Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

Linde also wanted to join in, but most civilians were concerned about Linde's noble status and did not dare to play with him. Even if they were willing, they were still restrained. After trying several times, Linde was about to give up, and then a figure appeared in front of Linde.

"My dear sir, may I ask you to dance with me?" Just as Lind was about to find a place to rest, or simply join the chess game between the mother and daughter, Efit suddenly jumped out.

"Aifite." Lind was startled by the sudden appearance of Aifite. "Don't jump out like that next time. It's bad for your heart."

"Hehehe~" Efit chuckled with his hands covering his mouth.

It was already dusk, and the bonfire in the center of the square was lit, with people already dancing around it. When it got completely dark, it was time for the celebration banquet to end.

Efit extended his hand to Lind in an invitation. After a moment's hesitation, Lind smiled and took Efit's hand.

"For this kind of thing, it should be the man who invites the woman, right?" Lin De said with a flattering smile.

"Then you, sir, are the beautiful noble lady, and I am the handsome knight who invited you~!" Efit followed Lind's words and then pulled Lind towards the campfire.

Those dancing around the campfire were not regular dancers. To the sound of crude musical instruments, the residents twisted their bodies in various ways. Some new beastmen were also brought in to join in, twisting their bodies in even more clumsy ways.

However, in the chaotic dance floor, there was a pair of dancers who danced very differently, very professionally and very pleasing to the eye. They were Lind and Efit.

Needless to say, although ballroom dancing is not a combat skill, as one of the essential skills for socializing, knights still need to learn ballroom dancing. Therefore, although he is unfamiliar with it, compared with the people around him, it is definitely a dimensionality reduction attack.

But compared to Efit, Lind's dance was like that of a beginner. Even though he was not proficient in dance, Lind could feel that Efit's dance skills were so strong that he was like a puppet, being guided by Efit.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Lind was also surprised that Efit could even dance ballroom dance.

"Where did you learn ballroom dancing?" Lind asked out of curiosity.

"I once learned from a masked dancer, but I don't know who he was." Efit answered confidently.

Masked Dancer? It sounds like the name of some mysterious organization.

As time went by, fewer and fewer people were dancing. Lind suddenly discovered that some dancing men and women would hold hands and go to an empty tent together after leaving the dance floor.

Seeing this, Linde suddenly remembered that there was an unwritten rule in this kind of country party.

At this moment, Lind's palm was suddenly pinched by his little finger.

Linde's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked at his dance partner seriously. Efit still had that gentle and bright smile, but her big watery eyes seemed to be saying something silently under the light of the bonfire.

In the lonely bonfire dances at the country parties of the Holy Empire, there is an unwritten rule that if the two dancers are interested in getting to know each other better after the dance, they will use their little fingers to scratch the palm of the other person's hand, which means something like "Do you want to date?"

If the other party agrees, then push it back, which means "hmm".

As for why Lind, who was less than thirteen years old, knew this unspoken rule, that is another story. It can only be said that a beautiful boy like Lind is very attractive to some weird aunts and sisters.

Was it an accident? Looking at Efit, who looked normal, Lind felt that he might have made a mistake or touched it by mistake. But then, Efit's movements became bolder, and all kinds of physical friction continued.

Then Lind deeply felt how good the physical fitness of the fourteen-year-old Efit was. He could even press many adults against the wall.

The friction of the body also made Lind's heart beat faster because of the dance. In order to avoid embarrassment, Lind tried to control the movement of his body and keep up with Efit's dance steps, but as Efit's dance steps became more and more intense, Lind still couldn't keep up.

The moment their eyes met, Lind saw a word in Efit's eyes.

Respond to me.

Linde had to admit that he was shamefully moved.

"Your Highness, the Son of God." Just when Lind's little finger was about to move uncontrollably, Fran's voice brought Lind's confused thoughts back to normal.

