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Margaret said angrily:

"The food you cook has to satisfy me, and then you have to brush my scales."

Ron, somewhat suspicious of Margaret's sudden change in attitude, asked:

"Can you hear what I'm thinking?"

The other party did not reply to Ron, but only grunted twice.

Ron dared not think about Margaret in his mind anymore; he needed to finish the battle of wits first.

Fortunately, in the mental space, one can conjure up all sorts of things through consciousness, but even so, Ron was still exhausted and mentally drained in his efforts to make Margaret beautiful.

After brushing off all the scales on her body, she was so exhausted that she didn't even want to speak.

Fortunately, after brushing off the last scale, the battle of wits was finally won.

Ron's consciousness returned to himself, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He immediately felt the changes in his body; he sensed an indescribable transformation taking place. Unlike a breakthrough in battle qi, it was a deeper change, as if some kind of rule was reshaping his body.

Some strange energy flowed in his blood, took root in his bones, and settled in his soul.

As a result, his heartbeat became stronger, his soul became more profound, and his senses were enhanced.

He could smell every scent in the air and hear the faint sound of waves crashing against the rocks in the distance.

"Little one, have you come to your senses?" Margaret's voice rang in his mind.

"Hmm." Ron clenched his fist.

"This change?"

"A gift from the dragon," Margaret said.

"Your lifespan will increase, and your physique will become stronger. You'll find out later."

Ron took a deep breath. He hadn't thought about the possibility of a longer lifespan before.

In this world, extraordinary beings can live for a very long time. Regular knights can live for two hundred years, great knights for five hundred years, and dragon knights for one thousand years. He was originally a mid-stage first-tier knight, and now that he has become a dragon knight, his lifespan will be increased by another half.

Moreover, he felt a strange connection.

Ron looked up at her, feeling a faint connection between them. They could sense each other's situations.

The contract between the two is not a master-servant contract, but an equal contract. Both parties can gain some benefits, but if one dies, the other will also suffer a severe blow.

"Margaret, you can just call me Ron from now on. Of course, I'll also accept if you call me Master."

Ron was in a great mood after becoming a dragon knight, and even had the courage to joke with Margaret.

He had thought he would have to go through a tough battle or face a character test from a silver dragon before he could overcome all obstacles and become a dragon knight. Instead, a dragon made him cook.

"You wish," Margaret said lazily.

After choosing Ron to be her dragon knight, the two became closer, and she was no longer afraid of losing face when she spoke.

She leaned close to Ron, opened her mouth wide, and exclaimed, "Ahhh!"

While waiting for Ron to feed her, and seeing that Ron didn't move, Margaret's voice rang in her mind again.

"Ron, you promised me, you can't go back on your word."

Ron's face darkened: "I told you you can trade me a monster anytime."

"I won't listen... I won't listen..."

Margaret continued to harass Ron.

Ron had no choice but to take out five more bottles of the original solution and hand them to her, which Margaret happily accepted.

As the inherited memories said, having a dragon knight meant there would be a place to eat.

Ron realized he had been a bit careless when he saw Margaret's smug expression.

Fortunately, there was some consolation. Margaret lay down and slightly spread her wings: "Come on, I'll take you for a few laps."

Ron climbed onto the dragon's back and settled in.

Margaret rose, flapped her wings, and flew into the sky.

Unlike the previous two flights, this one didn't involve Ron sitting on Margaret's back, completely connected to her. It was a wonderful feeling.

He could feel every flap of Margaret's wings, every breath. He could even freely control the direction and movements of her flight, coordinating them seamlessly.

They flew higher and higher, faster and faster. The clouds swept past them, damp and heavy.

Ron spread his arms wide, facing the wind, and shouted.

It wasn't speaking; it was purely an emotional release.

Dragon Knight!

He truly became a dragon knight in just over a year.

Margaret's tail swished, and her voice echoed in Ron's mind: "Happy?"

"Happy!" Ron shouted.

"Then bring me two more bottles of that really delicious stuff when we get back."

Alright! You were waiting for me here, just as I expected from my dragon.

Ron did not refuse; instead, he asked Margaret to take him hunting. He understood the principle of taking from the people and using it for the people.

Also, experience what it's like to fight as a dragon knight.

Unfortunately, the result was unfortunate.

Before Ron could even make a move, Margaret swooped down and firmly grabbed a Tier 1 sea beast.

Ron was forced to marvel at the dragon's monstrous nature.

After the hunt, the two flew back.

There are quite a few islands in this sea area. On their way back, Ron and his group encountered another medium-sized island.

It was probably as big as three or four river bends. There was a grassland in the middle of the island, and Ron saw a huge flock of sheep running from the air.

Their running speed caught Ron's attention, so he had Margaret land down to take a look.

"Oh! It's these fat sheep! They smell really good roasted," Margaret said casually.

Ron didn't believe her. In her words, no matter what kind of monster came, it had to leave a review after the meal.

Margaret lowered her flight altitude, flying directly above the flock of sheep, and Ron was able to see the breed of sheep clearly.

It has thick limbs, strong muscles all over its body, and a pair of huge, ferocious ram horns on its head.

Isn't that the Rockhorn War Ram?

This is a magical beast that can be trained as a knight's mount. It is easy to tame, and some with good talent can even become first-tier magical beasts to help the knight comprehend attributes.

Then I can equip my knights with it, and with the help of my meat soup project, I'll surely create a knightly order.

What's going on today? Double happiness!

Has Lady Luck finally smiled upon me?

Oh! Praise be to you, Your Majesty, so generous and beautiful...

These war sheep are generally of mid-to-high rank, and they're quite difficult to catch.

After recording the location, Ron planned to return and lead his men to re-land on the island.

Hopefully, the goddess will continue to favor me then, and I'll be able to find some more wild fairy insects.