The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

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"I'll give you twelve thousand five hundred, and the other five hundred will be our hard work fee."

They didn't really think about making money on this trip, and the profit from transporting the supplies was controlled within 10%.

Under normal circumstances, the profits are above 40%, and for some special things, the profits can even be several times higher.

But when facing Ron, the young lord, they only dared to take a small profit as a reward for their hard work.

"Let's count it as twelve thousand. After all, it's not easy for you to come here, and I can't let you suffer a loss."

Although Ron is a strong person, he also knows that businessmen are profit-driven and he would never let others have no chance of making any profit.

If that were the case, it would be dangerous.

Although businessmen don't have much power, they are knowledgeable and know many people, and they may cause trouble somewhere.

And the price they offered was unimaginable for others.

It's really just some hard-earned money.

"Thank you Lord Ron, you are a very generous gentleman."

The two of them expressed their sincere gratitude. They thought the man in front of them would ask for a lot of money, but they didn't expect him to be so generous.

This is totally unexpected.

After deducting the ten thousand gold coins for purchasing supplies, the two of them finally gave Ron two thousand gold coins.

When they left with the boxes, they were smiling brightly and said they could contact them anytime if they needed anything next time and a carrier pigeon would arrive soon.

Ron had a good impression of these two businessmen. At least there had been no mistakes in these transactions.

"Fiona, bring all the supplies I need to the room."

After the merchant left, Ron prepared to start making potions. As long as he could make a potion that could restore the bloodline of the Ice Wolf and Centaur tribes to their ancestral bloodlines, it would only be a matter of time before he could conquer these two tribes.

"Got it, Master~"

Fiona lifted her skirt and saluted, then went to collect the supplies and sorted out the things that were needed.

Ron returned to his room, lay on the sofa, closed his eyes and waited for the materials to be brought up, then began to make the potion seriously.

Next, we need to make at least fifty potions, which is not a small number and is very energy-consuming.

I have to stay busy in the room almost the whole day.

On the other side, Fiona prepared all the materials, put them into two boxes, and carried them to the second floor of the castle.

Under normal circumstances, a maid would not be able to lift a box weighing more than 100 kilograms, but because Fiona had been practicing swordsmanship since she was a child and had taken the complete version of the Holy Knight potion, she easily carried the two large boxes upstairs.

"Master Bastard, everything you want is here."

After Fiona put the box next to the long table, she immediately placed her round buttocks on the soft sofa.

"it is good."

Ron nodded in satisfaction, then took out the materials in the box one by one, sorted them, and then began to prepare the potion.

"Fiona, I think it's time to get your butt off my couch."

But before that, there was something else that needed to be dealt with, and the maid needed to be asked to leave.

Because when he was making potions, he liked a quiet and undisturbed atmosphere.

Ron was afraid that he would be distracted if his own scumbag maid was around.

"Asshole master, you chased the maid away after sitting down for just a moment~"

Fiona lifted her round buttocks from the sofa and gave the man in front of her a look of disdain;

"Just go, don't ask the maid to come back when the time comes~"

Asshole Ron, I won't bother him if I'm here.

Why do you want to let yourself leave?

pat-

As the door closed, the room became unusually quiet.

Ron took a deep breath and began to carefully prepare each potion.

When he does this kind of thing, he is extremely serious so as not to make any mistakes.

After all, these were all bought with money, and each one is precious.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but after Ron had finished making the potion, he stretched out on the sofa and took a long breath.

Looking at the bottles of potions in front of him, Ron smiled with satisfaction.

In front of him were thirty bottles of magic potions that could restore the bloodline of the Ice Wolf Clan to their ancestral state, and fifteen bottles of magic potions that could restore the bloodline of the Centaur Clan to their ancestral state.

The magic potion has been prepared, and we can let Xue Mier lead the team to contact the Ice Wolf Tribe next time.

