Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

With the intention of causing trouble, Lind shared his thoughts about God with Efit.

The people in this world have integrated their belief in God into every aspect of their lives, just as natural as eating and drinking, as if they cannot survive without believing in any God. According to Lind's observation, the relationship between God and believers is not one-sided, but two-way. The changes of the Mother Earth Goddess are an example.

The Mother Earth also said that the reason why she could reveal her physical form in front of her instead of the green light as before was because the number of believers around her had increased.

In order to stir up trouble, Lind and Efit discussed in detail some of their ideas about God, and the language used was somewhat intense, such as "Maybe we can dissect God and study him." Although it was a metaphor, such a disrespectful statement made Efit's mouth twitch.

Although it seemed as if a thousand chariots were running through his heart, Efit still maintained a sweet smile on his face. However, unlike the natural smile he had in the past, this smile now had a little more fakeness.

If he didn't have a mission to accomplish, and the identities of both parties were clear, and if Efit really had a good impression of Lind, if someone else said these things, Efit would have just gone up and killed him.

After almost an hour of anti-cult discussion, Efit's brain was already in a state of chaos, as if it had been shaken by the magic sound played by the evil god on the human harp. For the first time, Efit regretted that the evil god had given him a keen sense of hearing, so that even if he wanted to ignore Lind's words, it was an impossible task.

After listening to Efit's theories for almost an hour, which even the heretic felt was heretical, Lind left with a sense of unfulfilled desire. After Lind left, Efit actually felt a sense of relief.

"Lord of Pleasure..." After Lind left, Efit could no longer hold back and collapsed on the chair as if he had been ravaged. "This is... such a blasphemy..."

The reason why Lind left was that someone informed Lind that the reconnaissance team had been assembled and could set off at any time.

Since the enemy's situation was still unclear, Lind did not plan to send out a large force directly, but instead sent out a team to conduct reconnaissance. Since it was a reconnaissance, mobility was very important, at least to ensure that they could escape the pursuit of the cavalry of the Bartoran Knights.

After the request was issued, Lind asked his new beastmen to sign up actively. After all, there were so many new beastmen in the camp in a short period of time that Lind himself couldn't figure out who was good at what.

then……

"This is the scout you chose!?"

"That's right! Your Highness the Son of God!" A group of new beastmen with strange styles gathered in front of Lind.

The most suitable troops for reconnaissance were undoubtedly light cavalry, but there were no domesticated horses in the camp. Even if there were successfully domesticated wild horses, it would be sheer wishful thinking to compare their endurance with the war horses that the Batoran knights had selected from the best over hundreds of years.

Since there are no horses, the only option is the new beastmen with high mobility. Linde thought about horse girls... No, horse beastmen, there are indeed some in this camp. Before coming out, Linde thought he would see a group of horse beastmen, but it turned out to be a group of wolves carrying rabbits on their shoulders!

Standing in the front, the she-wolf Fenrir sat on the shoulders of the little rabbit Judy. Maybe it was the first time for Judy to ride a wolf, so she was very excited. Her eyes were red, her ears were erect, and she looked around excitedly.

Thirty wolf beastmen, with thirty rabbit beastmen riding on their shoulders, a total of thirty... um, rabbit cavalry? Wolf cavalry?

Wait, in addition to the rabbit, there is also a ferret. Lind noticed with his sharp eyes that on the shoulders of a wolf, the person riding was not a rabbit, but the ferret Schnee.

Looking at this unique cavalry unit, Lind looked expressionlessly at the only fox present.

"This is a team selected based on the enemy's situation." Fran puffed out her chest, and the clothes on her chest made a tearing sound. "The enemy is a powerful cavalry with fast speed, and there are vast plains around Velcro, so we also need to be mobile enough. The only ones here who can compete with horses in speed are wolf beastmen, but wolf beastmen alone may not be enough in combat power, so I suggest that each wolf bring a rabbit."

"Okay, no need to say more." Linde interrupted Fran's explanation with a frown on his face. "Since you think it's okay, then I have nothing more to say. Let's get ready to go."

Following Lind's order, this strange cavalry reconnaissance unit set off, heading for the Vicro ruins in the southwest of New Dundalk.

If you rely solely on your own two feet, this journey will take about fifteen days. However, the new beastmen have better physical strength, so the speed can be slightly shortened.

