Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

The identity of the people who attacked and massacred the entire Tyke tribe is not difficult to guess. They are all human, well-equipped, and well-organized. At the same time, there is only one answer to the above conditions: professional soldiers.

On this isolated island of Aiwozhen, there appeared a large number of professional soldiers. The first reaction was that they were the defenders who broke through the siege after being dispersed during the first siege of the Chaos Beastmen.

In today's era, it is very normal for professional soldiers to become bandits. There is even no difference between many professional soldiers and bandits. They do what bandits do and what bandits don't do. The only difference is that professional soldiers will be more restrained when they are in their own territory, after all, the lord still has to collect taxes.

But one thing that Tek described caught Lind's attention: everyone had the same pattern on their bodies.

The Shield, all those born into the Holy Empire, realized what Tyke was talking about.

According to Tek's description, Lind drew a shield pattern on the ground with a wooden stick.

"The Eagle Claw Blood Lion of the Pruwa Family..." Looking at the pattern drawn by Lind on the ground, Winter, as a knight, recognized it immediately. "Impossible..."

"Why not?" Lind raised his head and asked Winter. "Mr. Tek's description, huge claws, blood-red erect monster, doesn't it fit perfectly?"

"It does fit, but..." Winter frowned. "This is Ivozhen Island, not Batoran?"

"Besides, Mr. Tek is a beastman after all. He has never seen a shield emblem. There must be more than one shield emblem that fits his description." Winter retorted.

The so-called coat of arms is simply a badge in the shape of a shield. Almost all noble families have a pattern representing their family, that is, a family emblem, and a coat of arms is a badge drawn in the shape of a shield.

It is said that the earliest purpose of inventing the shield emblem was to distinguish between the enemy and us on the battlefield. In addition to family emblems, there are also territory emblems, organization emblems, national emblems and other similar things.

"After saying so much, why not just let Mr. Tek identify it and see if it is true, isn't that enough?" Seeing that Winter had a different opinion, Lind directly suggested, "Can't we let Mr. Tek identify it for a while?"

Soon, Taike, who had just left not long ago, was called back.

"Your Majesty, your name is..." After Tek came in, he was about to bow his head to salute, but then he saw the shield emblem painted on the ground. His pupils suddenly dilated and his whole body trembled with anger.

"That's the pattern!" Before Lind could ask, Tek roared. "That's it! On those butchers! That's the pattern!"

"Your Majesty the Beast King!" After seeing the pattern on his enemy's body, Tek knelt down and shouted to Lind. "Please tell me! What does this pattern mean!"

"...This is the family emblem of the Pruya family of the Batoran Kingdom." After looking at the others, Lind told Tek the meaning of this pattern.

"Batoran... Proya..." Tek repeated these words as if he wanted to engrave them into his mind.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty the Beast King, for letting me know the identity of my enemy." After deeply engraving this name in his mind, Tek bowed his head deeply to Linde again.

"I will avenge you. Now you go and have a rest. I will call you if I need you." Lind nodded, and let Tek go to rest.

After Tek left, Lind looked at Winter and asked with his eyes if he had any questions.

"It's actually the Pruya family..." Winter, as a standard knight, obviously found it difficult to accept such an answer.

"You find it hard to accept, right?" Linde said with a wry smile.

Except for Lind and Winter, the expressions on the faces of the humans present were more or less helpless. The Kingdom of Batoran, the Pruwa family, once these key words were spoken, many things became clear.

But there were not only humans present, there were also beastmen, and the beastmen present all looked bewildered and confused.

"Um..." The chief of the sheep beastmen, Benio, raised his hand like a student speaking, indicating that he had a question. "Who are they?"

"Simply put, it's a group of knights." Linde replied. "A group of knights from across the sea."

"Knight?" Benio thought for a moment, then looked at Lind in surprise. "Same as you?"

Most beastmen only know two identities of Lind: the son of the Earth Mother Goddess and the new beastman king, with no particular order of titles. Most beastmen don't know other titles such as the construction manager of the new Dundalk Territory and the baron, and they are not interested in knowing.

But some new beastmen who deal with Lind more often know that Lind has other identities, such as a knight's squire.

"Yes, they are my colleagues." Linde nodded bitterly. "Not only me, but also Sir Winter and Sir Ram. They are both knights."

