Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Weilin stood up, walked over to give him a hug, and said excitedly, "Sir Crest, welcome back."

Crest was stunned for a moment, then gave the other person a hug and said with a smile: "The benefit you brought is too great, I can't handle it."

The two of them let go, sat on the ground, and started chatting.

"Before you got lost, you were a mid-level Soul Knight. When we met again, you had become a high-level Soul Knight. I am really amazed!" Feeling Weilin's strength, Crest couldn't help but sigh.

Upon hearing this, Weilin said, "I am also confused. When I woke up, I found that I was already a high-level Soul Knight, but my Druid profession has not improved at all and is still stuck at the beginning Soul Level."

Kleist looked puzzled and asked, "Don't you have any relevant memories?"

"No." Weilin shook his head and said, "Regarding the depression you mentioned, I don't know what it is. Maybe I have already completed it. After all, you and I have both gained such great benefits."

After hearing this, Crest hesitated for a while, but finally gave up telling the other party about the drop of golden blood.

"By the way, Mr. Kleist, do you know how much time has passed?"

“About half a year.”

"So long."

Weilin looked a little surprised, but soon regained his composure. After all, this was not an ordinary trial, but a test to resolve the frustration of an unknown strong man.

In the real world, only half a year might have passed, but in that world, you might have lived for a thousand years.

"Oh no, it seems that the time we agreed with the Swordmaster of Dawn has exceeded the deadline."

After hearing what Crest said, Weilin also reacted.

Eight months ago, the Dawn Swordmaster took Kyle and Celeste away to practice, and agreed to meet in that small town in half a year.

"Sir Crest, let's go quickly. Maybe Kyle and Celeste are waiting for us."

"it is good."

Crest nodded in reply, waving his hand to release the restriction.

Just as he was about to step out of the room, time and space were frozen again.

A channel of flowing light emerged, and two silver dragon cubs emerged from it. They looked at the golden aura that permeated the air and saluted respectfully.

The silver dragonfly floating on the left came to the place where the golden aura was the strongest, and spoke in an unknown language: "Son of Ilaria, Lord of the World of Anasivik, Terminator of the Behemoth Calendar, Initiator of the Desert Calendar... The great Lord of Starlight, the Ancestor of Spacetime Dragons, Mevina Dew Priestley... Loskashan begs you to return to your own time and space. You do not belong to the present."

The golden aura slowly gathered and condensed into a human figure in the air.

"I will look at him again, and I will naturally return to my own time and space. This is what my mother once promised me."

The Space-Time Dragon Ancestor Mevina pleaded again: "Your existence has shaken the rules of the world and attracted the Yanasivik world to crash into the main world."

The silver-haired young man fell silent, took a deep look at his brother's back, turned to look at the Spacetime Dragon Ancestor, and said expressionlessly: "Let's go."

The next moment, the figure dissipated and turned into golden light that penetrated the flowing light channel, passed through the long river of time, and returned to the original time and space.

Watching the terrifying being leave, the Spacetime Dragon Ancestor Mevina turned around and looked at her brother who was staring at Weilin's back in a daze. She flew over, slapped him, and said angrily, "Hawthorne, you are being lazy again."

The Spacetime Dragon Lord, Hosorn, covered his face and said aggrievedly, "Mevina, you are talking nonsense. I am obviously not being lazy. I am helping the great Lord of Starlight to send His brother away."

"Humph." The Space-Time Dragon Ancestor Meiwena snorted coldly and said, "This time, as an intruder in sorting out the natural history, I want to be the supervisor and watch you work."

The Spacetime Dragon Lord Hawthorne glanced at his sister secretly and complained in a low voice: "I did it, I did it. It was not me who did the most that time."

"gone."

Hearing his sister's words, the Lord of Time and Space Dragon, Hosorn, followed happily.

"By the way, sister, is that really the brother of the Lord of Starlight?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? If you have the ability, you can go to the battlefield of the Palace of Time and take a look."

"I dare not. The Lord of Starlight at that time killed giant beasts without blinking an eye, and I couldn't borrow the power of the world. If you accidentally killed me, you would be left without a brother."

"You're so long-winded. I, Mavena, feel ashamed to have a brother like you."

"Why don't we lay another egg, and then we can rest for another few thousand years."

"No."

The light channel disappeared, and time and space began to flow again.

Walking out of the room, Weilin subconsciously touched his back, feeling someone was watching him.

"what happened?"

Looking at Weilin's actions, Crest stopped and asked curiously.

"Nothing, let's go." Weilin stopped thinking and urged.

Seeing this, the two flew into the sky and headed towards the town.

……

In the small courtyard of the town of Taiminsey, Kyle and Celeste sat on either side of the stone table, playing chess to pass the time.

"Game 113, I win." Celeste placed the last chess piece and said to Kyle with a smile.

Seeing that the chessboard had reached a deadlock, Kyle waved his hand to rearrange the chessboard, then looked up at Celeste and said, "Game 114, let's begin."

"it is good."

Over a two-month period, the two played 113 games against each other, of which Celeste won 31, lost 37, and tied 45.

When the game was halfway through, Kyle and Celeste stopped at the same time and looked up to the north.

Celeste put down the chess piece in his hand and said with a smile: "Your master is coming up."

Kyle blew his eyebrows, his expression was full of joy, and he said, "Isn't it that the person you are supposed to learn from is here?"

“Hahaha.” Celeste laughed, “I just found out that you’re quite funny, but you look so cold most of the time.”

"That person is much more interesting than me." Hearing this, Kyle responded mercilessly, "Besides, you are my junior brother, call me senior brother and let me listen."

"What senior and junior brothers? I didn't lose at that time." Celeste glared at Kyle fiercely and retorted impatiently.

Kyle's expression remained unchanged. He put down the chess piece in his hand and slowly said, "Under the witness of the teacher, the winner is the leader."

Celeste picked up a chess piece, placed it on the chessboard, and said, "If you weren't so desperate, how could I, Celeste, lose?"

"If you lose, you lose. You don't want the Dawn Church to know that the Dawn Knight they worship is a man who doesn't keep his promises."

"Senior brother."

"Call a few more times, I like to hear it." Kyle smiled and put down a chess piece.

Celeste dropped a move, calmed down his shame, and said, "You promised me that we would only be brothers in private."

"Brother, don't worry, I won't break my promise."

Kyle picked up a chess piece, dropped it in a key position, and said with a smile, "Okay, I win again."