Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Master, there are two intruders falling from the sky. Knight Tracy is leading your guards to confront... I hope you will rush over as soon as possible." The servant showed fear and reported to Press.

Seeing this situation, Price didn't dare to waste a moment, picked up the knight's sword, and without even having time to put on his armor, left the study and rushed towards the castle gate.

In the open space inside the castle, Weilin looked at the surrounding environment and frowned.

"This place is ten times dirtier than the toilet of Star-Moon Castle."

Kyle nodded in agreement when he heard his master's words.

Several knights and hundreds of guards surrounded the two people, but no one dared to take the initiative.

Those who can enter the castle from the air must be at least seventh-level knights (gold low-level knights). With just one of their fourth-level knights (silver low-level knights), a few third-level knights (bronze high-level knights) and some guards, I am afraid that Can't block the opponent's move.

The leader, Tracy, held his breath and maintained restraint, waiting for the arrival of the lord.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Tracy was relieved. It wasn't that he wasn't brave, but the two people in front of him were really terrifying. If it wasn't for his will to support him, he would have run away long ago.

Press walked quickly beside Knight Tracy, leaned down and saluted, and said respectfully: "My two gentlemen, I don't know what the important matter is in visiting the Bodans territory. Do you need the Bunir family to serve you?"

Looking at the nobleman in front of him, Verin didn't know what he was talking about, but through his behavior, he should be saluting him.

"Communication is troublesome. Is there any way you can quickly learn the language of this world?" Weilin turned around and asked.

After hearing this, Kyle thought for a moment and replied respectfully: "Lord, give me some time."

Verin nodded and retreated behind Kyle.

If you want to master a language quickly, the most direct and effective way is to soul-search the target person.

As he said, Kyle immediately cast a large-scale camp detection spell. He slowly raised his hands, and an extremely huge magic circle quickly formed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and completely enveloped the entire castle in the next moment.

After seeing this unbelievable scene happen, Price on the side was full of shock, his mouth was slightly open, his eyes were empty, and he just stared blankly at everything in front of him.

The other guards were even more miserable. They dropped their weapons one after another, knelt down and begged for mercy, and kept mumbling meaningless words over and over again, hoping to be forgiven by Kyle.

The ground was filled with the crisp sound of falling weapons, which brought Preiss back to his senses. He turned his stiff neck and looked around. He found that except for Tracy, whom he had always treated as his right-hand man, he was still standing straight on the spot. Everyone was on their knees.

On the other side, Weilin lowered his head and stared at the magic circle at his feet, with a look of surprise on his face: "It's actually green... Neutral and good. I always thought I was absolutely neutral!"

Thinking of this, Verin suddenly raised his head and looked at Kyle who was not far away, only to see that the magic circle he was in shone with a dark light like ink - obviously, Kyle's camp attribute was absolutely neutral.

Recalling Kyle's vigorous and even slightly cold way of handling things before, Verin felt that he was the fault.

After thinking for a moment, Weilin shook his head and stopped thinking about this matter.

No matter what camp Kyle is in, he is his own guardian knight, and as his master, he must be responsible for him.

After obtaining the camp information of the people around him, Kyle arrested all those whose camp was judged to be evil.

Looking at the twenty-three people in front of him, Kyle raised his right hand expressionlessly, grabbed the souls of the twenty-three people with a gentle grab, and began to bring up useful information.

Pres looked at the scene in front of him and remained silent. Even if one of them was his son, he would not dare to say anything.

After getting the information he wanted, Kyle directly crushed the souls of these twenty-three people.

After sorting it out, Kyle passed the useful information into his master's mind.

At this moment, Verin, who possesses extremely powerful soul power, does not feel any pain and easily accepts this language called Celtic.

After a moment of adjustment, Weilin turned to stare at the noble and said, "I ask, you answer."

Hearing some unfamiliar words, Price lowered his head and said respectfully: "Please speak."

"Let me ask you, have any strange scenes occurred in the past few months?" Weilin looked directly at the person in front of him with sharp eyes, not missing any slight change in expression on his face.

Preiss tried to calm himself down and began to recall it carefully in his mind. After a while, he shook his head and replied respectfully: "Replying to your lord, my county of Bessemer did not show up. Strange sight."

Hearing this, Weilin couldn't help but frown slightly, with some doubts in his heart. He looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him, and found that the man was only an intermediate-level silver man, not even comparable to the guards of his own bodyguard team.

So, Verin asked: "Are you a count?"

Press felt the pressure in Verin's gaze, and hurriedly bowed and said in panic: "This villain is a vassal nobleman of Count Bessemer, and is only a viscount. You have misunderstood, sir."

Looking at the cautious Pres, Weilin's tone remained unchanged and he continued to ask: "Tell me about the world... well, what is the situation now after the world has changed."

Preiss did not dare to be negligent at all. He took a deep breath, lowered his head, did not dare to look at Weilin, and carefully detailed the information he knew to him.

Half an hour later, through the explanation of this indigenous nobleman, Weilin basically understood the surrounding situation.

When the world of Grantham was devoured, the continent of Cardan collapsed and turned into countless fragments. The three border provinces in the north of the Kingdom of Malthus, the southern quarter of the Kingdom of Archibald, several city-states in the east of the United Principality of Brussels and The large area to the west of the Free Forest makes up this demiplane.

Disposable map, used to indicate directions

I learned from Pres that this demiplane is larger than imagined, nearly 660,000 square kilometers, with a population of between 1.3 million and 1.5 million.

Verin was shocked and asked Kyle in Common: "Have you ever seen such a large demiplane?"

Kyle looked at it and whispered: "Lord, of course I haven't seen it, but there are records in Angel Heart. This kind of demiplane that is born when the world eats does exist. The rules are not stable. Generally, it takes ten years. The left and right will split again, forming areas ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of square kilometers."

"Generally speaking, the rules of the demiplane born when the world is eating are unstable, and tens of thousands of square kilometers are the optimal state."

"In the future, if you want to expand the area of ​​the demiplane, you can use other methods, such as investing in the origin of the world, fusing demiplanes with the same attribute rules, etc., which can increase the area."

"In other words, after I master this demiplane, it's best to divide it once to speed up the assimilation of the world's rules into the demiplane." Verin said.

"Yes, Lord." Kyle nodded and replied.