Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

The daughter reported to her mother, who was a hands-off manager, about her work in the morning and the fingerprint knowledge that Lind had talked about. Then, Elisa told her mother the story that Efit had told her.

Compared to Efit, Elisa's storytelling skills were obviously far inferior, but at least she told the story completely.

After telling the story of the first Supreme King and Moras, a follower of the evil god, Alyssa asked her mother, "Mom, is this story true?"

Alisa knew that, unlike herself, her mother, as a top magic student who had been to Atlantis for exchanges, was very familiar with the history of the elves.

"This..." After listening to the story, Ilufa replied meaningfully: "My dear daughter, you have to know that it is very common for playwrights and bards to process or even make up stories in order to attract attention. So you have to remember that stories are always stories and you should never take them seriously."

"Then, the two protagonists in the story, the first High King Alarion, and the prophetess Morathi, both really existed."

“So this story is true!?” Alisa’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Listen to me first." Irufa asked Alyssa to be patient and wait for her to finish. "As for Morath, she is indeed the second wife of the first High King, and she did give birth to a son for Alarion, but do you know what her son's name is?"

"what is it call?"

"Malakis."

"The Eternal Witch King of the Dark Elves!?" The unexpected answer made Elisa exclaim.

"Yes, it's the Eternal Witch King of the Dark Elves." Illufa nodded meaningfully. "Dark Elves, High Elves, and Nature Elves have a common ancestor, didn't you know that?"

"Let's not talk about the nature elves for now. The direct reason why the dark elves split from the high elves was Malakith." Seeing his daughter nod, Illufa continued. "The process in between is quite complicated. To put it simply, the first generation of the High King had three children. The eldest son and daughter were born to his first wife, and the second son was Malakith, the son of Morath."

"After the death of the first High King, the High Elves supported his eldest son as the new High King. Then Morath was dissatisfied with his son not inheriting the throne and launched a rebellion. The detailed process is omitted here. In the end, the defeated Morath fled to the New World with his son and the remaining soldiers who supported him, and developed into the current Dark Elves."

Ilufa told Elisa the sequel of Efit's story, which turned the originally romantic story into a tragedy of fratricide.

Elisa's young mind was greatly shocked, so much so that she couldn't even have a good rest during her lunch break.

"That bard's knowledge is quite profound." Illufa sighed slightly after finishing the memory. "He actually knows unpopular stories."

The love story of the first High King is a very sensitive piece of history as it involves the civil war among the elves and the birth of the dark elves. Therefore, not only outsiders but even the high elves themselves are very secretive about it. The reason why Ilfa knew about it was due to the overlap of several accidental factors.

After fiddling with the puppet in front of him for a while, Ilufa still couldn't find a safe way to open it. Ilufa had no choice but to give up for the time being.

"Let's go see what the three of them are doing, and see if there's anything I can do to help." Since the puppet couldn't be opened, Ilfa planned to go see what his daughters were doing.

Shortly after Ilfa went out, the puppet that had been quietly standing still suddenly started moving.

Chapter 292 New Power Source

As the wife of the lord and the former saint of the god of magic, Ilfa is actually not very good at governing the territory, and she even knows nothing about some aspects. Instead of meddling in things and making a mess, it is better to let go and leave things to those who are really good at it.

The most important thing for a manager is not to know how to do things, but to know how to use people. After all, human energy is limited, and it is impossible for someone to know everything. The same is true for Lind. For areas that he is not good at, he humbly asks for advice and leaves it to others. For example, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces not long ago was handed over to Winter.

But Ilufa was the lord here after all, and he felt a little embarrassed to leave all the work to the children, so Ilufa took the initiative to find Linde and Elisa.

Although she didn't understand the governance of the territory, she was after all a former magic saint and a five-star magician proficient in four types of magic. There was definitely a way she could help her handsome son-in-law.

After opening the curtain of the main tent, Ilfa saw a group of people standing in his workshop.

In the initial camp planning, the residential area of ​​the camp was roughly divided into two parts. The side close to the sea was the residential area for nobles, and the side farther away was the residential area for civilians. Between the two residential areas were various facilities such as blacksmith shops, carpentry workshops, taverns, etc. Ilfa's own workshop was also here.

