The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Ron worked from morning until after 1 p.m. without having lunch, before finally finishing making more than fifty potions.

Twenty portions were to be given to ordinary knights who had not yet been promoted to holy knights; there was nothing to say about that, priority was given to the capable.

The remaining potions were given to the newly promoted Holy Knights, which would not only increase their strength but also accelerate their advancement to Holy Light Knights.

The other two high-grade materials haven't been used to make potions yet, for a simple reason: without Fria's blood, the potions made will always be a grade lower.

This time, Ron doesn't plan to extract the most precious true dragon blood from Phyllia's body; he'll just extract ordinary blood from her.

Now, even ordinary blood in Phyllis's body contains a trace of true dragon blood.

Since it's not the first time this potion has awakened, its effects won't be much weaker even if you take the regular kind.

Moreover, she probably wouldn't agree to have her true dragon blood extracted from Phyllis.

"Whoo~"

After finishing making a large batch of potions, Ron breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the maid who was squatting down eating lunch.

My maid is really clingy. Since I didn't have time to eat lunch, she stayed by my side, brought me a meal, and I ate while waiting.

Although he's clingy, Ron doesn't dislike him; on the contrary, he quite likes him.

"You bastard master, please stop staring at my body with those weird looks. Masters like that are the most disgusting!"

Fiona pouted, gave the man a disdainful look, and then licked her little tongue.

That bastard Ron, he always looks at me like that.

It's like you're actually liking him, or liking that kind of thing~

Even lunch can't shut you up.

Ron was also helpless with his maid; he couldn't even glance at her while eating lunch.

I actually quite enjoyed being looked at by her with that expression of looking at a scumbag and a pervert.

"If it weren't for that bastard master threatening me with magic potions, I wouldn't have come to keep him company~"

Fiona pouted, looking all wronged.

That bastard Ron always uses this kind of thing to blackmail me~

It could have been given directly.

"How can this potion be considered truly precious if you don't pay something in return?"

Ron gently stroked Fiona's fair face and smiled smugly:

"Besides, I only asked you to do this because I like you. Otherwise, why wouldn't I ask others to do it?"

Ron's words were half true and half false; he genuinely liked her, which is why Fiona acted this way.

The lie is that you're preventing others from doing so...

"You bastard master, you've probably done this to countless people already, you won't believe it~"

Fiona pouted, turned her head away, and ate her food with a sullen face, not wanting to delay her business by talking to a man.

You absolutely cannot trust that bastard Ron...

uh~

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After handing a large batch of potions to the maid, Ron went to the dragon girl's room and found that Phyllis was not there.

He knew he was probably still out there cultivating.

So he rode his horse towards the forest he had been in before, and asked Philia to leave for a while in the morning, and then he didn't come back.

They probably stayed outside because they were afraid the merchants hadn't left yet.

Phyllis is like this; although she's arrogant, she's always sharp-tongued when it comes to things like her mouth and tail.

But they are still sensible and won't do anything to harm the interests of the territory.

If it were a mindless dragon, it probably wouldn't care about so much.

Tread-tap-

As the horses traversed the forest, Ron suddenly felt a darkness before him, as if something had blocked the sunlight. Then he saw a figure entirely crimson flying down from mid-air.

The dragon's wingspan is a full four meters, which is quite impressive.

"it's over?"

Philia landed in front of the man and spoke calmly.

Perhaps because she had been cultivating all morning, her fair face had a faint blush, and fine beads of sweat slid down her forehead, making her look quite pretty.

"Okay, we can go back for lunch now."

Ron took out a transparent glass container;

"After lunch, let me have some blood drawn."

Upon hearing the man's words, Fria's eyes immediately turned cold.

"Aren't you being a little too self-righteous about that?"

She stared at the man in front of her with her crimson eyes, as if trying to see right through him.

How dare this shameless man ask me to draw blood again?

They treated me so badly last time, and now they're coming after me again, and this whole thing is going to do me no good at all...

If this guy gets stronger, it will be harder for me to control him.

"There's no other way; only your blood can activate the potion's properties."

Ron shrugged helplessly, then said with a serious expression:

"However, I don't plan to draw blood from the tip of your tail this time, since that would have a significant impact on your health."

It would be a waste to extract the true dragon blood from the tip of the Fire Dragon Girl's tail now; ordinary blood would suffice.

"So, you're actually quite considerate of me?"

Phyllis scoffed dismissively, her expression indifferent as she said:

"I'm not stupid enough to draw blood again just to make you stronger."

This matter is entirely detrimental to her.

Clearly, only by being stronger than the man in front of her could she live more comfortably for the next three years and keep him at her feet.

If the opponent's strength increases by a sudden leap, Fria doesn't dare to imagine what she will face...

We absolutely cannot let this man become stronger...

"Are you worried that if I become stronger, I'll completely become my dragon weapon?"

Ron licked his lips, looking at the little fire dragon in front of him with a smug expression.

I still remember her arrogant statement that as long as I was stronger than her, she could do whatever she wanted with me.

"What's there to worry about? You're so weak and pathetic, you only deserve to be trampled under my feet."

When Philia saw that her worries had been exposed, she did not show any panic on her face. Instead, she looked at her with a deeper gaze.

He seemed completely unconcerned about the matter.

"If you're not afraid, why don't you smoke?"

"Why would you smoke if you're not afraid?"

Philia frowned as she looked at the man in front of her.

No matter what the other party says, it's right not to agree.

Anyway, he's just a weak human being that Ren Long can manipulate right now.

"It's okay if you don't agree. I'll just go find Oville and Lucia to draw later."

Ron shook the glassware in his hand, revealing a sinister smile;

"Then I won't just draw regular blood anymore, I'll draw blood from the very tip of their tails."

Although Ovelle and Lucia's blood is not as good as Philia's.

But the blood at the tip of the tail was enough.

Of course, Ron didn't really intend to do that; these words were merely a threat to the dragon before him.

After all, her partner was the most important person to her, and she couldn't possibly abandon him.

"you dare!!!"

Upon hearing this, Fria's vertical pupils contracted, and she took a sudden half-step forward, grabbing the man in front of her by the collar and glaring at him fiercely.

“If you dare to draw their blood, I swear I will kill you.”

Given this human's level of shamelessness, he is absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

Damn humans, they really only see us as tools.