"Then...why did they massacre an entire tribe?" Benio asked in confusion.

"It's not clear yet." Linde crossed his arms. "This needs to be investigated, and we need to investigate the facts. We can't just listen to the one-sided story of this guy named Tyke."

"In addition to the massacre, there is another key issue." Linde looked at everyone seriously.

"Where are they from?" Elisa continued.

After Tek identified the other party as a member of the Pruva family from the Batoran Kingdom across the sea, all the humans present realized the same question at the same time: where did the other party come from?

"Where else could he have come from? He must have come by boat!" The one who answered Elisa was Ram, a knight who was a mercenary. "He must be some hot-blooded brat who came here at this time."

"No matter how the other party came, let's do it now." Linde concluded, and then looked at Linde Lord Ilufa.

"Hmm... Hmm?" After being stared at for a while, Illufa finally reacted in a daze. "You want me to make the decision?"

"Madam, you are the lord here, so this should be decided by you," Linde said in a frown. This problem obviously went beyond the issue of camp construction, but was a problem between the two forces. "Please make the decision."

Linde said with some resentment. During this period, Ilufa had directly left many things in the camp to Linde to handle, without worrying that Linde would rebel one day.

"First, send someone to the crime scene to investigate and see if what Tek said is true." Ilufa thought for a moment and ordered. "Also, be prepared for war."

Chapter 340: Vassals and Lords

Linde actually had some resentment towards Ilufa, because the other party almost handed over all the work of the entire camp to him.

They plan the camp themselves, receive new residents themselves, and plan and build it themselves. It is really like a brick of feudalism, placed wherever it is needed.

Of course, this does not mean that Ilufa does not do anything. On the contrary, Ilufa has always been very diligent in magic, especially in the design of the expansion part of the magic machine. It is true that the magic machine has great power, but to use this power for work, it still needs further transformation.

But this still couldn't change the feeling that Ilufa was a hands-off boss to Linde. At first, Linde accepted the position of camp construction supervisor because no one else knew how to do it and he was the only one who knew a little bit. But now, as the camp is getting bigger and bigger and more and more people come, Linde feels more and more that Ilufa has left most of the things to him.

Frankly speaking, Lind now has the most troops in the New Dundalk Territory, especially the large number of new beastmen who have defected. If Lind wants, he can always do something to overthrow the powerful and press Ilufa and Alisa to the bed to inject genetic factors.

But Lind is not such a person. Ilufa dared to delegate power to such an extent, in addition to the fact that there was really no one else to use, it can be seen that Lind's personality was also an important reason.

Ilufa could see that Linde had no ambition for power, and what he pursued were other things.

"What!? Prepare for war!?" Winter's reaction was the biggest after Ilfa's order was issued. He immediately dissuaded her, "Madam! We have a contract with the Batoran Kingdom! If we start a war without authorization, it will break the contract!"

"I understand your concerns, Sir Winter." Illufa put his hands together and placed them on his chin. "The Kingdom of Batoran does have a contract with the Holy Empire, and I have no intention of breaking the contract between the two parties. But the current situation is that the Pruva family of Batoran took the lead in attacking my... vassal of my vassal. As a vassal of a vassal, I have the obligation to protect my vassal of my vassal!"

"Vassal of a vassal?" Elisa was stunned.

"Linde is my vassal, and the ones who were attacked and massacred were Linde's vassal. Is there a problem?" Ilfa explained.

Ilfa had conferred the title of Baron on Lind, and then Lind was elected as the Beast King by the new Beastmen. In this case, it seems that what Ilfa said is not wrong.

But it always sounds like something is wrong, with a kind of aesthetic feeling of mixing different systems.

In response to Ilufa's statement, Linde raised his eyebrows and said nothing. The beastmen present saw that Linde had no reaction, so they did not react. After seeing that Linde had no reaction, Ilufa breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.

The education received by female nobles and male nobles is different. The education received by male nobles is mainly focused on becoming lords, while the education received by female nobles is mainly focused on giving birth to offspring to continue the family. The different educational emphases also cause the male and female nobles to have very different perspectives on things.

Ilufa has not received any education on how to govern a territory, and he doesn't even know half a bucket of knowledge on how to build and manage a territory. That's why he relies so much on Lind, and even has a tendency to become a hands-off boss.