Like a high school student who secretly watched Liu Bei being caught, Lind hurriedly let go of Efit. At the moment of separation, Efit's eyes flashed with murderous intent for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.

"What's the matter?" Linde asked guiltily.

Fran did not speak immediately, but stared at the tight pants of His Highness the Son of God.

Chapter 275: The Thoughts of Mother and Daughter

While the people in the camp were enjoying the games and dancing, several nobles did not join in. Ilufa and Elisa, mother and daughter, were playing the nobles' game under the protection of two knights and several militiamen.

"Checkmate." The beautiful mother moved her queen, completely sealing the outcome of the game. "You lose again."

"It's three to zero now, Miss Alisa." Ram, who was watching the game on the side, said to Alisa with a smile.

"No! Another round! Another round!" Having lost three rounds in a row, Alisa, who was filled with anger, was unwilling to accept the defeat and demanded another round. "My knight made a wrong move just now! Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost! Just a little bit! Just a little bit! I would have won!"

"Okay, let's play another game." Illufa smiled evilly and agreed to play another game. It must be said that sometimes bullying children and bullying weak ones is good for maintaining mental health. Of course, the mental health of the bullied children is another matter.

The chess that the mother and daughter played was a popular tabletop game among the nobles of the Holy Empire, called Imperial Chess. It was somewhat similar to the chess that Lind played before he crossed over, but it was not known whether it was because of the existence of magic and gods, and it was quite different from chess.

In addition to chess, there are some other table games that nobles use to kill time, such as cards, but due to the complexity and time constraints, they have not been copied yet. Now only the Imperial Chess has been copied.

The mother and daughter did not participate in the celebration of the common people. This is also the norm in the Holy Empire. The nobles and common people play their own games. The nobles cannot play with the common people because of the difference in status. As a result, many noble games are not accessible to the common people, such as this imperial chess. The nobles generally think that the common people are not worthy of playing this. What level are you, playing the same game as me?

Of course, Lind didn't care. He played with both commoners and nobles.

While placing the chess pieces, Alyssa glanced at the civilians in the open space of the square. At this time, the bonfire had been lit, and pairs of men and women were dancing around the bonfire, which was considered a violent dance in the eyes of the nobles.

But soon, Alisa was attracted by one of the dancers. There were two reasons for her attraction. One was that the dancers danced so well, forming a sharp contrast with the dancers around them who twisted their bodies casually. The second reason was that the two dancers were Lind and Efit.

After staring for a while, Elisa couldn't help but clench the chess piece that symbolized the knight in her hand. She used such great force that the knight's neck was about to be broken.

The two bodies were so close that they were practically rubbing against each other.

Alisa couldn't help but think of what her court dance teacher had taught her. Dance is a part of socializing and also a part of expressing emotions. When there are things that you dare not say to the person you love, you can express them through dance.

A woman's instinct made Alisa feel that Efit seemed to be saying "Do you want to?" to Lind through dancing.

"Hmm?" Soon, Ilfa also noticed his daughter's strangeness, looked in the direction her daughter was looking, and immediately understood what her daughter was thinking.

At that moment, Ilufa smiled as if her daughter had finally come to her senses. She was subconsciously paying attention to Lind dancing with other women, which was a good thing.

But wasn't this little girl Efit a little... too close?

Ilufa himself did not realize that, like his daughter, he was holding the knight's flag so tightly in his hand that his neck was almost broken.

Efit is the same age as Elisa. Although she is a commoner, she is very capable. Not to mention in the camp, even in the palace, Ilfa thinks Efit is qualified to be a female official.

To be honest, Iluffa likes Efit very much. He is pretty, spiritual, and speaks nicely. If not for this, Iluffa would not have made Efit a non-hereditary lord.

But now, Efit's actions seemed to Ilufa a bit over the line. They were all women, and Ilufa could tell at a glance what Efit's dance meant.

Someone is seducing his son-in-law.

