The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

"How does it taste? Do you like it?"

"Like it~"

Oviel licked her tongue, raised her head slightly, and responded to the man in front of her with a charming face.

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Under the moonlight, in the dense forest, beside the stream.

A red figure dances under the moon.

Her movements were gentle yet powerful. The dragon wings behind her sometimes spread out and sometimes stabbed forward.

This is Filia practicing using the dragon wings to attack.

When you first get the dragon wings, you can only use them for flying. After practicing for a period of time, they can be used for simple defense.

The dragon's wings are covered with thick scales, which have extremely strong defensive capabilities and can defend against attacks from any sharp weapons.

Feilia can even spread out her dragon wings to wrap her entire body.

This way, even if enemies from all directions attack at the same time, she will be able to resist.

This is the change after the second awakening and obtaining dragon wings.

Today, I started practicing the simultaneous attack of the hand and tail dragon wings.

Through her super perception, Filiya can clearly know every move of the enemy behind her without turning her head.

The tail can effectively attack enemies behind and to the sides, while the dragon wings can defend against arrows shot from behind and unexpected attacks.

Of course, the dragon wings can also move forward or stab to the sides, but Filiya mainly uses the dragon wings for defense.

Because she knew that a body not covered with scales was not much stronger than a human, and a sharp blade could easily penetrate it.

Now with the dragon wings, it is equivalent to having two huge shields, which can block most attacks from behind and sides.

Of course, if you are fighting alone, you can also use it as a means of attack.

What Filia is practicing now is using dragon wings to coordinate attacks, which can put more pressure on the enemy.

She did this for another purpose, which was to suppress the man...

As long as Long Yi becomes as flexible as a hand, that shameless man will never be able to turn things around.

I can only be stepped on and rubbed hard by myself forever...

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In the room, on the sofa, Ovier, who had eaten and drunk her fill, put her delicate face on the man's shoulder and leaned in closely.

"What's wrong? Did you eat enough for the midnight snack?"

Ron reached out and stroked Olivia's hair, with a look of doting in his eyes.

"If you're not full, I can make another portion for you."

There was no other way. After all, the little earth dragon beside him worked diligently and seriously every day. As long as she needed something, Ron would do his best to satisfy her.

It’s just a midnight snack, it’s not that complicated.

He was also itching to try his hand at cooking, so he wanted to try it out whenever he had nothing to do.

"Eat, I'm full. Lord, you don't have to make another one specially~"

Oviel licked her pink tongue and then patted her belly to show that she was full.

This is indeed the case. With such a large plate of midnight snack, only a dragon like Lucia who is never full would want to order a few more.

Of course, Olivia actually wanted to have another portion, but she thought about the man next to her and it was actually quite hard.

I've already cooked, so it would be awkward to ask him to make another one.

"Okay, I'll make some midnight snacks for you tomorrow night."

"Okay, okay, Lord~"

Oweir did not refuse this matter.

The reason is very simple. First, she wants to be with a man. She likes the feeling of a man rubbing her tail and being by her side.

Second, I am indeed somewhat addicted. The thing about eating midnight snacks is that you don’t think about it when you have never eaten it before, but once you get used to eating at night, you will feel uncomfortable all over if you don’t eat for a day, and you will feel uncomfortable in your mouth and stomach.

Just like that, Ron stretched comfortably and left the room.

But he did not go back directly, but left the castle and headed towards the place he had agreed to meet with Filiya...

Chapter 152 Ron Charmander!

In the darkness of night, in the dense forest, beside the stream, a red figure dances lightly under the moonlight.

She had a swaying figure, a pretty face, a pair of long white legs that glowed in the bright moonlight, and her red scales shone like rubies.

Ron leaned against the tree, admiring the figure of the future Red Dragon Queen comfortably.

I have to say, this evil dragon is actually quite good when he is not arrogant.

Even though it was training, it was still quite enjoyable to watch.

Filia had been training as if she didn't notice the man. In fact, not long after the other party walked out of the castle, Filia recognized who the approaching man was.

Now she even turned her back to the man and kept practicing, as if he didn't exist.

This shameless human being must be staring at his body with a burning gaze.

Just let him appreciate it for a while, after all, he will be beaten soon.

"Have you seen enough?"

Perhaps it was a bit frustrating to train alone, so Filya turned her head and looked at the man behind her with a smile on her face.

Just as she thought, this shameless man was staring at her body with an extremely burning gaze.

What an evil and lewd man he is, he does not hide his inner thoughts and expectations at all.

"It's so beautiful, I can't see enough."

Ron was telling the truth. If possible, he would like to enjoy such a beautiful view every night.

Whether in terms of figure or appearance, Feilia is very outstanding among humans or sub-human races, and can even be said to be unique.

Coupled with the thick and powerful tail and beautiful dragon wings, it adds a lot of fun.

By the way, there is also that pair of long dragon horns. I must grab them and treat them well next time.

"Then I'll let you get up close and admire my fist."

Feiliya exerted force with her calves, raised her fist, and hit the man in the eyes.

Although the speed was very fast, the power of the fist was not strong. It was obvious that he just wanted to teach the man a lesson and didn't really want to beat him up.

boom--

Ron reacted quickly and immediately stretched out his hand to block the punch, but his forearm was hurt a bit.

"As the saying goes, don't hit people in the face, but you hit them in the face."

Ron was helpless about this. It would be okay if he got hit on other parts of his body, but it would be troublesome if he got his face damaged.

Of course, he has good self-healing ability, so he can recover quickly even if he is injured.

"That's your human idiom. It has no use on this dragon."

Feiliya doesn't care about all that. She just attacks what the other party cares about. If not, what's the point?

The target of this slap is this shameless human being's face. His face must be swollen.

"It's okay if you don't hit my face."

Feiliya seemed to have thought of something and moved the attack from the face to the opponent's weak point.

"You'd better slap your face..."

Ron was numb. Being slapped in the face didn't hurt much, but if he was hit in that place, it would be a complete loss.

"You have no choice."

Looking at the man's frightened expression, Filia felt very happy.

She liked to see Ron make this kind of expression. Of course, she wouldn't hit him hard, because it would be meaningless if she killed him in one blow.

And for some reason, she actually quite likes rolling over.

But you can't ruin the tool.

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The night was deeper.

Most people have fallen asleep, but those who have something on their minds are still tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

In a territory in the Far North frontier, there is a girl with long green hair lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, sometimes in a daze, sometimes smiling.

As if she thought of something that made her happy, she got up and went to the dressing mirror.

"In this world, Mr. Leonard Ron is probably the only one who likes his long green hair."

Joan of Arc stroked her hair with a smile on her lips, but for some reason, there was a hint of bitterness on her face, as if she was thinking about something, causing her brows to frown.

"He is so amazing. He actually defeated an enemy who is much stronger than him. This man is indeed different from others..."

When she said this, the smile on Joan of Arc's face became even brighter, and the bitterness seemed to be smoothed away by the joy of the moment.

She heard the news this afternoon. When she first heard that Leonard Ron had a war with other nobles, Joan was very nervous and prayed that the man would be okay.

As she listened, she realized something was wrong, because when those people talked about Leonard Ron, their eyes were full of admiration.

Joan of Arc, who knew the whole story, developed a strange feeling for the man who told her that her hair was beautiful.

She inexplicably wanted to see him, wanted to congratulate him, and wanted to compete with him again.