As a solitary magician, it was normal for him to have his own workshop. Not long ago, Ilufa built a simple workshop in the open space next to the blacksmith shop in order to study cement. At this moment, in the workshop, Ilufa saw his daughter, son-in-law (predetermined), son-in-law's female secretary, and several blacksmiths standing together.

What are they doing? Ilufa wondered curiously.

Ilufa walked over, and the first person to react was Efit. This capable barmaid heard Efit's light footsteps at the first time, and politely saluted Ilufa, and then quietly pushed Linde's waist with her hand to remind Linde that someone was coming.

Ilufa saw all of Efit's actions. The young mother sighed inwardly, if her daughter was as sensible as Efit, would she have to teach her daughter the precautions of bed life by now?

For a noble, especially a female noble, giving birth to legitimate offspring for the husband is very important, even the most important thing. Therefore, social skills in bed are an important part of the education of female nobles.

Some of them are taught by special tutors, but because some tutors will teach in bed, Ilufa did not take this approach. Some of them are taught by family members themselves, such as aunts, uncles, or mothers.

Obviously, under the current circumstances and conditions, the only one who can teach Elisa is Ilfa himself.

But Illufa herself was also... inexperienced. She could count the number of times she had been with her husband on one hand, she had forgotten his appearance, and the channels of communication were becoming cobwebs.

I am almost thirty, and my youth is about to pass away...

Feeling Efit's small movements at his waist, Lind thought that Efit was doing the same small movement of clasping his palms as last night, so he simply ignored it and continued to communicate animatedly with the blacksmith in front of him.

Seeing that his master didn't respond, Efit could only smile helplessly at Ilfa, indicating that it had nothing to do with him.

Ilufa didn't say anything, just made a "never mind" gesture to Efit, and then quietly approached. In order to control the sound of his footsteps, Ilufa even used a little magic.

Mature women can be naughty sometimes too.

With a wicked smile, Ilfa moved closer. She wanted to hear what her capable son-in-law was doing.

Then she heard Lind's excited voice.

"This is called a steam engine. It's a power device I came up with. The general principle is to use the power of steam to do work."

"What is work? Well, simply put, it means something that requires the consumption of strength, such as mining, forging metals, pulling a cart, etc."

"In short, it's an engine that converts the power of boiling water into steam and then uses it to do other things. I have a rough design here. Can you take a look at it? Can it be done?"

In the workshop, Linde was holding a piece of paper and talking to two blacksmiths. Linde's expression was excited and his tone was passionate, which reminded Ilufa of those alchemists who boasted about their inventions in school when he was a student.

In the end, it would be a miracle if one out of ten of the alchemists' works was usable. Is Lind doing something similar?

The two blacksmiths had different expressions. Stanley, who had invented the new type of furnace, had a weird expression of "What the hell is this?", while the other blacksmith looked thoughtful.

In order to prevent Linde from seeing him, Ilufa deliberately stood behind Linde, in a blind spot. From this angle, everyone saw Ilufa with wind all over his body, including the two blacksmiths, but Linde could not see him. Seeing this, others wanted to remind him, but Ilufa stopped them with gestures.

Elisa stared at her suddenly naughty mother with dead eyes, and prayed in her heart that Linde would not say anything rude.

"Sir." After listening to Lind's story, the two blacksmiths had different reactions. Stanley had an expression of "I don't understand, but I'm shocked", while the other's reaction was better. "Excuse me, can you explain the thing called steam engine on this drawing from the beginning and each component?"

"Of course." Linde agreed immediately, pointing to the blueprint and explaining it bit by bit. "This is the boiler, where water is placed. Coal or something else is used to boil water, and then the steam will enter the cylinder through the pipe. There is a piston in the cylinder, which is connected to the crankshaft through a connecting rod, converting the linear reciprocating motion and the rotational motion of the wheel into each other..."

Unlike the somewhat incoherent explanation at the beginning, this time the explanation was very organized. Through Linde's explanation, everyone had some understanding of what the parts on the design drawings were used for.

And Ilufa, who was also a listener, became more and more excited as he listened, and unconsciously moved closer.

