The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Subduing the Ice Wolf Clan is almost a certainty, so the potion that will revert the Ice Wolf bloodline to its ancestral form needs to be made as soon as possible.

This will greatly enhance the combat power of the Ice Wolf Clan.

With the Ice Wolf Clan joining, the Centaur Clan will likely be easily subdued as well.

Therefore, it is also very necessary to create a potion that awakens and evolves the centaur bloodline.

There are currently no gold coins available, making it difficult to purchase materials for the time being.

However, there's always a way out. If all else fails, we can make a batch of inferior potions to sell, or sell minerals.

"Whoo~"

Thinking of this, Ron stretched comfortably, then opened the door and walked towards Shemel's room.

dong dong dong-

He arrived at the door and gently knocked.

Shemier wanted to ask who it was, but remembering what the man had said during the day, she knew it was him.

Moreover, she could smell who the man outside the door was.

Call ~

For some reason, Xue Mier suddenly felt nervous, and her breathing became more and more rapid as she got closer to the door.

pat-

As the door opened, the man she had been longing for appeared.

"My lord, please come in."

Perhaps afraid of being seen, Shemier quickly let the other person in.

Muses seemed to know what was going to happen today, and wisely didn't go back to his room. After eating and drinking his fill, he went to play with Lucia.

"Have you decided what reward you'd like later?"

Ron plopped down on the sofa, looking smugly at the little ice wolf with rosy cheeks in front of him.

I have to say, Sheryl looks pretty good like this.

"Not yet~"

Shermiel really wanted to say that she had thought it through and figured out what she needed.

But when the words were on the tip of my tongue, I didn't know why, but I felt like I couldn't say them.

What's wrong with me? I've been through this before, so why am I so nervous?

More tense than anything else, it feels so intense...

At this moment, Xue Mier's delicate body trembled slightly, her breathing became rapid, and the whole wolf seemed a little strange, with its head down, not daring to look into the eyes of the man beside it.

He seemed worried that something might happen.

"If not, let me give you a massage first."

Ron was naturally very good to his subordinates. Knowing that she had worked hard all day and was exhausted, he helped her massage her tail to relieve her fatigue.

"Hmm~"

Shemel did not refuse, because she really wanted to do it.

I want to experience what it feels like to have my tail massaged.

"Humph~"

"what happened?"

Just by grabbing her tail, Shemel's delicate body trembled violently. Ron's lips curled up wildly, but he still pretended not to know and asked a question.

This is the first time I've seen Shemier like this; I never expected wolves to be so sensitive.

But being sensitive is good, Ron likes sensitive people...

"No, it's nothing~"

Shemier opened her pink lips and responded softly. At this moment, she felt intense sensations surging through her body, her mind went blank, and she could hardly think.

Just because the tail was held down, it's like this?

Will the lord feel utterly useless?

What to do~~~

"It's good that you're alright. Let me give you a good massage to relieve your fatigue from the day."

Ron's skills have improved ever since he started massaging the dragon girls' tails.

Now, his skills have reached a level of perfection.

The tail of the dragon girl is different from that of the ice wolf. The scales of the dragon girl's tail will gradually soften when rubbed.

The ice wolf's fluffy tail will remain fluffy, only it will become like a puppy's, with its tail held forward...

With its tail sticking forward, Ron's hand had no choice but to follow...

"Hmm~ My Lord~~"

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Inside the room, on the sofa, O'Ville had changed into a nightgown, her beautiful eyes gazing at the door, seemingly anticipating the man's arrival.

But it's already quite late, and Ron still hasn't arrived.

This made O'Ville feel a little down and uncomfortable.

Lord, you probably won't be coming today, it's already so late.

He must have gone to do something else.

O'Ville thought a lot about it. Could it be that she was with Fiona? After all, they were both human, so it was normal for them to have a good relationship.

I even wondered if she was sparring with Philia, or if she was with Shemir...

If the lord isn't around, I'm very tired, so I'll just have to massage my tail myself...

"Whoo~"

Thinking of this, O'Ville grabbed her thick tail and gently massaged it...

Then close your eyes and imagine the entire human body.

My Lord~

My Lord~

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The night was deeper.

Inside the castle, in the room, on the sofa, Shemel's delicate body trembled slightly, her pink lips tightly pressed together, her face flushed with a faint blush.

Her beautiful eyes held a hint of water, as if they were about to drip.

"My lord, my lord~"

She let out a long sigh and gripped the man's arm tightly beside her.

Lord's arms are so strong, so muscular, and so powerful....

"How about it, have you thought about it?"

Ron massaged her tail while looking at her with a smug expression.

This was the first time he had ever seen the Ice Wolf Girl with such an expression; she was charming, beautiful, and quite lovely.

"I've thought it through!"

Shemier bit her pink lips tightly, moved closer to the man, her expression shy, as if some uncontrollable emotion was surging within her.

How could I not have thought it through?

I've thought it through a long time ago.

"Alright, I just made some late-night snacks. You probably didn't eat much tonight, so eat something first, and we'll start later."

After finishing his dinner and resting in his room for a while, Ron personally cooked a late-night snack and brought it over.

There was no other way; after all, Shemir was a great contributor, greatly helping with the hunting and clearing of the Misty Forest, and even finding a lot of materials worth a fortune.

It's understandable to cook dinner for her.

"Thank you, Lord. Shemir is indeed a little hungry."

Upon hearing this, Shermie couldn't help but swallow, seemingly looking forward to the late-night snack.

I wonder how good your cooking is, Lord; this huge portion of meat for dinner doesn't look very appetizing.

But it probably won't taste bad...

Without any hesitation, she picked up her plate, grabbed a handful of food, and started eating.