Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

In the school park, Gabriella sat in the pavilion, leaning against a pillar, in a daze.

Because of her nickname "Bloodthirsty Witch", other mages would automatically stay away from here when they saw her.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Gabriella's eyes. She looked up at the figure running wildly on the avenue in the distance and said to herself, "Zeliya, isn't he going to attend my father's class? Why is he running towards the school gate?"

Looking at the figure walking away, Gabriella suddenly sat up and walked towards the school gate, ready to see what Zeliya was doing.

At the gate of the First Magic Academy, Weilin and Kyle were sitting in the rest area, and the wizard beside them was warmly entertaining them.

As for the guards, they stood neatly on both sides, protecting their lord in the center.

The wizard passing by looked at this group of guards who were all of silver rank and couldn't help but guess the identity of the people coming.

Facing the mage who looked at him, Weilin was not angry. Instead, he smiled and nodded in response.

“A seed planted ten years ago, I don’t know what kind of flower will bloom.”

Hearing his master's words, Kyle smiled and replied, "Master, come to think of it, I am also looking forward to seeing how that young man has changed now."

Verin was about to say something when he spotted a figure in the distance, motioning for Kyle to look to his left.

Following the instructions of his master, Kyle turned around and saw a young man running towards this place. Looking behind him, he found a red-haired girl using an invisibility magic cloak and quietly following him.

"Interesting, interesting."

Weilin was a little confused after hearing what Kyle said.

Seeing this, Kyle transmitted some of the images he saw to his master.

Seeing the information in his mind, Weilin looked a little surprised, then smiled and said, "In my opinion, Zeliya's personality is similar to yours."

"With me?" Kyle was a little confused, but he reacted instantly and answered, "My Lord, you are overthinking it. I am different from Zeliya."

"What you said doesn't count."

"Okay, you have the final say." Kyle spread his hands and responded helplessly.

Five minutes later, Zelia arrived at the school gate, looked at the familiar people in the rest area, straightened his messy clothes, and strode towards his benefactor.

The guard looked at the person coming and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Let him come over."

Hearing the lord's order, the two guards stepped back one step to each side and made way.

Zelia thanked him and walked towards the area where Verin and Kyle were.

"host……"

"Just call me Lord."

Seeing his master's tough attitude, Zeliya nodded and said, "Zeliya greets the Lord."

Weilin pointed to the chair on the right and said to Zeliya, "Sit down."

Zelia bowed and sat down next to Weilin.

He looked up and down at the young man in front of him, feeling quite satisfied.

In less than ten years, he was promoted from a mage apprentice to a silver mage, truly a person favored by fate.

"Are you interested in telling me about your experiences over the years?"

Hearing Weilin's words, Zelia said respectfully: "It's my honor."

The three of them sat in the pavilion for the entire morning.

Weilin took a sip from the teacup and said with a smile, "In these ten years of college life, you haven't met anyone who makes your heart beat."

Looking at the inexplicable smile of the lord, and then looking at the curious look that Lord Kyle cast at him, he could not help but look behind him, but did not find anything unusual.

Looking at Zelia's expression, Weilin said, "Forget it, as long as you have the answer in your heart, you don't have to say it out loud. I'm just curious."

"Yes, sir." Zelia breathed a sigh of relief and answered with his head down.

Kyle looked at the young man in front of him and had to admit that he was smart. He was able to find clues from the traces.

Perhaps in the future, Qixingling will have his place.

"Do you want to continue studying at the First Magic Academy or choose to go back with me?" Weilin looked at the boy and asked.

Faced with this problem, Zelia made a decision in a moment.

If possible, he wanted to continue staying in the First Magic Academy, but the lord gave him two choices, which meant that the other party needed him.

"My Lord, I choose..."

Before Zeliya could finish, Weilin waved his hand to interrupt him and asked, "Okay, I already know your choice."

"Compared to going back with me, I think it's more important for you to stay here and study hard."

"But, you..."

Weilin laughed loudly: "Hahaha, don't think too much. You are dispensable to me now, but you will be very important to me in the future."

“Now, work on improving myself here.”

Zelia stood up and replied solemnly, "Yes, my lord."

"Do you have anything to do these days?"

Upon hearing this, Zelia replied without hesitation: "No."

"Okay, I'll take you to the capital to have a look around, and I'll find you some ways to make money, so that you don't meet the woman you love and hesitate to make your own decision."

Seeing this, Zelia hurriedly declined, "Lord, you don't have to do this."

"Since you recognize me, you must listen to me."

Faced with Weilin's tough attitude, Zeliya had no choice but to give in.

In the afternoon, Weilin took Zelia to the floating fleet base, ready to find Claire to find out the situation.

Wang Du has many profitable industries, but Weilin wants to solve the hidden dangers behind them, so that no one will trip up Zeliya from behind as soon as he leaves.

Some nobles are very good at plotting and scheming.

Inside the floating base, Claire walked out of the captain's office with one hand on his waist, staggering a little.

He had just put on his military cap when he saw his deputy rushing towards him in a hurry.

"Sir! Viscount Qi Xing is here to see you." The deputy said hurriedly.

Upon hearing the news, Claire showed a hint of surprise on his face, but it was soon replaced by a smile. He murmured to himself, "This guy has been in the capital for almost two months, and he only remembered to look for me now. I thought he had forgotten me a long time ago."

Thinking back to that guy, Claire's mouth corners couldn't help but slightly rise, and his eyes revealed a hint of anticipation and joy of meeting an old friend.

Then, Claire turned to look at his deputy beside him and gave an order without hesitation: "Isolde, tell Italia that I need to be away for a few days."

When Isolde heard this, she was stunned. He stared at the deputy captain with wide eyes and looked at him in disbelief, muttering to himself, "Isn't your wife in the office? Why do you want me to report to her? Can't you just go in and tell her yourself?"

However, facing Isolde's resistance, Claire turned a blind eye. He stood up straight, looked at Isolde seriously, and asked seriously: "Isolde, what is the first rule of entering the floating fleet?"