Coming from behind, Ilufa was right beside Linde's head. Compared to Linde, who was now 1.6 meters tall, Ilufa's height advantage was only a little bit. Looking at the pattern drawn on the parchment in front of him, Ilufa seemed to be thinking about something.

Although I didn't participate in their discussion from the beginning, but judging from the few words just now and this diagram, this seems to be a source of power.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Linde finally sensed something slowly.

Turning his head, Linde looked to the side, and then met Ilfa who was just about to speak.

Chapter 293 Boiling Water

Silence, complete silence. Everyone present fell silent in an instant. The reason was simple: the lord of the camp, Lady Ilufa, had arrived.

It was like when the head teacher suddenly came to the classroom. The class was originally talking and laughing, but the moment the head teacher stuck his head in from the window, everyone fell silent. But the situation was still the same. The situation in front of everyone was like the head teacher who popped his head in from the window and the top student sitting next to the window had a fight.

That picture is so beautiful!

The moment the four lips touched, everyone was silent, so silent that even the sound of breathing was suppressed.

Ilfa's mind went blank, his eyes widened, staring at the clear eyes so close to him.

Lind was also confused, but compared to Ilufa, Lind's brain was still functioning.

After parting their lips and being stunned for a short while, Lind was the first to speak, in a relaxed tone as if nothing had happened: "Good afternoon, ma'am, have you eaten?"

"Ah?" Illufa's mind went blank, and he answered subconsciously. "I've eaten."

"I have eaten." Linde smiled and nodded. "What can I do for you, ma'am?"

"Ah, ah." After a few words, Illufa's confused mind gradually regained its composure, and the shock of the accident just now also subsided a lot. "I have nothing to do for the time being. I saw you all gathered here, so I was curious and came over to take a look."

"Yes, ma'am, please come and take a look. Maybe you can have some professional insights." Linde hurriedly made way.

The accident just happened was just covered up, and both parties tacitly agreed not to mention the collision and pretended nothing happened.

They are both adults, one is a physical adult, the other is a spiritual adult. You should be more mature in doing things, and don't be so desperate when there are some bumps and bruises.

Linde quickly got over it. What happened just now was completely an accident, and he forgot about it immediately. Ilufa should have done the same, but...

Unlike the calm appearance, Ilfa's heart was as turbulent as the sea.

Relax, it's just an accident. The other person is much younger than you, and he is your designated son-in-law. It's normal for the mother-in-law and son-in-law to have a good relationship, don't think too much.

In a short period of time, Illufa even used the mental suggestion for magicians to train their mental strength, before he calmed down his inner turmoil and concentrated on looking at the diagram on Lind's parchment.

The others didn't say anything, or they didn't dare to say anything. Are you kidding? One of them is the boss's mature woman, and the other is the boss's most trusted handsome boy. Do you want to die or not live if you dare to gossip about them? Even if they are both easy to talk to, talking nonsense will still kill people.

Elisa stared with dead fish eyes, looked at her mother with some jealousy, and then looked at Lind's parchment together.

"I've just heard a little bit of what you said." Illufa pointed to the parchment on the table. "Let's start from the beginning. What is this?"

"Ma'am, this is a steam engine, a machine that generates tremendous power by boiling water," Lind replied.

"boil water?"

"Yes." Linde repeated excitedly. "Boil water."

Before crossing over, Linde had heard a saying that the essence of human technology is boiling water and throwing stones. Although it is a joke, it is very accurate. Human technology, especially the technological progress after entering the industrial revolution, is just boiling water and throwing stones.

Boiling water is about obtaining energy, and throwing rocks is about using energy. Even a nuclear power plant is still about boiling water, and a rocket that flies out of the earth and lands on the moon is still about throwing rocks.

The source of boiling water is the steam engine.

Lind still clearly remembers how factories in his original world destroyed all inefficient manual workshops with overwhelming force, how machines used such a powerful force to push mankind into the atomic energy age, how massive amounts of raw materials were collected by machines and transported to factories, and then the machines vomited out tons of products like diarrhea.

Linde is well aware that if he wants to advance in technology, especially advance rapidly, industrialization is a necessary step.

