Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 165 The girl's blush speaks louder than words

The stars are bright and the sky and earth are vast.

In the desolate and remote wilderness, a lonely moon overlooks the earth.

At this time of year, the land is covered with ice and it is difficult to find people.

The Thorn Legion camp, which stretched for miles, was mostly left with only sparse fire pots between tents emitting faint light. Patrol soldiers silently shuttled between the tents to prevent sneak attacks. There was silence everywhere.

But at this moment, a grand bonfire party was held in the camp of Gaoya Castle.

The frozen lamb and beef were thawed and hung on the grill, roasted by the orange-red flames, causing drops of fat to drip out.

Barrels of ice-cold wine were uncorked and poured into the Penta warriors' stomachs, which were larger than barrels.

When Levi was grilling meat, he used chili powder that he mixed with various spices, which gradually made the group of ice and snow priests who never eat spicy food begin to accept it.

Surprisingly, Maisha spoke very highly of it. She said that she was born in an ordinary family and her family sometimes used chili peppers to flavor the food, but apart from being spicy, it had no special characteristics.

And the Lord's use of it is simply ingenious.

It is only slightly spicy, but it also covers up the mutton smell and exudes a unique aroma.

"Your Excellency, we are flattered by your hospitality. Please allow us to perform the war dance of the Penta clan to express our gratitude."

When the party was at its most lively, Panda stood up and said.

"I've heard of the Panta clan's war dance for a long time, but I've never seen it." Levi nodded with a smile on his face.

Dozens of Panda warriors walked to the open space, lined up neatly, and under the leadership of Panda, danced the oldest war dance unique to the Panta clan.

The yearning for beauty is a language that can be understood without translation. The War Dance orcs can also speak it. Levi can see it every time there is a gathering in High Cliff Castle.

But the war dance of this group of Pandaren warriors is unique. The movements seem slow but are actually smooth and unique in charm, and there are also some martial arts mixed in between the movements.

If the barbarians' war dance gives people a primitive feeling of fighting wild bears and staining the sky with blood.

Then the war dance of this group of Pandaren gives people a feeling of mountains and flowing water, and unshakable rock.

Even though there are thorns all over the road ahead, it remains unafraid.

The lord led the crowd in thunderous applause.

"My lord, do you know that the winter solstice is the most important festival for the northerners?" Maisha held the heated wine with a longing look on her face.

"Because the people of the North believe that this day is the day when power is transferred and the Ice and Snow Goddess rules the world."

"Families of all sizes will gather together on this day, eat delicious meals, drink warm and sweet goat milk, and dance a bolero at the end to welcome the goddess, because they believe that the goddess will bless them in the days to come."

In the north, where 70 to 80 percent of people believe in the goddess of ice and snow, they prefer winter to spring because heavy and tiring work will stay away from them in this season, and they will spend this beautiful winter in their own warm rooms.

Therefore, the Winter Solstice is also their most important festival, comparable to the Spring Festival in their previous lives.

Levi knew a little about this common sense and nodded.

Maisha took a sip of ale, then stood up and walked to the open space next to the campfire and stood there.

"Although it's still some time before the winter solstice, the snow and ice this year are coming faster than ever before."

She looked at the lord, her little face flushed red by the orange-yellow firelight, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was the girl's blush or the color of the firelight.

"My lord, although it may be abrupt, I would like to ask you to dance a bolero with me to celebrate this year's winter solstice in advance." The girl plucked up the courage and spoke out her wish loudly.

High Cliff Castle is very different. Although she has only been there for a while, Maisha can feel the unrestrained sense of freedom here.

Humans can talk about interesting things with orcs, and pandas and orc barbarians can hug each other's necks and call each other brothers.

This place seems like a big family that embraces everyone without discrimination.

This lord was even more peaceful and easy to get along with. He had no airs at all, and some of his ideas were in perfect agreement with hers. He was like an omniscient god who knew everything she was thinking.

"Boss, agree to it quickly." Zat, a reckless man, was eager to watch the fun and took the lead in whistling.

"That's right, boss. Although I am an orc, I know that this girl is very beautiful."

"Yes, sir, please agree to it. We Feders will never refuse a girl's request."

The soldiers of Gaoyabao were enjoying the fun and started teasing their leader.

The Pandaren warriors sipped the wine in big gulps, grinning from ear to ear.

They haven't been able to drink so happily for a long time, so they have to drink to their heart's content tonight.

Panda's face showed reminiscence, and there was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth as he recalled the past. He had lived in human society for a long time and figured out something from a human girl.

That is, a girl's blushing is better than any words... Hmm... It was such a long time ago...

It travels in the sky.

Fu Jin wanted to say something, but when he saw the girl's stubborn eyes, he fell silent again and stroked the sapphire on his cane alone.

As Maisha's teacher, he knew his student's character very well.

Although I really want to tell the girl that some things are destined not to belong to her, even if she tries hard to get them, it will all be in vain in the end.

But Fu Jin thought about his youth. At that time, he was also unable to condense the magic seed and was laughed at by everyone as "the useless Fu Jin with no magic". But he still insisted on meditating. Today, he has become an intermediate magician, far surpassing those who laughed at him.

Only Mir was stunned, with a look of alertness on his face, feeling a strong sense of crisis.

It was obvious that he and his sister arrived first, but even his sister hadn't danced the duet with her future brother-in-law yet!
He got excited and said quickly, "Miss Maisha, I can dance with you too."

"Jump, are you an adult? Just jump!"

"Be careful, I'll tell your sister when I get back!"

The lord gave the boy a slap on the face, then patted his butt and stood up from the ground.

"Maisha, although I really want to dance the Bolero with you, to be honest, I am from the South and I don't know how to dance this dance."

It is rare that the Lord spoke the truth.

Frankly speaking, speaking from my conscience, whether it is for poaching or something else, agreeing to dance is obviously the easiest way to improve favorability.

But the lord really doesn't know how to dance this dance. If he tries to show off his wealth, it would be embarrassing, but if he destroys the image he has built up, it would be a waste of time.

Maisha smiled, "Sir..."

(End of this chapter)