The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

After the lumberjacks stayed behind, the convoy continued towards the Misty Forest; however, the road ahead was not so easy.

The carriage became slow and bumpy, and sometimes even the holy knight in front had to clear the way to clear some of the fallen wood.

Ron didn't mind the bumpy ride; on the contrary, he found it quite comfortable.

After all, the bumpy ride was quite pleasant...

About an hour later, the convoy finally arrived at the entrance of the Ice Wolf Clan's territory.

Today was no different from any other day. There were no obstacles or dangers on the road. Although Shemier swung her fair little feet and sniffed everything around her, she did not find any suspicious smells.

But this is normal.

After all, the surviving alien races are all very intelligent. They would never challenge a strong person without absolute benefits or advantages.

They would never dance on the edge of a knife; they would only target enemies they could absolutely defeat and would only bully the weak.

Unless they had no other choice, they would not choose to attack Ron's group if there were any other way.

"Mr. Ron, welcome."

At the entrance to the clan's territory, Shyvana, who had sensed the man's arrival early, stood with all her ice wolves.

From those in their forties, fifties, and sixties to those being held in arms, everyone came out to greet them.

The few remaining male ice wolves were also excitedly welcoming the procession from the back of the column.

There was nothing they could do; they were the type to fawn over their partners. Although the man's arrival changed many things and took away the reproductive resources that should have been theirs, they were inexplicably excited when they saw the females of higher status in the tribe happy and showing excited smiles.

The ice wolf women were even more excited, dancing and waving their arms. Some of the bolder female wolves even pounced on the men to express their affection.

Their cheeks were flushed, and they lowered their heads shyly after meeting the man's gaze.

However, a few of the bolder ones, despite feeling incredibly shy, still couldn't look away...

Every little wolf felt that the human in front of them, the man in front of them, seemed to be getting more and more handsome.

His face seemed to possess a certain magic, making everyone want to look at it a few more times...

"Haha, everyone looks so energetic and happy today."

Seeing those youthful, delicate faces, Ron couldn't help but smile.

These little ice wolf girls are truly wonderful.

At first glance, their furry ears and tails, their fair and delicate faces, and their good figures and appearances make them the epitome of excellence from a human perspective.

After all, who could resist a little ice wolf with fluffy ears and a tail?

However, the most beautiful, eye-catching, moving, and best-figured among them was Shivana, who stood at the very front, dressed entirely in snow-white.

Other ice wolves are grayish-white or bluish-gray fur, but Shyvana is pure white, with fur whiter than snow.

Her skin was even whiter than snow, delicate and fair, captivating anyone who looked at it.

With its cute, fluffy ears and thick, fluffy tail, it makes you want to tug at it and play with it.

Moreover, Shyvana has a great figure, with long, slender, and graceful white legs. The downy hair on her calves is as cute as if she's wearing a pair of snow-white socks, making her look playful and adorable.

Especially those pink toes hidden in their shoes and socks, they're just incredibly cute...

"Mr. Ron, please rest for a while and have lunch before you leave."

Sivana felt that it was already close to noon, so she might as well have lunch before leaving.

We decided to hold a small banquet at the clan's ancestral home as a final farewell.

Mr. Ron's gaze remained unabashedly fixed on him, looking him up and down.

I looked at my own feet, especially for a long time...

As expected, Mr. Ron has a peculiar taste; he seems to really like his feet...

Thinking about this, Shyvana's pink toes, hidden in her shoes and socks, fidgeted restlessly, as if worried about what might happen next.

She seemed worried that the man in front of her might do something strange to her...

"No problem. I'm hungry too. I'll rest for a while, have lunch, and then go back to the territory."

Ron did not refuse Shyvana's suggestion, because there was nothing special happening today, and if he left now, he would have nowhere to eat lunch.

Let's eat here before we leave. An afternoon is enough time to get back to the Swamp Territory.

And so, led by the ice wolves, Ron and the members of the Holy Knights entered the ice wolf tribe's territory.

The ice wolves began preparing lunch in the front yard, while the knights, seeing that there was nothing else to do, went outside the clan's territory and began some training.

Philia didn't like crowds, so she went to a corner of the courtyard and began to cultivate alone.

Shemir and Muses had already become friends with their tribesmen and were chatting happily.

The little ice wolf girls asked all sorts of questions about humans and men's territories, things that were all new and interesting to them.

Although we're moving there soon, I still want to know as soon as possible. I'm really looking forward to it and very excited.

Just hearing Shemir's description, many little wolves were already filled with longing.

I wish I could sprout wings and fly there, to get to my future territory as quickly as possible.

“Shivana, why don’t we talk in the backyard? I prefer a quieter atmosphere.”

Ron didn't actually like quiet; he clearly wanted to be alone with the little ice wolf in front of him and had a private chat with her before the luncheon.

"That's right, then come with me to the backyard."

Upon hearing the man's words, Shyvana's body trembled, but she maintained a calm demeanor, as if the two had no special relationship.

It was just a normal superior-subordinate relationship, completely innocent.

But at this moment, Shyvana's heart was in turmoil, and the whole wolf sensed that something was wrong.

Mr. Ron then said he was going to the backyard.

That look in his eyes must mean he was thinking about some strange things.

They definitely want to take the blame for what happened to Miss Long onto themselves...

Gumbling—

Thinking of this, Shyvana's delicate body trembled slightly, her fluffy tail swaying back and forth, as if she was worried about something happening, yet also somewhat expectant.

And so, Sivana walked ahead, leading the man toward the backyard.

She felt very nervous.

Even without turning around, one could almost imagine how intense the man's gaze was at that moment.

Mr. Ron must be staring at me without any restraint.

That must be it.

There are no other members of the tribe now.

He will definitely become bolder and more unscrupulous.

What to do~

She was just a weak little ice wolf, with no strength to resist at all.

We can only let him be...

Gumbling—

Thinking about this, Shyvana couldn't help but swallow, seemingly quite looking forward to it...

"Shyvana, why do I feel you shaking? Is something wrong?"

Seeing the little ice wolf trembling in front of him, Ron stepped forward with concern and asked what was wrong, just like an elegant gentleman caring about the girl's physical and mental health.

Of course, Ron was indeed such a gentleman.

Especially since the little ice wolf in front of him was his subordinate and was about to become a capable assistant under his command, he naturally needed to take care of it.

If she has any problems or issues, she must resolve them herself immediately.

This way, subordinates won't become disheartened, and their hearts will always remain warm...

"No, it's nothing, I just... I suddenly feel a little cold."

Hearing about the man's relationship, Shivana felt a warmth in her heart, but also felt unbearably ashamed, so she blushed and told a lie.

But this lie is too false, because the Ice Wolf Clan is naturally resistant to cold, and with their fur, they won't feel cold even in freezing weather, let alone this kind of weather, or even when winter is coming. Their bodies can still move freely.

What to do~~

What a shame!

My lie was too convincing.

Mr. Ron must be laughing at himself.

And since he knew all of this, he must know that I was very nervous.

This tension is because he...

"I see. So, as a proper gentleman, one should naturally do everything in one's power to help a lady when she says she's cold."

As he spoke, Ron took half a step forward and pulled the plump little ice wolf in front of him into his arms: