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Ron had a very comfortable time for the next few days.

During the day, he handles territory affairs, and at night he goes to the courtyard to find Liulichuan.

Although magicians are physically weak, the novelty makes up for it, and Ron enjoys it immensely.

Liulichuan gradually got used to her initial embarrassment and even occasionally took the initiative to comply.

However, Ron knew in his heart that this woman was not that simple.

The marquis's daughter is worldly-wise. She's only submitting now because she's desperate; who knows if she'll run away later?

We need to help her gradually calm down.

That morning, Ron came out of the courtyard and ran into several maids.

They quickly bowed and greeted him, and only after Ron had gone far away did they huddle together and whisper among themselves.

"That new lady is really pretty."

"That's right, Lord, you've been going there every day these past few days."

"I heard they're some distant relative, but I don't think so... What kind of relative would oppress someone every day?"

"Really? You saw it?"

"I went to clean that lady's room yesterday morning; the lord was still on top of it."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense, you'll be in trouble if Manager Perrin hears you."

"When will you be able to keep me in check, my lord?"

The maids dispersed, laughing and joking.

Ron had harbored feelings for the women in his territory before; he'd been holding back for months, and now everything seemed beautiful to him.

But I always get suffocated as soon as I get close. These guys never bathe, they're covered in clumps of mud, it's impossible to eat them.

Having some free time recently, Ron immediately instructed Dick to build about ten toilets on the estate.

From now on, if anyone dares to urinate or defecate anywhere on the estate, Dick will whip them mercilessly.

Dick is the most suitable person to handle this. He's not good at doing the work on the estate, but he's good at dealing with these serfs. Ron has now officially appointed Dick as the estate's steward.

Ron left the courtyard but didn't return to his study; instead, he went to the elf room.

Pushing open the door, I saw Bella squatting in front of a fairy insect, tilting her head to examine it. It was a plump corn fairy insect, shivering inside the jade box.

Bella stretched out her little hand and poked it. The corn worm shrank even tighter.

Bella made two "cooing" sounds, as if asking, "Why aren't you moving?"

The corn weevil remained motionless.

Bella grew impatient, kicked it away, and crawled into the jade box, curling up into a comfortable spot.

The corn weevil crawled out, looking dejected, and went to find another place.

Ron was both amused and exasperated. He went over and pulled Bella out.

"Why are you taking over someone else's place?"

Bella twisted and turned in his hand, muttering in protest.

Ron put her back on his shoulder and pointed to the jade box that had been prepared next to him: "That's your nest, don't steal it from others."

Bella tilted her head and looked at it, then reluctantly flew over and landed on the silk cushion. She rubbed against the leaves and was finally satisfied.

Only then did the cornworm dare to crawl back into its jade box.

Ron shook his head. This little thing was becoming more and more unruly.

As a lord, Ron spends half an hour every day in the elf room to cultivate a relationship with the elf insects, a method passed down through generations.

It is said to increase the probability of the insect spirits evolving, a fact that has been proven over thousands of years.

Ron was happy to do so; these little elves were simply lovable, the darlings of heaven and earth.

After returning to his study and finishing up the territory's administrative affairs, it was noon.

Ron took out the magic books that Liulichuan had brought, picked out a few basic introductory books, and went to the courtyard.

To stop Cecilia from constantly clinging to Liulichuan, Ron has found Cecilia a new playmate these past few days: a little puppy.

Cecilia was playing with her puppy, which was lying on its back, whimpering as its owner teased it. Cecilia's face was full of smiles.

Anna sat by the door, watching this scene with a smile on her face.

Cecilia, exhausted from playing, sat down, resting her chin on her hand, and asked:

"Sister Anna, when will my sister's injury heal?"

Anna blushed and stammered, "It should... be soon."

Cecilia sighed, "My sister is too tired. It would be good for her to rest for a few more days."

Anna silently thought to herself: Miss isn't tired, she's been tortured.

Ron entered the courtyard, and Cecilia came to stand in front of him:

"Brother-in-law, could you please catch me a kitten?"

"I've been hearing cats meowing every night for the past few nights. It's nearby, and I can hear it very clearly!" Cecilia said earnestly.

Ron awkwardly patted her head: "Uh! Okay, okay! I'll find you one in a few days."

After agreeing, Ron hurriedly left the awkward situation, while Anna covered her mouth and chuckled to herself.

Liu Lichuan was sitting at his desk reading a book.

When she saw Ron come in, her face turned slightly red, but she wasn't as shy as she had been a few days ago.

"Why are you here again? In broad daylight..."

"Ahem!"

"You were being chased by pursuers before, and some of your wounds haven't healed yet, right? I brought you some healing ointment."

"Here, let me apply it for you!" Ron applied medicine to Liulichuan's wound.

Before long, Liulichuan blushed deeply: "This ointment..."

It's damp.

"Is it damp? No, it isn't." Ron touched the healing ointment again, and it was indeed a little damp.

"It works even better when it's damp. Just use it without worry, the wound will be gone in a couple of days."

After a long period of time, the two resumed normal communication.

Ron put the books he brought on the table.

Satisfied, he said, "Let's get down to business. I need to ask you for some advice."

Liu Lichuan glanced at the books, somewhat surprised: "You want to learn magic?"

Ron nodded and then shook his head: "I want to learn, but I'm just giving it a try. Can you explain it to me first?"

Liulichuan quickly tidied up and began to speak.

The foundation of magic is mental power: meditation, sensing elements, constructing spell models... Ron listened intently, but after half an hour, he gave up.

This is harder than math!

"Never mind, never mind." He waved his hand.

"I'd better stick to practicing my battle aura. I'm more suited to being a warrior—simple and straightforward."

Liu Lichuan couldn't help but chuckle: "You're quite self-aware. Your talent for battle qi is excellent, so it's best not to waste your energy on magic."

Ron wasn't annoyed. He pulled out a few magic scrolls and a few bottles of potions from his pocket.

"Then could you take a look at all of these? You brought them all. Which ones are useful, what are their functions, and could you give me some suggestions?"

Liulichuan took it and examined it carefully.

"These scrolls are Tier 1 official scrolls; we were able to escape thanks to them. They've already been used and are now useless. These apprentice-level scrolls are still usable, but they're all low to mid-tier, so they're not very useful. Potions..."

She picked up a bottle, smelled it, and then poured some out onto her hand to examine it.

"This restores mental energy; it works on mages, but not on you. This is for healing; it's quite effective. These few bottles are poison; be careful."

Ron noted everything down, gaining a clear understanding. He then took out Liulichuan's magic training notes and various other magician's belongings from his spatial bracelet and returned them to Liulichuan.

I have no use for these, so I had someone make a copy for me, and these were returned to their rightful owner.

Ron continued, "By the way, your spatial bracelet has some potion recipes inside, and I had someone make a copy."

If you have nothing better to do, you could go to the potions shop and give that apprentice some pointers. He's utterly useless.

Liu Lichuan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Ron stood up and dusted himself off. "Alright, take your time looking around. If you need anything, just tell Palin."

He walked to the door, pushed it open, and went out.