Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Weilin was not polite at all. He grabbed the pear fruit floating in front of him and took a bite. It was very sweet.

Feeling the subtle changes in the body, this fruit has little effect on a soul knight like him, but for the silver level, it is indeed a rare cultivation resource.

As the suspended platform moved, Weilin looked at the strange-looking potion plants below and felt how shallow his knowledge was. Except for a few familiar potion plants, he had never seen most of them.

However, having his grandfather, a legendary mage, explain it on the spot helped him gain some useful knowledge.

Eight hours later, Verin was still not satisfied, and was somewhat reluctant to leave this demiplane.

Everyone returned to the hall, and the Duke of Moravia asked, "Do you want to take a break or continue the tour?"

Weilin did not feel tired at all, and said impatiently: "Grandpa, I want to continue visiting."

Seeing this, both Xuemia and Kyle nodded in tacit understanding.

Seeing his grandson's lively appearance, the Duke of Moravia waved his hand to open the second demiplane passage and walked in first.

Seeing this, Verin followed closely and entered the second demiplane.

After the three of them entered the demiplane, the passage closed on its own.

"This demiplane covers an area of ​​8,633 square kilometers. I obtained it from a ruins after I became a legend."

"However, this demiplane has some flaws in its rules, so I use it as a testing ground..."

Before the Duke of Moravia finished speaking, a loud noise was heard in the distance.

The next moment, a young man in a tattered robe flew out from the explosion. Seeing the teacher's figure, he was so scared that he quickly ran in another direction.

The Duke of Moravia was not polite, opened a short-distance space channel, stretched out his hand and pulled the other party in front of him.

"Why did you see me running?"

"Old...teacher, I didn't, I just...by the way, I'm going to go back and tidy up. You think it's not appropriate for me to see you in this outfit." The young man was smiling all over his face, avoiding the important and taking the easy, trying to get away with it. .

"Tell me what caused this explosion." The Duke of Moravia asked sternly, staring at his student with a straight face.

Seeing that he could not escape, the young man had no choice but to sincerely admit his mistake and tell everything about what he had done.

"Balk! Prepare to clear the door for our division today."

Although Balk felt the spatial confinement on his body, he did not dare to escape and begged bitterly: "Teacher, this was just a mistake. Don't worry, I will succeed next time."

"Next time... I am thinking about whether to break your legs and let you rest for a few months." The Duke of Moravia took out his staff and stared at his student's lower body, thinking about the best place to start. .

"Hey, teacher, don't be angry. Let me tell you a piece of news." Looking at the Duke of Moravia who was about to take action, Balk did not dare to show off and said hurriedly, "Teacher, it's about Brother Clarence."

"Tell me, what did that kid do without telling me?" the Duke of Moravia put away his staff and asked.

Seeing this, Balke breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his leg was saved.

"Teacher, Senior Brother Klarens recently captured a group of succubi and balrogs through the Abyss Ritual and is preparing to conduct a forbidden experiment. It should be ready now."

"Where is it?" The Duke of Moravia asked with a calm expression and a restrained tone.

Looking at the teacher's face, Balke knew that the teacher must be angry. He did not dare to delay for even a moment and sold out his senior brother completely.

"Well, teacher, can I leave?" Balk raised his head and said cautiously.

Although he is an intermediate soul arcanist, he is no better than an ant in front of his teacher.

"Go back and study the [Blazing Meteorite] carefully, and report to me in three months."

"No! Teacher, that's a legendary spell, how could it be possible..."

"kindness?"

Looking at the teacher's eyes, Balk wisely shut his mouth, nodded and replied: "Teacher, I understand, then I will leave first."

Seeing his teacher nodding, Balk directly used the teleportation spell to randomly teleport himself to a corner of the demiplane.

It doesn't matter where the location is, just stay away from your teacher first.

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from his grandfather, Weilin called out cautiously, "Grandpa."

Hearing Weilin's voice, the Duke of Moravia regained his composure and said, "You guys wait here for a while, I'll go do some things first."

"Grandpa, here is a letter from Uncle Clarence. I'd better go with you so that I don't have to go alone next time."

"alright."

Seeing this, the Duke of Moravia didn't waste any words and took the three people out of the demiplane, directly leaving the floating city of Kara and going eighty kilometers underground.

Feeling the fluctuation of space, Klarans's face instantly became extremely ugly. He was shocked and wanted to hide in the shadow world, but found that the space had been blocked.

"Clarence, where are you going?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Clarence looked at the dozens of gold-level demons on the side, feeling helpless. At the most critical moment, the teacher discovered him.

The Duke of Moravia entered the dark room, looked at the demons in the distance, snorted coldly, and chopped thirty-three gold-level demons into pieces of flesh and blood.

Seeing the experimental materials he had collected with great difficulty being destroyed by the teacher, Claros felt helpless.

"Tell me why you do this."

"Teacher, you also know that I have stayed at the high level of soul for too long. I still have to pass the last threshold to enter the realm of perfection, so that I can follow your footsteps and walk the path engraved by the law." Clarence looked at Mora Duke Via explained calmly.

The Duke of Moravia stared at his favorite student and said expressionlessly: "I understand your pursuit, but if you use forbidden rituals, you will eventually fall into a place of eternal destruction, and I will not allow it."

"But, teacher, this is my own choice. I am almost four hundred years old. Can't I choose my own path?" Claros did not lower his head. He looked directly into the eyes of the Duke of Moravia and asked.

"If I say no, I won't, unless you can win and become your teacher."

With a defeated look on his face, Klarens taunted, "Haha, teacher, do you think I have the ability to do this?"

"I said I don't allow it. Don't force me to imprison you in the floating city of Kara."

Facing the teacher's threat, Claros did not back down at all: "Come on."