The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

"Filia, sleeping on your dragon wings is so comfortable~ Don't get up so early~"

Lucia, who was sleeping comfortably, didn't want to get up, so she hung on Filia like a dragon doll.

"You eat so much every day. If you continue to be so lazy, you will gain weight again."

Feilia scratched Lucia's little nose affectionately, her face full of pampering.

She has always treated the lovely Lucia as her younger sister.

And no one can resist such a cute dragon.

"No, I'm not fat. Lucia works hard every day~"

Speaking of this topic, Lucia curled up her tail to cover her fat buttocks.

But I don’t know why, even though I’ve been exercising a lot recently and working hard every day, the only thing I’ve lost is my stomach and arms.

The butt seemed to be fixed, not disappearing at all, but seemed to have become fatter.

If I get fatter, the Lord will not like me~~~

wrong!

The Lord is so bad, I don't want him to like me~

"Hmm~"

Ovier stretched comfortably, prepared to wash up, and then go to open up the wheat field.

Although what happened yesterday made her feel a little uncomfortable, she still tried to do her job well every day.

"Oviel, my butt isn't fat, is it?"

Seeing that Ovier had woken up, Lucia, who didn't believe in evil, still wanted to hear her friends' opinions.

Snapped--

Looking at the raised butt in front of her, Ovier couldn't help but pat it.

"Oviel, why did you spank me~~"

Lucia pouted and looked over with some grievance.

"Sorry, I thought it was so cute and couldn't help but take a picture of it."

Ovier was telling the truth. Although Lucia's butt was fat, it did look round and full, which made Long want to do this involuntarily.

"Olver..."

Lucia was helpless. She felt that Ovier was just like that man and also liked this...

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In a daze, Ron felt like he had a wonderful dream.

In the dream, he cooked a delicious meal, and his own maid started to eat it with anticipation on her face.

But her eyes still showed disdain, but she seemed to like his cooking.

As his consciousness gradually became clearer, Ron felt extremely comfortable all over.

It seemed as if all the fatigue from killing enemies last night disappeared at this moment.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Fiona, who brought a large plate of breakfast from somewhere.

He just started eating in front of me.

Ron: “Hmm???”

When Ron saw this scene, his pupils widened and he showed an expression of disbelief.

"Master, don't stare at the maid with that surprised expression, I'm just trying to reward you~"

Fiona licked the corner of her mouth, frowned, and looked at the man in front of her with disdain;

"After all, the master has killed Wilson Gray and seized the Valley Territory. As your personal maid, I should really reward you."

At this point, she swallowed and continued speaking;

"The maid knew that the master wanted to make a satisfying dish, so she took the liberty of eating the dinner you made yesterday as breakfast. But I have to say that the food the master made, well~ still tastes bad..."

Bastard Ron, actually looked at me with that kind of eyes.

What does that mean? Is he suspecting that I am in love with what he makes?

How is that possible? The food the master made is really hard to swallow~

The worst to eat~

"No, you're rewarding me, shouldn't you cook something for me to eat?"

Ron reached out his hand and gently pinched the fair face of his maid.

"You actually ate the dinner I made yesterday."

I have to say, who can not love such a considerate maid?

"Asshole master, the maid doesn't know how to make anything."

Fiona pouted her lips and glared at him with disdain;

"I don't want to be like the jerk master who always insists on cooking even though the food he makes tastes terrible..."

I knew that the bastard master would push his luck.

He actually wanted me to make food for him. How is that possible?

I don't know how to cook~

“No one is born knowing how to cook. We learn it over time.”

At this point, Ron leaned closer and said with a smile:

"It just so happens that I'm also still learning. I'm not an expert in cooking, but I'm better than you who's never been in the kitchen. Get up, I'll teach you how to cook."

Ron is like this. Not only is he studious, he also wants his maid to learn how to cook.

How should I put it? It's strange that the maid can't cook.

Whether you will do it in the future is another matter, but at least you should learn it.

Just take this good opportunity to teach her.

"Damn, bastard master, I already said that the maid doesn't want to learn any cooking skills. I have no interest in cooking at all~"

"Interests can be cultivated, too. Maybe after learning this, you'll fall in love with cooking in the future?"

"No, I don't like it~"

"No, your movements are wrong. Let me show you first..."

"Asshole master, don't force the maid to learn how to cook!!!"

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Time flows by bit, but of course it doesn't flow that fast.

Only when the sun rises.

At this time, Lake Besri on the other side of the Far North Frontier also welcomed the morning.

This is the territory chosen by the major nobles of the Northern Alliance.

Lake Besri is rich in water resources and surrounded by numerous mountains and forests, so it has almost no shortage of resources.

As long as you develop with peace of mind, it will be a very good place.

For some unknown reason, all the lords nearby gathered together today and came to the territory of Tours Jesse to start a meeting.

"That's impossible. Even if Leonard Ron hides his strength, he can't be a match for Wilson Gray, right?"

This was the truest thought in the hearts of all the nobles present.

Their only opinion on this battle between two people with huge disparity in strength was when Wilson Gray was going to make a move and destroy the opponent.

Unexpectedly, the letter sent was a request for help, but the reward mentioned in the letter was very generous, which made many people tempted.

"That's the thing. Although Wilson Gray is dealing with a personal vendetta, as a member of the Northern Alliance and the founder of the alliance, he should go and support them out of both emotion and reason."

Titus Baker, one of the leaders of the Northern Alliance, felt that this matter was too outrageous, but he had to express his opinion.

After all, it is very difficult to get so many nobles to work together.

Now that Wilson Gray has had some minor problems, we can do something about it to make the alliance more cohesive.

"I agree to support you, and I just happened to take my knights to train them."

Another manager, Turles Jesse, only regarded this as a simple eradication operation.

Because in his opinion, Leonard Ron only had one Holy Knight in the beginning. Even if he developed better now and hid his strength, he could only have 20 to 30 Holy Knights at most.

He estimated that Wilson Gray was afraid of heavy casualties, and coupled with the complex terrain of the swamp, he did not want to let Leonard Ron escape.

Only then did I think of asking for help.

Otherwise, with his strength, if the two sides fought head-on, Leonard Ron would be crushed in an instant.

And just like that, the matter was quickly settled.

The number given by Wilson Gray was fifty holy knights and three hundred ordinary knights.

The two managers will each send out fifteen holy knights, and the remaining nobles will share one.

Soon a support knight group was formed...

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In the castle in the Swamp Territory, Fiona frowned and looked at the man in front of her with an expression that showed him as if he were a scumbag.

"I've already told you not to learn how to cook, but the bastard master still forces the maid to learn~"

Perhaps because she was afraid of the hot oil splashing on her body, her voice trembled a little.