The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

"Yay~ It's Lucia's favorite roasted lamb leg~"

After receiving the man's permission, Lucia picked up a leg of lamb roasted until golden brown and put it in her mouth, devouring it.

"It tastes so good!"

As she ate the roasted lamb leg, she squinted her eyes in bliss.

O'Ville and Philia exchanged a glance, smiled, and then twisted off the fragrant chicken leg to eat.

Perhaps because they had just met, the ice wolf mother and daughter seemed a little shy; while everyone else was talking, they were still hesitant.

“Museus, my mother says that if you don’t eat properly, you won’t grow up. You should eat meat like me.”

Along the way, whenever Lucia saw a new demi-human join them, she would greet them very familiarly, which made Muses very embarrassed, and he could only give a simple response.

But Lucia was such a chatterbox that Muses gradually relaxed as they asked a few questions and got a reply.

In truth, she still harbored some fear of the dragon race; it was a fear ingrained in the genes of the wolf race.

But this dragon, which was about the same size as himself, was just as cute as his tribe's companions, and not at all as fierce as his elders had described.

Gradually, he stopped being afraid and started talking more deeply with Lucia.

In just half a day, we became good friends.

"Hmm~ I also really like roasted lamb leg."

Mses smiled, and mimicking Lucia, he hugged the lamb leg and began to gnaw on it.

However, her mouth wasn't as big as Lucia's, so she ate at a slightly slower pace.

Her mother, Shemier, was very happy to see her daughter integrating so well.

Her gaze kept drifting towards the man in the main seat, as if she cared a lot about his attitude.

Wolves are like that; they know how to read people's expressions. After spending a lot of time together, they can basically know what the other person is thinking just by looking at their expression.

She was lost in thought, her gaze lingering on the man for a moment. Just then, Ron looked up and saw the Ice Wolf Mother looking at him.

At this moment, their eyes met, and they gazed at each other.

Feeling embarrassed by the stare, Xue Mier lowered her head shyly, her heart pounding wildly.

"Shemier, why are you staring at me instead of eating dinner?"

Seeing the ice wolf mother's cheeks flush, Ron immediately had a mischievous thought.

"No, no, my lord, I wasn't staring at you..."

She never imagined that such a thing would be brought up in public, especially in front of her daughter and Yalong.

However, she wasn't actually staring at it; it was just that her gaze happened to meet hers when she was distracted.

"If you weren't staring, why are you blushing?"

Young girls have their own playfulness and cuteness, while married women have their own unique charm; the two are not the same.

Ron wasn't into young women, but seeing such a shy and demure werewolf mother, he inexplicably became interested and couldn't help but make a few teasing remarks.

"I...."

Sher was speechless, choked by the man's words.

Her face turned even redder after being told that, and her grayish-white furry ears trembled slightly.

With her daughter watching nearby, Shemier felt even more ashamed and wanted to crawl into a hole.

"Disgusting humans, just as I said, they've already started coveting this Ice Wolf Clan mother."

Fiona and Lilith cannot understand the common language of demi-humans, but Filya can.

She immediately frowned and stared at the man in front of her with her red vertical pupils.

This shameless human really intended to harm the mother and daughter...

"Fria, I think your tail needs a rub again. If I catch it this time, begging for mercy won't help."

Ron felt that she was becoming more and more like his maid, always saying strange things and always finding excuses to tease him.

Therefore, Ron came to the conclusion that Phyllis needed to be disciplined!

Shermiel, relieved to be out of trouble, felt a sense of relief, but listening to their conversation, she sensed something was amiss.

She felt that this male human must have some kind of peculiar fetish for tails, otherwise he wouldn't keep bringing it up.

It also has a fluffy tail...

Thinking of this, her voluptuous body trembled slightly, as if she were worried that her tail would be wantonly played with by the other party in the future...

When Mses, the daughter, learns that her mother is being coveted, she doesn't know what to do.

For some inexplicable reason, I wondered if I should tell the lord not to do anything to my mother, or anything that might happen to me...

She felt that this was a responsibility a daughter should bear in order to protect her mother from harm.

Moreover, this human has shown immense kindness to me and my mother, and I must repay him properly...

Thinking of this, Mses couldn't help but swallow hard, feeling flustered and ashamed. She couldn't face this situation immediately; she needed to prepare herself mentally first...

"Before you touch my tail, I'll stomp you into the ground and rub you hard."

After these few exchanges, Fria became more and more confident that she could subdue the man in front of her.

As long as he's strong enough, he won't be treated haphazardly; the idea of ​​having his tail pinched only exists in his fantasies...

"Little Dragon, your time to be arrogant is running out."

The Ice Wolf illustration I just acquired only slightly increases agility; the boost isn't very noticeable in head-on battles.

However, as long as you distribute the potions for Mages, Swift Archers, and Shadow Assassins and obtain these illustrations, your strength will definitely increase significantly.

At that time, Fria's physical advantage will no longer exist, and I will turn the tide, making it a reality for her to pin me to the ground and rub my tail.

"boring."

Fria shrugged, showing a completely indifferent attitude. She felt that the other party could only be suppressed and beaten at the moment.

Once my depleted energy and blood have gradually recovered, the gap in strength will only widen, and then I can easily manipulate this shameless man.

But for some reason, seeing the other person's inexplicable confidence, I felt inexplicably worried that they might have some kind of conspiracy.

After all, humans are incredibly cunning, and the man in front of me was utterly shameless and had no bottom line...

If this guy dares to do anything reckless, he's dead...

Fria believed that strength was the only true measure of power, and that any schemes or tricks would be shattered.

"Shemier, I have something to ask you."

After eating and drinking his fill, Ron wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and looked at the ice wolf mother in front of him.

Unlike his previous flippant manner, his expression was now somewhat serious.

Because this is the time to talk about serious matters, we can deal with those unserious things later.

“My lord, please tell me, and I will tell you everything I know.”

Shermi was initially worried that he might ask some strange questions, but seeing the man's serious expression, she felt relieved.

"How is your husband?"

Ron felt it was necessary to inquire about his subordinates' family situations before discussing serious matters.

"He... he was killed by orcs while hunting six months ago."

When she talked about this, a hint of sadness appeared in Shemel's eyes.

In the Ice Wolf tribe, females hold a high status, while males are merely tools; they only come together when it comes to reproduction.

Male ice wolves usually hunt outdoors.

He's my husband, but we don't really have any feelings for each other; we've spent very little time together over the years.

When this topic came up, Mses stopped what he was doing and his eyes became resolute.

"I will definitely kill all those orcs and drive them all out of the forest!"

Shemel's use of her husband as a tool is influenced by the structure of a female-dominated society. Muses, on the other hand, sees her father as hardworking and a good wolf.

He treated her very well, and every time he returned from a hunt, the first thing he would do was visit her. He would bring her the fattest meat, tell her about his hunting experiences, and teach her how to hunt and how to fight.

Of course, these are things that male ice wolves should do; almost all ice wolves do this.

Hatred transformed Muses into a wolf, completely devoid of cowardice and timidity.

“Mses..…”

In fact, Sheryl really wanted to tell her daughter that she could find her another father next spring.

However, he swallowed those words, because he was now living under someone else's roof, and it would probably be difficult to find someone else.

If Ron knew her thoughts, he would surely grant this mother's wish.

"That's such a pity, Shemiel, but don't worry, I will treat you and your daughter the way your husband treated you."

As a competent lord, it is essential to soothe the emotions of one's subordinates.

Ron clearly knows how to appease people.