Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

Children who lack mothers in their childhood are more likely to develop an Oedipus complex when they grow up. Although the influence on Lind after he traveled through time was very weak, it was not completely absent.

In addition to Amora, Lind has several other holy marks of gods on his body. The one who was not rejected by Lind and manifested is the God-Emperor Neos, but Lind rarely communicates with this god who is not a god.

There are many reasons, the biggest reason is that my mom can solve any problem.

It was just a casual question, but I got an unexpected answer.

"You know the Soulless?" Neos's answer surprised Lind. The God Emperor's answer admitted that he knew the Soulless.

"I do know." The sunlight flickered in front of Linde's eyes, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

“Could you please stop dodging?” Linde felt uncomfortable in the eyes due to the light of the Divine Emperor, and he protested quickly.

The Divine Emperor did not respond, but the light did become a little weaker.

One of the reasons why they were unwilling to communicate with the Divine Emperor was that the light from his side was too dazzling and it hurt their eyes.

The Cold Sun, Amora's name for Neos.

"Please tell me quickly, what a soulless person is." Lind looked at the cold sun, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"Soulless..." Neos pondered for a moment. "Soulless means a person without a soul."

"...Ah?" After waiting for a while, Neos didn't continue. "That's all?"

"Gone."

"...You said it as if you were talking." Linde was speechless. This answer would not get any points even if it was written in the definition of terms. "Can you explain it in a little more detail?"

"I have already explained it in detail." Neos' voice was solemn and dignified. "Soulless people are people without souls."

"No soul...dead?"

"No, no, no, they are different from the dead. Soulless people are people without souls." Neos continued to explain. "Soulless people are people without souls, but they can still think and act. Except for the lack of souls, they look no different from ordinary people."

"The soulless do not have any projection."

A living person without a soul? Linde didn't quite understand. The soul was something Linde didn't understand at all.

In the world before traveling through time, the soul did not exist, at least it had not been discovered and confirmed before Lind traveled through time. But now that I have traveled through time, and it was the soul that traveled through time, so the existence of the soul is no longer a problem.

"What do you mean by projection?" Linde thought for a while, then looked up and asked.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing that the Emperor did not respond for a long time, Linde asked again.

"When will you do what you promised me?" The Divine Emperor did not answer, but asked a question in return.

"Ah?" Lin De was stunned. What did he promise?

"When are you going to read my scriptures?"

“The Holy Words of the Divine Emperor? I’ve read it.” Linde blinked in confusion.

"...another one." The light in front of him flickered, proving that the Divine Emperor was definitely not in a good mood.

"Are you talking about the scripture sealed in the iron box?" When reminded by Neos, Lind remembered that there were two scriptures he got from the battle nun at that time. In addition to "The Holy Words of the Divine Emperor", there was another one sealed in an iron box.

"Sorry, I've been busy lately and forgot about it." Lind apologized to Neos, but his attitude was not sincere at all.

"...After you have read it, come and ask me about the soulless." The flickering light proved that Neos was unhappy. After leaving a word, Neos disappeared.

After the holy light disappeared, Lind opened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent with a helpless smile. It seemed that His Majesty the Divine Emperor valued the scripture sealed in the iron box very much, much more than the "Divine Emperor's Sacred Words".

It seems that if I want to ask the Emperor about the Soulless, I must first read the scripture. Now the scripture is in New Dundalk, and it is not with me even if I want to read it.

Forget it, let's wait until the war is over. As for finding out what the soulless are, besides asking the Emperor of God, there is another way, which is to ask the man named Cardo directly. Asking the person directly is obviously more credible than any other way.

"People without souls..." Although Neos did not tell Lind about the soulless people, Lind also heard two important things. "No projection..."

"Forget it, let's just catch that guy called Cardo." Linde couldn't figure out anything by himself, so he put everything behind him, closed his eyes and took a short rest.

After the knight's death, the temporary camp returned to its original state. Using the intelligence collected by the wolf beastmen, Ranna continued to induce Jiyang IX's troops to run around everywhere, constantly consuming the enemy's combat effectiveness.

Since King Jiyan IX's team was split into two, and the uncontrolled Sami tribe occasionally came to cause trouble, Ranna had to consider a lot more things. Although there were many more things to consider, Ranna could still keep up, but the price was that dark circles began to appear under her eyes.

After a while, Fenrir, who went to New Dundalk to deliver news and weapons, should be back soon. In the morning, after drinking each other's milk with Kitama, Lind came to the main tent.

"Good morning, sir." Inside the main tent, Ranna, with a fairy-like look on her face, greeted Lind.

"Good morning, Ranna. Didn't you sleep well last night?" Linde bowed to Ranna.

"Well, something happened last night."

"what's the situation?"

"It's just a small matter. I've already taken care of it." Ran Na replied respectfully.

"You've worked hard." Linde nodded. Although she was a country girl, Ranna was much more capable than he had imagined.

"It's been almost two weeks, right?" Lin pulled over a chair and sat down. "Can we launch the attack now?"

