The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

The sun sets behind the horizon, and the evening glow retreats into the mountains and forests.

As the night deepened, the stars and moon in the sky grew brighter.

The dinner ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

As always, Lucia, with her gluttonous nature, still has a big appetite. Yi Long ate seven or eight lamb legs and more than a dozen roast chickens.

Lilith didn't eat dinner. In her words, it was the early stage of the research, and there were many problems to overcome, so she didn't have time to eat.

After exchanging a few words with the maid, Ron returned to his room.

Instead of going to sleep, he took out a map and began studying the route to the swamp.

While accidents are unlikely to happen on the road, it's always good to be cautious.

When you're unsure what to do, you can ask Lilith to do some divination.

Ron thought Lilith was incredibly useful; she could be used to eliminate a wrong answer anywhere.

perfect!

"Whoo~"

After studying Ron for a long time, he rubbed his face and let out a long sigh of relief.

We have a general route in mind, but we'll have to wait until we reach a fork in the road to make a choice.

After all, the map is very simple and can only give you a general idea. You have to walk for a while to know if the road is good or not.

It's still early, let's go outside and train a bit to familiarize ourselves with the characteristics of the Holy Light Sword.

Ron left the room.

At this moment, the stars and moon hang high in the sky, and the evening breeze brings coolness.

This weather is perfect for sword practice.

Ron went to the open space in the courtyard, drew his longsword, gripped the hilt tightly, and began to swing it repeatedly.

Within ten minutes, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

This is just a warm-up; the real practice is about to begin.

The Holy Knight is called a Holy Knight because it possesses holy light within its body, which can cover its longsword and increase its lethality.

Once you reach the rank of Holy Knight, you can freely control the Holy Light.

Ron has only recently become a Holy Knight and is not yet able to control himself freely.

However, it's much better than using a regular longsword.

Previously, only a tiny amount of holy light, about the size of a sesame seed, could be applied to the longsword.

It can now cover each bean-sized grain of holy light.

Although it hasn't achieved full coverage yet, its power has increased significantly. A single strike from this sword is something no ordinary knight could withstand.

The holy light within Ron's body is two to three times that of a holy knight of the same rank.

With abundant Holy Light, not only can the Holy Light cover last longer, but its power is also stronger.

Holy light is a special kind of existence, like a layer of starlight covering a longsword.

It can increase strength, hardness, toughness, and lethality.

With each strike, a faint golden holy light could be seen surging forth.

However, there was only a faint trace.

Only by advancing to the rank of Holy Light Knight can Holy Light form something resembling sword energy.

In addition to taking a magic potion once a month, training and comprehension will also accelerate the advancement process.

In order to become stronger, Ron stopped slacking off and prepared to practice swordsmanship for at least two hours every night.

shhhhh--

In the courtyard, Ron practiced his swordsmanship with complete absorption under the moonlight.

People become incredibly focused when they have something to do.

At this moment, Ron entered a state of focused concentration, with only how to make the next strike even better.

This made him forget the passage of time.

After finishing her training in the backyard, Fria prepared to go back to her room to take a shower and have a good night's sleep.

As I passed by the front yard, I was surprised to see a figure moving around in the moonlight.

Curious, she turned her head and looked over. There was a tall man holding a long sword that shimmered with starlight, slashing and hacking.

After recognizing the man's appearance, Fria frowned slightly.

This human looks weak, but I never expected him to know this move.

She had witnessed the power of this move when she was captured by humans before.

At that time, Fria was not yet an adult and was no match for a group of Holy Knights.

Now that I have the opportunity, I can learn more about this human ability so that I can handle it with ease if I encounter it again in the future.

Philia quietly sat down on the bench in the pavilion, her crimson eyes fixed on the man's every move...

Ron, focused on his work, didn't notice the dragon that had appeared in the pavilion.

When he stopped to catch his breath, he noticed that there seemed to be a figure in the pavilion.

Ron assumed it was Fiona, since it was so late and she was probably the only one watching him practice his swordsmanship.

When I turned around, I was surprised to see Philia with long, fiery red hair.

Why is it her?

As expected, this fire dragon girl was up to no good. Peeking at sword practice must have been her way of assessing my strength so she could make her move later.

Noticing the man's gaze, for some reason, Fria nervously avoided his eyes.

"Spying on men in the middle of the night is not a good habit."

Ron sheathed his longsword and slowly walked toward the pavilion.

"I am watching openly and honestly."

Just as Fria was about to leave, her expression turned serious and cold when she saw the man approaching.

A pair of crimson vertical pupils stared at the other person as if they were devoid of any emotion.

"how?"

Ron plopped down next to Fria and teased her with a laugh;

"You're staring at me like that, do you like me?"

He found it quite amusing to tease the fire dragon girl sometimes.

"Anything I set my sights on will either end up in my stomach or die under my claws."

Philia raised her chin slightly, her face full of arrogance.

"Sometimes what ends up in our stomachs isn't just grilled meat."

Ron smirked, intending to provoke Fria so he could gain a good sparring partner.

"Disgusting human... I find your mouth even more repulsive than your eyes."

Steam rose from the scales on Phyllis's body as she gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at the man before her.

"If I have the chance, I'll shut you up forever."

She felt that even if she didn't kill this human in the future, she would cut off his tongue and gouge out his eyes.

Only in this way can I vent my anger.

"Come on, you can shut me up now."

Ron brought his face closer, revealing a smug expression.

"Die to me!!!"

At that moment, Fria's mind went blank with anger. Steam kept spewing from her scales, and her hands turned into sharp claws as she grabbed at the man's shoulder.

Clang——

Faced with the sudden attack of the claws, Ron instantly drew his longsword and held it horizontally in front of him to block.

Sparks flew as the sharp longsword clashed with the black claws, shattering the silence of the night.

"You little dragon, you have such a bad temper. Today I'm going to trample you under my feet and conquer you."

Ron wasn't actually angry; he said that to provoke Fria and make her enrage and attack.

This kind of battle is far more savage than mere sparring.

"Disgusting human, you are the one who should be trampled underfoot."

Fria had reached her limit and decided that even if she didn't kill the other party, she would teach him a lesson.

Clang, Clang, Clang——