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Ron emerged from the elf room with a complicated expression.

Summon Perrin and the others to see how the territory has developed while he was away.

They didn't ask much about the original territories, but mainly about the newly acquired ones.

These territories combined are quite large.

Green Lake Collar, Cold Pine Collar, Black Stone Collar, Black Bear Collar, White Sheep Collar, Giant Stone Collar.

There are also four other crops to the south: tomatoes, melons, flowers, and edamame.

The lords of these four territories are still burning bricks with Clark.

Ron has already decided to swallow these four lords whole, having not yet extracted any profit from them.

It feels like a waste to just plunder the territory we finally conquered.

Anyway, he won't die from overeating.

As for what consequences it might cause, Ron was too lazy to care.

If you're so capable, send a Grand Knight to deal with him.

But Marquis Mammon only has so many men at his disposal now, he simply cannot suppress the colonies.

Haven't you seen how chaotic the newly developed areas have become? He hasn't sent a single soldier to suppress it.

Ron just made a bigger fuss, but there were others who were even more excited than him.

Those were people who were executed by killing their families and clans.

He's much more taboo than Ron.

Putting aside everything else, when Earl Greystone was annexing territories in the early stages, he didn't leave those lords any way out.

But then Ron and his men got involved, and they ended up losing.

Earl Greystone was defeated, but the commotion caused by the other earls and viscounts was no less significant.

Everyone wanted to take this opportunity to expand, and the hundreds of territories that the entire Bronze Duchy had expanded into were practically all at war.

It hasn't stopped yet.

Perrin reported to Ron on the progress made over the past two weeks.

They were mainly busy purging the former lord's loyal followers.

Replace most of the heads of positions with new people you promoted.

Any troublemakers who disagreed were sent to burn bricks.

After three rounds of decisive action, the takeover of the territory went quite smoothly.

The newly promoted managers all have Ron's allegiance, and those who want to advance are gradually moving closer to him.

Several territories have been completely transformed.

Ron thought about the four pieces of tomato and melon and decided to swallow them.

What's wrong with being timid and hesitant?

For a dragon knight like me to be willing to explain the rules to you is an honor.

When my dragon grows up, you'll all have to kneel and beg me.

Ron is a very proactive person.

Daring to think and act.

They'll steal your person if they say they will, and they'll kill your whole family if they say they will.

With Ron's instructions, Palin no longer led the serfs away slowly from the four colonies.

They sent people to take over directly.

To say where Ron's confidence comes from...

First, there's Hart, that guy. The battle is over, and he's made a breakthrough.

Ron has gained another official knight under his command.

Most earls are like this, some are even worse than Ron.

Secondly, Margaret told him on her way back that she seemed to have reached a plateau.

It only needs to sleep for a while to become an adult dragon.

Ron was practically having a brain orgasm when he first heard it.

This is awesome!

Although Margaret didn't have to do anything this time, it was actually a good thing.

Margaret's intervention indicated that Ron had encountered an enemy he couldn't defeat.

Since it hasn't been exposed yet, it can continue to be used as a trump card.

Once Margaret finishes her slumber and becomes a fully grown dragon, Ron will be ecstatic.

Be as arrogant as you want.

Oh. You're saying I'm a petty person who's gotten ahead and bullies others because of my power.

You're right, Ron is good at this, it's even listed in his specialties.

Given Ron's personality, he certainly wouldn't have stayed put after he came back.

Ron took the money, turned east, and the deal was done with those guys from the Confederacy.

Now that I'm back, I can continue playing.

But Ron managed to hold back because of Margaret's impending slumber.

Let them off the hook for now; Margaret's slumber is the most important thing.

I won't cause any more trouble.

After arranging all the important matters upon his return, it was already late at night, and Ron was too excited to sleep.

He attacked the little pink-haired girl in the middle of the night and then took her to Elise's room.

Still not satisfied, they also brought Liulichuan over.

He's going to take on three!

The next day at noon, Ron drank a bottle of leek extract before getting out of bed.

It's not that he's failing, but drinking a cup every morning is good for his health.

He left all the affairs of the territory to Ron and the others, and then rode alone to Margaret's Valley.

"Roar—roar—"

Margaret flew into the sky, accompanied by several dragon roars.

She was really bored during the two weeks she spent in the small garden.

Every day, after counting the gems with her eyes open, she had to think about closing them again. She had never thought that sleeping could be such a boring thing.

She missed the feeling of soaring through the sky; she missed that big rock.

After finishing her meal, she lay down on the sofa and basked in the sun, missing that hazy, dreamy feeling so much.

As soon as it came out, she couldn't wait to fly a couple of laps.

Margaret flew around a few times in the air, performing some difficult maneuvers, before heading towards the northern sea.

Ron watched Margaret leave and couldn't help but sigh:

"I feel sorry for her."

"Was it too much of a waste of her essence before?" Ron had a change of heart.

But soon he slapped himself.

Is this something I should be thinking about?

Anyway, Margaret drinks until she can't drink anymore every day, so it's good for her to get some exercise.

After some self-consolation, Ron withdrew his fleeting sense of conscience.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Margaret finally returned.

She landed in front of Ron, holding a near-rank magical beast in her hand.

"Quick, Ron, quick!"

"Quickly replace the original solution with the correct one; I'm almost out of stock."

"The subsidies you've given me over the past two weeks aren't enough at all. I've been putting in a lot of my own money. You have to give me a discount."

The price can't be too low, otherwise Margaret would know that I've been greedy.

Let's give her a little over 40% this time.

Let's make Longlong suffer a little and run a few more trips; consider it exercise.

"I didn't make any money off you this time!" Ron said as he scooped out the original liquid.

Margaret was very pleased with Ron's generosity and quickly put the serum into her spatial bracelet.

She has a strong sense of crisis now and stockpiles goods whenever she has free time.

Ron estimated that she had enough stock of the original solution to last her for two or three months.

"Ron, I need to store up a lot of energy before I go into slumber, and I'm still far from that."

"Let's go together, it'll be more efficient."

Ron naturally agreed; everything else had to take a backseat to Margaret's advancement.

Thus, the northern seas were once again plunged into a bloody storm stirred up by the duo.

While Ron and his companion were busy accumulating the original essence every day, far away in the capital of the Brass Duchy...

The Marquess of Windsor pulled the longsword that had pierced the second prince's body.

The second prince's eyes gradually lost their light, and he finally collapsed to the ground in despair.

The Marquess of Windsor didn't even glance at him.

He turned and gave the order with a calm demeanor, his voice carrying the aura of battle that reverberated throughout the entire battlefield:

"The rebellious second prince has been executed, and those who were deceived by the rebels should lay down their weapons."

I guarantee, in the name of the Grand Duke, that there will be no further repercussions.