment will have to be more severe."

Ron has many tricks up his sleeve; he can use them on his own scumbag maid and let her slowly learn from them.

"If that's the case, the maid will definitely resist."

Fiona moved further away and walked to the tent entrance;

"Master, get up quickly, breakfast is ready."

After leaving those words, she departed the tent to wake Lilith and check if breakfast was ready.

Fiona is always like that, able to handle things flawlessly, but this will be shattered when she faces Ron...

Ron stretched, got out of bed, used the water the maid had prepared to brush his teeth and wash his face. After washing up, he changed into a well-fitting black suit and went out.

As soon as I stepped out of the tent, the air became fresh, and the fragrance of grass, trees, and soil filled my nostrils. This was the scent of nature, something that no stone-built town could ever match.

The morning sun wasn't strong to begin with, and with the thin mist obscuring it, it felt warm and comfortable on my skin.

“Young Master Ron, the patrol team and sentries did not find anything unusual last night.”

The knight commander stepped forward respectfully and reported the results of yesterday's vigil.

"That's good. You can start eating now. We'll set off in half an hour."

Every minute on the way to the settlement was precious. Ron only planned to spend half an hour on breakfast and packing up the tent.

Today is the fifth day, and we need to reach the swamp.

Although knights were sent to scout ahead and a tail was arranged behind them, the lack of any defensive fortifications was ultimately dangerous.

In some terrains, they might be scattered by a single charge from enemy cavalry.

Moreover, the road ahead is very close to the Misty Forest, where many alien tribes live.

It's alright during the day, but if night falls and you haven't reached the swamp, it will be very dangerous.

So we need to do it as soon as possible...

"Yes, Master Ron."

Yarman nodded respectfully, immediately summoned the knights, and began to eat.

Ron glanced around and saw that most of the farmers had finished breakfast and were packing up their tents.

These people are quite capable; they were ready to set off without needing to be urged.

Of course, this is normal, after all, it concerns their own interests and whether they can keep up with the team.

If you can't keep up, you're doomed in this desolate wilderness!

Once they understand the gravity of the situation, they'll run away faster than anyone else, without even needing to be whipped.

This shows that the team-based farming system is definitely effective.

Furthermore, a higher ranking brings greater rewards; if a team ranks in the top ten ten times, their descendants will be eligible to become knights.

Faced with such a great temptation, there's no need for harsh punishment; they will surely work like wolves and tigers.

With that thought in mind, Ron walked toward the restaurant with satisfaction.

As they passed by Yalongniang's tent, Lucia, who was sitting on the grass by the door, excitedly came to greet them.

"My lord, has breakfast been served? Lucia is so hungry!"

Although Fria was able to hunt at night during this period, the food she ate during the day was reduced, and she could never fill Lucia's stomach.

This made her crave food even stronger.

Lucia's unsatisfied appetite fueled her intense desire to reproduce...

This is why, a couple of days ago at the pond, she was quite agitated even by just a slight touch to her tail...

"Breakfast is ready. Eat within twenty minutes."

Time is tight and the task is heavy; we can't afford to waste time on things like meals.

"No, no problem, twenty minutes is enough."

Lucia was very confident in her teeth; she felt she could eat a whole cow in twenty minutes.

"what about you?"

As he walked, Ron asked the other two dragon girls questions.

"I have enough."

When the man looked over, O'Ville quickly looked away.

Because she had agreed to take Lucia's place, she had been tossing and turning at night for the past few days, thinking about what would happen to her if her tail was treated that way, coiled around the lord...

The more she thought about it, the more her heart stirred. When it reached a certain point, O'Ville would completely lose control of herself...

"Twenty minutes is enough for me to finish my breakfast and then give you another beating."

Philia raised her fist, striking a fierce pose.

"You haven't won these past two nights, have you? How dare you spout such nonsense?"

Ron felt that this fire dragon girl was becoming increasingly audacious. Once they reached the frontier and obtained the three illustrations, he would pin her to the ground and thoroughly ravage her.

Let her know what a dragon knight is.

"And what about the night before that?"

Philia smiled smugly.

"Nothing happened."

Ron walked into the restaurant calmly, as if the two times he was ridden by dragons had never happened.

But there was nothing that could be done. As Fria's depleted energy gradually recovered, her physique became stronger, and she couldn't withstand the force of that punch at all.

"Nothing happened."

Seeing the man change the subject, Fria felt incredibly pleased.

Shameless humans deserve to be trampled on and crushed.

At first, she felt disgusted and thought that serving this human for three years was absolutely unbearable, and she wanted to run away.

She's starting to realize that having food, shelter, and even a punching bag to hit her with isn't so bad...

"Master, please have a meal."

Upon entering the restaurant, Fiona immediately pulled out the head seat, bowed slightly, and spoke respectfully.