Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

"Don't blame yourself." Noticing Lind's emotion, Thrall took the initiative to pat Lind on the shoulder. "Sacrifice in war is inevitable. We certainly don't want our soldiers to die, but when the enemy's butcher knife has come, we have no choice."

"I know." Lind nodded. "Thank you for your comfort, Grandpa Sal."

"Nothing, but you call me grandpa..." Sal said this with a kind look on his face, and the big hand holding Linde's shoulder also tightened a little. "When are you going to marry my two granddaughters?"

Chapter 468: The Holy Empire's Immigration Team

Being urged to get married suddenly made Linde look embarrassed. Grandpa, you are jumping the topic a bit too far. There are so many corpses around, is it appropriate to talk about this topic?

If they were Chaos Beastmen, marriage wouldn't exist. The so-called marriage relationship was basically one party had a need, the other party wanted it, and then they just went for it.

The new beastmen are much more civilized and have marriage relationships, but they are also much freer and unrestrained than humans, especially the males. To put it simply, the strong have the obligation to have more children.

Therefore, Thrall's comment on when to marry his "two" granddaughters is in line with the culture of the new Beastmen.

"Please rest assured, I will definitely marry Kitama and Katie." Linde replied with a smile but serious. He was not a heartless person, and he would never be like his father, who would refuse to admit his fate.

But not yet.

"Is it about your age again?" Thrall reluctantly let go of his hand. "Okay, I respect your opinion, as long as you keep your promise."

It didn't take too long to clean up the battlefield. According to the custom of the Beastmen, all the sacrificed Beastmen were buried on the spot, allowing them to return to the embrace of Mother Earth. As for the bodies of the Batoran Knights, according to the custom of the Beastmen, they should be left exposed in the wilderness and let the small animals help deal with them, but Lind still asked to bury them together.

After doing all this, it was completely dark, so the team walked a little distance, found a suitable place to camp, and rested there.

After a night of rest, everyone prepared to go back. Because the enemies had been eliminated, the team was much more relaxed, but because there were many wounded in the team, the team moved very slowly.

It doesn't matter if you walk slowly, the battle is over anyway, just treat it as an outing. The only problem is that the timing is not good, winter is coming soon.

According to the local beastmen, the winter on Ivozhen Island is not too cold, and the temperature fluctuations between day and night are not large. The coldest time is around freezing point. However, after winter comes on Ivozhen Island, the rainfall will increase significantly, and sometimes there will be freezing rain.

Perhaps to prove the words of the local beastmen, it started raining not long after we set out on our return journey, and it was a heavy rain.

There was no other choice, so Lind had to order the entire army to stop advancing, set up camp and rest on the spot, and then continue advancing after the rain stopped.

"How long will this rain last?" In the tent, Lind, who was held in Kitama's arms like a pillow and enjoying his hair being washed with milk, looked up and asked Kitama.

"Well... this is the first rain since the beginning of winter. It should last for two or three days, right?" Kitama replied after recalling the past.

"Two or three days?" Linde nodded. Two or three days is fine. The war is over anyway, so it doesn't matter if he goes back a few days later.

When they set out to return, Lind asked Fenrir to deliver the news of the victory back to the New Dundalk camp. Calculating the time, Fenrir should have arrived.

If nothing unexpected happens, the New Dundalk camp should be preparing for the triumphal ceremony. I'm not in the camp this time, so I wonder what they will do?

I have been away from the camp for so long this time, I wonder what the camp has become. Have Ilufa and Elisa, the mother and daughter, given me any new surprises? Have the battle nuns had any conflicts over religious issues? Have the evil god believers of Efit taken the opportunity to cause trouble?

Maybe it was because he had been away from the camp for some time, Linde actually felt a little uneasy, fearing that the people left behind would cause trouble while he was away.

It was raining outside the tent and the temperature was dropping. In order to keep warm, Linde and sister Kitama huddled together. Katie and Schnee were also eager to try, and they seemed to want to huddle together to keep warm.

It was a bit boring to stay in the tent and do nothing. Just when Lind was thinking about playing a game of four-player Landlord to kill time, Fenrir's voice suddenly sounded outside the tent.

"Your Highness the Son of God! I'm back! Your loyal she-wolf!" Fenrir's voice sounded outside the tent.