But after all, she had been a countess for more than a decade, and had also been a religious saint. She had heard and seen all the dirty things among the nobles, even if she didn't want to learn about them. She had more or less seen some of them. For example, a vassal would not necessarily be a vassal forever, especially when the vassal was more powerful than the lord...

Linde today is a typical example. Although he is a vassal, his strength is already overwhelmingly stronger than his own lord. If Linde really wants to do something, he will be completely unable to stop him.

Fortunately, Linde, a powerful vassal, has no intention of rebellion, at least not now, but people's hearts will change. Not now does not mean there will be no rebellion in the future. As for how to win over powerful vassals, the best way is still marriage.

So, Elisa, it depends on your awareness.

The vassal needs to be loyal to the lord, and the lord needs to protect the vassal's territory. Based on this reason, Ilufa ordered that in addition to investigation, preparations for war should be made. Regardless of whether there is a contract or not, since the other party has already taken action, we must be prepared for the battle.

After the order was given, the meeting was adjourned and everyone left to make preparations.

Lind fully agreed with Ilufa's order. We can't just listen to one person's opinion on this matter. To be on the safe side, we should at least investigate the specific situation.

If the situation is true, and the other party has no legitimate reason, such as the tribe secretly believes in an evil god or something, then there is nothing to say, just a comparison of who has the bigger fist.

"Your Highness, the Son of God~" After the meeting, the little rabbit Judy jumped to Lind's side. "I have something to ask you."

"Just ask if you have anything to ask." Lind casually touched the other's head. Judy, like Schnee, was like a cute little animal, and she couldn't control her hands every time.

Judy enjoyed Lind's touch, squinting her eyes and looking like she was enjoying it. After Lind finished touching her, Judy pricked up her ears and asked, "Can you tell me in detail about those knights you mentioned? I really want to know how to kill them."

As Judy spoke, she pulled out a pitch-black, completely non-reflective dagger from somewhere behind her back.

"Where did you get this dagger?" Linde was stunned when he saw the dagger in the other person's hand.

"This one," Judy said boastfully. "Mr. Ram said that black daggers don't reflect light and are more suitable for assassinations, so I asked Uncle Stanley to modify the daggers of all our tribes, and now they look like this."

Looking at the lively and cute little rabbit in front of him, holding a dagger in his hand and talking about killing happily, Linde felt the corners of his mouth twitching.

This feels really weird. You, the Killer Rabbit Tribe, should just set up a special independent organization in the future. It's such a waste to use them as soldiers.

Lind has already thought of a name for the organization: the Assassin's Court.

"Knights..." Lind looked thoughtful. "First of all, the knights of Batoran are different from the knights of the Holy Empire, that is, Sir Ram and Sir Winter. They are more, um... extreme?"

"Like those nuns?" Judy gave an example.

"No, no, no, they are different from the Sisters of War." Lind shook his head. "The knights of Batoran... how should I put it? They have their own chivalrous virtues that they abide by, but those are only the virtues they think they have."

Judy blinked her dark red eyes, her big eyes full of confusion.

"It's hard to explain in a few words. Let me give you an example." Lind raised a finger. "The knights of Batoran would swear to protect the peasants in their territory, and then take away 90% of the peasants' food, leaving them to starve to death."

Chapter 341: The Knights of Batoran

The residents of Aiwozhen Island live a very isolated life. The island is not big to begin with, with an area equivalent to four Tongliao areas, and Chaos Beastmen occupy nearly half of it. What's more, the new Beastmen have no decent civilization and no ability to build ships for long voyages. If there were no immigrants from the Old World, and the new Beastmen relied solely on themselves, it would take an unknown amount of time for them to get rid of their tribal state.

Due to the lack of contact with the outside world, the new beastmen on Ivozhen Island are simple and honest at best, and ignorant at worst. In short, Judy the little rabbit didn't understand almost half of the words just now.

"Take away 90% of the food?" Little rabbit Judy's red eyes were full of confusion. "Why?"

"Because of taxation." Lind patiently explained. "In Batoran, the knights and nobles would take away almost 90% of the farmers' food in the name of protecting them."

"Taxes..." Judy lowered her head, thinking. "Is it the protection fee paid to the powerful beastmen?"

"...A bit similar." Linde was stunned for a moment, then nodded awkwardly.

