The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

Sure enough, he had been looking forward to eating himself up...

"That's great, you can take care of your own child."

Ron leaned forward, leaned close to Fiona's ear, and lowered his voice:

"Or do you just want to do naughty things with your master?"

"Asshole Master, don't always have such impossible delusions."

Fiona's body trembled slightly, and her knees could not help but come together and rub gently;

"Maids are very simple and never want to do anything with their masters."

The master always imposes his inner thoughts on the maid.

How could I possibly think of that? I wouldn't~

"You are being stubborn now, but don't beg me every day in the future."

Ron felt that with Fiona around, the journey would be much more interesting... Didn't she say before that she wanted to take another carriage?

As expected, my maid is just saying one thing but doing another...

"The maid won't do that. Master, please stop asking the maid for help all the time..."

"Hmm~"

"Do you still need to ask for something that is readily available?"

"Asshole....uh..."

Chapter 76: Receive the peasants! The chaste saint comes to pray!

In Winter City, a carriage was speeding through the streets, and outside the carriage was a bustling crowd.

Ron was lying on the bench in the car, looking very satisfied.

"Asshole master, he doesn't even let the maid say a word..."

Fiona wiped the corner of her mouth and gave the man a disdainful look.

"You should be thankful that I used my mouth this time. Maybe it will be something else next time."

Ron looked at his maid with a sly smile. He had to admit that this journey was quite pleasant.

"I won't let my master do whatever he wants. The maid will resist."

Fiona had thought about resisting just now, but she just gave him a light push and that was it.

This is not resistance, it is clearly a refusal...

"Okay, remember to buy all the supplies, otherwise you will be severely punished when you return."

When the carriage stopped at the entrance of the market, Ron pinched the maid's fair cheek.

"In order not to eat strange things, the maid will definitely do this well."

Fiona lifted her round buttocks from the bench, rolled her eyes at Ron, twisted her slender waist, and left the carriage.

After the maid left, the carriage continued to move towards the Earl's Palace.

Ron stretched comfortably, recalling the funny thing that happened just now, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Fiona's mouth is indeed not only good at talking, it is also sweet, tender and incredibly beautiful.

Coupled with the fact that the whole body was shaking, the sensory impact was enormous.

My maid is tough on the lips, but her body is very sensitive....well, that's great...

I forgot to give Fiona those maid costumes with holes in them in the restaurant before, but it’s okay, I’ll give them to her when I go back.

Fiona wearing this kind of maid outfit must be quite interesting...

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The market is not far from the Earl's Palace.

The carriage galloped through the streets and alleys and soon stopped at the back door of the Earl's Mansion.

The last time I attended the banquet, I went through the main gate. This time, I was just collecting the farmers' gifts and was not eligible to go through the main gate.

And as a noble aristocrat, he would not allow farmers to enter his house.

The back door is where the housekeeper, maid, gardener and other servants enter and exit. Since the mansion was built, Earl Bourne has rarely walked through the back door.

Rather than saying that the farmers are located in the Earl's Palace, it would be more accurate to say that they are in the backyard where the servants stay. In fact, it is at least five kilometers away from the Earl's Palace, separated by a large area of ​​lush green grass.

Ordinary nobles could only appreciate the elegance of the Earl's Mansion on important occasions like the last time. Under normal circumstances, they could not even enter the gate.

After being officially knighted by the Kingdom of Sainttis and becoming a lord, a knighthood banquet will be held in the Earl's Palace...

Of course, only those who survived have the opportunity to participate...

Count Bourne would naturally not handle such a small matter as collecting the farmers' wages personally. The steward of the Earl's Palace was in charge of this task.

After getting off the carriage, Ron saw a heavy door five meters high.

It has to be said that the Earl's Palace is magnificent. The doors for servants are spacious and tall, more luxurious than some baron's palaces.

Tomorrow is the last day within the stipulated period, and the lords must take away their share of the peasants.