"Fenrir!?" Lind was stunned. She came back so soon! ? It's still raining outside! ?

"It's me! Your Highness the Son of God! May I come in, please? " Fenrir asked immediately.

What urgent thing happened! Linde reacted quickly.

"Of course!" Linde shouted hurriedly, subconsciously trying to get up, but Kitama did not let go and still held Linde tightly.

There was no way, Lind had already said it, and Fenrir also came in, so Lind could only sit in Kitama's arms and try his best to make himself look normal.

Fenrir opened the door curtain and walked in. Along with a gust of cold wind, the completely soaked she-wolf walked in, her cheeks flushed from the rain and running.

"Your Highness, Son of God, I..."

"Don't report anything yet! Take off your wet clothes! Wipe off the water!" Lind hurriedly interrupted Fenrir and asked Fenrir to change into dry clothes first.

Although he had developed basic medicines such as allicin, salicin, and atropine, there was still a shortage of medical care and medicine. A cold could be fatal, so Linde sternly asked Fenrir to take off his wet clothes and wipe off the water.

The orders of the Son of God are supreme. Fenrir immediately executed the order and took off his wet clothes in front of Lind.

Fenrir openly showed off his wheat-colored skin and the perfect curves of his elastic and explosive muscles. He took the towel handed to him by Katie and wiped off the water without any intention of covering himself, then put on new clothes. Linde was shamefully hard.

During the whole process, all the beastmen, from Schnee to Kitama, did not show the slightest bit of abnormality, as if it was a matter of course. This made Lind want to complain, do you not care at all that your men look at other women! ?

However, Linde did not say this out loud. It was better to pretend to be ignorant about some things.

"What happened? Why are you rushing back in the rain?" Lind asked hurriedly after Fenrir changed into clean clothes.

"Your Highness, I followed your instructions and immediately sent the news of victory back to the Lord of New Dundalk, Lady Ilufa." Fenrir said, handing Lind a scroll wrapped in waterproof oilcloth. "Then Lady Ilufa ordered me to deliver this letter to you as soon as possible!"

Lind hurriedly read the letter. Something urgent must have happened, as Lady Ilufa said this and asked Fenrir to come in the rain.

After opening the letter and quickly scanning it, Linde's face changed drastically.

The Holy Empire's immigrant team landed at the ruins of Dundalk City.

Chapter 469: Find Your Seat

The climate of Ivojin Island is pretty good. The temperature fluctuates little throughout the year, and there are no obvious sudden drops or rises. The temperature in winter is not too low, and the lowest temperature is around freezing point.

The slightly troublesome thing is that although the temperature in winter is not too low, there is also a lot of precipitation in winter, which makes the climate of Aiwozhen Island wet and cold in winter, and the perceived temperature is much lower than the actual temperature.

It rained on the way back when Linde led his army in triumph. To be honest, this was not a good sign. The weather was not good. It started to rain after only a few days of walking.

Then, as if worried that Linde was too bored hiding in the tent from the rain, a letter was delivered.

The letter came from New Dundalk, and was written by Lind's feudal lord, Ilufa. The fact that Fenrir had delivered the letter in the rain was enough to show the importance of the contents of the letter. After opening it and taking a look at it, Lind's face changed drastically.

In order to deal with the Batolan immigrants of King Guillen IX, this matter was forgotten.

"Linde, what's wrong with you? What's written in the letter?" Katie was the first to notice Linde's distorted expression as if there was a cockroach in his mouth, and asked with concern.

"It's a troublesome matter." Linde's face changed drastically. "Go and call Fran, Sal, Ranna, and the other three chieftains of the personal guards!"

Shortly after the battle with Jiyang IX ended, on the way back, Ranna, the only female knight serving Linde, made a suggestion to Linde to separate the different beastman troops into different troops.

Through observations in actual combat, Ranna discovered that the combat effectiveness of the four beastman tribes, namely the pigs, sheep, rabbits and wolves, was obviously stronger than that of other beastman tribes, and they were more loyal and reliable. These four teams should be listed separately to form an elite force similar to the lord's guards.

Lind immediately accepted the suggestion. These four beastman tribes did have close relations with Lind. Two of them were preached by him personally, and two of them took the initiative to surrender to him a long time ago. There was indeed no problem with their combat effectiveness or loyalty.