In order to save time, we set out in the evening, and it was dark after just a few hours of walking.

The group found a place to stop and camp, then made a fire and cooked.

"We have sent people to search the city of Vickro. As long as the knights are not blind, they should soon find traces of the search." Lind said to the new beastmen around him during dinner. "As for whether they will think it was beastmen or humans who came, I don't know. Anyway, we must be prepared for the other party to have noticed it."

"Hmmmm." Beside Linde, Fran stared at Linde intently, swallowing the bland black bread porridge without eating anything else. She just treated Linde as a side dish.

Not only Fran, many single female beastmen around were in a similar state, because in their eyes, His Highness the Son of God at this time exuded a strange fragrance all over his body.

Chapter 351 Who is the Beast King's Woman?

Compared to when the camp was first established, the food in the camp has greatly improved. At the beginning, there were only grass cakes made by the beastmen and jerky made from the meat of the animals they hunted, which they would eat for more than ten days or even months in a row. It was very monotonous.

With the reclamation of the land and the successful harvest of crops improved by the magic of the Earth Mother, the people of New Dundalk began to eat bread made from various wheats. Later, the arrival of various beastman tribes brought some edible wild vegetables from the local area. In terms of food, New Dundalk has made great progress.

But it was just an improvement. Compared to the world before the crossing, it was still far behind. Although Linde was not good at cooking, he could make some home-cooked dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes. However, he couldn't even make a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes because there were no tomatoes or eggs.

The staple food changed from straw cakes to black bread. This kind of bread is much rougher than the bread in the world before the crossing, and it will become hard after being left to cool. After it becomes hard, most people will break the bread into pieces, put it in water, cook it like porridge, and then add some beans or something as a side dish and seasoning.

If the wheat flour is sifted a few more times, the white bread made will be similar to the bread that Lind ate before he crossed over. At the beginning, the serfs in the camp did make some white bread for the nobles including Lind, but after learning about the situation, Lind immediately said that he would just eat the same black bread as the common people.

Under Lind's influence, many new beastmen gradually accepted the human lifestyle, including diet. The new beastmen gradually integrated into the human race in an unexpected way.

In the wild, sixty-one beastmen and one human sat around several campfires and shared dinner. Although he was the son of God and the king of beasts in the eyes of the new beastmen, Linde had no airs at all and was very friendly. He ate what others ate.

Of course, if you insist, Lind still has special treatment. Milk, this is Lind's privilege as the son of God.

During dinner, Lind sat closest to the campfire. This was not Lind's request, but everyone sat there spontaneously. Next to Lind were four female beastmen.

A fox shaman, a wolf chief, a rabbit chief, and a... pet ermine, surrounded Lind in the middle. Each of them stared at the Son of God intently, as if they were treating him as a side dish, and ate the tasteless black bread porridge in their hands.

The wolf beastman Tek, as the only survivor of the massacre, also joined the reconnaissance team and needed him to identify the other party. Tek sat a little far away from Linde, looking at Linde and his female subordinate with a gossipy look on his face.

Tek had no doubt that Lind was the Son of God and the Beast King. He also participated in the decisive battle with the Chaos Beastmen and saw that when the battle ended, Lind held Mara's lion head for a tour. There were other reasons why Tek looked at Lind and the four Beastmen behind him with such an expression.

Who among them is the woman of His Majesty the Beast King?

Or all of them?

In the human world, an unmarried ruler is an unstable factor. The same is true for the new beastmen. In many tribes, there is a rule that the chief must be married. According to the inertia of thinking, the Beast King should also be married, right?

Although His Majesty the Beast King looks a little young, that is a minor problem. But before Tek came, he had never heard of the news that His Majesty the Beast King had a spouse.

Judging from the expressions of the four of them, they might all be in the same boat. So will there be a fierce battle at night? Do I need to avoid it?

And he is worthy of being the Son of God. Just sitting here, he exudes the strong aura of Mother Earth.

That’s right, in Tek’s eyes, Lind’s body was emitting a strong scent at this moment.

During the meal, Linde thought of something. During the day, when he was communicating with the Earth Mother Goddess, the Earth Mother Goddess gave him an apple to eat and said that the effect was similar to that of the Holy Grail. The effect of the Holy Grail, in simple terms, is that it greatly increases a person's combat power. Is that also true of the apple?

