Seeing Herad staring at the scantily clad dryads, Alleria gave his thigh a vicious pinch.
The pain in his thigh, coupled with the subtle change in Alleria's expression, quickly made Herad grasp the deeper meaning behind it.
The dryads were indeed scantily clad.
Simple coverings woven from flowers and grass concealed the two rounded mounds on their chests.
The rest of their bodies were completely uncovered.
Their delicate faces and alluring, sexy upper bodies were quite a feast for the eyes.
But Herad truly had no dirty thoughts.
Couldn't she see that their lower bodies were those of deer?
Surely he couldn't follow the example of those European bastards and become a man who fucked horses, donkeys, and sheep?
Besides, Keepers of the Grove and dryads reproduced asexually.
They were the equivalent of more advanced Mushroom Men.
That was also why a Keeper of the Grove could produce Centaurs with an Earth Elemental princess.
They were bizarre products born from a miraculous fusion of nature and earth elemental power.
Could a normal creature of flesh and blood produce anything by fucking dirt?
Obviously not!
Herad was quite frustrated at suffering this undeserved punishment.
He held down Alleria's slender, fair hand as it inflicted violence, then leaned over and explained quietly.
"Come on, I just have something I want them to do. Go make friends with them and find out what they like."
Everyone present had exceptionally keen hearing.
But what was the point of learning the dryads' interests?
These creatures were bursting with energy every day and eternally happy, running around laughing and giggling. They were downright annoying!
Aside from being good at dispelling magic and having a knack for throwing javelins and using bows, there was nothing special about them.
Herad soon cleared up everyone's confusion.
"Have you ever