The four tribes were reorganized into troops similar to the lord's personal guards. After learning that they were elite troops to "closely protect the Son of God", the four beastmen tribes all agreed with this suggestion. Although Lind felt that they seemed to have misunderstood something, they happily decided.

After Lind finished speaking, Katie stood up and walked out. Due to some unexplainable reasons, there was no guard at the door of the tent, so Katie had to go and call for help.

After Katie went out, there was a loud noise at the door. Katie shouted, "Slutty fox! Sow head! Killer rabbit! Stupid sheep! Grandpa Thrall! And that short female knight! The Son of God wants you to come over!"

After Katie finished shouting, she went back into the tent and said to Lind, "I've called them, they'll be here soon."

Linde looked at Katie with a frown and asked, "Sister, when did you give them these nicknames?"

And do they know that they are being called?

Linde was in a state of dismay when someone soon came over. The first to come was Ranna, because her tent was next door. After Ranna came in, she blushed and protested, "My lord, and Ms. Katie, I know that compared with my fellow beastmen, I am indeed not tall, but can you please not address me by that!"

"If you really need to use a code name, can you change it?"

Following closely behind Ranna was Fran, whose tent was not far away. Fran ran in despite the rain, and her plump body hit Ranna's back, causing her to stagger.

"Ms. Katie! I admit that I did sneak away! But I absolutely won't admit that I am a slut!" Fran also expressed her protest and dissatisfaction.

"I know I'm not smart! But calling me a fool! I'll get angry too!" Then, Benio, who looked intelligent but was actually a little silly, ran in and protested.

"The sow head is here! What does the Son of God want me to do?!"

Soon, the people Lind requested arrived one after another, and except for sow Faith and bunny Judy, they all expressed dissatisfaction with the name Katie gave them. Lind was very upset, and said, "Aren't you guys taking the initiative to identify yourself?"

"Okay, okay, everyone, be quiet for a moment. I have something important to say." Seeing that everyone was present, the originally spacious tent suddenly became crowded. Then, after a quarrel, Linde became overwhelmed and immediately asked everyone to be quiet.

After the Son of God spoke, everyone quieted down and found a place to sit down.

"Linde, why did you suddenly call everyone here? Did something happen?" After everyone found a place to sit, the oldest (in appearance) and most stable (in physics) bull beastman, Thrall, said. "Miss Fenrir, who was supposed to leave, is here too. Did something happen in New Dundalk?"

"That's right, Grandpa Sal, you observed very carefully." Lind nodded to Sal. "I called everyone here because there is something very, very important that I want to tell everyone and discuss with everyone."

"Very important...How important?" Ran Na straightened her back and confirmed.

"This concerns whether I can continue to be your master here." Linde said seriously.

After hearing this, all the beastmen who were originally a little careless became serious at the same time, and looked at Linde with serious eyes.

"A few days ago, I wrote a letter about our victory in the battle, and asked Fenrir to deliver the letter to the lady." After everyone's attention was focused, Lind began to explain the situation. "The letter has been personally delivered to Lady Ilufa by Fenrir, but then, Lady Ilufa asked Fenrir to deliver another letter in the first rain of winter."

As Lind spoke, he took out a scroll and indicated to everyone present that it was a reply from Ilufa.

"The letter is quite long, so I'll just state the conclusion." Lind placed the letter on the table. "The Holy Empire's colonists have landed at the original site of Dundalk City."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, staring at each other, no one really understood why Lind was so serious.

"Um... Holy Empire, isn't that your hometown?" It was Benio who broke the silence first. "You don't need to be so nervous when someone comes from your hometown, right?"

"That's not the case." Linde shook his head solemnly. "It's a bit complicated to explain. Anyway, the Holy Empire may not recognize my and my wife's status."

"So that means... we're going to keep fighting?" Judy showed her dagger that hadn't yet absorbed enough blood.

"My master, could you please read the letter to us?" Ranna suggested after thinking for a while.

Linde broke out in a sweat instantly.

Chapter 470: Fake Title

"This..." Linde coughed and took the letter back with a guilty conscience. "The letter is a bit long and it will take a long time to read, so I won't use it."

"It takes a long time to read? No?" Ran Na asked in confusion. "It doesn't look that long. It's okay, sir. We don't lack time."

