The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"I know, Mother, I will definitely not let you down."

Although it was his first time carrying out a mission alone, Muses gradually calmed down after hearing his mother's words, and his eyes became firm.

"Yes, I will follow your lead, Lord."

Shemir left those words behind and headed towards the caravan, preparing to go hunting.

"Mother, you must also be careful."

Watching his mother's departing figure, for some reason, Mses felt a little depressed.

I have a feeling that something will happen on this hunting trip.

"Mses, how does it feel to be away from your mother for the first time?"

Seeing the little wolf with a somewhat forlorn look in her eyes, Ron stepped forward and gently patted her head.

I have to say, the Ice Wolf Girl's fluffy fur feels quite comfortable to touch.

It would be very warm to hug when it's cold, like a plush toy.

"It's alright, but I'm a little worried about my mother's safety."

To be honest, Muses did feel uneasy and worried that something bad might happen.

"Don't worry, with Fria here, everything will be fine."

Although Philia is arrogant and has a bad temper, her other qualities are quite good.

If danger were to arise, she, being impulsive and hot-blooded by nature, would definitely be the one to stay behind and cover the rear.

However, given her near-death awakening bloodline, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing for her.

This way, you can continuously grow stronger through repeated setbacks.

"Ah."

Hearing this, Muses gradually felt relieved.

But the feeling of being touched on the head by a man was a little strange, making her inexplicably nervous and shy.

Do you know what the task is later?

Ron arrived at the stables and began to speak with a wicked grin.

No, I don't know~

Muses was indeed unaware, since no information had been revealed beforehand, so how could she know where the lord was taking her?

"Your task for later is to get close to me and hug me tightly."

Ron licked his lips, looking smugly at the little wolf in front of him.

"What, what are they trying to do?"

Despite having some suspicions, Muses couldn't believe it, and he couldn't face what was about to happen.

Hearing these ambiguous words, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her fluffy tail curled forward, the tip of which touched her lower abdomen.

My lord, you want to do those things with me, right?

So that's why he separated himself from his mother.

Although she was shy, the lord had saved her and her mother's lives, and she couldn't refuse him if he needed her.

That's how wolves are; if someone shows them kindness, they will give their all and spend their entire lives to repay it.

Even if it means becoming a toy, I'd be willing to accept it.

"Haha, judging from your expression, you must have thought of something strange."

Ron led out a black horse, leaped onto it, and stretched out a hand;

"Come on, sit in the back and hold me tight so you don't fall off."

The swamps near the south were undeveloped and impassable by horse-drawn carriages, so one could only travel there on horseback.

Okay, okay~

Upon hearing this, Mses suddenly realized that it wasn't about doing *that* kind of thing; he was simply riding a horse to complete a mission...

The lord must have said that on purpose, to make me think about those things~

But I'm so embarrassed. I've become so strange lately, always thinking about things I shouldn't be thinking about.

"How about it?"

After helping Muses onto the horse, Ron turned his head and asked with a smile:

"The feeling of sitting on horseback for the first time."

They used to sit in carriages and had never ridden a horse before.

"It felt quite exciting."

To be honest, although the ride on horseback was a bit bumpy, the view was much wider than in a carriage, and the sound of the wind was quite fun when the horses were running.

But for some reason, the hand holding the man in front of her trembled slightly.

Her fair cheeks flushed slightly, and she pursed her pink lips, lost in thought.

"Why are you trembling? Are you scared?"

Ron could clearly feel the wolf cub behind him trembling.

"No, no, it's probably because it was my first time riding a horse and I was very excited."

Muses's statement was half true and half false.

The truth is, she was indeed very excited about riding a horse for the first time, but what excited her even more was hugging the man in front of her.

She could clearly sense the vastness behind the other person.

This gave Muses a sense of security and stability, like that of a father.

If Ron knew she had this ulterior motive, he certainly wouldn't mind the little wolf calling him father.

And so, Ron, with five or six knights and Muses, set off towards the southern part of the swamp.

The swamp here is even more difficult to traverse.

If it were a horse-drawn carriage, it would probably have gotten stuck long ago.

Fortunately, we were riding horses, and since we had been here before, we had marked the route, which prevented us from wasting time on the road.

However, even on horseback, it took a full two hours to cover these fifty kilometers, with the sun almost reaching its highest point before we reached the southern edge of the swamp.

To the left is an endless swamp, to the right is a swamp stretching for tens of kilometers, and beyond that are continuous lakes and marshes. This is the confluence of the rivers of the North, where several rivers eventually flow into the sea.

Looking ahead, there was a vast ocean, but the horizon was obscured by a hazy fog.

The area ahead was deathly silent, a sight that instinctively made one uneasy, as if some great terror lurked within the unknown fog.

Only about 30 kilometers of coastline were not covered by fog.

This is also a route that humans can navigate. Once they stray into the fog, they will lose their way and be lost forever.

No one knows what lies within the mist, no one knows where the mist comes from; it seems as if it has always been there, existing long before the origin of humankind.

No one has ever come out of there, because those who mistakenly entered have never come out again.

"hu~hu~"

Seeing the thick, eerie mist that seemed impossible to disperse, Muses's breathing became rapid, as if he had encountered something extraordinary.

Its face and lips were slightly pale, its tail was lowered, and the whole wolf looked frightened.

"What, did you find something?"

Seeing that the little wolf beside him was not in a good state, Ron gently patted her head and asked with some concern.

He wasn't quite sure what was in the fog, because in the original story, the fog gameplay hadn't been updated yet; only a few conceptual assumptions had been proposed.

So even Ron is a little confused now, wondering what exactly is hidden inside.

But that's all in the future. What's hidden in the mist? When the undead invade the continent, Ron will be able to determine the specific situation in the mist by observing the state of the undead.

"No, no, it's just the smell in the fog that makes me feel uncomfortable."

This discomfort didn't come from the body, but from the soul; perhaps it was a sense of danger. Muses just wanted to get away from the mist and, ideally, never come to this place again.

"It's definitely unpleasant. You should rest for a while. If you smell anything amiss, report it to me immediately."

Although Ron knew that there was probably no danger here, after all, it's always better to be cautious than to be careless.

That's why we brought Muses over.

"Okay, okay."

After calming himself down, Muses began to carefully sniff the air, trying to detect any potential dangers in advance.

Ron arrived at the coast, where there was a stretch of beach that extended for dozens of kilometers. As he got closer, groups of crabs scurried across the sand, some burrowing into their holes and others running toward the crashing waves.

"My lord, there's so much seafood here!"

Upon seeing such abundant resources, the knights couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

After the waves washed over the beach, many shellfish appeared. Picking them up from this small area would be enough to eat for a while.