The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Lucia, who witnessed this scene, smiled so broadly her eyes turned into crescent moons, a stark contrast to her earlier grief and tears.

That's just how she is; her emotions come and go quickly.

Of course, this is assuming that Fria is alright. If something really happens to Fria, she will probably never forgive this man for the rest of her life.

O'Ville's face also lit up with joy. She was genuinely happy to see her companions unharmed and even stronger.

That way, Phyllis won't be bullied by that man anymore...

stab-

With the last enemy defeated, Fria let out a long sigh of relief.

Suddenly, I felt refreshed and invigorated.

She hadn't had such a satisfying battle in a long time. Although the enemies weren't strong, their sheer number made up for it.

"Won!!!"

"We won!!!"

"My lord, we have killed our sworn enemy, Wilson Gray!"

The knights cheered excitedly after seeing that all the enemies had been annihilated.

They never dreamed that the enemy would be eliminated so easily.

When everyone first learned about Wilson Gray, they felt uneasy.

Because the difference in strength is too great.

But after Ron's maneuvering, he so easily wiped out his enemy.

It's hard to imagine.

“Ron, we’ve eliminated Wilson Gray.”

Fiona excitedly approached the man, her eyes brimming with joy.

Because she knew that as long as this enemy was eliminated, a deadly threat would be removed from her territory.

From now on, we can develop properly and will no longer be restricted.

“Everyone in the Leonard family will be proud of you. Let’s write a letter to the family and tell them the news.”

Fiona felt that she had to tell her family about this as soon as possible.

After all, the Leonard family needs a victory like this to give everyone renewed hope.

"Let's talk about this tomorrow."

After Wilson Gray was killed, Ron finally felt relieved.

However, we cannot let our guard down. After all, Wilson Gray has joined the Northern Alliance, and they have every reason to come and wipe him out.

Moreover, expansionist wars don't need any reason at all; they are only about interests and whether the geographical location is suitable.

If there is profit to be made and the conquered territory is of important strategic importance, then that is the reason for launching a war of aggression.

Moreover, this pioneering war is far from simple; the two counts' sons are the true protagonists of this pioneering war.

Only through rapid development can we compete with them next year.

However, now that the passage to Winterfell has been opened, and materials and resources for making potions can be purchased, growth will be incredibly rapid.

Having taken over the Valley Territory, Ron was even more confident in the development of his territory.

"Fria, how are you feeling now? Does the place where you were stabbed still hurt?"

Lucia was worried about her companion's safety and wanted to touch him to see if his injuries had healed.

But ever since she was scolded last time, she has learned her lesson and knows that she shouldn't touch those two places carelessly.

"Don't worry, it's completely healed."

Fria smiled happily; she was overjoyed to be back in front of her friends.

The promise to take them home can still be fulfilled in the future.

"Fria, why do you have dragon wings growing on your back? Lucia wants them too."

Looking at those crimson dragon wings, Lucia was so envious she almost drooled; she longed to have such wings too.

That way we can go up in the sky and catch birds to eat...

Lucia is like that; her dreams are always so simple and unpretentious.

"I don't know either. When I was about to die, I was suddenly surrounded by flames. When I woke up, dragon wings had grown out."

Filya was also surprised, as she had never seen any of her clan's elders grow dragon wings.

I've only seen winged dragons in some dragon caves.

However, those are murals carved on stone walls, and it is impossible to know when they were created.

"Ah, Lucia's afraid of pain, then let's forget about it..."

Lucia felt that if she had to endure that kind of pain, she would rather be a lazy dragon without dreams.

"Fria, do you feel anything different about your body?"

O'Ville wanted to know just how much stronger her companion had become, so she could have a general understanding of her strength in the future.

"My physical strength has increased, and I can control the flames more freely."

Filya didn't hide her improved strength; she felt that she could now easily crush that man.

And I can't hold back any longer, I want to make a move now.

This shameless human needs to be rubbed into the ground every day.

She was repeatedly put in danger; this time, thanks to the changes in her body, she would have really died.

Fria felt she would never forget this event and would always remember this day.

"Yarman, you lead your men to clean up the battlefield. Keep all the useful supplies, and burn the corpses together."

Now that the battle was over, it was time to clean up the battlefield, and Ron immediately gave the order.

"Yes, Master Ron."

Today, Yarman is also very excited because he has finally eliminated the enemy, so he can develop in peace.

Upon receiving the order, he led his men to begin clearing the battlefield as Ron had instructed.

"Fiona, you will go to the valley territory in a while to gather the people under your control. If there are any troublemakers, kill them. You only need those who are obedient."

Ron spared none of Wilson Gray's knights, but the common people were still somewhat useful, so there was no need to exterminate them all.

However, it is estimated that there will not be many subjects, since Wilson Gray only received serfs around fifty years old.

If there are too many, that territory will become a retirement home...

"Understood, Master~"

Fiona nodded, happy to take on this task.

If we eliminate Wilson Gray, this roadblock, today, I bet she'll be happy no matter what we do.

"Dragon, well done."

After Ron finished arranging everything, he came to the demi-human women and looked at the different-looking Fria with a smile on his face.

Despite her bloodline awakening a second time, her physique didn't change much. However, within her crimson scales, there seemed to be some dark red patterns, which were hard to see clearly, but this must be a sign of increased strength.

When the dragon wings on its back are folded up, some of the wingspan can still be seen from the front. The color of the scales is similar to that of the body, but more reddish.

Overall, it doesn't look out of place at all; in fact, it looks more like a real dragon.

"Isn't it too late to say all this now?"

Fria wasn't angry; she simply stared coldly at the man before her with her crimson vertical pupils.

It seemed as if he was completely devoid of emotion.

"It's not too late, after all, you're still alive, aren't you?"

Ron had no intention of revealing her body's secret, because if he did, Fria would be completely out of control.

I might become her toy, taken back to the tribe, and subjected to her wanton abuse.

"And because of this, you've become stronger. I think you should be grateful."

Ron's attitude remained the same, unchanged from before.

He wouldn't become subservient just because Philia has become stronger.

Taming dragons is like this: you must never spoil them. If you lose in terms of momentum even once, you'll never be able to tame a dragon properly in your entire life.

"I have a whole new understanding of your shamelessness. Don't worry, my fists will repay you properly in a moment."

It hardened; both Fria's fists and tail hardened.

She had expected the other party to apologize, or at least say something like sorry.

Unexpectedly, he said the same things as before, things that made the dragon uncomfortable.

But I don't know why, even though I was very angry and furious before, seeing the other person's face made me feel much less angry.