The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Otherwise, given his strength, Leonard Ron would have been crushed in an instant if the two sides had clashed head-on.

And just like that, the matter was quickly settled.

Wilson Gray gave the number as fifty holy knights and three hundred ordinary knights.

The two managers each contributed fifteen holy knights, and the remaining nobles divided the spoils among themselves.

A support knightly order was quickly formed....

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Inside the castle in the swamp territory, Fiona frowned, looking at the man in front of her with an expression of utter contempt.

"I told you, I didn't want to learn to cook, but that bastard master still forced the maid to learn!"

Perhaps afraid of getting scalding hot oil on her, her voice trembled slightly.

Despite outwardly showing disdain, a surge of intense emotion welled up inside, suggesting that he actually quite enjoys cooking.

"What maid can't cook? Don't be afraid or flustered. Just enjoy the fun of cooking."

As Ron taught him step by step, he jokingly said with a smug look on his face:

"Are you starting to enjoy cooking now?"

I have to say, holding the maid's fair and delicate little hand like this feels quite nice.

Especially when they're this close, they can smell each other's faint fragrance.

"No, no, the maid has absolutely no interest in cooking. She feels no enjoyment whatsoever except for fear of it!"

When cooking, Fiona was really flustered. Several times she was so scared that she closed her eyes, afraid of being splashed with hot oil.

"I'd like to see how long you're going to keep up this stubbornness..."

"You bastard master~"

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"I told you not to be afraid. It's just cooking a dish, is it that scary?"

Sometimes Ron was quite helpless. Most women were good at cooking, but his maid was completely incompetent at it.

Even with step-by-step instruction, he still couldn't quite get it right; in the end, he had to step in himself to successfully prepare the dish.

"You bastard Ron, you're a shameless bastard! The maid already said she doesn't like cooking!"

Perhaps because of her embarrassing state just now, Fiona lowered her head in shame, not daring to look at the man in front of her.

Damn owner, I already said I can't cook.

They still insisted on teaching.

Now look what's happened, the soup splashes everywhere while cooking...

"It's okay, you'll gradually come to like it."

Ron brought the breakfast he had prepared to the maid's lips:

"Come on, try it and see how it tastes."

Fiona had no choice but to accept, and the steaming hot dishes were served...

"Cough cough~cough cough~"

Fiona looked as if she had eaten something terrible; her brows furrowed and she coughed repeatedly.

"You bastard master, what is this?! Why does it taste so awful?!"

"I never want to eat your cooking again..."

After saying that, she wanted to escape from there.

But after taking two steps, my foot slipped and I almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Ron's reaction speed improved significantly after acquiring the encyclopedia last night, and he quickly helped his maid to her feet.

"Be careful, the ground is slippery."

Ron felt that the maid was dull and didn't act as calmly as before.

When I got up, I didn't even notice the soup that had spilled on the floor, and I almost fell.

"It's all because of that jerk of a master, forcing me to learn how to cook!"

Fiona pouted, gave the man a disdainful look, and then turned around and carefully went to the door of the room.

"You damn master, remember to get up early and have breakfast later. I have a lot to report to you."

In fact, she had heard from the serfs yesterday in the Valley Territory that an iron ore vein and a black gold stone vein had been discovered near the Kechis Mountains. These were the main materials for making weapons and armor.

With these two mines, you can earn at least tens of thousands of gold coins every year, which is a considerable income.

If the vein is large enough, it can be mined for decades, and the income will come continuously.

Moreover, two merchants were hiding in the tent. They had come to do business with Wilson Gray, but they had almost finished their negotiations when this incident occurred.

However, they were not worried, because for businessmen, it doesn't matter who it is, as long as they can do business and make money.

As for who you do business with, that's not important at all.

"I'll eat the breakfast you made after I wash up. Even though some of it fell on the floor, we can't waste it."

Ron licked his lips, a pleased expression on his face.

Fiona: "Huh???"

"You bastard master, how could my cooking possibly taste good? Just thinking about it makes me cringe! Please don't have that kind of expectation of me!!"

Fiona was stunned; she never expected her master to say something like that.

Unless you have pica, no one will eat the bizarre food she makes.

"Haha, look at your expression, you actually took it seriously."

"You bastard master, you must want to eat it to say that. I don't care about you. After all, you have all sorts of strange fetishes. If you don't mind that the maid's cooking is bad, then you can eat it."

"What are you thinking about? I'm not eating..."

"Doesn't the maid know what kind of person the master is? Once the maid leaves, the master will definitely steal food."

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Chapter 127 Acquiring Two Mines! Negotiating Cooperation with Businessmen!

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

Fiona, dressed in a maid outfit, charmingly pulled out the chair for the main seat;

"Master, please have a meal."

"You should sit down and eat too."

Ron remained calm, as if he had completely forgotten what had just happened.

"Little Dragon, Little Wolf, you can start your breakfast now."

After sitting down, he picked up a knife and smiled as he surveyed the pretty faces in front of him.

It has to be said that these demi-human girls are all very pleasing to the eye, especially Fria, who has grown dragon wings and has become the most unique existence.

"Great, delicious! Lucia loves grilled meat the most!"

Lucia today is a completely different dragon from yesterday at noon.

Yesterday, because I was worried about my partner's safety, I only ate a few bites and couldn't eat anymore.

Seeing that Fria was not only unharmed but had also become stronger today, my appetite suddenly increased, and I ate with great relish.

O'Vell and the others ate much more gracefully, taking small bites of meat and chewing slowly.

"You bastard master, you must have secretly eaten what the maid made just now, didn't you?"

Fiona slightly raised her chin, revealing a look of disgust.

"I really don't know where my master got so many strange quirks. The food I make looks terrible, but my master still eats it with gusto."

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, that bastard Ron will definitely do it.

After all, he already loves his food so much that he'd probably finish it all no matter how bad his cooking is.

Ron: "???"

"Fiona, don't you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Ron was almost choked by her words, looking at his wretched maid with a helpless expression;

"No matter how outrageous I am, or how much I don't discriminate between meat and vegetables, I would never eat something that has fallen on the ground."

At this point, he revealed a mischievous grin;

"Of course, if it hadn't fallen on the ground, I would still have tried it. After all, it was your first time cooking, and although the taste probably wouldn't be very good, it would have a special significance."