Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Verin Aix, and I am from the Kingdom of Ilia in the Sinops subcontinent."

After finishing speaking, Weilin looked at Locke and asked with a smile: "What about you?"

Seeing this, Locke said, "My name is Locke Abner, and I'm from the Kingdom of South Milton in the Brizet Subcontinent."

"Hahaha, we can be considered to have officially met."

"Now, I treat you as a friend, and I hope you won't cheat on me next time."

"No." Locke replied seriously, "You treat me sincerely, and if I continue to be hypocritical, it would be ungrateful."

"I won't do stupid things."

"Okay." Weilin nodded and said, "Everyone has their own secrets. I won't know how you found me."

"I respect you, and you should respect me."

"Yes." Locke answered seriously.

"First of all, you should know what is hidden in Dedaji Town."

"Sir Weilin, there is a cult gang hiding in this town." Locke replied without changing his expression.

Weilin touched his chin and said, "Let me guess. This evil cult is controlled by someone you cannot resist for the time being, and you don't have direct evidence to prove that this gang is related to the other party, so you dare not ask the church for help."

Hearing this, Locke showed a bitter expression and answered: "Sir Weilin, you guessed correctly. This organization is controlled by Count Naviki, and I relied on his support to sit on the Viscount Abner's territory, and I still owe him 300,000 gold coins to repay."

"If I can prove that the other party has a clear connection with that organization, I can kill Count Navicki, and then I won't have to repay the debt, and I can prevent future troubles."

"Without evidence, if I report it to the church, they will definitely implicate me afterwards, putting me in a passive position, or even causing me to accidentally fall to my death."

"But this was the situation half a month ago. Now Count Navicki has sided with Her Royal Highness. Even if I find evidence now, I dare not do it."

Weilin asked, "You owe him so much money in exchange for his promise to support you in your succession to the title."

"Yes, Lord Weilin." Locke nodded and replied, "In exchange for the support of Earl Navicki, Earl Tabetha, Earl Satara, Earl Foster and Earl Hubert, I promised them that after I inherited the title of Viscount Abner, I would give them three million gold coins each."

"After inheriting the title, in addition to maintaining the supplies needed by the army, I emptied the warehouse and sold everything that could be purchased, fulfilling the promise of Count Satara, Count Foster, and Count Hubert."

"After that, I mortgaged the ten-year income of Gala Port to Count Tabetha."

"For Earl Navicki's debt, I will use the territory's tax revenue as collateral, plus interest, and pay him 300,000 gold coins every year for a total of twelve years. This year is the eleventh year."

"You are a ruthless boy. Under such high pressure, you can hold on for so long and maintain the territory above a certain level. I underestimated you." Weilin couldn't help but praise.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Taking off the hypocritical mask and accepting the other person's compliments is a really intoxicating feeling.

Weilin moved closer to Locke and said, "Tell me your story."

"it is good."

Locke hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"On July 9719, 7 of the Glorious Calendar, I came into this world."

"that time……"

Time passed slowly, and when the first ray of morning sun rose from the horizon, Locke narrated his brief fifty years in full.

In addition to some of his own secrets, he also told the story one by one, including the murder of the former Viscount Abner, without concealing anything.

"Growing up in that kind of environment, you didn't degenerate. You have a strong will!"

Locke showed a curious look and asked, "Sir Weilin, don't you think my past is dirty?"

"Although some of your methods are dirty, in that environment, you can only do this to survive. Just like you said, in order to live an upright life."

Weilin stretched his hand into the sunlight, feeling the warm touch, and said, "Leave that evil cult to me. I will take care of it for you."

"Are you going to do it yourself?" Locke asked.

Weilin chuckled and said, "Of course not. The affairs of the cult should naturally be handled by the church."

Seeing this, Locke did not ask any more questions, but was curious about how Weilin would persuade the church.

Feeling the coolness of the sea breeze, Weilin stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said, "After this matter is resolved, I will ask Lord Crest to introduce you to Sabrina and let her dispel her stereotype of you."

"That woman is the key person in your destiny."

"However, this person has two sides. When serving her, remember to be more careful."

"You have to walk your own path, remember this."

Locke stood up, knelt on one knee, put his right hand on his chest, and said solemnly under the cover of the morning sun: "Lord Weilin, thank you for your guidance and for bringing me a new life. May the God of Dawn protect you."

Weilin turned around and faced Locke, saying in a deep voice: "I accept your thanks."

When Locke stood up, without him noticing, Weilin shot three streams of light into his body, then took back the Knight of Life and the Knight of Death, and waved his hand to awaken the more than 30 sleeping knights.

The thirty-two knights got up from the ground with confused looks on their faces. When they saw the rising sun, they turned pale with fright and knelt in front of Locke, begging for atonement.

"Please forgive our sins, my lord."

Seeing this scene, Locke was about to open his mouth to scold, but the words stopped in his throat.

In the silent atmosphere, the thirty-two knights felt that every moment was torture, not knowing what kind of punishment they would receive and whether their families would be implicated.

"To fall asleep while on guard is a great sin."

Hearing Locke's calm voice, many knights' hearts trembled, and some were already struggling whether to die and protect the safety of their families.

"The sin will be recorded for the time being, and I will make up for it later."

As Locke finished his words, the surroundings fell into an eerie silence again, with only the sound of waves hitting the reefs.

"Thank you Lord Lord!"

A mid-level silver knight came back to his senses and answered excitedly.

The other knights reacted and said in unison: "Thank you, Lord!"

"Everyone, get up, pack up, and get ready to go."

"Yes, Lord Lord."

The thirty-two knights beat their chests in salute, then stood up and went to clean up the camp.