Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

On the training ground, Mueller looked at the figure in the distance, turned to look at his men, and shouted, "Line up."

Upon hearing this, the fifteen hundred Knights Templar began to pack their helmets, hoods, armor, and weapons.

Three minutes later, Mueller said in a deep voice: "Silence!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked ahead with solemn eyes.

Walking into the training ground, Weilin looked at the military style of the Knights in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. Although their strength was a little lacking, it was still pretty good in his opinion.

"Respectfully!"

Fifteen hundred men drew their knightly swords, placed them on their chests, and stared ahead.

Muller finally drew out his knight's sword, with the hilt facing right and the tip facing left. He said in a solemn voice, "Master Muller of the Ninth Temple Knights and 1,500 Temple Knights report to you, Your Excellency Verin Aix, the commander of the 15th Army of the Fourth Legion of the Expeditionary Corps."

Weilin walked up to Muller, took the knight's sword, turned it over, and put it back in his hand.

If the hilt of the sword is facing right, it means that the external troops are entering the camp.

The commander-in-chief of the army turned the hilt of his sword so that it faced the left, which represented the acceptance of the army.

This is an ancient initiation ceremony within the Church of Life. If he hadn't read a lot of books, he would have been unable to do anything but watch in this situation.

The next moment, Muller sheathed his knight's sword, turned to face the Knights Templar, and began a military exercise.

Weilin put his hands behind his back and stared ahead. From what he could see, he could see that some of the Knights Templar were not cooperating well enough.

Half an hour later, Mueller turned to Weilin and said, "My lord, please give me some advice."

Upon hearing this, Weilin nodded and commented, "Overall it's OK, but some knights don't coordinate well enough and need more training."

"In two days, I will send two of my generals to train you. I hope that during the Faith Crusade, you can prove your faith in the Goddess of Life in war."

"Now, as the commander of the 15th Army, I declare it disbanded. Go down and have a good rest."

After receiving orders from Weilin, Mueller announced the disbanding of the troops.

Two days later, Weilin appointed Hebrew and Devonshire as temporary instructors of the Knights of the Ninth Temple, and appointed Muller, the commander of the Knights of the Ninth Temple, as the staff officer of the 15th Army.

On November 5th, the training of the 15th Army was on track, and the 4th Legion had no other important matters. Weilin planned to take Kyle to the capital to meet Zelia. He wondered how the young man from ten years ago was doing now, and he also wanted to run errands for his grandfather.

In the early morning, Muller, wearing ordinary clothes, stood beside the Hongyang horse, feeling a little excited and nervous.

The last time I felt this excited was last time.

Weilin yawned and came out of the tent. He greeted Kyle and Muller, walked to the red phosphorus horse and stroked its jaw.

With the blood of the red dragon Korclaff infused into it, this mount that has followed him for more than 30 years has become stronger and stronger, and its eyes have become more and more lively.

"hiss--"

The red phosphorus horse let out a comfortable cry and flames appeared all over its body.

Seeing Xiaohong's body burning with flames, Weilin did not feel any burning sensation, but rather felt very warm.

"Yes, your control over fire is so strong."

"hiss--"

Hearing the praise from its master, the red phosphorus horse rubbed against Weilin.

A moment later, Weilin, Kyle, Muller and more than twenty guards headed towards the royal capital.

Half an hour later, they passed through the noble passage and entered the royal capital.

Looking at the prosperous scene before him, Mueller's eyes were full of shock, and he looked around curiously.

"Muller, are you going to act alone or follow us?" Weilin patted Muller's shoulder and said.

Taking his eyes away from the surroundings, Mueller thought carefully and said, "Sir, I want to go see the scenery of the capital alone."

Upon hearing this, Weilin took the bag from Kyle, felt it for a moment, and then threw it to him, saying with a smile, "There are more than 200 gold coins and a pass token in it. If I don't meet you at the city gate in five days, you will return to the camp first."

Mueller accepted the bag and thanked him sincerely, "Thank you, sir."

After waving goodbye to Muller, Weilin, Kyle and the guards walked straight towards the southern city.

Ten years have passed, and the South City District has basically not changed.

After arriving at Block 396, Weilin took out the disc and prepared to look for clues.

Looking down at the disc in my hand, I saw a virtual pointer appear above it.

Adjust the direction and the virtual pointer will rotate accordingly.

"Miller."

A silver-level mid-level knight said respectfully, "Lord, please give your orders."

"Take your people there and stay there first. I'll come back to find you after I'm done with my work." Weilin pointed to a hotel three hundred meters away and instructed the deputy captain of the guard team.

"Yes, my lord."

Afterwards, Weilin led Kyle into the alley following the instructions of the disc.

Turning left and right, the two soon lost their way in the complex and winding alleys.

Kyle looked at the bricks on the wall and reminded, "Master, do you find something wrong here?"

Upon hearing this, Weilin turned his gaze away from the disc and carefully observed the surrounding environment. It was very quiet and he did not find anything wrong.

Seeing the puzzled look on his master's face, Kyle stretched out his left hand, ready to stop a young man, only to see the man pass through Kyle's hand and walk to the back.

Weilin said in a somewhat horrified tone: "Illusion?"

Kyle shook his head and said, "My Lord, these may not be illusions, but projections of time and space. If you don't believe me, you can sense the situation around you."

After hearing Kyle's words, Weilin closed his eyes half-believingly and carefully sensed his surroundings, only to find that there were indeed many people around him, exactly the same as what he saw with his own eyes.

“Do you think we came in by mistake, or did someone send us in?” Weilin asked after taking a look at the disc.

After careful consideration, Kyle answered, "I prefer the second one."

"I hope so." Weilin said uncertainly.

If it was the second case, that strong man would get tired of observing them and might pull them both out.

If it is the first one, then it will be troublesome. If they want to rely on the strength of the two of them to break through this projection of time and space, it will probably take several months. By that time, the holy war of faith will have already begun.

“Wow wow wow wow wow wow”

"Mom, please don't hit me. I was wrong."

A cry broke the quiet atmosphere.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a child appear before them, dodging the stick in the woman's hand while holding up his pants.

Weilin stared at the child in front of him and felt inexplicably familiar.

"My Lord, look at the back of his hand."

After hearing Kyle's words, Weilin lowered his head slightly and looked at the back of the child's hand, his pupils shrank slightly.