Both she and her daughter originally belonged to the ice wolf tribe, so it should be much easier for them to get in touch with each other, and there would be basically no possibility of any conflict.

As long as the Ice Wolf Tribe is conquered, taking over the Centaur Tribe will be a natural thing.

In this way, we have a sub-human team, and this team is very strong whether in combat or exploration.

The remaining materials can be used to make many professional potions, but only one of them can be used to make the holy knight potion.

The reason is very simple. During this period of time, Xuemier found a lot of materials, and only this one is missing to make a complete Holy Knight potion.

I have to say that with Xue Mi Er, I can still save a lot of gold coins.

Basically every time I go out hunting, I can get some good stuff and find materials that are worth a fortune.

This is the advantage of sub-human races. In many aspects of their bodies, they are far superior to humans.

As long as it is properly controlled, the strongest legion can be created.

Thinking of this, Ron's mouth curled up slightly, and he was already looking forward to conquering the Misty Forest.

Conquer all the sub-human races inside, especially the dwarves and elves.

As long as there are families from these two ethnic groups, the strength of the territory will soar significantly.

The reason is very simple. The dwarves are good at making weapons and armor. As long as the weapons and armor are made by them, the quality and strength will soar by several levels.

Having the dwarves is equivalent to having an arsenal that spans the entire continent.

Coupled with the continuous production of magic potions and the training of professionals in various professions, becoming the strongest in the continent is only a matter of time.

There is no need to say much about the elves. In addition to their maximum life affinity, their archery and good looks are also unique in the continent.

As long as you conquer the elves, you will have an archery army that never misses a shot.

Moreover, the elves' arrows are very special, with extremely strong armor-piercing effects, making them almost indestructible.

As long as we develop steadily, conquering the continent is only a matter of time.

However, one must take one step at a time and eat one bite at a time. This kind of thing cannot be rushed. One needs to be granted a title and be officially made a lord first.

"Whoo~"

Thinking of this, Ron breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to go out, he heard a knock on the door;

"Master, it's time for lunch."

Just by hearing the voice, Ron knew who it was. He walked to the door in two or three steps, opened it, and it was indeed his maid who appeared.

"Master, is it finished?"

When Fiona saw the man coming out, she understood that the research must have been completed.

Asshole Ron, he made it so secretive that he didn't even let the maid watch~

He must be researching some strange potion~

"Well, go and bring the lunch over and eat it in the room."

Ron nodded, then gave an instruction to his maid.

None of the demi-human women were here at noon today, only Ron and the maid were there, so I thought I could just have lunch in the room.

"Got it, you bastard master~"

Hearing this, Fiona lifted her skirt and saluted, then turned and walked towards the restaurant.

Bastard Ron must not have noticed that there was anything different about himself.

This bastard only knows how to be shy, how could he tell that I have changed into thick black pantyhose and a new maid outfit~

After inspecting the territory just now, Fiona returned to her room and began to try on her new maid outfit.

To her surprise, it fit perfectly and was quite comfortable to wear. She didn't feel cold at all. It was like wearing a pair of pants, and it still retained the texture of black tights.

So during lunch, I just wore it so that Ron could see it with his own eyes and see if he could find out.

It was normal that Ron didn't notice it. After all, he saw it every day, and he was not the kind of man who liked to pay attention to the details of a woman.

Especially since they are all black bodysuits and maid outfits, how is it possible to tell them apart so clearly?

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"Asshole Master, lunch is delivered~"

After Fiona brought plates of lunch to the long table, she pulled out the stool at the main seat, but with a look of disgust on her face.

The bastard Ron didn't even notice the change in himself. It turns out that he only cares about that kind of thing.

Don't care about yourself at all~

A shameless bastard.

"Let's sit down and eat together."

Ron sat down on the sofa and motioned to the maid to eat with him.

"Got it, Master~"

Hearing this, Fiona nodded, gently placed her round buttocks on the sofa, and then reminded;

"Master, do you feel that there is something different about the maid today?"