The lord is red again

A pleasant exchange dinner, literally.

Lind was full, not literally, but mentally.

Living in a fairy-tale-like world, he instinctively felt uncomfortable, and this awkward feeling was even more uncomfortable than the first time he knew he was an NPC in the game.

As an NPC, as a red-name monster, he at least had a set of logic that was in line with the operation of the world, such as the experience he would get if he was killed by an undead, such as the way to upgrade, the potion for job transfer, etc.

But fairy tales are different, there is no need to reason at all.

He returned to the hotel and lay back on the bed. He did not appear again for the whole day, but waited until the bonfire party in the evening before he appeared.

The fire flickered.

The moonlight tonight was very beautiful, and the gentle wind passed through the forest and shook the leaves, making a rustling sound.

Fireflies were like stars picked from the Milky Way in the sky, swaying and floating down, landing on the tip of the nose. People would subconsciously stare at it with cross-eyed eyes, observe the breathing of fireflies and finally laugh.

The sizzling sound of grilled meat chops sounded delicious.

When Lind walked downstairs, it was already lively outside. Women twisted their waists happily. After a while, a man took the initiative to invite him to dance.

Although Lind forced a smile on his face, he was a bit out of tune with the atmosphere here. In a "fairy tale world", he should be a cold-blooded hunter, a cold-blooded killer, and a villain who helped the evil.

Fortunately, no one thought there was a problem here for the time being.

The children took the initiative to run over and circle around Lind, and he gave the children handfuls of precious candies.

The "poor people in the village" who were so poor that they could only eat "gray meat" and wore "patchwork dresses" were naturally poor and could not afford expensive candies.

It made sense.

"Traveler, sit here."

He was invited to sit down, and then the food was brought to him. The fragrant and sizzling grilled meat was sprinkled with unknown spices. The appearance and taste were far better than last night's dinner.

Lind was not polite and ate with relish.

He could not eat, there were too many ways for him to replenish his body's energy loss, he could also eat, with his current strong digestive ability, if he only used the most ordinary food to supply the body's loss, he would need to eat crazily all the time, eating all the time.

The energy consumed when digesting food, as well as the energy to maintain the body's operation, may be more than the energy consumed by eating.

The fruit was very beautiful, and the red apple just made Linde feel a sweet and sour taste that nourished saliva when he pinched it in his hand. The thin skin made a crisp "crackling" sound when his teeth bit it gently.

Then the sweet apple juice burst into his throat.

He finished the meal in two or three bites.

For nothing else, just for the unique food of the Moon Kingdom, Linde felt that he had to get the divine power here.

"Want to dance together?"

A man next to Linde stood up and walked towards a girl. The two danced in good-natured laughter, and Linde also clapped with everyone.

"Are they a couple?" Linde asked the man next to him.

The man was at a loss: "What?"

"A couple." Linde pointed at the two people who were dancing.

There were many people dancing at this bonfire party, but no one danced better than them. They were like professional dancers.

There were only about twenty people in the small village. There were really many talents.

"No, of course they were not. Today was their first time dancing together." The man shook his head and said with a smile, "But who can tell the future, right?"

Linde nodded, but he didn't believe it in his heart.

Can they dance so well in the first cooperation?

The bonfire party continued, and Linde had to stand up and choose a dance partner under the urging of everyone's eyes.

There were not many people who had not danced at the scene.

There was also a red-haired girl, a blonde girl, and a black-haired girl.

They looked pretty, but they didn't quite meet Linde's aesthetic taste.

Linde's eyes turned, and finally he walked towards the red-haired girl. As a noble, even if he hadn't danced for a few years, he would never be suppressed by a country girl.

Bend down and extend your hand to invite.

When the other's finger landed on Linde's right hand, he smiled, and his surprise at the moment could not be seen from his appearance.

The two danced gracefully, and after their palms touched, the surprise turned into doubt.

"You are from the outside world? Do you have any strange and good stories? Or experiences."

The red-haired girl looked up at Linde, and under the reflection of the bonfire, her somewhat tough features gradually became soft.

