The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Fria clenched her fists, and flames flickered in her crimson eyes.

Ron heard the woman's voice behind him but didn't respond. He walked back to the pavilion, completely unconcerned about the steamy scene that had just unfolded; only his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily...

Inside the room, Fria gradually calmed down. If she weren't bound by the slave mark and the oath, she would have killed this damned human.

"These are human clothes, and they look quite nice, much better than the ones my mother made from crocodile skin."

Lucia picked up a black and white maid dress and rubbed it in her hands;

"It feels just like Philia's belly, so soft and comfortable~"

The Yalong people also wear clothes, but unlike humans, their handicrafts are not as refined. They usually make clothing from the fur of their prey, which is not exquisite.

After picking up the clothes, Fria's eyes lit up for a moment, but then returned to normal.

"It looks nice, but it seems fragile. I'll figure out how to wear it first."

Although it was her first time seeing human women's clothing, the observant Fria noticed that these outfits were the same as those worn by the previous female human.

Fria slipped the clothes onto her body with ease... They were soft and delicate against her skin, more comfortable than anything made of animal fur.

"Cough cough~ Oviere, help me! This dress is choking me, I can't breathe."

Lucia, being an idiot, stuck her head into her sleeve, causing her neck and head to get completely stuck, and her eyes were also covered.

"Lucia, you're always in such a hurry, and your words are so strange. At a time like this, you should say my neck is being choked. How could your clothes be choking you?"

O'Ville was like an older sister, pulling Lucia's head out and patiently combing her fur.

"But I feel like my clothes are pinching me hard..."

Lucia pursed her lips, seemingly convinced she was right, but then she saw that Phyllis was already wearing the outfit and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"Fria, you are amazing! You actually managed to conquer human clothing."

"This outfit suits you very well, Fria."

O'Ville thought that Fria looked better in this outfit than that female human.

"not bad."

Philia had to admit that humans were far superior to the dragon race in making clothes;

"Lucia, let me help you get dressed."

"Yay~ Lucia can wear pretty clothes now."

Lucia jumped up excitedly, her body swaying rhythmically with her steps.

"Cough cough~ Something's wrong, my chest feels so uncomfortable from being constricted~"

Lucia has a voluptuous figure with a prominent bust and buttocks. These maid outfits were custom-made by Fiona according to her own body shape, as only those with similar body shapes can wear them comfortably.

Lucia's top buttons couldn't be fastened at all; if I tried to button them up, they would pop open at any moment.

pat-

Just then, the button, unable to withstand the immense pressure any longer, burst open, and her fair skin bounced out.

"Why can't I wear it?"

Lucia looked pitiful, with a hint of moisture welling up in her beautiful light blue eyes, as if tears could well spill out at any moment.

"Who told you to eat so much every time? Now look what's happened, you can't even fit into clothes."

O'Ville shrugged helplessly, looking like she couldn't do anything about it, but her eyes seemed to hold a hint of envy.

This guy's dragon baby is going to be lucky from now on.

“Lucia, turn around.”

Phyllis grabbed Lucia's shoulder, turned her around, and her right hand glowed crimson, transforming into a sharp claw as she slashed at Lucia's back.

stab-

The maid outfit was instantly ripped open, turning into a backless dress.

"Try now."

Fria understood that if an opening was made at the back, the pressure at the front would be reduced.

"I've put it on, it doesn't feel tight anymore, Phyllis, you're amazing~"

Lucia looked at the beautiful clothes she was wearing and pounced on Philia.

Looking at Lucia's bare back, O'Ville's lips twitched... At least it wasn't a cut in the front.

However, Lucia's figure is really amazing. There was a big opening in the back so that she could fit into it. Because of the big opening in the back, her figure was swaying from side to side, and it was faintly visible from the side.

"Where are these three worn?"

When O'Ville saw human underwear for the first time, she had no idea what it was for.

"It should be used to tie up hair. I saw a female human with this tied in her hair before."

Fria observed very carefully and noticed that Fiona had a headband tied around her head, but it wasn't the same thing as this...

The dragon race only wears boxer shorts, so they don't recognize this thing at all.

"Is that so?"

O'Ville tied her hair up with a white lace bra, and tied the dark gray hair that was loose in front of her chest back, making her look much more refreshed.

"Yes."

Following O'Ville's example, Fria tied her fiery red hair behind her back, immediately feeling much more comfortable.

"Lucia can't do it~"

She raised her delicate white hands and tied them up no matter what, which not only messed up her originally neatly combed long hair but also made it very messy.

O'Ville had no choice but to step forward and carefully comb and tie up her hair;

"All right."

"Thank you, O'Ville."

Lucia immediately ran to the barrel, looked at her reflection in the water, and shouted excitedly;

"Human clothes are so beautiful!"

The Yalong tribe is very primitive; they almost all live in caves. They don't have mirrors, so if they want to see their own reflection in a lake, they have to go to the lakeside and look at their reflection in the water.

Phyllis walked to the door and turned to look back:

"Let's go out."

The lively Lucia had been looking forward to this bite of roast meat for a long time;

"Yay~ We'll have delicious grilled meat to eat soon~"

Chapter 8: Maid outfits really suit the dragon girl! The barbecue feast begins!

As soon as Fria stepped outside, she saw the human sitting in the pavilion.

Hearing the commotion, Ron turned his head and saw a dragon girl with long red hair dancing in the wind, looking at him with her crimson vertical pupils.

Their eyes met, and they gazed at each other.

Neither of them looked away, and it was unclear what they were thinking.

"Now that I've taken a shower, can we have some barbecue?"

Lucia, with her cravings, broke the quiet atmosphere.

She showed no signs of approaching adulthood; her lively demeanor contrasted sharply with Ovelle and Philia.

"of course can."

Ron walked out of the pavilion and came to the three little dragons, scanning them one by one.

After they finished bathing and cleaning themselves, they changed into maid outfits, a stark contrast to their previous dirty gray clothes.

Although Filya, with her long red hair, had a pale face and lips, her beautiful eyes were very bright.

The glistening water droplets remaining on her slender neck slid down her collarbone, disappearing into the white lace neckline. It was unclear whether they were absorbed by the dry fabric or continued to slide downwards.

Her shapely, long legs revealed clear muscle lines as she walked, and the red scales on her calves shimmered like rubies in the sunlight.

Lucia, with her long, light blue hair, hugged her thick tail and groomed her blue scales. When she lowered her head, her fair skin was almost visible.

Because the maid outfit has a slit in the back, you can vaguely see her ample bosom from the side when she looks down and the fabric is wrinkled.

Ron, being a nobleman, was very gentlemanly. Without looking at her for long, he turned his gaze to O'Ville, who had long dark gray hair and wheat-colored skin.

Her figure was even more sculpted than Fria's, with clearly defined muscle lines on her arms, calves, and thighs, giving her the look of a dark-skinned, muscular dragon girl.

Whether it was because she noticed Ron's gaze or something else, O'Ville's tail swayed from side to side.

"Have you seen enough?"

Fria's crimson vertical pupils narrowed, and she stared at the other person with hostility. She sensed that something was wrong with the human's gaze.

"Sorry, I was just curious about the dragon girl in the maid outfit."

Ron explained calmly that he was telling the truth; it's hard for a normal person's psyche to react to someone of a different race.