"Well, just wait until Miss Fenrir comes back."

Chapter 427: Return of Fenrir

The development of things has been proceeding according to Ranna's plan, although there have been some minor twists and turns, such as some uncontrollable beastmen acting on their own in the name of revenge, and the accidental division of Jiyang IX's troops, but overall, it has not exceeded the scope of Ranna's plan.

The enemy's forces were divided and there were uncontrolled friendly forces that were not considered friendly forces. The number of situations that Ranna needed to calculate increased dramatically, but to Linde's surprise, even if the situation changed, Ranna was still able to assign tasks well. The price was that Ranna slept less.

This girl, could she be a genius? Lin De couldn't help but think.

Before the time travel, there was a saying that it was easy to get thousands of troops but hard to get a general, which meant that it was not difficult to build an army, but it was very rare to find a general who could command an army. Lin De now deeply believed this. In the memory of the knight's attendant, although he had seen many knights, there were not many who could command battles.

The command of operations mentioned here is not the kind of leading hundreds of people to charge at one time, but the kind of being able to command different armies at the same time, in different places, and carry out combat missions at the same time. Even Linde's father can't do this, and Linde has not seen many such people.

Although Ranna was a country girl and illiterate, and all her knowledge was acquired through stealing and eavesdropping, she was able to accomplish things that many knights could not do.

Genius, a genius in commanding operations, this is not an exaggeration, Lind really feels that Ranna is a military genius.

With the intelligence advantage of the beastmen's reconnaissance and the intuitive battlefield situation response of the sand table, in the next few days, Ranna kept walking Jiyang IX's troops around like a dog. There were not many conflicts between the two sides, and the main focus was to reduce the opponent's supplies as much as possible.

This continued for a few days. Counting the days, Jiyang IX's team had been starving in the forest for almost two weeks. During these two weeks, Jiyang IX's team could only eat wild vegetables and grass roots, and almost no meat. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, if nothing unexpected happened, Jiyang IX's team should have been starving to death.

"It should be about time. After Miss Fenrir comes back, we can start the offensive." That day, Ranna reported to Lind.

"Yeah, I think so too." Linde nodded in agreement, and added in his heart, it can finally be over.

Linde felt a sense of relief, for the simple reason that the two cows came to him almost every day to drink milk.

Drink with each other.

"You drank so much of my milk, I want to taste yours too," Kitama said gently.

"You drank so much milk from my sister! I want to drink yours too!" Katie said righteously.

Even with a body strengthened by the Earth Mother, he couldn't stand drinking like this every day. Now Linde already felt a bit of autonomic dysfunction. The problem was that he was in the wrong and couldn't refuse the Niu sisters.

"Fenrir should be back, right?" Lind sat on a chair beside him in the combat command tent, crossing his legs. "Why hasn't he come back yet? Did something happen on the way?"

"Indeed, it is two days later than expected." Ranna, who was looking at the sand table and calculating something, lowered her head and thought for a while, and found that Fenrir was indeed a little later than originally expected. "Do we need to ask Ms. Franfu... to investigate?"

Since the battle took up most of Ranna's brain cells, she was not able to think about other things. She almost called Fran Linde's wife. When they first met, Fran claimed to be Linde's concubine.

Although most of her energy was focused on commanding the battle, after all, he was the lord she was loyal to. Ranna also paid some attention to Linde's daily life, including his emotional life, and then found that it seemed a bit messy.

Remember the Lord is only thirteen this year, right? Although he looks like fifteen or sixteen, he is a little too precocious. The Lord's relationship with those beastmen seems a little... too intimate.

What were those beastmen doing in the master's private tent at night? Tutoring?

"...Let Fran go investigate," Lind looked at Ranna with some resentment. "Given Fenrir's silly personality, it's a bit unusual for him to be late."

Silly!? Linde's comment on Fenrir's character made Ranna stunned. That cold and quiet wolf lady has a silly character!?

It seems really stupid...

After a brief exchange, the two reached a consensus and asked Fran to use her animal control technique to find out where Fenrir was and what happened. However, as soon as Lind walked out of the door, he was hit by someone with the ball.

"Report! Wolf...Ah!" Feisi rushed in at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and the two big balls hit Linde's face firmly. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Your Highness the Son of God! I didn't mean it!"

Linde was hit hard by the sow that was more than two meters tall and weighed more than one hundred kilograms. If Faith had not held back at the last moment, Linde felt that he would have been knocked away.

But even if he reduced his strength, Linde was still knocked off balance, especially his nose was bleeding.

"It's okay." Linde covered his nose and said in a distorted voice. "Don't run so fast next time."

It turns out that even fat can be very powerful if it moves fast enough, not to mention that there is hard muscle underneath the fat. Lind pinched his nose and asked, "What happened? Why are you so panicked?"

"Yes! The wolf is back!" the sow answered loudly, trembling with fear at her own offense.

"Oh?" Lind was stunned. He had just been talking about Fenrir.

After a simple stuffing treatment on his nose, Lind asked Faith to lead him to find Fenrir, and Ranna followed closely behind. She wanted to know how many of those powerful magic weapons were brought back.

