The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

Lilith was studying something this morning and didn't go out for breakfast. It's time for her to go out now.

"My Lord..."

An excited female voice came from inside. It was obvious that Lilith had made progress in her research.

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The door opened and Lilith, dressed in a dark purple robe, excitedly shook the glassware in her hand;

"My Lord, the upgraded version of the lamb leg breeding fluid was successful."

"How to say?"

Seeing the brown-green liquid bubbling inside, Ron immediately felt that something was wrong.

This thing looks very lethal.

"The improved sheep leg breeding fluid only needs to be injected into the sheep's legs, and new sheep legs will grow the next day."

Lilith's expression was excited, and she excitedly described the effects of the liquid medicine in her hand;

"The newly grown lamb legs will be as plump and beautiful as normal legs in about a month."

Such a perfect secret medicine will surely be favored by the lord.

In the future territory, there will be thousands of eight-legged sheep.

"Lamb leg breeding fluid, it's really good stuff."

Ron, who is a person who is very open to new things, thinks that sheep with eight legs are outrageous.

But in order not to dampen Miss Witch's enthusiasm, Ron smiled and said:

"Seal up this lamb leg breeding fluid for now, and use it when there is a shortage of meat in the future."

If food really becomes scarce, Ron will probably try this weird solution.

"Yes, my lord."

Lilith was extremely excited and was already looking forward to herding the eight-legged sheep.

"Master, you are not really planning to use that thing..."

Fiona, who was standing by, felt a little nauseous just by hearing about the eight-legged sheep, let alone seeing it.

That would be an absolute nightmare.

“As long as the timing is right, this thing can play a big role.”

Ron showed an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

He was thinking about another possibility of this medicine.

People generally believe that deformities in animals are a bad sign.

If a large number of animals in the kingdom were deformed, people would think it was a sign of the kingdom's demise.

Ron felt that maybe he could use it when he had a large army and rebelled in the future.

Chapter 62: The wheat is ripe! The maid is at the mercy of her master for a day!

Inside the mansion, in the dining room, on the long table, a whole chicken was roasted until golden brown, and wisps of translucent hot mist were rising.

The entire banquet hall was filled with the aroma of barbecue.

"It smells so good~ It's Lucia's favorite barbecue~"

Lucia, who had just entered the hall, sniffed her little nose and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of ambergris.

But today, she did not rush to the table to enjoy the meal. Instead, she sat on the stool and waited for the man at the main seat to speak.

"Little dragons, start enjoying your food."

Ron didn't let them wait. It was better to take it easy while eating.

"Okay~"

With the lord's permission, Lucia couldn't wait to grab a roast chicken and put it into her mouth.

Filya and Olivia untied the chicken legs and ate them in small bites, their eating manners were quite decent.

"Let's start too."

Ron picked up the knife, cut off a piece of lamb leg, put it into his mouth and savored it carefully.

"By the way, Fiona, how was your morning shopping?"

Ron turned his head and asked the maid on his right.

"Asshole Master, you were just busy doing your dirty work before, and you only remember to ask these questions now."

After Fiona calmed down, she started to speak strange words again;

"Of course the maid will do everything the master asks her to do."

She was the type who only remembered the food and not the beating. Ron had just sucked her hard a few times not long ago, but now she was starting to do it again with her mouth.

"It's fine once it's done. We'll go out for some shopping in the afternoon."

Ron was still very confident about the work of his maid. Except for her mouth, which needed some cleaning, everything else was fine.

"No problem. A maid's job is to help her master."

Fiona gently placed the hand holding the dinner knife on the table and looked at the man beside her with a sad face;

"But everyone knows that in less than three months, it will be freezing cold. It would be completely useless for the owner to choose to plant wheat at this time."

This can be said to be common sense. Among all the pioneer lords, only Ron bought wheat seeds.

"What will you do if I grow wheat before winter comes?"

Ron knew that winter would come more than a month later this year, so he was fearless and started digging a hole for the maid, waiting for her to jump in.

"Master actually dares to propose a bet?"

Fiona felt that her master might be crazy. He dared to make a bet on something that was so obviously going to fail.

"I think my master will definitely fail, and I will laugh at him when the time comes."

After thinking for a moment, Fiona felt that it would be impossible to grow wheat in the frontier now, so she spoke boldly;

"If the master really grows wheat, the master can do whatever he wants to the maid during the whole day of the harvest."

As she said this, she winked at Ron;

"That is to say, the master can impose all of his strange habits, delusions, and perverted thoughts on the maid."

The master must have wanted to do this a long time ago!

But it is impossible for the wheat to mature this year. Even if the master wants to get everything from the maid, she can never do it.

"Fiona, you seem to be looking forward to it."

Ron felt that his maid seemed to want to succeed.

"Of course, if the master succeeds, the maid will naturally be happy for you."

Fiona licked the corner of her mouth;

"So the master has to work hard even if it's just to get the right to use the maid for a day."

The bastard Ron will definitely work hard to get me...

"Then you'll have a hard time."

The wheat will be ripe for sure, and by then I can harvest my maid at the same time. It will be a joyful harvest.

"The master is obviously very weak, but he is always so harsh in his words."

Fiona said this in the exact opposite way. She was shocked before and felt that Ron was too strong.

"My Lord, I may be able to help with this matter."

Lilith blushed when she heard the conversation between the two, but she got the point.

I know Ron is planning to let the wheat mature before winter comes.

She felt that she could definitely research a secret medicine to make wheat mature quickly.

"Oh, Lilith, do you have a good idea?"

Although Ron felt that this witch was unreliable, it shouldn't be difficult for her to study the secret medicine for ripening wheat.

“I have two research directions.”

In just a moment, Lilith had an idea in her head.

"tell me the story."

Ron's interest was aroused.

"The first research direction is to make wheat mature quickly so that it can be harvested earlier."

Lilith swallowed and looked at the man in front of her with excitement;

"The second research direction is that since winter is coming and the weather is freezing, if wheat is cold-resistant, we can grow wheat in winter."

She felt that the first option was too ordinary and did not match her temperament as a great witch.

If we do research, we should develop frost-resistant wheat so that wheat can be harvested three or even four times a year.

"Well done Lilith, just hearing about your research plan has given me a boost in confidence."

Ron thought that instead of asking Lilith to study lamb leg breeding fluid, it would be better to let her study frost-resistant wheat. At least it wouldn't sound too outrageous.

"Don't worry, lord. I will figure it out before the wheat is planted."

Lilith suddenly became excited, put down her knife, and bowed to say goodbye;

"My Lord, I can't wait to start my research."

That’s great! Once the frost-resistant wheat comes out, it will definitely amaze the whole kingdom!

This is what we witches should study.

"Go ahead Lilith, I believe you will succeed."