"Of course." Linde slowly approached and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against the tip of the other's nose.

The crowd seemed to like watching intimate actions, and some people cheered.

Linde took the opportunity to hug the other's waist, gently exerting force, and the doubts in his heart became heavier.

"What do you want to hear?"

Linde suddenly threw his hand and threw the red-haired girl out with a difficult posture, and then pulled the other's arm to let her spin back into his arms.

"Some, stories."

"I heard a story, and seeing you reminded me of that story, the story of Little Red Riding Hood."

"Little Red Riding Hood?" The red-haired girl suddenly became interested and looked at him with eyes that could reflect the stars.

"Well, it's a very dangerous story, I can be sure!"

Linde told half of the story of Little Red Riding Hood, and then he deliberately stopped: "Sorry, our dance is over."

The red-haired girl was eager to know what happened next, but she still held back.

After returning to the crowd, she turned her head several times to look in Lind's direction.

The man sitting next to Linde whispered: "That girl is attracted to you."

Linde sighed regretfully: "Unfortunately, I seem to have fallen in love with the blonde girl."

"Then invite her to dance."

"May I?"

"It's just a campfire dance and you can invite anyone."

Linde invited the blond girl to dance again, and without asking the other party to ask questions, he took the initiative to talk about "Snow White", but also stopped abruptly at the critical part.

Just like in the story of Little Red Riding Hood, he stopped the story when Little Red Riding Hood went to her grandmother's house. The same goes for Snow White. Did the princess eat the poisoned apple?

Sitting back again, two girls were now looking at him frequently.

"That girl also likes you." The man was surprised.

A charming traveler.

Linde didn't feel any shame at all and said bluntly: "Unfortunately, I seem to prefer the girl with black hair."

Then he stood up directly and walked towards the black-haired girl under everyone's surprised gaze.

As expected, when Lind stopped dancing, three girls set their eyes on him and had no intention of moving away.

Is this how it ends? Of course not.

Linde walked towards the girl who danced very well at the beginning.

There were four people watching him now.

There are only four unmarried girls in the entire village!

"No matter what story I play, the character I play will definitely not be a good person." Linde smiled.

Through physical contact with four girls, he has discovered the problem here.

These people like to listen to stories very much. The reason behind it is unknown, but what is certain is that it is different from the Moon Kingdom that the Prince of Two Swords knew.

Some people will take the initiative to invite him to dinner because of the stories outside, and even the whole village will hold a bonfire dinner for him. Girls can be attracted by his stories.

And the problems he discovered didn't stop there. For example, the red-haired girl he came into contact with had a very strong body. There were calluses on the fingertips, which were worn out by years of sword practice. When she stood, her legs were slightly apart, much like a soldier.

The blonde girl has a faint fragrance, fair skin, and no calluses on her fingers. She is a pampered young lady, and the way she walks can prove this.

The black-haired girl should be an ordinary rural girl. Linde found many needle holes on her fingers, indicating that she often sews and mends. Moreover, her body is also the strongest among the four girls. She must often do it. I work hard and have some fat on my belly.

As for the last one, Linde didn't guess what the other party did, but he noticed that when he led her to dance, the effect was far less effective than that of her and her well-matched dance partner.

Linde thinks that dancing is passable, so why can't he compare to the two people who "danced together for the first time"?

I am normal, but those two people are not normal, not for the first time, but countless times.

Then when it came to telling the story, it was obvious that the campfire party was not important, nor was the dancing. Letting Linde tell the story was the most important part.

Lind thought for a moment and told the story of "The Three Little Pigs" in its entirety, deliberately leaving out the human parts.

Everyone was dissatisfied, but Linde was not prepared to continue talking.

"I'm sleepy. I can't concentrate when my head is sleepy. I yawn~. Thank you everyone for your hospitality. I'll tell you stories next time. I'll definitely do it next time!"

He got up and left directly.

He had some vague guesses about what was going to happen next.

Late at night, the crowd dispersed.

Sleeping soundly in the room.