I looked down at my slightly calloused palms, which I kept clenching and opening. My strength seemed to have increased, but it also seemed to be the same.

Do you need to experience it in reality to feel it?

Thinking of this, Linde ate the remaining porridge in a few mouthfuls, then turned his head to look at the new beastmen behind him.

"You...what's wrong with you?" Lind turned his head and saw three new beastmen, all of whom looked like they were full.

"I...burp~" Fran let out a long burp, and the smell sprayed into Linde's nose.

"Grandma, please pay attention to your image." Linde said with a frown. "You are old, eating so much is not good for your health."

"Your Highness, the Son of God, although I am over ninety years old, I am still very healthy and even have no problem giving birth to a child." Fran licked her lips and said with a flushed face.

I remember that the world record for the longest-lasting childbirth age on Earth was held by a 73-year-old Indian grandmother. India is truly magical. However, in this world where immortals exist, giving birth at the age of 73 is not something to be surprised about.

Having a baby at the age of ninety doesn’t seem to be a big deal, but is the new fox beastman an immortal?

Ignoring the crazy hint in Fran's eyes, Lind looked at Fenrir and Judy, opened his mouth, then said nothing and silently looked away.

Originally, he wanted to ask one of them to fight with him for a few moves, but seeing how they looked full and had bulging bellies, Lind gave up the idea and prepared to change people.

Fenrir and Judy were eliminated, leaving Schnee. The little ferret didn't eat a big belly like the other three companions. But Schnee's fighting ability was not very good, so there was no point in sparring with her.

There was no choice but to choose from other beastmen. Just before Lind was about to speak, Fenrir appeared in front of Lind's sight.

"Master, what do you want me to do?" Fenrir asked eagerly.

"...I want to find someone to spar with. I wanted to choose you, but seeing how much you eat, forget it."

Fenrir thought about it, turned around and ran into the forest next to him. Then a sound of vomiting was heard in the forest. After a while, Fenrir came back with dirt at the corners of his mouth.

"Master! I'm ready!" Fenrir said energetically.

"...Don't waste food next time." Linde said with a frown.

Chapter 352: Shi Ni's Physical Condition

Lind wanted to yell at Fenrir for wasting food, but when he thought that he had already eaten too much, he said nothing.

The other new beastmen spontaneously made way for them. Since it was a sparring match, of course they wouldn't use real weapons. He took the sword from his waist and handed it to Schnee.

"Keep it for me." Linde said to Schnee.

"Okay~" Schnee said sweetly, taking the sword and cradling it in her arms.

The length of the demon sword was a bit too big for Schnee's size, and unlike Linde, Schnee had not been lifted up by the blood god's power.

Schnee is a weasel beastman, and the corresponding animal is the white weasel. I don't know if it's because there are few weasels on Ivojin Island, or for some other reason, but now the population of New Dundalk has exceeded a thousand, and there is still only Schnee, a weasel creature. The unique result is that everyone likes this cute white animal-eared creature.

After the killer rabbit tribe arrived, Schnee's attention was drawn away a lot because they were all white and cute little creatures, but Schnee still had a status like a group pet in the camp.

When taking Linde's sword, Schnee opened her clothes a little at the collar, revealing her skin as white as milk. Except for her hair as pure as snow, Schnee's skin was also as white as milk.

But there were some bleeding spots on Schnee's neck.

Due to the angle and lighting, Linde didn't notice the difference on Schnee's neck, but Fran, who was next to him, saw it and her expression changed slightly.

After Linde left, Schnee held the magic sword tightly in her arms, her cute little face full of seriousness, which made her even cuter. Seeing Fran coming over, Schnee did not relax her vigilance just because she knew Fran, but turned the magic sword behind her back.

“You’re so cute. You look like you’re working so hard.” Fran walked up to Schnee and squatted down, reaching out to touch Schnee’s little head. Schnee also stared at Fran seriously, holding the magic sword tightly without letting go.

While touching Schnee's smooth hair, Fran observed Schnee's neck and then saw the bleeding spots on the skin.

As expected, she was not mistaken, and Fran sighed inwardly.

"Schnee, how old are you?" Fran asked, smiling.

