The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

The remaining materials can be used to make many more potions for professionals, but only one type of potion can be used to make a holy knight potion.

The reason is simple: during this time, Shemir found many materials, and only this one was missing to make the complete Holy Knight Potion.

It has to be said that having Shemir can save a lot of gold coins.

Almost every time they went hunting, they would have a small harvest, finding materials worth a fortune.

This is the advantage of the subhuman race; in many aspects of their bodies, they far surpass humans.

If managed properly, the strongest legion can be created.

Thinking of this, Ron's lips curled up slightly, and he began to look forward to conquering the Misty Forest.

Subjugate all the demi-human races inside, especially the dwarves and elves.

With families belonging to these two major groups, the strength of a territory will increase dramatically.

The reason is simple: dwarves are skilled at crafting weapons and armor. Any weapon or armor crafted by them will have its quality and strength increased by several levels.

With the dwarves, it's like having an arms factory that surpasses the entire continent.

With the continuous production of magical potions and the training of various professionals, becoming the strongest on the continent is only a matter of time.

The elves, needless to say, not only have an exceptionally high affinity with life, but they are also unparalleled in archery and appearance.

Subduing the elves would be equivalent to possessing an archery legion with perfect accuracy.

Moreover, the arrows of the elves are very special, with extremely strong armor-piercing effect, making them almost indestructible.

As long as we develop steadily, conquering the continent is only a matter of time.

However, one must take things one step at a time, and one must eat one bite at a time. These things cannot be rushed. One must first be granted a fief and a title, and officially become a lord.

"Whoo~"

Ron breathed a sigh of relief after thinking about this. Just as he was about to go out, he heard a knock on the door.

"Master, it's time for lunch."

Just by hearing the voice, Ron already knew who it was. He took a few steps to the door, opened it, and sure enough, there stood his maid.

"Master, is it finished?"

When Fiona saw the man come out, she knew that he must have already completed the research.

That bastard Ron, making it all so mysterious, he won't even let the maid see!

They're definitely researching some strange potion~

"Okay, go and bring lunch over. We can eat in the room."

Ron nodded, then gave an instruction to his maid.

The demi-human women weren't there at noon today, only Ron and the maid were there, so I figured I could just have lunch in my room.

"Yes, you bastard master~"

Upon hearing this, Fiona lifted her skirt and curtsied, then turned and walked toward the restaurant.

That bastard Ron must not have realized that he's any different.

That bastard only knows about sex, how could he possibly realize that I've changed into thick black bodysuit stockings and a new maid outfit?

After inspecting the territory, Fiona returned to her room and began trying on her new maid outfit.

To her surprise, it fit perfectly and was quite comfortable to wear. It wasn't cold at all, like wearing pants, and it still retained the texture of black tights.

So at lunchtime, she simply dressed up so Ron could see for himself and see if he could spot her.

It's normal that Ron didn't notice, since he sees it every day, and he's not the kind of man who likes to pay attention to the details of a woman's appearance.

Especially since they're both black bodysuits and maid outfits, how could anyone tell them apart so clearly?

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"You jerk, lunch's in!"

After placing the lunch plates on the long table, Fiona pulled out the chair for the head of the table, but her face showed a hint of disgust.

That bastard Ron didn't even notice the changes in himself; he really only cares about that kind of thing.

They don't care about themselves at all~

He's a shameless bastard!

"Let's sit down and eat together."

Ron plopped down on the sofa chair and then gestured for the maid to eat with him.

"Yes, Master~"

Upon hearing this, Fiona nodded, gently placed her round, pert buttocks on the sofa chair, and then offered a reminder.

"Master, do you notice anything different about the maid today?"

Damn Ron, if you still can't see it after all this, you're dead meat.

"Um...."

Ron looked at his maid with interest and found that she was still the same as before, with nothing new to add to her appearance or personality.

"From the outside, there doesn't seem to be any difference. I'll give you a proper check after lunch."

Although there's no visible difference, since the woman asked that question, there must be something different about it.

Ron brushed it off and then looked at his maid with a wicked grin.

"Even though the maid changed her maid outfit and black bodysuit into thicker ones, how come the master didn't notice?"

Fiona rolled her eyes at the man beside her with disdain, then turned her head away;

"I wouldn't want to do anything for a master like that."

That bastard Ron, all he knows how to do is that kind of thing.

I have never really observed myself closely.

What a jerk!

Ron: "..."

Upon hearing this, Ron suddenly understood why girls liked to act unreasonably.

The maid outfit and the black bodysuit are clearly the same color and similar in style, except that the bodysuit is thicker. How could you tell them apart at a glance?

"You can't see the difference with your eyes because it's thicker. I'll have a good feel for it after lunch and see what the difference is."

Ron wasn't angry at his maid's little mood; that's just how Infiona is—she always says strange things.

For a scumbag like this, verbal reprimands are no longer effective; physical discipline is necessary.

She won't learn her lesson unless you hit her hard enough.

"I won't let that bastard owner get his way~"

Fiona glared at the man in front of her with an expression of utter contempt, but then stretched out her foot, which was encased in thick black bodysuit stockings.

Are you sure this is to prevent me from succeeding?

Ron's lips curled into a wide grin as he watched his maid's feet gently rub against his calves.

That wretched maid, she really is all talk and no action.

“Master wanted to finish lunch before checking, but the maid did it early. How can that not be considered preventing Master from succeeding?”

Fiona pouted, slightly raised her chin, and said with a proud expression:

"And maids hate this kind of thing the most~ They hate masters like that~"

As she ate her lunch, she looked at the man in front of her with an expression as if he were a piece of scum.

That bastard Ron always tries to bully me, how could I let him get away with it so easily?

You need to take the initiative.

That way it won't be considered being bullied!

"What you said makes a lot of sense."

This was the first time Ron had ever heard his maid spout such fallacies and heresies.

"Of course! What the maid says makes sense!"

Fiona slightly raised her foot, revealing a smug expression.

I hate masters and such the most!

"I'm stuffed."

After Ron finished eating and drinking, he placed the knife on the long table and picked up a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

"The maid is full too."

Fiona put down her knife, picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth, and prepared to end her lunch.

"You didn't eat much just now, you're definitely not full yet."