The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

"Of course, I grabbed it because I liked it."

Ron didn't answer Shemel's previous question, but instead showed his actions whether he hated or liked her ears and tail.

This feels really good.

A different experience, a completely new experience.

"Yes, Lord, I'm glad you like it~"

Upon hearing this, Xue Mier bit her pink lips, turned her face to the side, and gazed at the man behind her with affectionate eyes that were brimming with water.

That's great, the lord doesn't dislike me.

It seems that she quite likes it.

Because I could sense that the lord's emotions had become even more heightened.

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clap clap-

clap clap-

A crisp sound came from the dense forest, and a crimson figure was cultivating under the moonlight.

Today, Fria seemed to be working harder, using her dragon wings more skillfully. She had already begun to master the dragon wings and was able to perform simple attacks and defenses.

With diligent practice, you'll only become more adept at controlling the dragon wings.

"Whoo~"

After cultivating for a long time, Filya let out a long sigh and looked towards the castle, seemingly anticipating something.

This shameless man always comes to spar so late at night.

They must be doing something strange~

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Inside the room, on the sofa.

Shemier lay on the sofa, breathing rapidly, her delicate body trembling slightly, gazing at the man in front of her with a charming expression.

"Lord~"

She propped herself up and nestled close to the man's shoulder, gently rubbing her fair, slightly flushed face against his shoulder affectionately.

This is how the Ice Wolf expresses its love and affection.

Of course, there is another way to express liking.

"So, are you satisfied with my reward today?"

Ron put his arm around Shemel's slender waist and asked smugly.

"Of course, I'm very satisfied!"

Upon hearing this, Shemier lowered her head shyly, her cheeks flushed, and she was a little embarrassed to look the other person in the eye.

How could I not like it?

I need to work harder in the future so that I can receive more rewards from the lord...

Ron chatted with her for another ten minutes or so before returning to his room and resting on the sofa.

I need to get myself in shape before my sparring match with Fria, so I don't get beaten up badly.

For some reason, Ron felt a bit colder when he got back, especially his legs, which felt very cold from the wind.

Looking down, I realized what had caused it.

"This little ice wolf..."

Ron stretched, took a nice shower, changed into clean clothes, and then headed out of the house towards the forest.

Soon they arrived at their agreed-upon spot. As usual, Fria was wearing a red, slit dress and cultivating by the stream.

Her stunning figure under the moonlight was breathtaking; just looking at her was enough to make one unable to tear their gaze away.

Ron didn't spar directly, but instead leaned against a tree to rest and recover his energy while watching Philia dance gracefully.

At this moment, Ron finally understood why those nobles liked to keep a group of dancers. They were indeed very eye-catching, and just looking at them was enough to make one feel refreshed.

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"Come and get beaten up when you've had your fill of looking."

Fria actually knew the man had arrived, but she didn't say anything, letting his gaze roam freely over her.

This shameless man stares at me like that every day, doesn't he get tired of it?

And if I don't speak up, is he planning to just keep watching...?

But how could we let him keep watching? He needs to come over and be used as a punching bag, a tool to be abused.

"Can't I admire it a little longer?"

Ron shrugged helplessly, making a look that seemed to indicate he hadn't had enough.

Indeed, it was a bit unsatisfying, because not everyone can see a Philia like that.

If she were to become a dancer, with tickets costing over a thousand, I imagine all the nobles would be scrambling to see her.

"Of course, I'll move closer so you can really appreciate it."

After saying this, Fria suddenly exerted force with her calves, and the entire dragon flew towards the man, its solid fist striking his face.

Snapped--

Ron was prepared and quickly blocked the attack.

"Evil dragon, I told you not to hit my face."

This is what frustrates him the most. Although his self-healing ability can restore his injuries, the feeling of constantly being proven wrong is still quite unpleasant.

"I'll insist on having what you say you don't want."

How could Fei Liya possibly obey a man's arrangements? When she saw the look of disgust and disdain on his face, she felt incredibly satisfied.

I wish I could ride over there and pin the other person to the ground and beat them up.

However, in order to become stronger and to completely subdue the man in front of her, Fria abandoned the idea and decided to spar first, as usual.

clap clap-

bang bang bang-

And so, the man and the dragon continued their sparring under the moonlight.

Perhaps seeing the man's pained and disheveled appearance, a bright smile appeared on Fria's face.

"Evil dragon, don't go too far. You're not only hitting me, but you're also laughing."

Ron was helpless; lacking the strength, he could only let the dragon do as it pleased.

Actually, I wasn't that upset. On the contrary, I thought Fria looked quite pretty when she smiled. It's rare to see her smile so happily.

“There’s more to come, you’re going to be my tool.”

Without wasting any words, Fria walked directly to the stream, gently placed her round, pert buttocks on the soft grass, and waited for the man to arrive.

"Damn it, being used as a tool and played with every day is like hell."

Ron gritted his teeth and made a very reluctant expression.

"It would be more convincing if you took your hands off my feet when you said that."

Fria knew exactly what the man in front of her was thinking, and immediately showed a disdainful expression.

This shameless human clearly enjoys being my tool, yet he's always so stubborn.

"Just take it away, I quite like it after all."

Ron told the truth that Filya's feet were fair and slender, with each toe pink and plump, as tempting and delicious as little cherries.

"That's it."

Just by having her foot grabbed by the man, Fria's delicate body trembled slightly, and when her tail was grabbed, the scales on her body softened at an extremely fast speed.

The scales and tail were really disappointing; they actually gave up with just that!

"Phew~ You're so fond of my feet~"

Philia's delicate body trembled violently. She bit her pink lips and looked at the man in front of her with a charming expression.

The thick tail behind it couldn't help but wrap around the man's arm.

This shameless man is indeed obsessed with his feet...

Chapter 159 The alluring and delicate Philia! Ron became even bolder!