The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Damn it, what's wrong with this rope...?

Fria was getting anxious; she hadn't expected the rope to be tied so strangely...

That shameless human seems quite pleased to see himself like this...

Seeing the look in the man's eyes, Fria was so angry she wanted to bite him.

I have this inexplicable urge to bite the other person.

"Young Master Ron, all the reindeer have been loaded onto the carriage."

Upon arriving at the place where the reindeer had been captured, Yarman spoke respectfully.

"Alright, let's go back to our territory."

Ron boarded the carriage and waved his hand, signaling the caravan to head towards the territory.

"Yes!"

The knights mounted their horses and followed behind the procession.

"The one who tied the rope must untie it; I'll do it."

Seeing that Fria had almost tied herself up like a pretzel, Ron chivalrously offered his help.

"You tied the rope so strangely on purpose, didn't you!"

Fria frowned, looking at the man in front of her with a hint of anger.

"You have such a great figure, and you even have a tail. I can't resist the urge to show off."

Ron never bothered to lie about such things; he said what he truly thought.

Should I praise you for being honest?

Filya was somewhat helpless. This man was simply shameless, like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water. How could he say such shameless things?

I knew it would turn out like this...

"Hmm~"

The intense pulling on the rope caused Fria to let out a soft moan.

This made her cheeks burn instantly, and she felt unbearably ashamed.

That disappointing tail...

"You made a sound just now, didn't you?"

Ron looked smugly at the shy little dragon beside him.

No, you must have misheard.

Fria turned her face away, as if that would save her from the man's questioning.

"That means I was wrong."

Ron swears that this is the first time he has seen such a cute side of Phyllis. Actually, this evil dragon is quite cute when she's not fierce.

"Untie the rope faster..."

Fria could clearly feel that the scales on her body were gradually softening.

Chapter 104 The maid agrees to help tonight! The hunting team begins to be assembled!

The Kechis Mountains are not far from the swamp.

The convoy arrived at the logging site in just a short time.

The two knights who were standing guard quickly came forward and spoke respectfully;

"My lord, the logging operation has not encountered any danger for the time being, and the wagons carrying the second batch of timber have already returned to the territory."

Sixty people can cut down trees quite quickly; thirty carts can be filled up in no time.

The first trip sends them back to the territory, and the second trip brings them back so they can be loaded onto trucks.

"Alright, fill up the third trip, and you can take the lumberjacks back to the territory."

It's already afternoon, and four trips are clearly not enough time, but three trips should be enough to burn for a whole day tomorrow, and there might even be some wood left over.

During this period, we'll just come to cut down trees every day.

Once they become more skilled, they can set off early in the morning and make four round trips of timber every day without any problems.

"Yes, Lord Lord."

The knight nodded respectfully, watched the convoy leave, and then continued patrolling near the logging site.

The hunting caravan returned to its territory at dusk.

It will be dark in about two hours.

"Master, are you okay?"

As soon as she stepped off the carriage, Fiona walked over with a worried expression.

"My lips are injured, please give me a lip treatment."

To ease the tension, Ron made a wicked joke.

I have to say, it's quite nice to have someone care about you every time you go out.

It's like when I come home from work, my wife, who has prepared a hot meal, always asks me sweetly whether I want to eat first or dinner first.

Just great.

"You bastard master, you start flirting with the maid as soon as you get home!"

Seeing that the man was alright, Fiona felt relieved. She rolled her eyes at him disdainfully, walked to one of the returning carriages, and peeked out from behind the curtain.

Seeing the three carts full of reindeer, she spoke with great excitement;

"I thought the master would return empty-handed, but I didn't expect him to hunt so many prey on this trip."

With this venison, plus the fish caught in the last two days, we can sustain the meat consumption in our territory for about a week.

That jerk of an owner, sometimes he's actually quite useful, isn't he?

Seeing that so many reindeer had been hunted, the maid's gaze towards her master softened considerably.

That's how women are; they're naturally drawn to strength. Seeing Ron perform so well, it's hard not to feel some admiration.

"It's all thanks to Shemir; her nose did a great job locating the deer herd. Of course, Phyllis was also useful."

Ron never takes credit for his subordinates' work, and today, Shemel truly deserves the most credit.

Of course, I already praised her well when I was pulling the rope.

I'll think of a reward for her tonight.

If subordinates perform meritorious service and are not rewarded in any way, it might discourage even the most ruthless individuals.

So Ron decided to warm Shemel's heart and not let her feel cold.

"They are so amazing and cute. Master, please don't always have any ulterior motives towards them."

Fiona felt that taking in these demi-human girls was the best decision Ron had ever made.

They are quite cute, and each of them has a unique skill.

But that bastard owner can't lay a hand on them!

"Remember to come to the room tonight and help out properly, then I won't have any time to look for them."

A person's energy is limited in a day. Once it's used up, it means there won't be any wild thoughts.

"I won't satisfy my master's strange fetishes. At most, I'll just give my feet to my master~~"

Philia pouted, looking at the man in front of her with a face full of disgust;

"Of course, the maid is extremely unwilling to do this, but she has no choice. In order to protect the demi-human girls from the master's persecution, the maid has to do it~"

Damn owner, if you dare to push your luck, you're dead.

"It's settled then. I'll just have to wash my feet before I come."

Ron wasn't particularly interested in his maid's feet before.

But Fiona kept bringing it up and always said strange things, which gradually made him interested in feet.

Of course, it wasn't to the point of obsession.

"You bastard owner, you must have wanted to talk to your feet for a long time~"

Fiona gave the man in front of her a knowing look and looked at him with disdain.

Although she outwardly showed disdain, her delicate pink toes, tightly encased in black pantyhose, were fidgeting restlessly.

It seems they're worried about being led astray and devoured alive...

“Alright, Fiona, tell the farmers to stop for a moment and pick out the people who have been hunting.”

Ron didn't want to dwell on the food, since he could enjoy it that evening; he wanted to get down to business first.

Twenty experienced hunters were selected, taught to ride horses, and a hunting team was formed.