At this moment, the dance ended, the bonfire slowly went out, and the dancers gradually dispersed, either leaving alone or looking for a place to go together. To Ilufa's relief, Linde did not go to the Sixth Dreamland Tavern hand in hand with Efit, but was stopped by Fran.

Seeing the two separate, Alyssa subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and then saw her mother's meaningful smile.

After a moment of hesitation, Alyssa's face turned red. She dropped the chess piece without saying a word and ran away from the table.

"Mom! I'm tired! Let's stop here today! I'm going to go back and rest first!" Eliza shouted while running.

"Haha, it's great to be young." Ilfa smiled.

"Madam, you are still very young." Ram next to her flattered.

"Stop flattering me, I'm almost thirty." Illufa said with a wry smile. "Sir Ram, are you interested in playing a round with me?"

"Of course, it's my honor." Ram said, and sat down opposite Ilfa excitedly.

Ilufa didn't plan to intervene in the matter between Efit and Lind for the time being. Firstly, nothing had happened between the two of them, so it would be inappropriate for him to intervene. Secondly, having someone to compete with could also catalyze Elisa's sense of crisis.

In terms of appearance, Alisa is slightly inferior to Efit, but overall they are on the same level, each has its own strengths, and in terms of body shape... I can only say that Alisa needs to wait a little longer. In terms of talent, the two are completely different and cannot be quantified and compared, but with the blessing of their status, Ilufa is sure that Alisa can beat Efit.

Let them fight it out. Ilufa took one last look at Lind and Efit who was leaving in a huff.

Ram looked at his boss's wife with deep eyes as she was gazing at the young rookie "affectionately", and became even more certain that he had witnessed something that was just like the plot of some ancient drama.

On the other side, Lind, who was the focus of much attention, immediately let go of his partner out of guilt after hearing Fran's voice.

A flash of murderous intent flashed across Efit's eyes when he was pushed away, but he hid it well and was not noticed.

"Master, it seems that Grandma Fran has something important to discuss with you." Efit immediately put on an impeccable smile. "Business is more important, I will not disturb you two."

"I enjoyed the dance today." Before leaving, Efit smiled at Lind. "Master, you can come to the Sixth Dreamland to find me anytime."

After saying that, Efit bowed to the two of them and turned away.

"It seems like I came at the wrong time?" Noticing Lind's tight pants, Fran regretted coming over at this time.

"No! You came at the right time!" Linde said loudly. "Just in time! I just happened to have something to discuss with you!"

Chapter 276 Temple of the Mother Earth

"It seems that I came at the wrong time." "No! You came at the right time!" According to the normal process, Lind should hug Efit and Fran in his arms and complete the achievement of "You are all my wings."

But unfortunately, Efit had already walked away, and Lind subconsciously felt that it was weird to hold Fran and Efit at the same time, just like inserting the wrong building blocks.

But from Lind's perspective, Fran came at the right time. Efit's dance and some small movements, whether intentional or accidental, made Lind feel itchy. The amount of hormones that grew with his height made Lind particularly excited, and he had the urge to ejaculate.

The psychological reaction caused by the increased secretion of hormones cannot be overcome by willpower alone. If the mind could overcome the influence of hormones so easily, there wouldn't be so many SeTu brothers.

Lind himself was not sure how old his body was now. He planned to test it tomorrow morning. But his actual age was still twelve and a half, close to thirteen. Efit was almost fourteen years old. According to the customs of this world, she could get married, which meant she could have children. But Lind thought it was not possible. It was too early and would definitely hurt her body.

The bloody lesson of the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty is right before our eyes!

Did I come at the right time? Fran was shocked. Combined with the tight pants of the Son of God and the high flagpole, Fran couldn't help but have some wild thoughts.

According to his own observation, Shen Zi definitely likes big ones, big from all angles. After all, subconscious reactions cannot be faked. And Fran is also very self-aware and knows that she perfectly meets Shen Zi's preferences.

