Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Leaving the provincial capital and heading west for more than thirty miles, we arrived at a manor built in a river bend valley.

Weilin got off the carriage and looked up. The sky was gradually turning white.

The blue-haired head maid was standing beside the carriage. When she saw the two of them, she bowed her head and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Christ, Master Weilin, please come in."

Upon seeing this, Crest and Weilin walked towards the Bayson Manor, followed closely by the blue-haired head maid, who explained the layout of the manor to them.

The accompanying silver-armored guards had solemn expressions as they waited beside the carriage.

"Lord Crest, Lord Weilin, your Highness has only taken over this manor for half a year. In addition to the serfs tending the orchard, there are only thirteen maids available. Do you need me to transfer some maids from the city?"

Hearing this, Crest stopped, looked at Weilin, and asked, "I don't care, Weilin, what about you?"

"I'm not a pampered person either." Weilin stopped and responded with a smile.

The blue-haired head maid bowed her head and replied, "My Lords, I understand."

The main house of the manor is a three-story brick and stone building with two two-story wooden buildings on both sides.

There are several pavilions built around it, and flowers are planted around it, making it look like a small garden, which is very distinctive.

In front of the main house, a head maid and twelve maids had been waiting there for a long time. When they saw the visitor, they all bowed and saluted to show their respect.

"My Lords, if you have any business, please send someone to the provincial capital."

"kindness."

Crest nodded and waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing to worry about.

Upon seeing this, the blue-haired head maid bowed and saluted, then said goodbye, left the manor and returned to the provincial capital.

"Weilin, I'll leave this place to you. I'll go check out other places."

Hearing this, Weilin was about to say something, but saw that Crest had disappeared.

"Forget it, let me take a few days off first."

Weilin muttered to himself, then waved to the thirteen maids, telling them to go about their own business and that he would instruct them to do anything if necessary.

Entering the main house, going up to the second floor and into the largest room, Weilin took off his clothes and threw himself onto the bed.

In less than a few minutes, I fell asleep.

……

In the study, Sabrina heard the sound of the door opening. She put down the pen in her hand, looked up at the person who came, and asked, "Selina, how is it?"

The blue-haired head maid came to Sabrina, bowed her head, and reported respectfully: "Your Highness, your teacher has left Wansen Manor, and Lord Weilin has moved in."

"It's as expected." Sabrina looked indifferent, and then said, "Selina, I need you to do something."

"Your Highness, please give your orders."

"Send a spy to investigate Count Tabetha and her daughter Carina Bernard. I want to know the cause of death of the former Count Bernard, Gold Bernard."

"Remember, don't alert the enemy."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The blue-haired head maid answered respectfully, then turned and left the study.

After her head maid left, Sabrina looked down at the list on the paper and circled Tabitha Bernard with a red mark.

The former Count of Bernard, Gold Bernard, died in unclear circumstances, and she suspected that it was Tabitha who was responsible.

As for revenge for that dead man, she had no such idea.

What she was going to do was to get the information she wanted and force Tabitha to join her.

"It will take time to fully control the five earls, eighteen viscounts, and forty-seven barons of the Knath Province."

"Governing the provincial capital, building up the army, and pacifying the civilians, we have to at least deal with these nobles first."

Sabrina looked down at the list again, picked up a black pen and crossed out the name of a baron.

"This person has already found out that he has joined the eldest princess, so there is no need for him to stay alive."

After putting down the quill, Sabrina tapped the table three times with her middle finger, with a clear rhythm.

The next moment, a black shadow emerged like a ghost and gradually condensed into a human figure.

"Master, what are your orders?"

A deep and hoarse female voice echoed in the empty study.

"The Barony of Hessel was attacked by robbers. He, his wife, and three sons were killed by the robbers."

Sabrina's voice was calm and indifferent, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Yes, Master."

"Don't let anyone see your face."

"Yes."

"Go."

After receiving the order, the black shadow gradually merged into the ground and disappeared into the room.

After dealing with this matter, Sabrina looked at the name of Locke Abner again, with a hint of hesitation and thought in her eyes, wavering between killing and using.

This man was able to inherit the title as an illegitimate child, so his ability was naturally beyond doubt. If he could be used by her, it would be a great help.

But ambition is also huge, and it will backfire on you if you are not careful.

In addition, the person brought by her childhood teacher added another variable, and this person was also involved with Locke Abner, which made her even more confused.

A legendary fortune teller would not make a move without reason, so there must be some hidden purpose behind it.

"Wait a little longer."

After closing the list and putting it into the space ring, Sabrina stood up, looked at the time on the clock, and murmured, "It's time to see Bishop Luisa."

After rubbing her face to soften her expression, Sabrina put on her coat to cover her bare shoulders, left the study and walked towards the hall.

…In the small garden of Wansen Manor, Weilin lay lazily on a recliner, squinting his eyes to bask in the sun, yawning from time to time, looking bored.

"Without Kyle here, this recliner has become hard."

Weilin muttered to himself, sat up, stretched himself, looked at the surrounding scenery listlessly, with a hint of boredom in his eyes.

"Well, let's go out for a walk. It's a good opportunity to go to Locke Abner's territory. We can't break our promise."

Weilin muttered to himself as he gently waved his hand and put away the recliner.

He stood up, stretched his muscles, and then walked slowly towards the maid.

After a while, the head maid who managed the Wansen Manor came to Weilin. She bowed her head, saluted respectfully, and said softly, "My lord, please give me your orders."

"I'm going to be away for a while, maybe a few days or a month."

"I got it."

Seeing this, Weilin did not stay long and flew into the air, leaving Wansen Manor.

Flying through the clouds, Weilin felt instantly more relaxed.

With Kyle and Shemya around, it makes sense to be lazy.

Without Kyle and Xuemiya around, doing things seemed to make me happier.

Weilin stood in the air, feeling the breeze brushing against his cheeks, and stroked his face with his hands, sighing softly, "I must be sick."