The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

"Everyone dismount and proceed on foot."

When they were still a kilometer away from the fighting location, Ron tied the reins to a tree trunk nearby.

"Yes!"

The knights followed suit and tied their horses' reins properly as well.

Since she couldn't understand human speech, Fria ran a distance before stopping and panting heavily.

Although she has great physical strength and endurance, her burst of speed over short distances is only around three to five kilometers. She is now almost at her limit and needs to adjust her breathing.

When you're galloping on horseback, the wind is so strong that you can't hear anything.

As soon as they stopped, they heard the furious roars of wild beasts coming from the misty forest ahead.

There was also a loud sound of trees falling.

Just from hearing these sounds, Ron judged that the alien race that had appeared ahead was definitely not weak.

"Everyone follow along and do as I command."

Ron jogged toward the direction from which the sound came, and the knights nodded and followed behind.

"Wait for my orders before you act."

Seeing that Fria had caught up, Ron gave her a serious reminder, as he didn't want his subordinates to disobey orders during battle.

"I will obey reasonable orders, and I will make my own judgment if they are unreasonable."

Phyllis smelled the blood in the air, as well as the scent of violence, humiliation, and fear.

She was like this when she was in the tribe; she would obey basic orders, but she would make her own judgments, making her the opposite of Yarman.

"Ah."

They were about to encounter the enemy, and Ron didn't want to say much, so he let her have her way for the time being.

However, regarding obedience, we need to teach her properly how to do it in the future. If she is too obedient, then we'll have to resort to physical punishment.

"Lord, it's a dozen orcs chasing two demi-humans."

The scout knights relaxed considerably when they saw Ron arrive with his knightly order.

After all, things are different now than before. The team now has more than thirty holy knights, and their strength is already quite formidable.

"it is good."

Ron stepped forward and, through a bush as tall as a person, saw a group of two-meter-tall, muscular, fanged, and ugly beastmen a hundred meters away, besieging two demi-humans with long gray hair and short blue-gray hair on their forearms and calves. They were back to back, leaning on each other, glaring fiercely at the beastmen.

They all had scars, large or small, on their bodies, and their furry ears were grayish-white, looking very much like a puppy's ears, but it was not yet possible to tell what kind of animal they belonged to.

The enormous orcs didn't seem to intend to kill them; instead, they surrounded them and used huge wooden clubs to attack and provoke them.

Several of the orcs, as if they had spotted something delicious, couldn't help but drool.

"These orcs are attacking the Ice Wolf Clan. Save them."

Philia immediately recognized the two petite females with furry ears as members of the Ice Wolf Clan.

As she spoke, flames flickered in her crimson eyes, as if she loathed the orcs.

"Why save them? They're not human. Maybe the orcs' homeland was destroyed by the Ice Wolf Clan, and they've come for revenge?"

Ron shrugged, displaying an indifferent attitude.

Actually, he was planning to rescue them, since subduing these two Ice Wolf Clan members would allow him to obtain their illustrations in the encyclopedia.

"The Ice Wolf Clan is a benevolent race and would never intentionally destroy other races."

Fria frowned, her crimson vertical pupils filled with anger as she stared at the man beside her;

"Orcs are a bunch of parasites who only know how to burn, kill, and plunder. You can think of them as you among humans."

"If it were me as a human, I would definitely not save him."

Ron remained firm in his stance, and the reason for this was simple: he wanted to teach the hot-tempered little dragon a lesson.

"understood."

After saying this, Feliya's eyes turned cold. She naively thought that the humans beside her were not bad, at least they still had some kindness towards other races at heart.

Only now does she realize that she was wrong.

Humans are no exception; they are all cunning and evil beings!

"In that case, I'll save them!"

Even Philia herself couldn't guarantee that she could deal with so many orcs on her own, but seeing the weak female ice wolf about to be wantonly played with by this group of orcs...

She couldn't stand it.

Orcs are creatures even more vile than humans; they won't even spare a corpse, continuing to defile it even after it's dead...