Until he got up at dawn, Linde slowly came out. The air today felt fresher than yesterday. He even had the urge to stay here forever, never leave again and become a member of this place.

"It's not good!" A child ran over anxiously, and Linde was somewhat impressed by him.

"No! Sister Rila was taken away by the terrible witch in the forest."

The little guy was out of breath.

The surrounding villagers who heard his voice were gathering and discussing.

Linde asked: "Who is Rila?"

"The girl you danced with last night."

"There were four people dancing with me last night." Linde turned around and found no four partners.

He looked down at the little guy: "Kid, if you lie, you will be eaten by the big bad wolf."

The scary witch kidnapped a girl. How did you come back? Nonsense!

If an outsider saves the girl he met at the dance, goes deep into danger, and then... there shouldn't be just one person disappearing, he had four dance partners last night!

"No! Sister Ginny was taken away by the terrible witch in the forest."

"..."

"It's not good! Sister Shelly was taken away by the terrible witch in the forest."

"..."

"It's bad! Sister Sina was taken away by the terrible witch in the forest."

"..."

Very good, all four dance partners were taken away by the witch. Fortunately, there were still enough children, otherwise the actors would have to appear again when the news was leaked.

Then the next plot should be that the powerful alien traveler goes deep into the forest and duels with the witch in order to save his beloved.

"I'm going to save them." Linde said.

"No, it's too dangerous. That witch has terrible magic. She can turn people into lambs and brew terrible potions."

Why didn't you tell me earlier that such a powerful witch can control and make medicine? She must be captured!

Linde shook his head: "After the four dances last night, I have fallen in love with them."

Everyone: "..."

The expression froze for a moment, as if something was about to break, but it recovered quickly.

"Who can tell me the direction?" Linde asked.

"Go deep into the forest, an ugly mushroom house is where the witch lives."

"I will save them!"

Linde picked up the sword and set off quickly, rushing into the forest under the worried gaze of the villagers.

At first, the forest was still green and there were small animals running by.

But as they went deeper, the tree trunks became dry, smoke filled the air, the ground under their feet no longer grew green grass, and even the small animals turned into spiders, lizards, etc.

"Too naive. Why do you think lizards are bad and rabbits are good, just because of their appearance?"

Linde looked far away, through the shadow of the tree trunk that was shaking and wriggling like a black tentacle, and saw the purple mushroom house.

"The stereotype is too strong."

After another inner evaluation, Linde hid his whereabouts and quickly touched the mushroom house.

"Hehe~" A strange laugh came from inside.

He looked in through the window. The old witch was stirring the soup in the huge magic crucible with a wooden stick. The potion was bubbling and emitting a foul smell.

And in the corner, there were four lambs. It seemed that they were the four girls who were turned into sheep.

"3-ring strength."

Linde kicked the door open and strode in.

"Who are you!" The witch looked at Linde nervously.

"Your death is coming!"

Linde stabbed with a sword. The 3-ring witch had only one way to go at such a close distance.

When the other party fell, Linde didn't know if he saw it wrong, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Then he looked at the four sheep.

Save? There's no need.

And he wouldn't save them.

When he was thinking whether to turn around and leave, the four sheep actually bleated at him a few times, and then kept digging the soup in the crucible.

"Is this the antidote?" he asked.

The four sheep nodded together.

He scooped out four bowls with a spoon and placed them in front of the four sheep. The sheep lowered their heads and drank the antidote. In a burst of brilliant fireworks-like transformation effects, they turned into four girls.

The four looked at Linde affectionately: "You saved me!"

"You, don't want to be in love with me?"

...

And in a distant castle study.

On the table, an uncontrolled pen was writing something on the paper.

"... Mr. Candy, the traveler, went deep into the dangerous forest to save his dancing partner that night. He killed the evil old witch with his superb skills and used magic potion to rescue the murdered girls Ella, Ginny, Shelly and Sina. From then on, he lived a happy life with them."

The pen stopped, as if it was struggling with something.

It seemed that this was not right.