The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Only when Fiona is fully committed will the experience be even better.

This is what Ron expected to see.

"understood."

Upon hearing this, Fiona looked dejected, her voice low, and slowly walked out of the room.

Once inside the courtyard, she clenched her teeth, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a misty light, as if they were about to overflow.

Ron must dislike me, that's why he said that.

If you like someone, how could you possibly leave under those circumstances? You would definitely be unable to resist pouncing on them.

That bastard Ron, not only did he not pounce on me, but he also told me to think it over?

That bastard, doesn't he know that he wouldn't have agreed to this if he hadn't thought it through?

What a bastard! I'll never help that bastard owner again.

Fiona stormed back to her room, slammed the door shut, took off her shoes and socks, and collapsed onto the bed, letting her body sink into the soft blankets...

After the maid left, Ron stretched and didn't pay much attention to the matter.

Carrying a chest full of potions, he headed towards the knight camp.

Tonight, thirty holy knights will be born. They will be my strongest support and the foundation for my expansion into new territories.

"My lord, what brings you here?"

The two knights on guard at the gate greeted Ron respectfully.

"I came to inspect the area and brought some nice things with me."

Ron kept the purpose of his trip a secret.

"Summon all the squad leaders to the main camp."

A knightly order has various ranks, including commander and squad leader.

The knight commander was in charge of all the knights, and then they were divided into groups of five, with each group having a squad leader.

During battle, the squad leader can better command the knights in combat.

Of course, this is also why Ron only has one hundred knights under his command.

If the knightly order is large enough, the squad leaders are in groups of ten, twenty, or even a hundred.

"Yes, Lord Lord."

After receiving the order, the knight walked steadily to inform the various squad leaders.

Ron only waited a moment before twenty squad leaders appeared before him.

"Lord Lord."

They placed their hands on their chests, knelt on one knee, and respectfully performed a lower-ranking salute.

This action usually only occurs when a subordinate is facing a superior.

"Everyone, get up."

These are the most loyal knights under his command.

They came from impeccable families; each of their fathers was a knight loyal to the Leonard family.

Some families have even served under the Leonard family for generations.

Therefore, these people are far more loyal than the recruited foreign knights, and are Ron's most trustworthy core group.

"We're about to expand our territory, and we'll likely be facing off against the enemy head-on. Are you afraid?"

Ron scanned the familiar faces, each with a resolute expression, a result of their knightly training from a young age.

"We are not afraid to fight for our lord!"

"As long as I think about fighting for you and for the Leonard family, I have nothing to fear."

They spoke each sentence with unwavering resolve, as if they were all born warriors.

"it is good!"

Seeing this, Ron nodded in satisfaction and then opened the box;

"Here are thirty doses of Holy Knight Potion. One dose for each of you, and the remaining ten doses are for you to choose who to give them to."

Ron only knew that his squad leaders were quite strong, but he didn't know much about the ordinary knights under their command.

Of course, no matter how well you know someone, it's not as deep as the understanding you have of the squad leader you share meals and sleep with.

It's best to let them distribute the potions.

Doing this also makes the squad leaders feel trusted.

When facing enemies in the future, they will only fight even harder.

Their eyes lit up at the sight of the bottles of potions.

No knight wants to be a holy knight.

They dream of becoming holy knights.

I never expected Ron to bring out thirty potions today.

"My lord, we will certainly not let you down."

They were all grateful for the potion Ron had given them, and all they could think about was fighting for Ron and for the honor of the Leonard family.

Looking at the smiling faces, Ron's pent-up anger dissipated considerably.

After tonight, with these thirty holy knights, there's no need to worry too much anymore.

Apart from facing a few sons of viscounts and earls, he has the ability to fight any other nobleman.

After a period of steady development, Ron is confident that he can defeat any force in this pioneering war.

The future is promising...

Chapter 45 Fiona's Night Raid! What a thoughtful and kind maid!

The stars and moon hang high in the sky, and the evening breeze brings coolness.

Ron strolled through the night, his thoughts a jumble of emotions.

I wonder what choice Fiona will make.

Ron was actually quite conflicted about this maid, as her identity was very special.

They were childhood sweethearts who grew up together. They were almost inseparable when they were young, often sleeping in the same bed, and had a very close relationship.

Later, due to family beliefs, Fiona became her personal maid, and their relationship began to become somewhat complicated.

Like close childhood sweethearts, yet not quite.

Now it's almost time to break through that thin layer of paper, and once it happens, it will add a new kind of bond.

"Hey, why think so much?"

Ron stopped worrying. There's always a way out, and true feelings come from deep sleep.

pat-

Ron gently pushed open the door. It was dark inside, and he could not see clearly. Only the afterglow of the bright moonlight seeped into the doorway.

After closing the door, Ron's eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light, but he didn't see Fiona in the room.

He wasn't disappointed; sooner or later, this maid would have to be fed anyway.

There's no rush. I'm tired after a long day, so I can take a good rest.

Ron went to the bathroom, intending to take a shower and then go to bed; he still had to sell five potions the next morning...

On the other side, Fiona's emotions were not so stable.

She had just finished showering and was lying on the sofa in a sheer pink and white nightgown, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I don’t know what I’m thinking about.

This action has continued for a full ten minutes without changing.

When her bottom started to ache from lying down, Fiona finally moved, got up, and walked barefoot on the wooden floor.

Previously, it was all covered by black pantyhose, but now it's completely exposed.

Fiona is beautiful, and her feet are also very pretty.

Her small feet were slender and fair, with rounded and plump toes that had a hint of pink, like delicious pink cherries that tempted one to take a bite.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror, put her hands on her hips, and gently twisted her body, her brows gradually furrowing.

Damn Ron, what did I do wrong? In that situation, he actually tried to kick me out.

No, we absolutely can't let this go.

He told me to go to my room once I'd thought it through, so I'm going now.

Thinking of this, Fiona was just about to put on her shoes and socks and go to Ron's room.