The level of civilization of the Beastmen is almost at the tribal stage, and due to their hostile instinct towards civilization, the Chaos Beastmen have no possibility of civilizational progress. The New Beastmen are much better than the Chaos Beastmen, at least they are willing to communicate with humans, but their level of civilization is still too low, and they have no concept of taxation.

At least among the new beastmen on the island of Ivozhen, there is no concept of taxation, but the powerful tribes do collect protection fees or ransoms from the weak tribes. Little rabbit Judy takes these two seriously.

"But even if it's protection money, they shouldn't take 90%." Then, Judy said in confusion, "If they take 90%, won't the farmers starve to death? If the farmers are starving to death, who will they continue to collect protection money from?"

"To the children of farmers." Lin's tone was full of helplessness. "The children of farmers are still farmers, and when their parents starve to death, they will immediately be burdened with heavy debts because of the taxes their parents owe."

"...How strange." Judy blinked her red eyes, full of confusion.

"I'll tell you slowly later." Linde finally touched Judy's head.

After separating from the little rabbit, Lind went to do his own thing. However, Lind had similar feelings to Judy about Batoran.

strangeness.

No, it should be said absurd.

Batoran, located to the west of the Holy Empire and bordering the Holy Empire, is the country with the strongest military power in the human world besides the Holy Empire. In some aspects, its reputation is even higher than that of the Holy Empire.

The kingdom of knights, this is how most people perceive Batoran. In the entire Batoran Kingdom, all the nobles, from the lowest manor owners to the noble King of Batoran, are all knights.

Linde is a knight's squire. As long as he grows up smoothly, he will become a knight. Therefore, Linde in the past had an instinctive liking for Batoran. In Linde's original cognition, Batoran is a holy land for knights, and the knights of Batoran are a symbol of virtue and a model of knights.

But for the present Linde, that is, the Linde who traveled through time, after learning about this country of knights in detail through the memories in his mind, he believes that Batoran is a deformed country, an absurd country, a country that is more feudal and dark than the Holy Empire.

How has such a country been running without exploding till now?!

If it is finally confirmed that the people coming are indeed the knights of Batoran, then there will be nothing that can be done.

"Fight." Lind was ready to fight.

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"Sir! Not far ahead! We have found the remains of a city! Judging from the traces left behind! It should be the site of the Holy Empire's colonial city, Velcro!"

"Okay, I see. It looks like the direction is correct. Let's send the beastman who led the way on his way."

"Yes, sir!" The reporting soldier saluted, turned and left. After a while, a desperate plea for mercy came from the direction he was walking, followed by the sound of a sharp sword chopping and a scream.

"How horrible." Hearing the scream, the young knight on horseback had a look of disgust on his face. "What a filthy thing. It doesn't even have the courage to die. It's not decent at all."

"After all, they are evil chaotic creatures. Let alone asking them to have the honor of a knight, they can't even pay taxes like peasants." A servant in his thirties beside the young knight said flatteringly.

Near the ruins of Victor, a colonial city of the Holy Empire, a troop of nearly a thousand people was advancing towards the ruins of Victor.

The army was clearly divided into two parts: one part was led by knights riding tall horses, wearing armor and beautiful clothes, and the other part was composed of peasants, or serfs, wearing simple clothes, with pale faces and thin bodies, and numb eyes.

From their attire, it was clear that this was an immigrant group made up of soldiers and immigrants. There were about 200 soldiers, about 20 of them were on horseback, and the rest were equipped with a variety of weapons, including spears and bows and arrows. They looked like a standard combination of knights and followers.

The more than 20 cavalrymen, or knights, were clearly divided into different levels. Although they were all knights and all wore armor, each knight's armor was different, and no one was repeated. This was also one of the characteristics of knights' equipment. All weapons and equipment were custom-made, from war horses to swords in their hands. None of them were issued by the lords they were loyal to. All knights brought their own and went to the battlefield to kill people at their own expense.

Since everything was at their own expense, there was no need to think about uniforms. Without uniforms, it would be impossible to distinguish between friend and foe. In order to distinguish between friend and foe, the only thing knights had in common was the shield. The knights would mark their shield in a prominent position on their bodies.

Among this group of knights, the one who was most gorgeously dressed and the most eye-catching was a young man.