The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Seeing the man's serious expression, Fria felt inexplicably guilty.

She turned around and pursed her pink lips, seemingly realizing that her behavior just now had gone a bit too far.

But the arrogant Philia, even if she knows she's done something wrong, would never take the initiative to apologize or back down.

This human is so shameless, he should be treated this way.

Perhaps realizing her mistake, Fria thought that if things didn't go her way that evening, she would give in a little and accept a slight loss herself...

"Fria~"

This scene left O'Ville and Lucia in a dilemma.

Lucia felt very comfortable here, with food and drink provided, and the lord even patting her tail.

After the passionate kiss under the setting sun, O'Ville slowly began to consider Ron's feelings.

On one side is a childhood friend, and on the other is a lord with whom he has a close relationship. This makes it too difficult for the dragon to choose.

So O'Ville didn't say anything, but after it was over, she looked at Phyllis with some sadness.

She seemed to want to comfort her friend and tell her not to be so upset.

"Master, please have a meal."

As soon as she entered the restaurant, Fiona respectfully pulled out the chair for the head of the table.

"You should sit down and eat too."

Without seeing Lilith, Ron knew she was probably working tirelessly on her research again.

"Good master~"

After giving a charming reply, Fiona gently placed her round, pert buttocks on the stool.

"Little Dragon, Little Wolf, you can start your breakfast now."

After picking up the knife, Ron gave an order to the demi-human women in front of him.

"Yay~ Lucia loves barbecue the most~"

Lucia, as always, grabbed a deer leg and stuffed it into her mouth, filling it to the brim.

Ovira and Fria continued to eat in small bites, but Fria seemed to have little appetite today. After only a few bites, she said something to her companion and left the restaurant.

She herself didn't know why, but she always felt a dull feeling in her heart and had little appetite.

Seeing her partner in this state, O'Ville felt a little bad, but she didn't know how to deal with it. After all, it was a matter between them, and it seemed that saying anything would be useless.

"Master, did you do something to Philia? She left angrily after eating only a little bit."

Although they couldn't communicate in the same language, Fiona knew the names of these demi-human women. Even though they couldn't communicate normally, they would smile at each other when they met, as a way of greeting each other.

Before Philia left, she could clearly sense that the other person's anger stemmed from the man beside her.

"That's just her temper. I don't know what got into her today, she suddenly acted like this."

Ron was completely unaware of the girl's thoughts, especially Philia, this strange and temperamental demi-human girl, whose temper was far too volatile.

If they aren't properly disciplined, they'll turn on everyone.

"It must be that the master wants to do something strange to her, which is why she's so angry."

Fiona kicked off her shoes and placed her small feet, encased in black bodysuit stockings, on the spot where she had been bullied the day before.

"Master, please stop harming the demi-human girl. If there's anything you want to do, your maid will help you."

She bit her pink lips tightly, gazing at the man in front of her with a charming expression.

That bastard master absolutely cannot lay a hand on the demi-human girl.

A maid is enough for this kind of thing.

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Inside the tent in the swamp, on the dining table, Fiona's feet dangled back and forth with practiced ease.

"You jerk, master! Don't stare at me like that! Masters like that are the most disgusting!"

Seeing the man looking over, Fiona raised her chin and glared at him with disdain.

Ron: "???"

"Why don't you listen to what you have to say?"

Ron's lips twitched upon hearing his maid's words.

"I can't even look at you?"

All I can say is that this maid is scum.

"Of course not. I was forced to make this choice out of desperation so that my bastard master wouldn't lay a hand on my demi-human mother."

Fiona frowned, looking at the man in front of her with an expression of utter contempt for scum.

"The most disgusting thing is a master who gets lustful towards the maid while eating breakfast~"

The master is so weak, he can't even withstand this much~

Gumbling—

At this moment, Fiona felt a surge of intense emotions welling up inside her.

It's all that bastard owner's fault!

"You're even feeling helpless now."

Ron wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, leaned closer, and lowered his voice:

"I think you're the one who wanted to do this."

I have to say, these maids are quite cute.

Ron doesn't mind occasionally adding some impromptu entertainment between meals.

"You bastard master, you really have wild ideas! The maid is trembling because you disgust her, not because of those strange things~"

Fiona turned her face to the side, making a haughty expression;

"So now you know how much the maid hates these things, right, Master?"

I don't like masters or anything like that~

I especially hate this kind of thing!

I could never like it~

"Ugh~ You bastard master, what are you doing~"

At this moment, Fiona felt that everything about her, absolutely everything, was in the man's hands.

When she felt this way, her mind went completely blank, and she couldn't think straight.

"I'll treat you the same way you treat me; that's fair."

Ron is like that; he likes to reciprocate kindness and always repays the kindness of others tenfold.

Feeling the wonderful sensation ripples on his fingertips, Ron's lips curled into a wide smile.

"No, no, this maid wouldn't, wouldn't, need her master to treat me like this~"

At this moment, Fiona's mind was completely out of control. She only answered subconsciously, her heart already filled with intense emotions.

I can't think straight~~

"You bastard master, if you don't stop now, you're dead!"

She didn't know why, but she kept telling herself to resist, yet her body seemed to be under a spell, completely, utterly surrendering.

This absolutely cannot go on!

Fiona lay on the dining table, trying her best to remain calm.

But those intense emotions were already churning inside me, completely out of control...

O'Ville, who was sitting opposite, did not notice anything unusual at first.

But seeing Fiona's expression and her slumped over the table, he understood that something must have happened.

After guessing what was happening, O'Ville's cheeks flushed slightly.

There seems to be a hidden anticipation for this...

"You bastard master!!!"

Fiona's last words drew the attention of all the demi-human girls present.

Then I saw the woman next to the lord, and she looked rather strange, as if she was going through something.

Naïve Lucia glanced at it only once before lowering her head to continue eating the delicious venison.

O'Vell bit her pink lips, looking away shyly. She picked up a bone she had just finished eating and stuffed it into her mouth, pretending to be busy...

When Shemier saw this, she understood what had happened.

She swallowed hard, her gaze towards the man filled with a tender charm, as if she wanted to be treated the same way.