The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

I should have known better than to be so curious.

"Spying is not a good habit."

Ron licked his lips and looked over with a wicked grin, his expression like that of a wolf eyeing its delicious prey.

Of course, his expression wasn't entirely an act.

Moreover, the little mare in front of him gave him a refreshing feeling.

I'd only ever seen centaur girls in anime before, so seeing one in person is quite interesting.

Its lower body is similar to that of a horse, but with stronger muscles and more graceful lines.

Perhaps because she was a subhuman, she wore a brown skirt over her back to prevent her body from being completely exposed.

However, this little mare's rump is quite plump; even though it's covered up, you can still tell that it's round and perky.

Everything was covered up, otherwise Ron would have liked to see if the body was completely structured like a horse's.

To be honest, Ron would find it a bit difficult to handle if it were the same.

After all, what's the difference between this and a horse?

Apart from having a pair of cute ears, its upper body is basically no different from that of a human.

"Yes, that's true. I... I apologize for this. I won't be curious anymore."

The mare was quite shocked to see that humans could speak the common language of the subhuman race.

She never imagined that humans would communicate in a demi-human language.

I had previously heard people speaking in a demi-human language and thought it was some kind of demi-human being speaking.

Now I realize that it was this male human who was speaking in a demi-human language.

This is so strange.

I really want to know why!

The little mare's curiosity reached its peak, but she dared not ask.

Because she was afraid that if she asked, she would really be eaten.

"Haha, don't be afraid, I didn't mean any harm."

Ron's expression immediately relaxed, and he looked at the centaur girl in front of him with a smile.

There was no malice involved, after all, the centaurs are a benevolent race.

Driving or killing them is far less rewarding than subduing them, because subduing not only grants combat power but also provides a Centaur encyclopedia entry—why not?

Although centaurs are herbivores, they are quite strong and capable of fighting enemies with weapons.

However, the centaurs do not craft weapons and can only carry sharp clubs.

The mare in front of him was empty-handed, which suggests that she was a very carefree horse.

"That's great! I thought I'd been discovered and was going to be eaten by you guys!"

Hearing this, the mare breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, saying:

"You guys are really amazing. You actually wiped out all the orcs who were entrenched here."

Her emotions came and went quickly.

I was terrified just now, but when I heard the man say he meant no harm, I immediately felt relieved.

"Yes, orcs are brutal, I will wipe them all out."

Ron nodded, not denying it, and then extended his hand, saying:

“My name is Leonard Ron, and I am a lord of the swamp.”

"Hello, my name is Lar."

The little mare named Ral excitedly reached out her hand and let the man hold it.

She didn't seem to be averse to this kind of thing; on the contrary, she liked it very much, and her gaze towards the man was filled with a bit of admiration.

This is normal, of course, since women admire strength, and mares are no exception.

This is due to their genetic predisposition, because herbivores are always prey and belong to the weaker class.

Seeing such powerful humans now, I still admire them greatly.

This male human is incredibly strong; he actually managed to wipe out such a powerful beastman.

"How did you end up here? Is your tribe nearby?"

Ron planned to extract some information through conversation, a necessary step in winning over the centaurs.

After all, this can greatly enhance one's strength, and if possible, one could even fight while riding the pony in front of them.

This can greatly increase combat effectiveness.

Because she can be equipped with a weapon, allowing her to fight alongside others.

Even without weapons, she is faster than an ordinary horse, and in addition, she can communicate and has an intelligence similar to that of a human.

It can be said to be the perfect mount.

Of course, the most perfect mount has to be the fully evolved Red Dragon Queen...

If I could conquer Philia in the future and make her my mount, the thought of that scene would be incredibly exciting.

Riding a giant dragon with a body a hundred meters long, leading thousands of troops to attack the enemy, any country would be shattered in an instant.

“Our people originally lived nearby, but as the orcs grew stronger, we were forced to move further south, to a mountain ridge 15 kilometers away.”

Ral's ears drooped;

"I still love the water plants and fruits here, and this is where I grew up, so I often come back to visit. But I rarely come back now that the orcs have grown stronger."

As she said this, she smiled and looked at the man in front of her;

"Yesterday, when I went out to forage, I heard a loud commotion coming from this area. It sounded terrifying, so I didn't dare to go any closer. I only came to check it out today after it quieted down, and I never imagined that you had killed all the orcs."

The centaur race was small in number and not particularly strong in combat, so they were no match for the orcs.

Lal never expected that such a powerful orc tribe could be so easily annihilated by the man in front of him and his men.

What struck her as odd was why this human could speak demi-human language and was accompanied by several demi-humans.

This human is so mysterious, I really want to know more about him...

"So that's it."

Ron nodded, then said with a smile:

"Now that the orcs have been wiped out, you centaurs can move back to your homeland."

The reason for having them move back is simple: it's easier to stay close by.

With enough exposure, you'll have no trouble winning them over.

Taming centaur girls can't be done in the same simple and crude way as with Fria and Shemir; it requires a gradual approach.

"Really, is it really okay?"

Upon hearing this, Lar excitedly raised his front leg and stomped on the ground, seemingly looking forward to it.

"It would be great if we could really move back."

There's not much difference between humans and animals; both have a special affection for the place where they grew up.

Few people would willingly leave their hometown unless forced to do so.

"Of course, I will explore this area during this time and drive away or kill any evil demi-humans."

Although the Misty Forest is dangerous, the outer area is not too dangerous. As long as the alien races are cleared out and driven away, this area will be basically safe.

Those alien races that survived all possessed considerable abilities, especially a strong sense of smell and danger.

Knowing that something unusual has happened in this area and that it has been occupied by a powerful human force, no one would be foolish enough to come here and risk their life.

Moreover, logging and hunting are carried out simultaneously, and with Shemir and Fria around, they can quickly sense any danger in the surroundings.

"However, I cannot make this decision myself; I need to ask my mother and the clan chief."

Ral was just a young mare and didn't have a high status in the herd, given her age.

The relocation of clan territory is a matter that definitely needs to be discussed and decided by the clan chief and some respected members of the clan.

“That’s true. How about this: you take me back to your tribe, and I’ll try to persuade them for you. That way, the success rate will be higher.”

Ron was playing favorites; he chose to let the naive little mare in front of him act as his guide because she seemed a bit dim-witted.

If she goes back alone, the relocation application might be rejected.

Because most subhumans don't easily trust humans, except for the little mare in front of them...

"This is really too much trouble. I would be very grateful if you could help me."

Lael looked at the man in front of her with excitement. She felt that this human was not only strong and capable, but also a very good person.

My mother often says that humans are very evil and cunning, but it seems she misunderstands; this male human in front of me is quite nice!

It's just that she's not very good-looking...