Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

Efit accurately placed the dagger against the Chaos Beastman's throat, and used the Chaos Beastman's weight to directly pierce the opponent's throat.

"Please keep it a secret for me ~ forever~" Before the Chaos Beastman died, Efit whispered in a voice that no one else could hear.

"Get out of my way!" Lind rushed over and used all his strength to pull the Chaos Beastman away, but then he found that the other party was already dead.

"Master!" Before Lind could react, Efit, covered in blood, cried and threw himself into Lind's arms.

Chapter 79 Are you free tonight?

Lind killed the high-level Chaos Beastman who blocked his way with one sword, and rushed to Efit's tent as soon as possible, praying in his heart that Efit would be fine.

As an important talent in the camp and his own secretary, Lind took a liking to Efit.

"Efit!" When Lind lifted the curtain of the sixth dream, he saw the huge body of the Chaos Beastman pressing towards Efit.

"No!" Seeing this, Linde's eyes widened and he roared at the top of his lungs.

Is it still too late?!

The Chaos Beastman's huge body fell on top of Efit, and Lind ran over with a roar.

After struggling to pull the Chaos Beastman's body apart, Lind discovered that he was already dead?

Linde, who was a little dazed, suddenly saw that there was a small knife stuck in the throat of the Chaos Beastman.

What happened? Did he just fall on the tip of the knife?

"Master!" Before Linde could think about it, Efit, covered in blood, cried and threw himself into Linde's arms.

"Efit, it's okay, I'm here." Lind subconsciously hugged Efit's soft body and patted her back to comfort her.

"This monster suddenly ran in! I was so scared!" Efit sobbed.

Linde had no choice but to let Efit hold him to vent his fear. Then, Ilufa and Fran also walked in.

"Oh, excuse me." Upon seeing two people hugging each other in the tent, Fran made a disturbing gesture and then turned and left.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Ilfa's face, and he walked forward, separating the two with slow but firm movements.

Ilufa was very wary of this girl who was the same age as Elisa. As a mother, Ilufa had to admit that Efit was a real beauty. She would definitely be a top-notch beauty when she grew up. Even her daughter who inherited her beauty might not be her rival.

It cannot be said that there were no marriages between nobles and commoners, but at least they were extremely rare. However, Linde was not a real nobleman. He was an illegitimate child, so it was not impossible for him to marry a commoner.

Based on this, Ilufa's attitude towards Efit is a bit like a mother-in-law looking at the beautiful female colleague of her son-in-law.

"I'm sorry, as a lord, I failed to protect your safety and frightened you." After separating the two, Ilfa apologized to Efit.

"No, that's not the case." Efit shook his head somewhat flattered.

"Linde, the battle is not over yet. Since it is safe here, let's go." After confirming that it was safe here, Ilufa said to Linde.

"Okay." Lind nodded vigorously and said to Efit. "Be careful, I'm going to fight."

"Well, I wish you a victorious return." Efit nodded.

After everyone left, Efit put his hands behind his back, hummed a song, and sat on another barrel, as if the beastman's body on the ground did not exist.

The corpse of the Chaos Beastman did not affect Efit's mood at all. Efit hummed a song and repeated every second of Lind rushing in in his mind.

And the little expression on Ilfa's face as she separated herself.

"Hehehe~" Efit crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, and let out a meaningless laugh.

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The battle didn't last long and ended with a great victory for the camp.

All the invading Chaos Beastmen were destroyed, and the rest fled, while on the human side not a single one was killed, only a few were injured.

After the battle, two knights led a few militiamen who still had strength to clean up the battlefield and collected the corpses of Chaos Beastmen on the wooden cones and grids. After a brief discussion on how to deal with these corpses, everyone unanimously decided to throw them into the sea to save precious land resources.

The next step is the treatment of the wounded.

There weren't many wounded, but there were a few, three of whom were seriously injured. They were hit when the high-level Chaos Beastmen broke through the fence. Their treatment was divided into two styles.

One is represented by Ilfa and Elisa, this beautiful mother and daughter pair, standing beside the wounded, chanting unclear spells, and then aqua blue magic power shines on the wounds, healing the wounds.

As for the other one, it was the Tauren Shaman Thrall. This muscular old shaman carried out four totem poles that were made at some unknown time from the tent, formed a circle around the wounded, and slammed them hard to the ground, then sang and danced, occasionally doing the Iron Mountain Lean.

No wonder the Beastmen Shamans are so big. It would be impossible to drive such a heavy wooden stake into the ground with bare hands without some strength.

It's just that singing and dancing, it always feels a bit weird.

