The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

"No, no, I didn't!"

When the culprit from last night's dream appeared, Lucia was filled with shame. Her tail swayed incessantly, and her pale blue scales became even more lustrous, glistening with moisture.

What happened in my dream must never be known to the lord!

"morning."

O'Ville responded politely.

Fria glanced at the man with a cold face, but did not respond, still maintaining that indifferent demeanor.

However, thinking about what happened in the dream, I can't calm down.

She felt that if she stepped on his face in real life, this shameless man would definitely do what she dreamed of, and might even hug and kiss her.

This kind of thing...

Just thinking about it was unbearable for her...

"That's good. Let's go have breakfast."

Ron didn't want to dwell on the matter, so he planned to finish breakfast, sell the potion first, and then buy the supplies needed for the expansion.

Expanding territory may seem difficult, but it's actually not simple at all.

In addition to the knightly order, various kinds of resources for pioneering are also needed.

It will probably take two days to prepare everything.

"Yay~ We get to eat barbecue again."

Lucia, who had been nervous and shy just moments before, immediately forgot everything else when she heard there was food.

His mind was filled with nothing but roasted meat, and his mouth was already watering.

O'Ville remained silent, staying close to Lucia; she didn't seem to have a strong need for food.

What frustrates her is that, despite not being particularly demanding in terms of food, her reproductive desire has been steadily increasing lately.

Especially when I'm trying to sleep, the image of that man always inexplicably pops into my mind.

This feeling made her restless and unable to sleep, tossing and turning all night.

What O'Vell didn't know was that these kinds of things are better left unresolved than suppressed. If left unaddressed, once the situation reaches its limit, it will inevitably spiral out of control, surging like a raging ocean wave...

Philia's emotions upon seeing the man were also complex.

On one hand, he felt that this human deserved to die and that he had to gouge out his eyes and take revenge.

On the one hand, a strange feeling welled up, and she even became somewhat infatuated with that feeling.

Thinking of this, Fria clenched her teeth.

It's just physical desire; I'm sure I can control it...

"Lilith, breakfast is ready."

Ron knocked on Lilith's door.

"My lord, I am currently at an important juncture in my research. You may eat first."

Lilith's voice came from inside; it sounded weak, but still very excited.

How long have you been researching this?

Hearing the other person's listless voice, Ron asked a question out of curiosity.

"I don't know either. I've been researching it ever since I left yesterday."

Lilith is obsessed with divination and elixirs, often spending days without eating or drinking to study them.

"Okay, I'll call you again at noon."

Skipping a meal or two isn't a big problem; after all, she's not an ordinary person.

So Ron didn't insist and took the little dragons to the restaurant.

As soon as she reached the restaurant entrance, Fiona bowed respectfully and began to speak:

"Breakfast is ready, Master."

She acted as if she had no idea what had just been said, continuing to do what a maid should do without changing her expression.

"Ah."

Ron didn't delve any deeper into what had just happened, because he was now focused on purchasing resources for the pioneers.

As for punishing the maid, it's not too late to wait until things stabilize.

Of course, if she continues to be so unruly, and I can't tolerate it, then I won't.

"The roast chicken smells so good!"

As soon as they entered the restaurant, before Ron even sat down at a table, Lucia eagerly sat down on a stool and picked up a roast chicken to eat.

"It tastes so good!"

Lucia is like that. She's naturally a bit ditzy, and when she sees food, her brain shuts down, leaving her only focused on eating and not thinking about anything else.

"Lucia, the lord hasn't let us eat yet."

Although O'Ville was unfamiliar with human rules, she noticed that Ron would say something before everyone started eating.

Through this, she understood that humans must have such rules.

"It's okay, I don't like people who are too conventional."

Ron himself is not a rule-abiding person, and he is not rigid in his treatment of his subordinates either.

If he's loyal enough and useful enough, he probably wouldn't be angry even if Lucia peed on his head....

"Hehe~ My lord is the best~"

Hearing O'Ville's words, Lucia realized that she had been too hasty.

However, Ron didn't pursue the matter, which made her very happy, and she felt that the lord was a very good person.

I can eat delicious roasted meat every day, and I don't have to do any work. I have a very leisurely life every day.

Lucia felt that she would feel embarrassed if she didn't give something in return.

But I have nothing, so what would the lord like...?

By the way, it seems the lord needs the water from the scales at the tip of his tail...

Gumbling—

Thinking of this, Lucia swallowed a mouthful of dragon's saliva.

If there's a chance, give it to the lord.

After all, having your tail rubbed feels really good...

Chapter 49 lists the resources needed for development! Should we buy wheat seeds?

The dining atmosphere today was very pleasant.

This is also what Ron wanted to see; he didn't like to put on airs of a lord when facing his own people.

But for outsiders, that's a different set of rules.

"You bastard master, you must be thinking about something lewd again."

When Fiona saw Ron stop cutting his food and thinking, she couldn't help but complain.

"I'm considering purchasing development supplies."

Ron looked helplessly at his maid;

"After you finish breakfast, make a list of supplies."

List out the necessary resources for development; this will give you a clearer idea of ​​what you need to buy.

"It was finished a few days ago."

Fiona raised her small face, stood up, took out a yellowed piece of paper from her waist pocket, and handed it to the man.

"Master only needs to think about Se Se; the maid will take care of this for you."

"This was handled well."

Ron was surprised that Fiona had already prepared the supply list in advance, so they could set off to purchase the supplies immediately.

A quick glance revealed more than a dozen types of supplies, with their quantities and market prices all clearly marked.

Fiona's list is very detailed, and she thoughtfully calculated the approximate total price of these supplies.

If he didn't have a mouth, he would be a pretty good person.

"Including wheat, rye seeds, and farm tools."

Ron scanned the list but did not find any wheat or rye seeds.

This is quite normal, since everyone thinks that winter is less than three months away, and when it will be freezing cold, there will be no time to plant crops.

"Master, are you still sleepy, or did you expend too much energy last night, causing you to become mentally confused?"