Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

An hour later, we finally arrived outside the city.

Park the carriage at the parking place built outside the city, bring some silver coins and copper coins, and line up to enter Qixing City.

Walking on the street, there are many nobles wearing luxurious clothes. Although they look arrogant, there are still many rules to abide by. After all, they have angered the lords here, and they can't bear to walk around.

"How much does this cost?" Weilin squatted in front of a small stall and pointed at one of the toys carved from wood. Although the craftsmanship was very crude, he could perfectly reproduce it in less than a minute with his own strength.

"My lord, this wooden sculpture of a knight only costs six copper coins." The plainly dressed vendor replied respectfully.

"Kyle, pay." Verin immediately picked up the palm-sized wooden sculpture of a knight, turned to Kyle and ordered.

Upon seeing this, Kyle took out a silver coin from his pocket, handed it to the vendor, and recovered ninety-three copper coins and a cloth bag.

"Sir, leave it to us." Upon seeing this, Hilda said to Kyle.

"kindness."

Seeing what the head maid said, Kyle directly handed over the money and the bag.

"What do you think of this wooden knight sculpture? Does it look like you?" Weilin put his arm around Kyle's shoulders and asked in a low voice.

Looking at the unique wooden sculpture of a knight, Kyle's mouth twitched, but he still nodded in agreement.

"Hahaha."

Verin stopped teasing Kyle, and used his subtle control over his fighting spirit to carve the knight's wooden sculpture a second time on the spot without using any tools.

After a while, a wooden sculpture of a knight that looked like Kyle appeared in front of everyone.

"Here, here you go."

"Thank you." Kyle took the knight wooden sculpture and whispered.

"It's okay, just give me one later." Weilin said with a smile, looking forward to something from Kyle.

It has to be said that Qixing City is really prosperous at this moment. Who would have thought that more than ten years ago, this place was still a barren land, surrounded by clans of gray wasteland monsters such as Goblins and Kobolds.

There are more than 2,000 stalls in the kilometer-long street from the East City Gate to the Central Square. Most of them are sold by civilians from surrounding villages and the city. They sell gadgets ranging from two or three copper coins for cheap to seventeen or eight copper coins for expensive ones.

From ten o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon, it took Weilin seven hours to finish shopping in the Xicheng District Commercial Street of Qixing City.

After this short journey, the four of them left the city from the east gate, came to the carriage parking spot, and began to return to Star-Moon Castle.

In the carriage, Kyle took out three exquisite cloth bags from his body, one white and two white, and handed them to Verin, Hilda and Sisna respectively.

"happy holidays!"

Hilda and Sisna accept Kyle's gift and thank him.

Verin played with the cloth bag in his hand. It contained a divine power, which must have come from Kyle's hands, but he did not go into details.

"Almighty Kyle, go back and ask the chef to prepare the dinner. Then call Eunice. Just the five of us, let's celebrate the Star Festival."

"Yes."

Kyle was a little confused about the title of his master, but he didn't think about it in detail.

Hilda and Sisna lowered their heads after hearing this. They didn't know whether they were admiring the exquisite embroidery on the bag or thinking about something else. They had no way of knowing.

On the way back to Star-Moon Castle, Verin took out the mutated version of chess he made last time, and the four of them took turns, whoever lost would end the game, and they had a great time playing.

At night, a private banquet began. Hilda and Sisna, who were still a little reserved at first, gradually relaxed and integrated into the banquet under Verin's teasing.

As for Eunice, maybe because of her race difference or for no other reason, she acted very reserved, but she was still very happy inside, and her calm heart gradually became restless.

The dinner lasted for two hours and then came to an end. Weilin was still not satisfied and returned to the room to rest a little drunk.

I didn't drink myself unconscious like before, which can be considered an improvement.

At nine o'clock the next morning, I woke up from bed and felt more relaxed than ever before, without the uncomfortable hangover feeling I had in the past.

Not long after, Hilda and Sisna entered the room, washed Verin and tidied the room.

Ever since the two head maids took over, Verin found himself becoming more and more lazy about personal matters.

"Here, I'll give you two a day off today. Go have a good time in the city. You accompanied me and Kyle yesterday. I guess we didn't do much." After Weilin got dressed, he took out ten gold coins from the space ring and handed them to them.

"Thank you, Master." Hilda and Sisna did not refuse and took the gold coins from Verin's hand.

Although they have thousands of gold coins in their possessions, what their master gives them has a different meaning to them.

In the afternoon, Verin and Kyle went to the icy area to visit Ms. Anastasia.

Take a ride on the ice carriage and arrive at the ice castle.

Compared with before, the ice castle gives people a majestic feeling.

"Madam." Verin put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and saluted Anastasia on the throne.

When Kyle saw this, he also leaned over and saluted.

Anastasia waved her hand and formed two ice seats behind Verin and Kyle, gesturing for them to sit down and talk.

"Madam, your momentum is getting stronger and stronger now." Verin expressed his gratitude slightly, then took his seat, looked at Anastasia on the Ice Throne, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Verin, the same goes for you. When we first met, you were only at level three, and now you are at level six." Anastasia looked at the little guy in front of her and said with a smile.

"Third level, sixth level?" Weilin's head was full of questions.

"Hahaha, I forgot. Level three is equivalent to your low-level silver level, and level six is ​​equivalent to your low-level gold level. This is the standard for dividing our world."

"That's it." Weilin said without going into details and ignored the matter.

"After so many years, I guess you have reached your prime."

Hearing this, Anastasia shook her head and said: "It's not that easy. Physical injuries are easy to treat, but spiritual injuries are not so easy to treat. At this stage of legend, I don't want to cut off my future journey. This kind of Injuries can only be healed slowly by oneself, and relying on external objects to heal injuries will leave obstacles in one's future path."

Weilin was very touched by this issue. When he was promoted from Intermediate Silver to High Silver, although he could break through normally, the pain was several times greater, which was equivalent to repaying debts for taking shortcuts before.

Thinking about reaching the stage of legend, this principle is similar.

"In recent years, there has been a lot of turmoil on the border, and you may need to take action."

"I will fulfill my promise, you don't have to worry about that." Anastasia said gently, not angry at Verin's words. This was the promise she made, and she would fulfill it no matter what.

Over the next half hour, Verin chatted with Anastasia about many interesting things, bringing a lot of joy to the legend.