Soon Lind saw Fenrir and his group waiting in the open space. There were eight wolf beastmen in total, and they brought back a hand truck.

No wonder he came back so late, Lin De thought to himself.

"Master! We are back!" Fenrir, who was standing in front of the hand trailer, smelled Lind's body odor before he even got close, and shouted to Lind. "Master, what's wrong with your nose!?"

"It was hit by a sow." Lind said casually, and then looked at the carriage of the cart. "What did you bring back?"

Fenrir glared at Faith first, then took out a letter from his chest, which was still warm, and handed it to Lind, saying, "Master, this is the lady's reply to you."

"In addition, we brought back a total of twelve Elisa rifles, and..." Fenrir lifted the cloth covering the cart. "An Ilufa wind and fire cannon."

Chapter 428: Madam's Letter

Not long ago, Fenrir was ordered to return to New Dundalk with Lind's letter. He returned a little later than expected, but after seeing what was on the cart, he immediately knew the reason.

Inside the cart were twelve brand new Elisa rifles and several salamantes shaped into magazines. In addition, there was something special.

That thing is much larger than a rifle. At first glance, it looks like an enlarged version of a rifle with two wheels. Seeing this, many people are curious about what this thing is, a large-sized rifle?

Then Fenrir quickly gave an answer.

"This is the weapon that Madam asked me to bring with me. It's called the Ilufa Wind and Fire Cannon." Fenrir pointed at the things in the carriage and said, "Madam said that the details of this new weapon have been written in the letter."

When Lind saw this new weapon, his reaction was different from the others. The others were mainly curious about the new things, but Lind's eyes were full of shock.

I didn't expect that during my absence, my wife would come up with such a big surprise for me! She actually made a cannon! No! A magic cannon!

When working on the rifle, Lin Deshun mentioned the artillery to his wife, but it was just a casual remark. However, his wife remembered the unintentional remark like cement and quietly produced the finished product.

"Madam, you are so beautiful." Lind looked at the magic cannon in the carriage with a fetishistic look and praised Madam Ilufa who was far away in New Dundalk. Such an important talent must not be allowed to leave.

So what could be done to keep the lady here completely? Linde began to think.

Let the beastmen take down the magic cannon. The magic cannon is not heavy, and Feisi can take it down by herself. According to the previous life, the caliber of this cannon is not large.

After taking down the magic cannon, the other items were also taken down. In addition to the rifle and the shaloman stone that came with the rifle, there were also six shells.

That's right, a cannonball. Although there was no introduction, Lind instinctively recognized it at a glance. It must be a cannonball.

The shell is divided into two parts, a round sphere and a cylindrical disc. From the color, it can be seen that the sphere is a fire-type Salamanthus, and the disc behind is a wind-type Sylphus. After appreciating this combination of shells with the eyes of appreciating works of art, Lind opened the letter sent by Ilufa.

Maybe it was because Fenrir carried it with him, or maybe it was for some other reason, but when he opened the letter, Linde seemed to smell a faint fragrance that was quite refreshing. After opening the letter, Linde began to read it.

Dear Linde. The beginning of the letter almost made Linde lose his temper.

The handwriting of the letter is elegant and beautiful, and you can tell at a glance that the writer has a high level of education. By the way, Lind's handwriting is very... to put it nicely, it is highly confidential, to put it bluntly, it is ugly. Alisa once complained that Lind's handwriting looks like a bunch of dead mosquitoes.

There is nothing we can do about the doctor's handwriting. And Lind has very seriously refuted the rumor, saying that doctors don't write in code, and it's not all Latin, it's just that they write too much and it's sloppy.

"I have received your letter. Miss Fenrir was very responsible and handed the letter to me personally. It was still warm from her body temperature. I already know the situation of the battle. Congratulations on your victory in the first battle."

"The new weapon has been a great success in actual combat, which is worth celebrating. In addition, I am aware of the problems encountered during use. By the time you see this letter, I have already informed Elisa and the other craftsmen of the feedback. I believe that a solution will be given soon."

"I also sent the weapons you requested. I was planning to send someone to transport them, but Miss Fenrir insisted on transporting them herself. She is truly a loyal she-wolf."

"In addition to the twelve Elisa rifles, I also designed a new weapon. Remember the cannon you mentioned to me? I designed a new weapon based on your ideas."

"The new weapon uses the wind-based storm spell as a power source to fire the shells. The shells have fire-based explosion spells that will be triggered when they hit the target. I've tried it out initially and I believe you won't be disappointed with its power."

"I named the new weapon the Ilufa Wind Cannon, just like the Elisa Rifle, but I believe that after you actually use it, you will understand that a mother is stronger than a daughter."

Seeing this, Linde's mouth curled up involuntarily. And the mother who was angry with her daughter.

"The service life of the Ilufa wind and fire cannon is still unclear, but Mr. Linus estimates that it should be able to fire about sixty rounds. The one I gave you has been fired three times, but due to the limited production time of the shells, there are only six shells."