This kind of creature shouldn't exist!

tread--

Leaving those words behind, Fria's sturdy legs gave a powerful kick, and her body shot out of the bushes like a cannonball, heading towards the orcs surrounding the two female ice wolves.

Under the sunlight, her crimson scales shone brightly, constantly radiating waves of heat.

"Stop it!!!"

As she spoke, Feliya exhaled hot mist from her mouth, and her hands transformed into sharp claws, which she then thrust fiercely towards the chest of an orc.

The speed was so fast that the billowing hot mist quickly drifted away behind them.

stab-

The sharp dragon claws pierced the orc's flesh as easily as cutting tofu, twisting ribs and crushing the heart.

The orc, who had turned around in astonishment, didn't even have time to react before the blood in his chest cavity instantly flowed backward, gushing out from his throat and nostrils.

As the dragon claw was pulled out, blood gushed out like a pillar from the cut chest, and a bright red heart could be vaguely seen beating violently through the wound.

"Ho~"

The orc, pierced through the heart, instinctively clutched his chest. His body seemed to have all its strength drained away. He swayed and fell backward, his eyes rolling back, his body convulsing. His half-open mouth seemed to want to say something, but it was blocked by the sweet, metallic taste of blood, and he could not utter a word.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!"

The orcs, splattered with blood, reacted quickly, shouting a warning while simultaneously hurling their sturdy wooden clubs at the uninvited guest whose body was engulfed in flames.

bang——

Fria reacted quickly. When she saw the other party raise his hand to make an attack gesture, she dodged to the side and quickly dropped the wooden stick, which slammed heavily to the ground. The sand that was hit immediately flew everywhere.

"Where did this female sub-dragon come from? Smash her!"

bang bang bang-

The other orcs nearby also reacted and, wielding wooden sticks, began to attack the man who had killed his comrade.

Two fists can't fight four hands; Fria is now facing more than a dozen tall and incredibly strong orcs.

Although they were a bit clumsy, their attacks were incredibly powerful and fast, nearly hitting Fria several times.

However, Fria was no weakling. After dodging several attacks, she seized an opportunity, suddenly exerted force with her calves, and her body shot out. Her sharp claws, gleaming coldly in the sunlight, slid in a graceful arc and stabbed straight at the orc's chest.

stab-

The blade sliced ​​open the chest, pierced the heart, and splattered blood as it was pulled out. The orc's body shuddered, and the wooden club he had been holding high instantly slipped from his grasp, smashing down on his head. He fell forward with a thud to the ground.

bang bang—

Snapped--

After completing her attack, Fria tried to retreat, but the momentum from the burst of power caused her to slow down briefly.

He narrowly dodged the first two attacks, but was struck in the lower back by a wooden stick coming from behind his blind spot.

Instantly, a stinging sensation spread throughout his body, and his body was thrown forward by this powerful force.

Fria staggered, trying to steady herself, but the orc wasn't going to give her that chance. Before she could regain her balance, he grabbed a wooden stick and slammed it down hard.

bang——

Knowing she couldn't dodge, Fria crossed her forearms and used her claws to block the falling club.

As the stick fell, it was sliced ​​to pieces by the sharp dragon claws, sending wood chips flying everywhere. However, the downward momentum was still great, slamming Phyllis hard into the ground.

If it were five or six orcs, Fria was confident she could take them down one by one, but there were simply too many of them.

bang bang bang-

At this moment, Fria was like a trapped beast, being pressed to the ground and beaten with sticks, giving her no chance to breathe.

Fria felt the sticks raining down on her, and all her strength was used to defend against the attacks; she had no way to retaliate.

If there were fewer orcs, she could unleash flames during the gaps in her attacks, but the attacks were too dense and not enough to sustain the energy buildup.

How to do!

You absolutely cannot collapse here! You still have to bring Lucia and O'Ville home!!!

At this moment, the color of Fria's scales continued to turn red, and her crimson vertical pupils burned with flames, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

"Little Dragon, being pinned to the ground must feel awful."