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If you ask what Ron is afraid of, it's that he's afraid of being elbowed by Shin Hak late at night.

In the end, Cecilia was reluctantly sent away by her sister.

The moonlight tonight shimmers beautifully in the water.

However, one forest suffered the most.

For some unknown reason, a giant dragon was attracted.

They burned the forest until not a single blade of grass remained.

Afterwards, before going to sleep.

Liu Lichuan leaned against Ron's chest, tracing circles on his chest with her fingers, her voice tinged with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance:

"I must have been out of my mind to agree to your reckless behavior?"

What am I going to do? Will they laugh at me later?

Ron grasped her soft spot: "We've been married for so long, we've seen it all, no one will laugh at you."

"Hmph! That had better be the case, otherwise I won't play along with your nonsense!" Liu Lichuan said, blushing.

As he spoke, he picked a curly hair from near Ron's mouth.

Liulichuan lay on Ron's chest, looked up at him, and this time her tone was serious:

"What are you going to do with Cecilia, that girl?"

Ron was stunned for a moment: "What? What do we do?"

"Don't play dumb." Liu Lichuan gently pinched him.

"The way she looked at you, you can't tell, can you?"

Ron didn't speak. Liulichuan leaned back against his chest and sighed.

"She lost her family when she was young, and I was her only older sister. Then you came, and she gained a brother-in-law."

Over the years you've protected her, taught her swordsmanship, given her gifts... her heart has long since fallen for you.

"Give her an answer quickly. I have no objection!"

"She's still young," Ron said.

"You're fifteen." Liulichuan looked up at him.

"You're not young anymore."

Ron gave a wry smile: "You're quite generous."

"It's not about being generous." Liu Lichuan looked at him seriously.

"I know you won't mistreat her."

Ron put his arm around her waist and said nothing more.

A night breeze slipped in through the cracks in the window, causing the curtains to flutter gently. Only the sound of their breathing remained in the room.

"Let's wait a couple of years!!"

"Good." Liu Lichuan was finally satisfied.

The next day at noon, sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

Ron opened his eyes to find the room empty beside him. He sat up and heard soft footsteps in the hallway.

Pushing open the door, Cecilia was playing with the cat in the living room. When she saw Ron, she looked a little nervous.

He was completely different from how bold he was yesterday.

This was the answer Liulichuan had already given her: she would definitely be eaten in the end, and she shouldn't be too eager to send herself away.

"Brother-in-law, lunch isn't ready yet, have a glass of milk first."

Cecilia wore a light pink dress today, her hair was tied in a ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead.

Because she practiced swordsmanship from a young age, she developed a very good physique, possessing not only the innocence of a young girl but also a touch of heroic spirit.

Ron took the cup; the milk was at the perfect temperature.

He took a sip of his drink and looked at the graceful young woman before him: "What time did you get up?"

"Six...six o'clock." Cecilia lowered her head, twisting the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

"Come here, let's take a look at this brother-in-law!"

"Mmm~" Cecilia bit her lip, but still leaned closer.

Ron reached out and touched her hair, before he could say anything.

Cecilia blushed, turned around, and ran away.

Ron was left standing there, completely bewildered.

At noon, Ron sorted through his spoils in the council chamber.

Perrin and dozens of clerks spent the entire morning sorting out the accounts.

"Your Highness, the gains of the Three-Headed Lion Duke's family and the Stag Marquis's family have all been tallied." Perrin opened the ledger, his eyes shining brightly.

Regarding the Spirit Bug:

One elemental spirit, it's the Amethyst Mulberry, that eccentric-looking fellow.

There are 8 Great Spirits, 5 Potion-type Spirits, and 3 Agricultural-type Spirits.

Because the Marquis of the Stag had already prepared to transfer his assets, he only acquired one potion-making archetype and two agricultural archetypes there.

There are nearly 5 other little sprites in total, and thousands of ordinary sprite bugs.

Ron nodded.

The only thing that can attract his attention now is the Great Elf.

"Seven million gold coins and more than five thousand energy crystals." Hart turned the page.

"Magic items, weapons, armor, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings... filled five entire warehouses. The exact value is still being estimated, but it's definitely an astronomical figure."

"Once all the spirit insects are in place, plant the potions as soon as possible."

Give me all the energy crystals; I have other uses for them.

Don't keep too much gold dragon. Buy magic potions and magic metals as needed.

First, arm the army.

"Send the remaining valuables and jewels to the ladies for selection first, and then deal with them later."

"Yes," Perrin replied, turning to make the arrangements.

Ron leaned back in his chair, a slight smile playing on his lips.

This trip was worth it!

The Kingdom of Graytin suffered a loss in silence, and they might try to trip up Ron later, but none of that matters.

The important thing is that he now has resources, strength, and confidence.

If the other party dares to bare their teeth at him, he will continue to fight.

If it doesn't work, just kill it and eat it!

That afternoon, the crystal ball, which had been idle for a long time, lit up.

Ron was not surprised at all by who came.

They are from the Magic Empire.

The light screen unfolded, revealing Merlin, the sorcerer who had once appeared beside Victoria.

Ron had met him a few times.

The other person appeared in the frame, and his attitude remained as respectful as ever.

"Grand Duke of Silver, we have heard of your improved strength and triumphant return. The Empire extends its sincerest congratulations."

Ron leaned back in his chair, legs crossed: "Merlin, you're too kind."

Merlin smiled and continued, "Your performance in the mechanical world has even earned you high praise from the Empress of the Empire."

We call you the most outstanding genius in our world of Terran this millennium. The Empire wishes to forge the deepest friendship with you.

The deepest? How deep is it?

If that's the case, it's not something we can't consider.

But Ron certainly couldn't say these things aloud.

He laughed heartily after hearing what the other person said.

"Of course, of course, our Silver Duchy has always been the most steadfast friend of the Magic Empire."

"Her Majesty the Empress has excellent judgment; she can tell at a glance that I am of noble character."

Otherwise, why would she be willing to be friends with me?

Merlin's expression froze; he had long heard that this Grand Duke was somewhat different from ordinary people.

It seems the rumors were true!