For believers, offering oneself is the best way to prove one's piety. As a converted shaman, offering oneself to the Son of God is undoubtedly one of the best ways to prove one's piety. Fran has long been aware of this, but isn't it a little too sudden?

And can Shenzi's body handle it? Although he is still a rookie, the physical strength of the new beastman is no joke to humans.

"You've come just in time. I just happened to have something to ask you." Linde smiled and walked towards Fran, holding the holy sword, as if he was looking for the scabbard. Fran also subconsciously adjusted her body and aimed the scabbard at the holy sword.

"I was originally planning to discuss it with Grandpa Sal, but since you're here, I'll ask you first." Linde said kindly.

What? Sal? Fran was stunned and stopped adjusting her direction.

Shenzi, you not only want a man, but an old one too? Fran blinked, and then finally realized that Shenzi was not asking her to offer herself as a token of loyalty.

While feeling regretful, Fran also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If she was really the first one, not to mention the other new beastmen, the two sisters Katie and Kitama would chase her around the entire Iwojin Island with axes.

"It's not convenient to talk here. Can we go to your tent?" Lind asked.

Fran was confused again. Son of God, do you really want to do it?

While Fran was confused, the two of them came to the tent where Fran lived, one in front and one behind.

As time goes by, new tents are constantly being built in the camp. Although some people still live in "dormitories", some people can live in single rooms.

Fran is one of them. As the shaman of the Mother Earth, she has a tent to herself, and it is not a small one.

Walking into the tent, it was pitch black. Fran asked Lind to wait for a moment and went to light the lamp. After a while, with Fran's meaningless prayer, the divine flame lit the oil lamp and illuminated the tent.

The tent was spacious, with an open space at the entrance. A carpet made of animal skins and straw was laid on the open space, and right in front of the carpet was a shrine.

The shrine looks like a big tree with lush branches and leaves. It is the shrine of the Mother Goddess of the Earth.

"This is my first time visiting your temple." Linde raised an eyebrow. "I am really not pious."

"If even you are not pious, then we are all blasphemous heretics." Fran joked.

"This is my first time in your temple." Linde walked to the shrine and reached out to touch it curiously. "I didn't expect you to be the first one to build a temple. I thought Grandpa Sal would build it."

"Saar seemed to have some special insights, so he didn't build a temple dedicated to the Earth Mother." Fran bowed to the shrine of the Earth Mother. "Except for Mr. Sal, I am the most experienced former Chaos Shaman here, so I built the first temple dedicated to the Earth Mother in the camp."

As a former Chaos Shaman who was influenced by Linde's superb missionary methods and converted to the Mother Earth, Fran is more concerned about spreading the message of the Mother Earth than Thrall. It is not known whether it is because of the convert's fanaticism.

Although she was wearing the nun's uniform of the Divine Emperor Church, it did not seem pious at all.

In short, Fran built the first temple of the Mother Earth in the camp and engaged in religious activities, which Linde knew.

Although Linde was somewhat unhappy about the religious activities, since they were preaching the Mother Earth, Linde acquiesced and did not stop it.

Looking at the shrine of the Earth Mother in front of him, Lind couldn't help but think of what happened last time when he saw the portrait of the Emperor in the monastery of the battle sisters. As he thought about this, the sacred mark of the Earth Mother on Lind's chest became hot again. Faintly, Lind seemed to see the shrine in front of him, waving at him like a mother.

How a tree waves, Lind black line.

"Who usually comes here?" Linde asked casually.

"Most of them are new beastmen, but recently there have also been human believers coming to pray," Fran replied.

Humans? Linde was a little surprised. The Earth Mother already had human believers?

"I have never preached actively." Fran raised her hands to indicate that it had nothing to do with her.

"Be careful not to get into conflict with the nuns of the Divine Emperor Church," Lind warned.

"I will," Fran said softly.