Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Suddenly, an unknown whisper appeared in his ears, and disappeared in the next moment.

However, Kyle was not so lucky, and his expression was extremely painful.

Seeing this scene, Weilin did not hesitate and threw the sweet fruit in his hand to the old beggar.

The moment she came into contact with the black aura, Tiantianguo transformed into a fairy and slowly wrapped the old beggar in it.

The unknown whispers were blocked, and Kyle collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely, his eyes showing fear, looking at everything in front of him, his face full of the aftermath of the disaster.

Under the shroud of the Fairy of Light, the unknown black text gradually disintegrated and was purified in the light.

Half an hour later, everything returned to calm.

The old beggar's aged face slowly faded away, he rejuvenated and appeared in front of the two of them with a brand new face.

"Lord, is this still the old beggar?" Kyle leaned on the chair and asked feebly.

Weilin shook his head and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe this is his true face."

An ordinary appearance and an outstanding temperament converge on this person, without any sense of disharmony.

As time passed slowly, Verin and Kyle did not disturb him, sitting quietly waiting for each other to wake up.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man's hands gradually shook and he opened his eyes, his confused eyes gradually becoming wise.

"More than two hundred years, is it that long?"

The young man spoke in a low voice, but Weilin couldn't understand it. It was not the common language he was familiar with, but another language.

A few minutes later, the young man sat up from the ground and looked at Verin with a smile on his face: "Formal introduction, my name is Odor Kadra. Thank you for your help in allowing me to recover."

"Your Excellency Odor, I am very curious as to why you are like this." Weilin looked at the young man without any fear.

"It's a long story, it's a tragic story." Odor looked a little lonely, with some pain on his face.

Weilin saw this and said hurriedly: "If you have something to hide, you don't need to explain it to us."

"It's nothing. It doesn't matter if I tell you." Odor gestured for the two of them to sit down, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the sadness in his eyes.

Verin and Kyle each found a place to sit down, ready to listen to Odor's story.

"In the year 9455 of the Glorious Calendar, I was born in a small town called Mengyan in the Curisco Province of the Cavan Magic Kingdom in the Brizet subcontinent. When I was thirteen years old, I met my teacher, who was also the one I respected most. people."

"My teacher's name is Eileen Barkat, a golden intermediate arcanist. In my eyes, she is so kind and beautiful."

"During my studies, I gradually fell in love with my teacher, and she also knew this. However, this kind of forbidden love could not be allowed by Cavan Magic Kingdom, so my teacher chose to remain silent and let me choose naturally. give up."

"When I was thirty-five, my teacher chose to marry an elemental mage."

Weilin looked at Odor with tears in his eyes, but the other party didn't notice. He still kept a smile on his face, but it was very fake.

"I chose to leave my teacher, and as a student, I bless her and understand that I have to make a choice."

“For the next thirty years, I traveled far and wide throughout the Brizet subcontinent.”

"When I was sixty-five years old and returned to my hometown again, my teacher had passed away."

"Perhaps I should have thought that her marriage was just to make me give up this unrealistic relationship."

Odor's eyes were a little confused, more lonely, and his cold aura made Verin and Kyle feel scared, but they didn't dare to disturb each other.

"When she accepted me as her disciple, she didn't have much life left. For me as a student, she chose to act in a play to stop me from thinking about it."

"However, my past thirty years have not been in vain. All kinds of experiences have allowed me to grow from a high-level silver level to an intermediate level of soul. I know that I am not a genius, so I attribute all this to fate. It was He who allowed me to Grow up.”

"So, I used that thing, trading my dementia in exchange for traveling to places where my teachers might be."

"If Irene's soul does not turn around again, I will sink forever until I die and my soul is broken."

"But now that I'm awake, I'm here on her behalf."

Pious souls ascend to the kingdom of gods, souls with free faith reincarnate in the world, and inferior and disgusting souls are devoured by evil gods and demons. This is the truth spread in this world.

Generally speaking, under the intervention of world consciousness, the soul can be reincarnated. As for other worlds, it is unknown. Anyway, there are such records in the world where Verin lives.

There was an excited expression on Odor's face, and he spread his right hand. A ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand, and the largest thread was actually connected to Weilin.

Seeing this scene, Weilin looked at the other party warily. He did not think that he was the reincarnation of her teacher.

Odor saw the other party's thoughts and explained with a smile: "Don't think too much, of course you are not, but she has the closest relationship with you, so the biggest index line will be connected to you."

"Okay, okay." Weilin breathed a sigh of relief. He was a pure man in his previous life, how could he be his teacher.

The next moment, Odor came to Verin and begged him: "I want to serve you."

"This, this is not necessary." Weilin looked at the other party in confusion, "If your teacher is really mine, I will not prevent you from meeting him, and besides, I don't have the strength. "

"No, I want to start over with my teacher. I will protect her in this life. In addition, I also want to repay your kindness."

"So, please allow me to join your forces."

Wei Lin was a little confused for a moment, what kind of logic is this, or could this be love.

So far, he doesn't know that one of his female subordinates has a relationship with the other party.

That half-elf Eunice, her two shadow guards Hilda and Sisna, and the protector of the territory, Ms. Anastasia, are not the right age either!

Could it be her aunt? This seems possible.

Seeing the other party's sincere expression, Weilin couldn't bear to disagree.

"Your Excellency Odor, I welcome you to join. I support you with both hands and feet in your search for love."

"From today on, I, Odor Kadera, will be yours." Odor showed a smile on his face and leaned forward to salute.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Verin Akers, and this is my attendant Kyle." Verin helped Odor up and introduced him enthusiastically.

In a daze, it was a bit unreal for him to gain such a powerful subordinate.