Therefore, many people came to the Earl's Palace today to lead the farmers. Of course, some pioneering lords arranged their stewards or knights to do this.

You can't rely on the minor nobles, so basically they have to come in person.

Ron, too, had no choice.

Fiona needed to go buy supplies, and as for Alman, Ron didn't dare to let him do such a complicated task.

I can only give Alman some simple instructions, his brain won’t be able to handle more than that.

"Ron, it seems we are really destined to meet again."

Not long after entering the backyard, Boris Hayden, who was standing by and waiting, greeted me with a smile.

"Indeed, if you were a pretty lady, I think it would be a beautiful encounter."

Ron, who was in a good mood, made a humorous joke.

"Haha, Mr. Ron, can't men do that?"

Boris Hayden is a man who can take a joke, has a playful personality, and can respond to any topic.

Of course, none of the nobles present could guarantee whether Hayden was speaking from his heart in a joking manner.

"Hayden, you're becoming more and more humorous."

In the aristocratic circle, it is no longer a secret for men to have affairs with each other.

Ron wasn't sure if Hayden was such a person, so much so that he got goose bumps when shaking hands.

If he really had such an idea, Ron swore that he would use his sword to completely cure his loose anus.

"Why is everyone waiting? Hasn't it started yet?"

Ron was a little confused. Dozens of nobles were gathered in twos and threes waiting, but there was no progress.

"It is said that the nuns from the Church of the Goddess of Night are going to pray for the farmers."

Pullman Kyle spread his hands helplessly;

"It's obvious what their purpose is. They want more people from the lower classes to believe in the Church of the Goddess of Night. After all, the nobles only believe in the swords in their hands, so they can only attack ordinary people."

The Church of the Goddess of Night is one of the two major churches in the Kingdom of Saint Tis. Except for the Kingdom of Saint Tis, the Church can be found in every country on the continent.

In addition to the fact that the Holy See can give faith to ordinary people, the power of these Holy Sees is very strong, even to the extent of threatening the kingdom.

Therefore, a delicate balance emerged between the major kingdoms and the Holy See, with theocracy and royal power not interfering with each other.

The Church cannot punish the nobility, and the nobility cannot punish the clergy, but the common people can be punished by both sides.

A world where only ordinary people get hurt has been achieved!

It is the same in any world, the lower-class people are exploited endlessly.

"But I heard that the nuns are very nice. We will be able to feast our eyes on them soon."

Burke Taillon expressed his opinion very gentlemanly.

"hey-hey...."

This sentence was like Pandora's box, which opened the conversation and the direction of everyone's conversation began to gradually deviate.

The chats were all about which lady was the best, how to train a maid, whether females of different races were also acceptable, etc....

This is how nobles are. Apart from maintaining their decorum and gentlemanliness at important banquets, the rest of the time when they get together, they just talk about love and romance.

Of course, this is normal. If men get together and talk about men, Ron should consider leaving this damn place.

We didn't talk for long when there was a commotion at the door.

Everyone looked over in surprise.

Then I saw a dozen young nuns in black and white uniforms, surrounding a nun in pure white robes, walking in one after another.

Each of them had a kind smile on their face, making people feel warm and relaxed.

The nun in the lead, wearing a pure white nun's robe, was even more beautiful and charming. She was 1.75 meters tall, and although her body was covered, it could not hide her slim figure.

Every gesture and movement exudes an aura of sacredness and inviolability.

"The ones leading the team this time are actually the twelve chaste saints of the Holy Monastery."

Boris Hayden couldn't help but exclaim.

The so-called Holy Monastery is one of the three houses of the Church of the Goddess of Night.

There are twelve chaste saints in the Holy Monastery, each of them is one in a million. In addition to their outstanding looks and figures, they also have extraordinary talents.

The noble gentlemen present could not take their eyes off the chaste saint.

Of course, Ron, being a gentleman, is no exception.

After all, such a holy and flawless woman is rarely seen in normal times.