"I don't know," Schnee shook her head.

"So do you remember what happened when you were a Chaos Beastman?"

"I do not know."

"Then do you know the estrus period?"

"I do not know."

Three questions in a row, none of which were answered correctly, which made Fran feel like she had no place to use her energy. However, there was nothing she could do about it, after all, Schnee's situation was a little special.

The estrus period is a characteristic of the animal part of the beastman. In most of the beastman tribes, the elders will teach the new generation relevant knowledge. It doesn't matter if they don't teach, because they will see it anyway. The beastman has a simple folk customs. When creating humans, they often don't shy away from their own children.

But Schnee is different. She was transformed from a Chaos Beastman. Except for herself, all other new Beastmen transformed from Chaos Beastmen have their brains formatted, without any memory of Chaos Beastmen left. The advantage is that it is easy to integrate, but the disadvantage is that many common sense questions need to be taught from the beginning.

For example, the rutting period was considered common sense to the new beastmen, but Schnee had no idea.

The new beastman can be controlled, but Schnee doesn't even know what estrus is, so let alone control. Originally, Fran thought that Schnee might not be old enough, so she didn't pay much attention to it, but now...

After confirming again that there was indeed a bleeding spot on Schnee's neck, Fran raised her head and looked at Linde not far away, her eyes full of helplessness.

I'll discuss this with Linde before going to bed tonight, Fran thought to herself.

Wait, Fenrir seems to be a new beastman transformed from a Chaos Beastman...

While Fran was thinking about how to solve Schnee's physical problem, Lind and Fenrir walked to the center of the open space. The other beastmen spontaneously formed a circle and surrounded the two in the middle.

"Just think of it as an after-meal exercise, just move around a little, don't take it seriously~" Lind didn't take any weapons, he just stood opposite Fenrir with his bare hands.

"Yes! Master!" Fenrir nodded, then kicked the ground with his legs and rushed towards Lind like a cannonball.

"I haven't said start yet!" Linde shouted with a bit of a smile, and then accurately blocked Fenrir's hands that were rushing towards him.

"Master! Excuse me!" Fenrir pounced on Lind in a standard predatory posture. After his hands were blocked, he continued to push Lind back. The two of them were face to face, and then Lind saw Fenrir's red eyes and the sharp teeth in his grinning mouth.

This is a competition! Not for real! Is it necessary to be so serious!?

Although he felt that something was wrong with Fenrir, Lind felt that there was still a lot of room for improvement after the attack, so he did not stop and continued. Anyway, neither side had weapons and they were all unarmed, so as long as they did not hit the vital parts, there shouldn't be any big problems.

Thinking of this, Fenrir suddenly changed his tactics. He suddenly pressed his whole body down and rushed forward, aiming directly at the center between Lind's legs.

"(Jianghuai dialect curse)!" Lind subconsciously spoke in his native language before the time travel, and then avoided Fenrir's wolf claws by a hair's breadth.

"Hey! This is just a sparring match! Do you understand what sparring means?" Lind shouted at Fenrir with lingering fear.

"I understand!" Fenrir's eyes were red, and then he rushed over again.

"I think you don't understand at all!" Lind complained, and then continued to compete with Fenrir helplessly.

Judging from Fenrir's reaction, she probably didn't know what sparring was. This wasn't surprising, after all, it had only been a year since Fenrir was transformed from a Chaos Beastman to a New Beastman, so it wasn't surprising that she didn't understand these things.

Fenrir treated this as a real battle, Linde thought at first, but soon, Linde found out that it was not true. Fenrir was not fighting him with a real combat attitude, but...

Capture himself? After thinking for a long time, Linde could only think of this explanation, because Fenrir's attacks were almost all aimed at capturing himself.

"Okay! Stop!" After about ten minutes, Lind shouted to stop, and Fenrir also stopped his wolf claws from tearing towards Lind's crotch.

"Okay, that's enough," Lind said to Fenrir. "That's all for today."

"Oh." Fenrir nodded somewhat disappointedly.

After the sparring with Fenrir, Lind had a preliminary assessment of his physical condition. His strength reaction had improved slightly, but his physical fitness had leapt forward. After ten minutes of intense sparring that was almost like actual combat, he didn't even have any trouble breathing.