Chương 289: My Crops!

Having accepted Roland's request for her to dress, Nightingale diligently began tinkering in the dressing room.

Fortunately, since becoming the head maid, she had accumulated a lot of experience in dressing up Roland through abusing her power, and quickly put together a suit.

After fifteen revisions, Roland finally made a decision.

"Hmm... Nightingale."

"I still think the first version looks better subjectively, let's switch back to the first version."

The nightingale almost cried out in anger; her expressionless face turned pink from the blood rushing to her cheeks, and her long ears stood up high, like a Boeing plane about to crash into a building.

"Miss Roland, if you thought the first version was good, why did you revise it so many times?"

Roland was a little embarrassed. She had finally gotten to be the client, but she had gotten a little carried away and awkwardly scratched her head as she explained.

"How will I know if the first one is better if I don't try other versions?"

"You understand, right, Nightingale?"

"You're right, my foot! I am Aminos!"

Even with Nightingale's civilized manners, she couldn't help but curse.

In a moment of anger, she turned to lust and slapped Roland's shapely buttocks.

"pia~" The crisp sound echoed in the changing room. The air was silent for a few seconds, and Roland's gaze toward Nightingale gradually turned into disdain.

Nightingale had been subjected to too many such gazes lately, and a chill ran down her spine.

Fearing that Roland would become even more wary of her, she quickly explained.

"Uh, I didn't mean to."

"If you really can't swallow this insult... I'll let you fight back. I'll even accept being whipped. Didn't you claim to have learned whip techniques?"

Roland looked at the nightingale with even more disdain.

She immediately thought of Secretary Koolin from yesterday, that dark-skinned elf who squealed after being whipped twice, which truly broadened her horizons.

I never expected that the nightingale would also have this taste.

"Go away, go away! Your Dark Elf fetishes are truly appalling. Is there some kind of skin color bonus?"

"abnormal!"

After dismissing Nightingale, Roland changed into new clothes and left the church.

This first version of the suit was a combination of an aristocratic puff-sleeved shirt and leather tight shorts.

The aristocratic shirt worn on the upper body is exquisitely crafted with sophisticated patterns and comes with cooling and defensive enchantments, providing a complete means of cooling down in the increasingly hot June.

The tight shorts on her lower body fully showcased the vitality of the fox clan, and paired with delicate white silk pantyhose, a unique exotic charm emanated from Roland.

This neutral combination pleased Roland greatly, allowing her to feel the long-lost heroic spirit of Earth's finest men.

If Nightingale hadn't been so obsessed with high heels, she would have easily switched to flat sneakers and become a sporty young woman.

"Hey~ Today's a good day~ A good day~" Roland fiddled with the religious ornaments on her chest and wrists, humming a little tune as she walked down the main path of the garden.

With Vina as a reliable backer and Koolin's wicked plan, the crisis of the bloodline seems to have been greatly alleviated.

She was in a rare good mood for one day.

Moreover, the weather today was also very favorable, with blue skies, white clouds, and clear skies, which, combined with the extremely high green coverage of the Roland Group, made it even better.

A vibrant scene of life and flourishing life unfolds before my eyes.

Thinking of Corinne's meticulously planned scheme, with each step linked to the next, Roland couldn't help but want to shout, "The advantage is in my hands!"

"Hmm, if the plan goes smoothly, that damn tiger Bizan will probably be furious, won't he?"

Roland chuckled and muttered something under her breath, then quickened her pace.

The bells added to the crimson-orange anklets, meant to enhance the southern orc style, jingled melodiously.

Near the garden gate in the distance, an orange-haired beast girl with an anxious expression, who was hurrying along, twitched her ears as she heard the melodious sound of bells.

She quickly looked up in Roland's direction and spotted her immediately.

"Oh, Roland! Miss Roland!"

Coco the cat's eyes lit up, and she raised her paws and called out loudly before taking off running.

Roland looked in surprise at the orange-haired catgirl who was running towards her with long strides.

The newcomer is Cat Coco, Cat Mai Mai's older sister, and also the Southern Cat Girl who stole the core seal of the local well during Roland's battle with the cultists.

He was later assigned by Roland to manage the greenhouses and became the agricultural director of the Roland Group.

Logically speaking, at this time of day, Coco the cat should be working in the greenhouse. Why is she running to the church garden looking so flustered?

A bad feeling rose in Roland's heart, and her good mood vanished instantly.

"Coco the cat, what are you doing here?"

"What happened? Is there something wrong with the greenhouse?"

Coco the cat quickly ran to Roland's side, took a couple of breaths, and without even wiping the sweat from her forehead, nodded hurriedly when she heard Roland's question.

"Yes... yes!"

"Miss Roland, that super fat red dragon has run into our greenhouse! We can't stop it at all!"

"You should go and take a look!"

Roland's breath hitched, her tail snapped back in fright, and with a jerk, she sent a blue silver grass flying from the flowerbed.

"What?!"

"Wasn't that fat dragon happily lounging around the spicy snack factory? How did she end up in the greenhouse?!"

Roland immediately gathered her magic power and cast a basic wind-based speed-up spell.

[Ghostly Steps!] This is a basic magic skill in the system that costs 10, 000 faith points.

The reason it's so cheap is that it can only increase running speed and reduce the enemy's slowing effect.

However, the overall effect is quite strong and lasts for a long time, making it a pretty good value for money.

Roland reached out and slapped her hand, and a light blue trailing effect appeared, attaching itself to herself and the cat Coco. The two quickly ran towards the greenhouse dome of the Roland Group.

The greenhouse dome and the spicy snack workshop are very close to each other.

The main purpose was to shorten the transportation distance of raw materials, save labor costs and improve industrial efficiency, but unexpectedly, it caught the attention of the Red Dragon and made the greenhouse wheat field with its unique scenery noticed.

When Roland arrived, the greenhouse entrance was already in complete chaos.

A large group of Roland Group security officers gathered at the gate, peering anxiously inside.

From Roland's perspective, the area in front of the greenhouse had almost turned into a sea of furry ears.

The greenhouse staff frantically grabbed the sheriff's hand, jumping around and pointing at the scene inside the greenhouse, their big eyes brimming with tears, their little mouths opening and closing wildly, accusing the intruding red dragon.

You don't even need to look closely to know that it contains a very high amount of mother's milk.

Roland peered through the glass into the room, and upon seeing the scene inside, her vision went black.

"Did that fat dragon mistake my wheat field for a lawn?!"

"My crops!"