The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

He looked at Ron beside him and asked curiously;

"What about you, Ron? Did you succeed with the potion yesterday?"

"I succeeded by chance. I am now a Holy Knight."

Only by mixing truth and falsehood can the enemy be confused about the real and the fake. Ron blew himself up and became a holy knight, which would make his information look more real.

If the news of his promotion reached Wilson Gray's ears, he would probably just laugh.

After all, there is a huge gap in strength. Adding one more Holy Knight will not make any difference. It will still be a crushing victory.

"That's great news, congratulations Ron."

Several nobles present congratulated him with smiles.

If they knew that Ron had more than thirty Holy Knights, they would definitely be shocked.

"Compared to those two earl's sons, we are nothing but maggots."

Boris Hayden couldn't help but sigh;

"According to the current information, the Western Noble Group has about 800 Holy Knights, and the number of ordinary knights has reached 5,000. Moreover, each of them has seen blood on the battlefield, and their strength is incredible."

"We in the Northern Alliance only have about 400 Holy Knights in total. Just thinking about it makes me despair."

After saying this, the nobles present fell silent for a while, and they all felt like a mountain was pressing down on their heads.

At this time, Boris Hayden spoke again:

"The Central Noble Group is even more outrageous. There are more than a thousand Holy Knights alone, fully equipped. Each one is armed to the teeth. Just looking at it makes one's scalp tingle."

"They are the protagonists of this pioneering war. It's good enough for us to occupy a small piece of territory."

Chapter 59 If you don't work, you'll become a toy! Angry Feilia!

Inside the restaurant, at the round table, Lucia grabbed the grilled meat and devoured it.

She didn't understand what these humans were mumbling about.

Since your mouth is idle anyway, you might as well eat some delicious barbecue.

Several nobles were talking excitedly and didn't notice that the food on the table was decreasing rapidly.

By the time I realized what was happening, the table was empty.

"Ron, this female Asian dragon slave you raised is really good at eating."

Boris Hayden was talking until his mouth was dry. He wanted to drink some wine to calm down, but when he saw that the table was full of food and only fruits, vegetables and bread were left, he was stunned.

"Sorry, I was so happy chatting with you guys just now that I lost control for a moment."

It wasn't that Ron didn't manage the meal well. He just took advantage of it whenever he could. After all, it wasn't his treat, so he let Lucia eat to her heart's content.

"It's okay, let her eat if she likes it, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it."

Boris Hayden appeared to be indifferent, but his heart was bleeding.

This damn female dragon must have eaten at least fifty gold coins.

"Mr. Ron, you have taken good care of this female Asian dragon."

Pullman Kyle looked at Lucia and couldn't help but admire her;

"He's in good spirits too. Maybe he can become a successful adult here with you."

An immature female dragon, no matter how good its appearance is, is only worth three to five thousand gold coins, but the price can increase tenfold after it reaches adulthood.

If the quality is better, nobles and wealthy businessmen will buy it at a sky-high price.

"Everything else is fine, except that I eat too much."

Ron told the truth, of course the whole body of the Water Dragon Girl was great, with a slim waist, plump butt, fair skin, and a plump upper body.

The key is that it is rich in dragon nectar. This alone makes it unmatched by other dragon girls.

"Hahaha, that's true. If I keep her at home, I'm afraid her body and wallet will be drained."

Burke Tyron couldn't help but make a humorous remark.

"But I heard that although it is more difficult to build a territory in the swamp, it has abundant water resources. If a territory is built in the swamp, it will definitely be the most fertile place in the entire Far North."

Although Boris Hayden felt sad about losing fifty gold coins for no reason, he still looked very kind;

"When the pioneering war is over next year, you will be the lord of the swamp."

This is a bit untrue. After all, everyone knows that swamps are not suitable for building territories.

If it was suitable, it would not be Ron's turn, as it would have been occupied by powerful nobles long ago.

After the last banquet, the nobles in the North talked about this matter privately. Most of them shook their heads and laughed, thinking that Ron was doomed.

But what they didn't know was that Ron had three dragon girls, who could easily carve out a territory in the swamp.

"I hope that everyone can be officially knighted and become a lord next year."

Ron raised his wine glass and laughed about the future.

The other nobles did not hold their glasses either, but raised their glasses together and congratulated each other.

Not to mention, this scene seems quite harmonious at first glance.

This is how aristocratic banquets are, no one will speak out their true feelings or inner thoughts.

Maybe they say congratulations, but in their heart they wish the other person would die sooner.

This little gathering came suddenly and ended just as quickly.

After exchanging pleasantries, Ron left the restaurant, laughing for no reason as he walked down the stairs.

I wonder what their expressions will be when they know my true strength.

I hope they can live until the end of the pioneering war. Then when they attend the banquet at the Earl's Mansion, their expressions will surely be very interesting.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

After getting on the carriage, Ron saw Lucia smiling happily, so he asked curiously.

"It's good, but it's too little. I'm not full yet."

Lucia, who had already eaten the amount of food that five adults would have eaten, felt that what she had just eaten was just an appetizer and did not fill her stomach at all.

"You eat so much. When you go to the frontier, you must work hard, otherwise you won't get any barbecue."

Ron didn't eat much just now, but he did drink two glasses of wine.

"Don't worry, Lord. Lucia will do the job."

Lucia felt that she would do her best to complete the task even for food.

Of course, if there was a lot of work to do, she would probably just collapse on the ground.

"If you don't work, can you change the punishment?"

After much thought, Lucia still felt that it was too cruel not to work and not to eat barbecue.

"Then I'll punish you by making you eat."

Ron said this without thinking, just as a spice for the journey.

Of course, if Lucia was really disobedient, he might do so.

"This punishment is too good~"

Simple-minded Lucia didn't think too much about it and thought that the punishment of eating was just having lots of barbecue.

"The meat you eat as punishment is not roasted, but raw."

Ron teased with some malicious humor.

"If it's not grilled, it will be too fishy."

Lucia felt that meat would have a strong taste if it wasn't grilled, except for the delicious river shrimp.

"You are right..."

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched. Although they were not on the same channel, there was nothing wrong with his reply.

"Lucia, it's called punishment because it's meat you don't want to eat."

Ron pinched Lucia's cheek and spoke with a smile.

"But Lucia likes to eat all kinds of meat~"

Even with such an obvious hint, Lucia didn't understand at first, but then a light bulb went off in her head, and she thought of what Ron had said to her before, and her cheeks immediately turned red with embarrassment;

"My Lord, this is not allowed~"

After she understood, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her brain was almost unable to think...

"Then do your work well."

If Lucia worked hard, Ron would not do anything to her, but if she was lazy, he could not guarantee that.

"Lucia will try her best~"

She herself didn't believe this, but in the closed environment of the carriage, she thought it would be better for her to behave better.

When the work gets too tiring and you can’t hold on any longer, we’ll talk about it then.

If it doesn't work, just help each other with the Lord. After all, it feels good to be pinched by the tail...

Thinking of this, Lucia slightly put her upper legs together, and her tail swung unnaturally behind her...

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The carriage rolled over the old cobblestone road and stopped at the gate of the mansion.

Ron stretched comfortably, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

"Master Ron, everything is normal in the mansion."

Alman, who was guarding the safety of the mansion, greeted Ron with a smile when he saw him coming back.

"Ah."