"Aren't you a shaman too? Won't you help?" Linde looked at Fran, who was standing beside him like an outsider.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I'm not a healing shaman. Although I have converted to Mother Earth, I haven't mastered her magic yet." Fran explained. "My main job is to tame beasts. If you give me a few months, I won't be able to do it like Senior Sal, but I won't let you down."

Seeing that what Fran said was very convincing, Linde did not doubt it. Although he did not understand magic and divine arts, he could understand it by analogy with the subdivisions in medicine. For example, if his major was neurology, and he was asked to see a doctor for syphilis or AIDS, it would at most be a consultation.

Looking at the two completely different treatment methods in front of him, Lind developed a great interest in magic and divine arts.

Since we have traveled to the world of magic, how can we not study such unscientific things! ?

Moreover, if you want to advance the technology tree to polymer materials, you can only do it slowly, little by little, and you may not be able to reach it by the time you die of old age.

Magic is my only hope.

But it was a pity that I was a knight's squire and I was already twelve years old. I had missed the period of enlightenment education. Even if I wanted to change my career now, it was impossible.

"Alright." Ilufa used magic to heal the wound of the wounded man in front of him. The wound on his arm had healed and the bruises around it had faded. "Thank you for your contribution to guarding the camp."

The militiamen who were thanked were surprised and looked at the beautiful lady in front of them in disbelief. It was absolutely unbelievable in the past that a noble would thank a commoner, or even a serf.

Elisa also looked at her mother in surprise. Although her mother did not look down on commoners like other nobles, she would not easily thank the serfs.

Because of someone's influence?

Alyssa subconsciously looked towards Lind's position, only to find that Lind had walked up to her without her knowing when.

"Why are you looking at me?" Alyssa frowned.

"Do you have time tonight?" Linde asked seriously.

"……Eh?"

Chapter 80 Long-term and short-term problems

The battle was over, ending with a great victory for the human camp.

War has always been the main theme of civilization. Throughout human history, war and civilization almost appeared together. War has been accompanying civilization since its birth and has never stopped.

In this world, war is closely related to everyone, but it is a completely different concept for nobles and commoners. For nobles, war is a responsibility, an honor, an obligation of vassals to their lords, and a necessary act for lords to expand their territory.

But for civilians, war is not what they want. For civilians, especially civil wars, wars have no honor or responsibility. Being forced by the lords to serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield and listening to the lords' empty declarations of honor, even if they win, it is meaningless to civilians, because no matter whether they win or lose, they still have to pay taxes as before.

If you get injured, you have to find a way to treat yourself. There is no pension, and no one cares if you die. Even if you win the war, civilians will not get any benefits at all. All honors and ransoms go to the nobles.

But this battle was different. All the civilians were very motivated, not only because there would be rewards, meat and points if they won, but more importantly, they were defending their homes.

Artillery, defense lines, international aid, none of these are important. A soldier must realize that he is defending his homeland. by a Finnish marshal.

The fighting power of the serfs in the battle surprised even the two knights. They were both professional soldiers, and their definition of militia was always to create a battlefield atmosphere. Ram even once rode a fully armored horse and defeated dozens of them without any injuries.

It has to be said that since the construction of this camp, the two knights' world views have been greatly impacted, and most of it came from the knight's illegitimate son, Lind Lane.

Like Ilfa, after going through so much, the two knights had subconsciously regarded Lind as an adult like themselves, even though he was only twelve years old.

"What do you think? Wouldn't it be better if we all shouted waaaaagh~! when we fight in the future?" After the battle, Ram suggested to Winter.

"Just shout by yourself, don't involve me." Winter directly rejected Ram's suggestion.

What impressed Winter the most about this battle was the unified battle cry of all the militiamen. At that moment, Winter even wondered if he had turned into a big green-skinned Ork.

The militiamen learned this war cry from Lind... So Lind is actually a green-skinned Ork? He figured all this out?

The battle was over and everyone was very happy. Ilufa also fulfilled his promise and everyone had meat for dinner.

Although the war was won, Lind and others did not take it lightly, because they all knew that this was just the beginning and more Chaos Beastmen would attack later.

"On the island of Aiwozhen, the new beastmen and the chaos beastmen are roughly distributed in the southeast and northwest of the island, roughly divided by the central mountain range. Our position is on the side of the new beastmen." After the battle, Fran, who was most familiar with the situation of the chaos beastmen, explained the situation to others. "The chaos beastmen on the entire Aiwozhen Island are in a scattered tribal state, without a unified leader."

"Although there is no unified leader, there are still relatively powerful beastmen forces. The most powerful one is the Lion King Mara, located in the northernmost part of Ivozhen Island."

