The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

This statement left Fiona somewhat bewildered;

"And then? What does the master want to express, or what does he want the maid to do?"

She knew her master's personality very well; if he said these incomprehensible words, he was probably thinking about something strange.

"What I mean is, if you get hungry, I'll make you some late-night snacks."

Ron licked his lips and gave a meaningful smile;

"The maid isn't hungry."

Fiona frowned, looking at the man in front of her with utter contempt, as if she were looking at a scumbag;

"As your maid, how could I not know? So, there is absolutely no way such a thing could happen."

Ron had indeed been planning to do this for a while.

How could I possibly agree to such an rude request?

"Don't ever beg me for anything in the future."

Ron knew what his maid was thinking. Today was probably not the right time, but it was hard to say in a couple of days.

"The owner of this erotic aura is clearly weak, yet he is full of confidence in himself."

Fiona raised an eyebrow, revealing a mocking expression;

"Besides, the master is really lame."

Although she said that, Fiona was both nervous and ashamed at that moment.

My heart was pounding.

"Fiona!"

Ron pulled the maid into his arms.

"Damn master..."

Finally, amidst Fiona's screams, Ron breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

"The master is the weakest."

Fiona stood up, looking at the man in front of her with disdain;

"Such a master, please don't speak so arrogantly next time."

After leaving those words, Fiona ran away in a panic.

Only after running back to her room and closing the door did Fiona pat her chest and gasp for breath;

She first frowned, then her expression softened, and finally she bit her pink lips and went into the bathroom....

Earlier, when she was running outside, Fiona felt her legs getting a little cold from the wind, but only now did she realize why...

It's all that bastard owner's fault...

Ron, who was lying on the sofa, yawned for no apparent reason.

He knew it must be Fiona talking about him.

After all, she had just been saying all sorts of strange things beside me.

At this point, it can only be her.

Ron's lips inexplicably curled up when he thought of his maid.

I have to say, Fiona can be quite interesting sometimes.

This contrast is undoubtedly enormous.

It also brings the strongest impact.

There's still a long road ahead, and plenty of opportunities.

Ron couldn't sleep, so he took a nice shower and then went out.

I plan to stroll around the courtyard and enjoy the quiet night.

Occasional solitude can actually help express inner feelings and allow people to think things through more clearly.

After sitting down in the courtyard, Ron noticed a beautiful figure dancing alone in the moonlight in a corner.

Her captivating figure and efficient movements immediately caught his eye.

Only after looking closely could I see who it was.

That fiery red long hair and ten-centimeter-long dragon horns made it so easy to recognize.

It's so late, and Fria is still training.

What a persistent dragon.

That's understandable, after all, she's the Red Dragon Queen who will sweep across the entire continent in the future.

In addition to their strong abilities, they also possess a tenacious and never-give-up spirit.

Of course, most importantly, she possesses the characteristic of having a bloodline that awakens upon near death.

When one is on the verge of death, one's bloodline will be elevated once again.

We can't let Fria die yet, otherwise her strength will increase even further and she'll be hard to control.

Who knows, they might be turned upside down and have to ride on their heads and urinate on them.

Use this trump card only when you encounter a formidable enemy.

Filya, who had been cultivating, seemed to sense something, stopped, turned her head, and looked towards the pavilion.

After noticing the man staring at her, she clenched her teeth and frowned deeply...

That damn human man, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, is spying here.

For some reason, she wasn't as angry as I'd expected this time; she just snorted and turned to leave.

Three years later, you must first gouge out his eyes, and then roast him with fire every day...

Chapter 47 The Maid's Teasing! Obtain the Holy Knight Encyclopedia!

The night was deeper.

After finishing her training, Fria took a relaxing shower and then lay down on the bed to rest.

Having exhausted a lot of physical and mental energy, he fell asleep quickly.

But today, she seemed to be sleeping restlessly, her legs slightly together, her tail fidgeting and curling up gently around the blanket.

A faint blush rippled across her cheeks, and steam constantly rose from the red scales covering her body...

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Time flies, day and night alternate, and it's already the next morning.

The sky began to lighten with the first light of dawn, the light gradually intensified, and then it began to radiate golden rays.

As the sun rose, the last trace of darkness was driven away.

Inside a mansion in Winterfell.

After washing up, Fiona changed into a neat maid outfit and walked briskly toward Ron's master bedroom.

She seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on her face.

pat-

Fiona was about to knock on the door, but remembering what happened yesterday, she tried turning the doorknob and gently pushed it open.

The owner must have been too tired last night and used up too much energy, so he forgot to lock the door.

What a weak master.

Fiona couldn't help but complain inwardly, then closed the door and tiptoed to the bedside.

Looking at Ron sleeping, she couldn't help but smile and reached out to pinch the man's nose.

"You damn master, the sun is already high in the sky, and you're still sleeping in."

In a daze, Ron was awakened by the noise. He opened his eyes and saw the maid standing in front of him.

"Nothing much to do today, let me sleep in a bit longer."

Ron has been under a lot of pressure lately, and since he doesn't have any urgent engagements today, he wants to take half a day off to relax.

"Who said there's nothing to do? We're about to go to the new land and there's a lot we need to buy."

Fiona gently placed her round, pert buttocks on the edge of the bed, leaned down, and reached out to pinch Ron's face.

"Master must have exhausted too much energy last night, which is why he can't get up. It seems that Master's body is not as strong as I thought. He looks strong and powerful, but he is actually very weak."

She smiled as she said this;

"Of course, this is actually my fault. If it weren't for the maid helping the master solve his problems, someone of the master's age would have been in high spirits long ago."

It was by its own hands that it drained its master's energy and spirit.

“Fiona, I really want to shut you up right now.”