"No, we are very short of time now." Linde retorted with a firm look.

Seeing Linde's guilty look, as if he was hiding something, Ranna had several question marks over her head.

"Linde, are you hiding something from us?" After a while, Sal spoke up. "If the problem now requires our cooperation, as an elder, I suggest that you tell us the truth."

Thrall's words were based on personal experience. In the past, the Earth Mother had always concealed her relationship with the Plague God, so Thrall didn't know that the Earth Mother and the Plague God were of the same origin. As a result, Zexi took advantage of the situation and thought that the Earth Mother was the Plague God in disguise. His faith collapsed, and he degenerated into a Cyclops.

Although from the current situation it seems that Thrall has turned a disaster into a blessing and is no longer bound by belief in a specific god, but believes in God's code of conduct, Thrall's experience is indeed a lesson.

If you need help from others, even if that person is your good friend, it is best not to hide the truth.

Linde was silent and thought for a moment. Indeed, he needed their help now, so he really shouldn't hide it. When he was seeing a doctor before the time travel, what Linde hated most was patients concealing or fabricating medical history, which would cause great trouble to diagnosis and treatment.

"Well, everyone present here is trustworthy, so I won't hide anything from you." Linde looked around. Everyone present here was indeed his own people. To put it more snobbishly, they could all be considered his confidants. If they couldn't be trusted, then he would have no one to trust.

"You all know that Illufa Gaines is the Lord of New Dundalk, the Countess who was officially granted the power to establish a colony by the Holy Empire, right?"

"I know." "I don't know." Most people nodded to indicate that they knew, but to Lind's surprise, one beastman shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

"Faith, you don't even know who the owner of the camp is!?" Lind looked at Faith, the only beastman present who shook her head, with a surprised look on his face.

"It doesn't matter to me who is the owner of the camp. To me, there is only one sun in the sky, and you, Son of God, are my only sun!" Faith replied with a firm look in her eyes.

"...Who taught you that?" Lind was speechless. It was impossible that Faith, with her pig-brain, came up with this idea herself.

"Great Shaman Fran taught me this." Faith pointed decisively at Fran.

"This is what you said, Son of God." Fran explained immediately. "I thought it was very contagious, so I wrote it down."

"...In the future, you must tell me every sentence you record." Linde stared at Fran speechlessly.

"Anyway, the nominal lord of New Dundalk is Lady Ilufa, and I am also her vassal. My baronial title was conferred by her."

Lind's words did not cause much reaction among the beastmen. Although they were a little unhappy that the master they were loyal to was a vassal of someone else, the new beastmen's society still had a relatively rudimentary separation of church and state, and the shaman and the chief were often not the same person, so it was not unacceptable.

"The next step is the crux of the matter." Linde took a deep breath. "In fact, Madam is not an official Countess of the Holy Empire."

"What?" Everyone was stunned when the words came out.

"The Count of Ivozhen Island, who was officially appointed by the Holy Empire, was Ilufa's husband. However, during the first Chaos Beastman uprising, he fled by boat, leaving behind his wife, daughter, and the garrison residents of the two cities." Lind explained what happened. "After her husband fled, Ilufa exercised power as the Countess."

"In order to appease people, especially in the early days of the camp, most of the people in the camp were human refugees. Madam, in her capacity as countess, exercised the power that originally belonged to her husband."

"Originally, when the lord is unable to exercise his power, the lord's wife does have the power to act as regent, but according to the rules of the Holy Empire, there are some powers that the regent cannot exercise, such as the conferment and revocation of titles."

"I have been managing the camp as a regent, but I have never been able to win the support of the people and my hands are tied. So my wife and I discussed it and decided to..." After a pause, Lind continued. "Let your wife call herself a countess."

"That's the thing. Madam's title of Countess is actually self-proclaimed, not conferred by the Holy Empire." Linde spread his hands. "As long as the Holy Empire's team doesn't come, it's fine. Madam and I originally planned to at least delay it until next year. By then, the new territory will be built and stabilized, and it is not impossible to get recognition from the empire."

"But now, the Holy Empire's team has arrived ahead of schedule." Lind spread his hands helplessly.

"So that's how it is." After listening to Lind's story, Sal crossed his arms and nodded in understanding. "I didn't expect there was this layer of connection."