Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

After listening to the young man's story, Weilin understood some basic information about this archipelago.

To put it simply, a legendary wizard came here, encircled a piece of land, and divided up his followers into nobles, requiring them to pay tribute regularly.

As for why the other party did not establish a principality based on this, the boy's one-sided narration is not enough to know.

However, the only thing that can be confirmed now is that the legendary wizard is definitely not in the Malmi Islands, otherwise he would not sit idly by and watch the demonic plague ravage his territory.

After several exchanges, at the invitation of Bamur Hades, Weilin temporarily stayed in the Listening Wind Valley, one to wait for Kyle and Celeste to wake up, and the other to learn about the information of this place through the Hades family library.

According to historical records, the legendary wizard named Lucia Garn Antoinette came here eight hundred years ago, and she was followed by more than 20,000 students, followers, servants and slaves.

After arriving at the Malmi Islands, it took only ten years for him to conquer the northern lands, drive out the fishmen, destroy more than a thousand human free city-states, capture indigenous strongmen as experimental materials, establish Demeduta on Deize Island, and directly control this island with an area of ​​about 300,000 square kilometers.

The three islands of Phumisoma, Gadana and Silai were distributed among his followers and servants, who were regarded as vassal lords and collected taxes every year.

As for whether they fight each other or annex each other, Demeduta will not interfere, but the size of your territory determines the amount of taxes you have to pay. This is the bottom line, and those who violate it will be destroyed.

Thousands of small islands scattered among the four large islands were given to slaves, who were appointed as island owners, driving the indigenous people to produce various resources and paying half of the island's harvest as taxes to Demeduta every year.

Even so, it is a great blessing for these slaves.

Seeing the flattering words at the back, Weilin lost interest, closed it, leaned against the bookshelf, looked out the window, and sorted out what he had learned in the past few days.

The situation in other areas of the Malmi Islands is still unknown, but the magic concentration in Pumisoma Island is frighteningly low. I don't know if the legendary wizard did something or if this area is just like this.

The low concentration of magic power means that it is extremely difficult to produce a magician. As for combat professionals, it has little effect on low-level ones, but it has a great impact on the advancement of bronze professionals to silver professionals.

"If it is the former, then the wealth on Deize Island will be staggering."

Thinking of this, Weilin couldn't help but shook his head again.

The demonic scourge would not erupt without reason. Since it has already engulfed the entire Phumisoma Island and Demeduta has not reacted, it can only mean that the other party has been destroyed or is on the verge of death.

There is wealth, but how much will be left after the demonic disaster is unknown.

After all, you can't expect the other party not to take out those supplies and use them when they are in a life-and-death situation.

Although I really hope that the other person is such a person, it is just a groundless wishful thinking.

"Respected Lord Weilin, my prince invites you to come over for a chat." A low-level silver warrior came up to Weilin, bowed, and said respectfully.

Weilin put the book back on the bookshelf, turned to look at the low-level silver warrior, and ordered, "Lead the way."

The low-level silver warrior made a gesture of invitation and said, "Respected sir, please follow me."

After leaving the library, Weilin looked up at the thick clouds and whispered, "It will take another seven days for them to wake up. It's such a long wait!"

The low-level silver warriors walking in the front heard the words, but turned a deaf ear to them, pretending they knew nothing.

The less you know about the affairs of the strong and the superior, the safer you will be. This is the rule he believes in.

Outside a palace, Bamur Hades, dressed in a formal suit, was waiting with several capable men left behind by his father.

"Your Highness, a large number of demons are gathering outside the Listening Wind Valley. Can we really survive this crisis by asking for help from Lord Weilin?" A white-haired old man with a broken arm asked in a low voice with lingering sadness on his face.

"I do not know either."

In front of his trusted retainers, Bamur did not pretend to be confident.

These elders have watched him grow up and are like family to him. In such a life-and-death crisis, it would be foolish to hide his inner thoughts.

If you are in front of the army, you must naturally show dignity and confidence and give confidence to your subordinates.

"As long as I can protect this remaining shelter and those people, I am willing to pay any price."

After hearing the young monarch's words, the people standing behind him all fell silent.

A few minutes later, looking at Weilin's figure, Bamur put away the sadness on his face, put on a smile, and walked towards him.

"Lord Weilin, I am very busy with work, so I am only holding a formal banquet today to welcome you. I hope you don't mind." Bamur came in front of Weilin, put himself in a lower position, and said respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Weilin smiled and responded, "You are the lord, and with demons rampant, you should be busy with government affairs. If you come to entertain me regardless of the consequences, I will think less of you."

The two sides exchanged some pleasantries, and Bamur led the way and introduced several of his subordinates to Weilin.

As he entered the hall and looked up, he saw that the main seat at the long table and the first seat on the left were empty. Behind the second and third seats on the right stood two black-haired girls, who were elegantly dressed and looked at him with a somewhat reserved expression.

As for the first seat on the left, there was a noble lady standing there. She was wearing a gorgeous gown with her skirt fluttering in the wind. She had a delicate face, snow-white skin and mature beauty. She must be Bamur's mother.

"Lord Verin, this is my mother, Millyne Hades."

The lady placed her hands on her abdomen and bowed, "Greetings, Lord Weilin."

"These two are my sisters. The one on the left is my older sister Nora, and the one on the right is my younger sister Heidi."

Seeing their brother's eyes, the two black-haired girls bowed their heads and said respectfully, "Welcome, Lord Weilin."

Seeing the snow-white chests of the two girls, Weilin's eyes stayed on them for a few seconds, then he looked away and looked at Bamur who was smiling. He couldn't help but sigh that this man was really contradictory!

"Lord Weilin, please take a seat."

After hearing what Bamur said, Weilin did not refuse and sat down in the main seat.

Seeing this, Bamur went to the first seat on the right and sat down.

The two main characters took their seats, and the rest of the people followed suit.

The head maid who was serving nearby started directing the maids to serve the dishes after seeing that all the guests were seated.

Looking at the food on the table, it seemed a bit scarce, but Weilin didn't mind. While enjoying the food, he had a pleasant conversation with Bamur and his mother.