The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

In the past, she certainly wouldn't have known why.

Since the last check-up, I've understood what's going on.

Feeling her own body's condition, Fiona's cheeks flushed, and she bit her pink lips as she left...

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

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Inside the room, Ron got out of bed, quickly washed up, changed into a well-fitting black suit, picked up a bowler hat and a smooth cane with gold trim, and left the room.

Inside the courtyard, the sun shone brightly and the air was fresh.

Ron seemed to be in a good mood today, and his steps were much lighter.

After walking a few steps, you can see a pavilion in the distance, where two dragon maidens are sitting.

With her long red hair, Filya leaned against a pillar on the edge, gazing at the azure sky, lost in thought.

O'Ville, with her wheat-colored skin, leaned forward, her slender waist drooping, her hands braced against the edge of the railing, talking to Lucia, who was lying on the lake.

Perhaps they were talking about something happy, because their tails kept wagging back and forth in a graceful manner.

"Ovelle, straighten your clothes quickly, that damn human is watching you."

After catching a glimpse of Ron out of the corner of her eye, Fria looked over and saw that his gaze had fallen on Ovelle.

"well...."

Upon hearing her companion's words, O'Ville immediately straightened her slender waist and smoothed out the skirt that had been lifted up by her tail.

His tone of voice sounded slightly flustered.

Just knowing that the man had been watching her made her cheeks flush.

Turning my head, I saw a man in a black suit walking towards me with a smile on his face.

"Good morning, little dragons! Did you sleep well last night?"

Ron's words were just a normal greeting, the same as asking someone if they've eaten when you don't know what to say.

However, these words shook the hearts of the dragon girls.

Fria swallowed a mouthful of dragon's saliva, raised her head, and continued to look at the sky, seemingly unwilling to greet the other party.

Her behavior was actually normal, considering she wouldn't have greeted Ron before.

O'Vell lowered her head shyly and spoke nervously;

"Good morning~"

Her voice trembled slightly, as if the man's words had reminded her of the restless night she had spent tossing and turning.

"My lord, good morning! Isn't it time for breakfast?"

Lucia surfaced from the water and excitedly ran ashore, her mind filled with images of roasted meat...

Chapter 70: A Tail-Exposing Outfit with a Hole in the Back! The Dragon Girl in a New Outfit! (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

In the sunlight, in the courtyard, Ron smiled as he looked at the water dragon girl in front of him;

"That's right, I was just about to call you for breakfast."

"Yay! Lucia's been starving!"

She had no concept of time, only that she was particularly hungry this morning.

Actually, Ron woke up an hour late. As for what he did during that hour, only Fiona, who was in her room at the moment, changing her clothes that were soaked through, probably knows.

"My lord, the clothes I mentioned to you yesterday..."

Remembering how she had been seen by the man while lying on the fence with her tail held high, O'Ville felt incredibly ashamed, and her desire to change her clothes grew even stronger.

Because she didn't want her skirt to be constantly pushed up by the tail, which would expose her body...

“I had forgotten about it until you mentioned it. I bought it yesterday. Come with me.”

Yesterday, Ron went to the alien clothing store and bought five or six dresses for each of them, all of which had a hole in the back so that their tails could stick out.

In this way, even if their tails wriggle, they won't lift their skirts, making it much easier for them to do things.

"That's great."

O'Ville wanted to say thank you, but the words stuck in her throat.

Wow! The lord bought us beautiful clothes!

Yesterday, when Lucia went out with Ron, she was very interested in the beautiful clothes of humans.

Women are born to love beauty, and the female dragon is no exception.

"They are all quite beautiful, and they were tailor-made for you."

Ron was actually quite looking forward to seeing what the dragon girls would look like in their new clothes.

After all, they used to wear maid outfits that didn't fit well, but this time Ron carefully selected them based on their figures.

"But the lord hasn't even measured our figures!"

With her quirky way of thinking, Lucia felt that since her figure hadn't been measured in detail, it couldn't be considered custom-made.

“My eyes are like a ruler; I know your height, weight, and body curves perfectly.”

Ron just rattled off the answers, though he didn't actually know much about it; he was just estimating based on a general outline.

"Of course, if you're willing to let me take proper measurements, perhaps I can buy a better fit next time."

He smiled and looked at the several dragon girls in front of him, his expression flippant.

"My lord, that's amazing! Please test Lucia first!"

Naïve Lucia agreed without even thinking it through.

“Lucia, how can you let the lord test your body so casually? That kind of thing is only for partners.”

Upon hearing the man's words, O'Ville immediately recalled the scene of being seen by the man while she was leaning against the fence.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, her body trembled slightly, and her tail swayed gently behind her...

"Then, let's not test it..."

Lucia lowered her head in shame, inexplicably thinking of the feeling of a man stroking her tail.

If we're going to measure the body, does that mean the entire body has to be measured, Lord...?

Just thinking about it made Lucia's round, white legs involuntarily clench slightly, and the light blue scales on her body gradually became glossy, as if they could drip water at any moment.

"Disgusting humans, stop coveting our bodies."

Fria frowned, her crimson vertical pupils filled with anger as she stared at the man in front of her.

“That’s a harsh way to put it. I was just using a ruler to measure properly. How could you say I was coveting your bodies?”

Ron didn't indulge her at all, giving Fria a disdainful look;

"You seem to have an unusually high level of self-confidence. If I hadn't accidentally bought you after drinking, I wouldn't have even given you a second glance."

He was telling the truth; if he hadn't already bought the future Red Dragon Queen back then...

I will never look at her again; I will stay as far away from her as possible.

"Please take your eyes off my legs before you say that."

Fria found this man utterly ridiculous. He was always staring at her body with such blatant disregard, yet he claimed he had no designs on her.

Simply ridiculous!

We will absolutely not let this human succeed, even though we don't know why, his genes are perfectly compatible with ours, and he can reproduce at any time.

But no matter how strong the physical desires are, one can suppress them with a firm will...

Fria had an unusually high level of confidence in her willpower. What she didn't know was that the more she suppressed that desire, the stronger it would become when it erupted next time.

At that point, it will be unstoppable and uncontrollable, until it becomes a dragon weapon...

After being exposed, Ron was not embarrassed and turned around to open the room where the supplies were kept.

"Alright, come in and put on your new clothes."

"Yay! Lucia can wear pretty clothes now!"

Lucia rushed into the room, her eyes scanning the pile of supplies.

O'Ville was much more reserved, with a calm expression, but for some reason, her cheeks were slightly flushed.

When Fria walked up to the man, she scoffed, seemingly disdainful of his behavior.

"I've already sorted all the clothes for you."

Ron took out three brown wooden trunks, placed them on the square wooden table, and opened them one by one.

"The clothes in this box are all your Lucia's."

The clothes given to Lucia were mostly knee-length skirts, and the color was the same light blue as her scales.