The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

"It's going well for now."

Ron sighed and said with a melancholy look on his face:

"There is no problem with opening up the land, but Wilson Gray chose the territory on the road we must pass through."

At this point, his eyes narrowed;

"That means it will be difficult for us to get in and out in the future. Besides, we are only 30 or 40 kilometers away, so he can call us at any time."

Difficulty getting in and out indeed.

He actually hoped that Wilson Gray would attack him, so that he could take advantage of the terrain and reduce casualties when destroying him.

"what!"

Upon hearing the news, Fiona opened her mouth wide, and her expression suddenly became somewhat ugly;

"What should we do? Wilson Gray has 50 Holy Knights. Their fighting power is totally unequal."

I thought everything would go smoothly in expanding the territory, but I didn't expect the situation to be so complicated.

"What can I do? I just hope that when the other party attacks, you don't run away first."

Ron sat down in the carriage with a helpless look on his face.

"But what can a little maid like me do..."

Fiona suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

If it really comes to this, at least we should leave a seed for this guy Ron...

Gumbling—

She couldn't help swallowing, as if she was thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

As I thought about it, my legs, which were tightly wrapped in black pantyhose, could not help but come together, and then trembled slightly...

Chapter 40 The maid reveals her feet wrapped in black pantyhose!

The rolling wheels rolled over the mottled stone road and sped towards the mansion.

Inside the carriage, Ron looked at Fiona in confusion, whose body was trembling slightly and whose cheeks were flushed.

Ron: "???"

Is it good to communicate about fighting and killing?

"Fiona I'm talking about serious issues, what's going on in your head?"

Ron suddenly felt that he couldn't quite understand his own maid.

"Of course, they took advantage of the enemy's attack to empty the owner's property and escape."

Fiona pouted and snorted coldly:

"Think about it, if the time comes, it's better to give the gold coins and treasures to the maid rather than to the enemy."

What she said was well-reasoned and her expression was serious.

"If that's the case, then I'll have to consider whether to change the maid."

Ron inexplicably thought of her eldest brother, Alman, and couldn't help but smile;

"How about this? When you are promoted to Holy Knight tonight, you will take over Alman's position and become the Knight Commander you always dreamed of. Let Alman wear a maid outfit and take your place."

"Forehead..."

Fiona couldn't help but think of Alman wearing a maid outfit.

Just thinking about it makes me laugh out loud;

"Asshole Master, please don't joke like that. The maid will take it seriously."

Of course, Fiona wanted to be the knight commander, but compared to being with her master, she felt that being a maid was better.

"Okay, enough joking around."

Ron stretched comfortably:

"Have you purchased all the materials I listed?"

This is the most important thing right now. As long as there are enough materials, making a batch of potions will only take a few minutes.

"Of course, the maid does her job perfectly."

Fiona stood up, smoothed her skirt, squatted down, and dragged out a brown wooden suitcase from the stool;

"All the materials the master needs are here."

"Is it really so watertight?"

Ron subconsciously teased, this was the instinctive reaction of a proper gentleman.

At first, Fiona didn't react. After she understood the meaning, she immediately looked at the man in front of her with an expression that looked like a scumbag.

"The master is really unsatisfied. She actually starts teasing the maid anytime and anywhere."

She looked at her fair and slender hands helplessly;

"It looks like my hands are going to be in trouble tonight."

I'm really going to face that kind of thing at night~

Gumbling—

Thinking of this, Fiona couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of sweetness.

"If you feel bad for your hands, I wouldn't mind if you change to your feet."

As a gentleman, Ron felt that the maid's feet wrapped in black stockings seemed more attractive.

"No wonder the master likes to look at my legs, it turns out he has this special fetish..."

Fiona frowned and looked at the man in front of her;

"It's really too erotic for a master to like a maid's feet. Of course, the maid will never agree to such a thing."

At this she gave a sly smile;

"So the master can look and think, but cannot touch, let alone do anything weird with the maid's feet."

Why didn’t I realize before that Ron had this habit?

Of course, this kind of thing is very common in the aristocratic circle. It is said that some aristocrats play with and kiss the feet of their maids every day...

Bastard Ron, he must have wanted to do this to his feet a long time ago...

At this moment, Fiona's face was flushed, and her pink toes wrapped in black tights moved restlessly.

She seemed very scared, worried that the man in front of her would pounce on her and bite her...

Ron is not that perverted now, so of course he won't do that.

after?

Ron can't guarantee that...

"I just said I didn't mind, I didn't say I liked it."

Ron was also helpless. He didn't mind it, but he couldn't say he liked it that much either.

However, after hearing what Fiona said, he was tempted to try it.

Sometimes it's like this, you clearly don't want to do something, but when you're provoked, you start to think about it.

Ron has always been a person who dares to think and act. If it doesn't work this time, he will let the maid in front of him take the initiative to help him solve the problem next time.

Inexplicably, Ron suddenly thought of the day when Olivia pinched Lucia with her toes, leaving a red mark.

Those are really strong and flexible legs...

It's a pity that it's just used for walking.

Also, the dragon girl's tail is very soft and can roll up a lot of things.

hiss....

Ron stopped his divergent thoughts. He was worried that if he continued like this, he would become a pervert...

"Asshole master, he obviously likes me very much, but he always refuses to admit it."

Fiona pouted, looking like she could see through the man's inner thoughts.

She took off her shoes as if possessed by a ghost, revealing her feet wrapped in black pantyhose, her pink toes trembling gently inside;

"If the master admits that he likes it, the maid might satisfy his fetish."

What happened to me~

Why would you do such a shameful thing?

What if Ron really can't help but hold it and chew it? What should I do...

Thinking of this, Fiona's body trembled slightly, and her pink toes moved restlessly.

"Even if you bring it to my mouth, I promise I won't take a bite."

Ron knew that his maid was just talking and was not at the stage where she would offer it to him on her own initiative.

"嘁~"

Fiona rolled her eyes at the man in annoyance;

"What is the bastard master thinking? How can I, a personal maid, not know the master's thoughts? He just wants to take advantage of the maid's feet so that he can suddenly attack. I won't be fooled."

After saying this, she put her feet back into her food preservation shoes.

How could anyone be fooled by something so obvious?

Asshole Ron, it turns out that he has been coveting the maid's feet for a long time...

Although Fiona thought so in her heart, for some reason, the image of Ron holding and chewing on it suddenly appeared in her mind...

Gumbling—

She couldn't help swallowing her sweet saliva, her cheeks flushed lightly.