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Han Yue was frozen in place, with only his head still able to move.

His lips were still trembling, whether from cold or anger, it was hard to tell.

Margaret landed in front of him, folded her wings, looked down at him, and her blue eyes were full of disdain.

That's it?

You were able to play for quite a while.

Ron ignored Margaret's disdainful gaze and slowly walked over to stand in front of Han Yue.

He still bore the wounds from the battle. The elixir had healed the most urgent ones, but some minor cuts hadn't had time to heal.

"Why are you running? I haven't had enough fun yet." Ron.

The giant glanced at the silver-white dragon lying beside him and said in a low voice, "You could have released the dragon from the start, so why did you fight me?"

"Let's practice."

"...Practice?"

Han Yue stared at him, then remained silent. You've won, so whatever you say is right.

But the unruly air on his face was still undeniable.

With his lips tightly pursed and his chin slightly raised, he resembled a chained wild beast, ready to bite at any moment.

Ron didn't say much; it was unlikely he could subdue the giant under these circumstances.

Let him calm down first.

The frost giant was bound with specially made chains, magic metal chains wrapped around his entire body with ice, each link fastened tightly, making it impossible for him to move even his fingers.

With a flash of white light, he was taken into the small garden.

Ron stood up, dusted off his knees, let out a long sigh, and said with emotion:

"What an exhilarating battle!!!"

Margaret glanced speechlessly at the shameless Ron, thinking to herself.

You have the nerve to say that? Not only did you bring me along when you went to spar with someone, but you also brought a knightly order of five thousand men.

It made the small garden feel a bit crowded.

Ron pretended not to notice Margaret's inner grumbling.

It's always best to be careful in everything you do.

Although the Knights weren't needed this time, they could be sent to the northern wilderness to clear out monsters.

Since we're already here, let's treat this as a real-world training exercise.

There are quite a few magical beasts in the wilderness, and first and second tier beasts are not uncommon.

Normally, we can only slowly expand and gradually shrink the living space of those monsters, waiting for them to move to another place or be besieged by the army.

Now that we have the Knights Order with its five thousand knights, we can sweep them all away.

Ron decided to give them three days, at least enough time to clear a territory the size of a rusty wasteland.

After putting away the Frost Giant, Ron climbed onto the dragon's back.

"Let's go back to Rusty Sands Castle."

Margaret snorted and flew south.

The garrison castle in the Rusty Desert is a border stone city. Its gray-white stone walls are pitted and uneven from the north wind, and the silver dragon flag of the Silver Duchy flies on the city wall.

The castle wasn't very large, and the garrison consisted of only one legion, but its location was crucial. To the north lay the unclaimed wilderness, directly facing the orcish onslaught.

When Ron landed, the castle garrison knelt on the ground, the clanging of armor and the dull thud of knees hitting the stone slabs blending together, and no one dared to look up.

Ron ignored them and went to the open space outside the castle.

A flash of white light, and nearly five thousand knights of the Silver Dragon Knights appeared out of thin air.

Hart rode over on his war ram: "Your Highness, the entire Silver Dragon Knights are at your command..."

Ron pointed to the wilderness to the north: "Take your men and sweep north. Clear out all the magical beasts in this wilderness."

Hart accepted the order and turned to make arrangements.

The Silver Dragon Knights split into several large groups, each led by a regular knight, and set off towards the northern wilderness.

The thunderous sound of hooves quickly disappeared into the wilderness.

Ron stood on the tower watching the Knights' departing figures, then turned and walked down the tower.

With a flash, he entered the small garden.

Han Yue was tied up in an open space in the small garden.

Specially crafted magic metal chains, combined with ice, wrapped around his entire body, rendering him completely immobile.

He could only move his head, looking like he was about to die.

To be honest, he has a really strong will to live, even though he was still recovering from his injuries.

After two rounds of life-or-death battles with Ron, he was frozen by Margaret's dragon breath for an hour or so.

Now that he was still alive, Ron couldn't help but look at the guy with even more respect.

This is a talented individual; try to recruit him if possible.

Give him two more chances.

If he can't handle it, then let things be as they are.

Let's train somewhere else!

He's looking for subordinates, not a father figure, and he expects you to be subservient to him!

Seeing that the guy was about to die, Ron first took out a bottle of silver potion and fed it to him.

The effect was that it saved his life on the spot.

After Han Yue regained a bit of his strength, his eyes widened in shock.

Is this the same potion that the human drank before? It's so effective!

His fatal injury was immediately relieved by more than half.

Another seven or eight bottles and he'll be back to his peak condition.

If Ron knew what he was thinking, he would definitely give him another good whack to sober him up.

This is a silver potion, made from second-tier magical beasts. Only one magical beast can produce ten bottles.

Margaret can only get three or four bottles if she hunts a level two magical beast.

How shameless of you to dare to think of seven or eight bottles right off the bat.

After the frost giant recovered from its injuries, it regained its ability to think:

This human actually used such a precious medicine to save him.

This means that your life has been saved.

As for what this human is thinking, it can guess.

Isn't it just about trying to subdue him?

As a member of the Frost Giants, Han Yue had long seen all sorts of humans and wanted to recruit them as his subordinates.

The benefits they offer are excellent.

But Han Yue is different from those of his kind who accept human commands for money.

He will absolutely not yield!!

Hmph! Let me show off for a bit first.

Once they've obtained more potions and their injuries have healed, they'll find a chance to escape.

I'll run far away and not show my face.

What can you do to me if you have a dragon?

Sure enough, Ron then fed him another silver potion.

This further solidified his judgment.

After his fatal wound was healed, Ron took out dozens of stamina potions.

After using it, Han Yue said, "It's alright, but not as good as the previous one."

If we switch sides later, we'll need to ask for more of that potion from before.

To Han Yue's surprise, Ron left without saying a word to him.

This left the frost giant somewhat dumbfounded.

What's going on? Why aren't you following the proper procedures?

I've already prepared what I'll say in my acting, why aren't you following the script?

What he didn't know was that Ron had no intention of recruiting the frost giant at this moment.

Ron's plan was to heal his fatal wound and then hand him over to Margaret.

He had already instructed Margaret not to hold back.

Hit him however it hurts! Just leave him breathing.

After he's had enough of the fight, give him a stamina potion to help him recover.

Let him experience what torture is like.

Margaret was very excited when she heard this; the giant was quite sturdy as a toy.

We should be able to play for a while now.

The frost giant Han Yue was still waiting in the same spot for Ron to turn around, but what he finally got was a dragon that had received a new toy.

In the days that followed, Han Yue's life became extremely miserable.

On average, I get knocked unconscious six times a day, even with the original serum's repair.

His energy and spirit visibly declined.

Han Yue went from initial anger to forbearance, and finally to numbness.

Now, a single glance from Margaret is enough to make him tremble.

You can no longer see the unruly spirit he once had as the number one warrior.

Ron will enter the small garden next time.

This frost giant has such clear eyes!

He practically begged and cried to be Ron's dog!