The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Ron suddenly felt that what he had done was rather inhumane...

However, it cost 3,000 gold coins to buy them, and I also helped them come of age. I'll provide them with food and lodging in the future, so it's reasonable to collect some interest, right?

Fria's dragon blood will be replenished in a while, and as for Lucia's dragon nectar, that stuff can be produced every day, so it doesn't matter.

In this way, not only can the "true" Holy Knights be awakened, but also Philia and the others can gain considerable combat power upon reaching adulthood, and the character encyclopedia can be upgraded once again.

Killing three birds with one stone, awesome!

"Master must be thinking about some perverted thing again."

Fiona looked like she knew everything;

"Now that they are completely unprepared, Master can attack without any hindrance."

“Fiona, I’ve already told you I’m not a pervert.”

Ron looked helplessly at the maid who always liked to talk back;

"I'll get you a thousand gold coins later. Come with me to the market to buy materials."

"Doesn't Master know that you spent three thousand gold coins to buy them last night?"

Fiona let out a long sigh;

"The money that should have been used to buy serfs, farm tools, seeds, and resources for pioneering work is now all you have left with just over four hundred gold coins."

Ron: “?”

Damn it, the original owner was such a spendthrift.

I remember taking a full eight thousand gold coins from home to start my journey in order to expand my territory, but the money was all spent before I even began.

He'd either die at Fria's hands or not survive this winter.

With less than four hundred gold coins, you can make a few low-quality Holy Knight Potions and sell them through black market merchants.

You can earn at least 1000 gold coins per serving, and selling 3-4 servings won't attract attention.

Let's do it this way.

This is the advantage of having a professional potion recipe: when short of funds, you can make a potion with forty or fifty gold coins and exchange it for a generous reward of one thousand gold coins.

Our current strength is too weak to be exposed, so we can only sell small quantities, which is enough to deal with the current situation.

"However, I have saved quite a few gold coins for your maid."

Fiona stood up and walked to Ron's side with a big smile;

"But that's money saved for buying potions later. Of course, if Master is shameless enough to ask, I can lend it to him."

Her lifelong dream was to become a knight, and she practiced swordsmanship until late at night every day to achieve this.

Even if her family doesn't support her and those around her oppose her, she still wants to become a female knight.

Who says a maid can't be a knight too...? Fiona probably thinks that this way she can better protect her master.

"When have I ever been thin-skinned? Lend me some money, I'll pay you back within a week."

With the urgent matter of getting Fria and the others to adulthood looming, four hundred gold coins are still a bit too little. It's naturally a good thing that Fiona can lend them some.

"That's true, after all, the master's skin is thick enough to be thicker than a carriage."

Fiona shrugged, making a helpless expression;

"Since the master has spoken, please wait a moment while I fetch the gold coins."

"Ah."

Ron nodded, looking at Fiona, who was walking briskly with a smile on her face, and felt that she seemed very happy.

However, it's definitely an illusion to think that someone would be happy about being lent money....

After Fiona left, she did not go back to her room, but ran to the gate of the mansion and started shouting from afar;

"Yarman, Yarman!"

Yarman is her older brother's name. The two siblings grew up with Ron and were very close; you could say they grew up together like brothers.

They are now serving Ron, with Fiona as his maid and Yarman as his knight commander.

"Fiona, is there a problem with Ron?"

Seeing his younger sister running in breathlessly, Yarman, a tall man of 1.8 meters, wearing a gleaming suit of armor with a long sword at his waist, rushed in with a serious expression.

"Yes and no."

Fiona started panting heavily halfway through her sentence.

"Tell me what happened!"

Yarman gripped the longsword at his waist, his expression serious.

"It's not that I'm in danger, it's that I need to borrow money. Give me two hundred gold coins."

Fiona extended her hand and spoke with a self-righteous air.

"No."

Yarman, with a cold expression, turned and went back to stand by the door.

“It’s not for me, it’s for Ron.”

Fiona continued speaking.

"That can."

Yarman's attitude changed drastically when he heard that it was Ron who needed it.

“My good brother, you wouldn’t lend money to your own sister, but you agreed to lend it to Ron without even thinking about it.”

Fiona rolled her eyes at Yarman, clearly annoyed.

Sometimes I wonder if you're really my brother.

"My money is meant to be used, not for you to squander."

"Ron can?"

"Ah."

"You're such a good brother, go back to your room and get the money."

Fiona stretched out her hand, making a begging gesture.

"I must guard the mansion; I cannot leave."

Yarman looked conflicted.

"It's okay to leave for a while."

"No."

Yarman persisted.

"Big brother."

Fiona patted her head; she knew her older brother was a stubborn person who couldn't think things through.

Ron had him stand guard at the door, and he never left his post, doing things meticulously and methodically.

"Then tell me where you put the money."

Fiona had no choice but to find another way.

"The pocket on the left side of the waist."

"On your person?"

Yarman nodded seriously: "Yes."

Fiona was speechless: "Why didn't you take it out of your body sooner?"

"You told me to go back to my room to get it." Yarman looked at his younger sister with a puzzled expression.

The last time Fiona was speechless at her older brother was the time before;

"Okay, you win...."

Chapter 11 The Little Dragon Who Sleeps After Eating! Heading to the market to buy the main ingredients for magic potions.

Inside the restaurant, Fria and O'Ville finished their meal.

Neither of the dragons had a big appetite; a whole roasted chicken and a leg of lamb were enough to fill them up.

A few pounds of meat in one meal is too much for humans, but just right for the dragon girl.

But there are exceptions.

Lucia was the exception; her appetite seemed inexhaustible, and the table and the floor were littered with leftover bones.

She ate six roast chickens and three lamb legs all by herself, and is still holding a lamb leg in her hand, gnawing on it.

After finishing the lamb leg in her hand, Lucia glanced at the table and found that it was empty. She patted her belly with a hint of regret.

"So delicious! I wish I could have three more roast chickens and four lamb legs."