Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Lyaton, as long as that thing is what I need, I will give you another 2,000 gold coins as a reward after this is over."

Hearing the human's words, Liaton's eyes sparkled and he couldn't wait to say, "What are you waiting for? I'll take you to the Snow Goose Tribe right now."

Weilin didn't waste any words and followed Liaton, flying deep into the snow-capped mountains.

Seeing this, Kyle and Celeste looked at each other and followed.

The closer we got to the depths of the snow-capped mountains, the more traces of living creatures we saw.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Liaton stopped at the top of a snowy mountain.

Weilin stopped beside the crystal dragon and looked down the mountain, only to see a tribal camp located in the valley.

There are some plants growing around the camp, but many of them are very young and seem to have just grown up.

Those tall plants were hung with fruits, which looked a bit strange, but these fruits were undoubtedly the food of the Snow Goose people.

Looking towards the center of the camp, hundreds of Snow Goose people were kneeling around a flower emitting soft light, praying intently.

"The Snow Goose is a subspecies of the Orcs. Adults are two meters tall, well-proportioned and flexible, with pale skin and white fur around their eyes. They have a pair of wings on their backs covered with white feathers. Both men and women are extremely conservative and loyal to their feelings. This race produces many Snow Rangers, Ice Mages, and Double-Edged Swordsmen."

Looking at those Snow Goose people, Weilin recalled a passage from "The Travels of Mitt" that he had read before.

At this moment, Kyle and Celeste came to the top of the snow mountain, stood on both sides of Weilin, looked at the Snow Goose tribe below, and waited for instructions.

"Let's go and visit this tribe of Snow Goose people."

Weilin would only choose to rob by force when the other party is a clear enemy or an evil creature.

In other situations, he would rather communicate with the other party and pay some price in exchange for what he needs.

The four of them landed outside the camp and soon attracted the attention of the patrolling Snow Goose people.

Seeing the human figure, the two snow rangers looked at each other with disgust, bent their bows and drew their arrows, with fighting spirit circling around the tip of the arrows, but did not shoot them.

"Human, you are not welcome here, please leave."

Kyle's expression turned cold when he heard this, and he asked in a low voice: "Master, do you need me to destroy this tribe?"

"Just lock them up."

"Yes."

The two snow rangers looked at the people approaching and wanted to shoot arrows to warn them, but found that they could not move at all.

He walked into the Snow Goose tribal camp with arrogance. Whenever a Snow Goose appeared, Kyle would freeze his body and make him stay where he was, watching these intruders go deeper into the tribe.

After passing through the orchard and pushing open the wooden fence gate, the three people and one dragon arrived at the center of the tribe.

Hearing the footsteps, more than a hundred Snow Goose people who were kneeling raised their heads and looked at the intruder. They were startled at first, and then their faces were full of anger. They wanted to expel the other party, but found that they could not move their bodies.

Weilin came up to the Snow Goose, bowed, and said, "I have no hostility. I apologize for taking such a desperate measure."

The next moment, a golden intermediate-level Snow Goose mage was released from his confinement.

Looking at the four men with terrifying strength, Berengar suppressed the anger in his heart, walked up to Weilin, bowed his head and saluted as a return of courtesy.

"Sir, I wonder what is the purpose of your visit to the Bartos tribe?"

"I came for the plant you worshipped."

Weilin concealed the truth and told the purpose of this trip.

When they heard that this hateful human was going to give their tribe's sacred object, they became furious. But when they thought of the power that could imprison their entire tribe, they felt a sense of powerlessness.

Just because the other person speaks to you politely doesn't mean you can be rude to them.

"Sir, that is a sacred object of our Bartos tribe. I cannot give it to you."

Weilin put away the smile on his face, stared at the Snow Goose Mage in front of him, and said word by word: "I must get that thing."

Feeling the cold gaze, Berengar felt the chill deep in his soul, as if he would die in the next moment.

"I am not a person who kills indiscriminately, so I did not choose to destroy your tribe directly, but gave you a chance to negotiate."

"Now, you can think carefully about what your tribe needs."

"My patience is limited. If you still insist on your own opinion, I will not kill you, but I will take the Ouranos flower away directly, and you will get nothing."

Hearing Verin's declaration, Berengar felt the pressure on him ease. He looked back at the holy object, a rare treasure that their tribe had guarded for a thousand years before it bloomed, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

There are benefits to talking to the other party.

If you don't talk to the other party, you will get nothing.

Celeste watched the scene and made no comment on the bandit-like declaration.

Although this practice is shameless, it seems to be very useful when applied to missionary work.

If it were in the past, as a Dawn Knight, he would never sit idly by and watch such bullying happen.

But now, his stubborn ideas have loosened.

Perhaps, this might be the reason why the Pope asked him to study with this shameless, lazy, but bottom-line nobleman.

In missionary work, one needs to stand firm and never abandon one’s duty out of good intentions.

"Sir, I choose to compromise."

"Wise choice."

Weilin waved his hand, signaling Kyle to release the Snow Goose people.

Having regained their freedom, all the Snow Goose people had anger in their eyes. Some of them who had already lost their minds picked up their weapons and surrounded them.

"What are you doing? Go stand aside."

The sound, which was almost like a roar, made some of the young and energetic Snow Goose people regain their senses, and they retreated under the pull of their companions.

"Tell me what you want."

Upon hearing this, Berengar bowed to Verin and said, "Our tribe wants to find a new place to live."

"How many people are there in your tribe?"

Berengar answered, "There are 1,326 Snow Gooses in the tribe of Bartos."

“I can give you 10,000 square kilometers of land for you to survive, but after a hundred years, you will need to fight for me.”

"As long as you find a place for us to live, we are willing to fight for you, not just for a hundred years." Berengar answered.

Weilin thought back to the plants sprouting around the camp, then looked at the Uranus flower and seemed to understand something.

The existence of the Uranus flower seemed to have changed the surrounding environment, making it more suitable for survival.

As for why they don’t move away from here, it’s easy to figure out.

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Weilin turned around and said something to Kyle and the others, then opened the Cecilia demiplane passage and walked straight in.