Even if this is a magical world, it is the same. Industrialization is not just a technological advancement, but also a production method and a concept. These concepts do not conflict with magic. The successfully manufactured magic rune furnace is the best evidence.

When it comes to industrialization, Linde naturally thinks of the steam engine.

"Ma'am, you know about steam, right?" Lind continued to explain excitedly. "Boil water and turn it into steam, which will lead to a huge expansion in volume. In this process, it will generate huge power. The principle of my tool is to convert the energy of the expansion of steam into other power tools."

"For example, water wheels, mills, blacksmiths' hammers, and vehicles for transporting ore can all be powered by it."

In response to Lind's words, the people present had three kinds of reactions: thinking, confusion, and even more confusion.

Among the people present, no one could follow Lind's thinking, and no one could realize the great effect of this thing.

This is not surprising. After all, except for Linde, no one had ever seen the power of the steam engine and the industrialization it opened up, so it was normal for them not to understand. To be honest, if someone reacted immediately, Linde would have doubted whether the other person was his fellow villager.

Among the people present, there were two people who looked like they were thinking. Ilufa looked at the schematic diagram of the steam engine, thinking deeply. Unlike the others, Ilufa had come into contact with magic machines. Magicians and alchemists would make various magic machines to achieve certain goals, and puppets were one of them.

However, Ilfa was keenly aware that this thing was fundamentally different from all other magic machines.

First of all, unlike magic machines that are powered by magic, this one is powered by water vapor or the combustion of fuel. Secondly, it has a simple structure and clear function. It can be seen at a glance that it is a simple reciprocating structure with a simple purpose, which is to provide power.

Unlike other magic machines that perform specific tasks, this thing is a power source that provides power. It has a wide range of uses, and Lind just gave a few examples, such as pulling water wheels, pulling mills, forging metals, and driving.

This thing definitely has more uses than just these, Ilfa is sure.

Universality. Ilfa remembered a concept that Lind repeatedly mentioned when he was studying charging runes.

"Sir Linde." Illufa had some clues. "Excuse me, what do you want to do by making this thing?"

"Of course it's for black silk!"

Chapter 294: The Blacksmith in Trouble

Black stockings!? Linde's answer left Ilufa confused. What are black stockings?

"No! For construction!" Lind realized that he had said something wrong and quickly corrected himself. "I want to make this thing! For construction!"

Why did Linde develop the steam engine? To promote the Industrial Revolution? For the development of civilization? For the future of the world? All of these reasons, but one thing that cannot be denied is that the Industrial Revolution was also for Linde himself.

This world is so backward. Although there is such a powerful force as magic, the locals have never used magic to develop productivity. They use it almost entirely as a powerful weapon. So much so that when I proposed to split and use low-level runes not long ago, I was questioned by two magicians for a long time.

Maybe I can be the chosen one in this world, the king of beasts, and if I'm bolder, I can burn Neos on the golden throne and sit on it to become the second emperor of the empire. But so what, I still live in a world with a civilization level equivalent to the late Middle Ages to the Renaissance.

Maybe I can eat delicacies from land and sea, but I can never eat vanilla ice cream. Maybe I can drink fine wine, but I can never drink carbonated fat-house happy water. Maybe I can have a big harem, but it is absolutely impossible for me to let a plump big sister in flesh-binding black stockings ride on me.

I can tolerate darkness, provided that I have never seen light. The same can be said of Lind. I can tolerate a different world without black silk stockings, provided that I have never seen black silk stockings.

Even if it was just to make himself live a more comfortable life, Linde wanted to bring about an industrial revolution!

As for how to make black silk, to be honest, Linde is not quite sure. He only knows that it is related to petroleum and organic polymer materials. But as long as the industrial revolution starts and technology explodes, similar things will appear sooner or later.

Linde's slip of the tongue about black silk did not attract the attention of others, except for Efit. Now black silk has become a hot keyword in the Chaos Demon Realm. Many cultists are looking for the treasure called black silk because of the orders of the evil god.

What exactly is black silk that can make the person whom the gods love so obsessed with it? Taking advantage of the opportunity just mentioned, Efit plans to use this as an excuse to test it out later.