"Now all the Chaos Beastmen on the entire Ivozhen Island believe that if they can chop off your head and offer it to Chaos, they will gain powerful strength and become the overlord of Ivozhen Island. So the Lion King Mara must be on his way here."

Fran told everyone present, especially Lind, everything she knew. According to her inference, the harassment from the Chaos Beastmen would definitely not stop during this period, but most of them were small fry, not much stronger than what they encountered today.

According to Fran, the real threat is the power of Lion King Mara, located in the northernmost part of Ivozhen Island.

Lion King Mara is the most powerful Chaos Beastman on the entire Island of Ivozhen. He has a large number of Chaos Beastmen under his command. With only these few people in the camp, once Lion King Mara's team arrives, these few people in the camp will be completely a nuisance to the enemy.

According to Fran's deduction, including the gathering of troops and the conflicts with other beastmen tribes along the way, it would take Lion King Mara's team about two months to reach the camp, whether it was Chaos Beastmen or New Beastmen. That's right, two months. The marching speed of Chaos Beastmen was so touching.

According to Fran's inference, the Lion King Mara's team would have about five to six thousand people, which was indeed a slight advantage compared to the fifty or so people in the camp.

Simply put, the biggest problem facing the camp now is how to expand the camp with only more than 50 people to a level that can withstand the invasion of an army of 5,000 to 6,000 beastmen within two months.

After listening to Fran's explanation, everyone present felt a heavy pressure.

In addition to this little trouble which was a little far away, the camp now faced a trouble which was very close at hand.

There's not enough food.

Originally, the food reserves in the camp were calculated on a daily basis, and they had only survived until now by relying on hunting and food rations. In the past few days, hunting activities were greatly affected in preparation for the war, and a lot of reserve food was consumed to celebrate the victory.

After the meeting, the joy of victory in the battle had been completely washed away.

The meeting was over and it was getting late. Everyone went back with heavy hearts. Everyone needed time to think about how to solve the above problems.

"Mom." After everyone left, Alyssa asked her mother, "Can we hold on?"

"There will be a way." Ilufa felt a little heavy-hearted and couldn't be optimistic.

"Well..." After a moment's hesitation, Alisa mustered up her courage. "Dad...will he never come back?"

Ilfa was silent. At this moment, she could no longer deceive her daughter.

Her mother's silence told Alisa the answer. Alisa sniffed, held back the tears that were about to flow, then turned and walked out of the tent.

"Where are you going?" Seeing this, Ilufa hurriedly asked her daughter where she was going.

"Go find Lind," Alisa replied.

"Go find Lind?" Ilufa was stunned. It was already dark. Go find Lind at this time!?

"Yes, he asked me to meet him in Efit's tent tonight."

Chapter 81 Your mother is much better than you

What would a thirteen-year-old girl think if, after dark, she accepted the invitation of a twelve-year-old boy and went to the home of another thirteen-year-old girl?

At this moment, Ilufa had all the thoughts that most parents would have, and more.

For example, it's fine if it's just Lind, but what's the point of adding another girl? Daughter, you can't be so wild right from the start!

The mother's excitement lasted only a short while before fading. Linde was only twelve years old, her body had not yet started its second growth spurt, and her daughter's relative who came once a month had not yet come.

Considering his age, he should be here soon... Ilfa tilted his head and thought, but the camp is short of everything right now, what should I do then?

After hesitating for a while, the 29-year-old mother decided to follow secretly, not to eavesdrop, but to be prepared for anything that might happen too soon for both of them.

Inside the camp, illuminated by several campfires, Elisa walked towards Efit's tent.

There weren't many tents in the camp, but there were already clear areas divided. For example, there was a clear isolation area between the tents of nobles and civilians. The only exception was the tavern tent of Efit, which was located together with the noble area.

There must be lighting facilities in the camp. This was Lind's suggestion, and Ilufa also adopted it. Ilufa basically would adopt Lind's suggestions, making Ilufa, the lord, almost like a stamping machine.

Who is the lord after all? Elisa has complained in her heart more than once.

The campfire in the camp was made of wood and animal fat. Resources were scarce in the camp, but these two things were relatively abundant. In the distance, on the lookout tower near the fence, there were several militiamen standing guard.

Since the new beastmen left, the protection of the camp fell on the shoulders of the camp residents. After the baptism of war during the day, these residents could at least serve as qualified soldiers.

How long can this camp last? Alyssa couldn't help but feel a little confused. Food shortage and lack of supplies are both fatal problems. In addition, in two months, thousands of beastmen will come.

What's worse, Elisa's speculation is true. She originally suspected that her father, who went to the Holy Empire to seek reinforcements, would not come back, and now her mother acquiesced.

Children from aristocratic families always mature earlier, especially those from families where their parents are not very harmonious.