Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Five days later, at the gate of the First Magic Academy, Weilin handed over the deeds of three taverns to Zelia and solemnly instructed: "The monthly income of these three taverns in the West City District is about 1,500 gold coins in total, which should be enough to cover the cost of your experiment."

"If you want to change your business model in the future, it will all follow your plan."

"If you encounter any trouble, go directly to the deputy chief of the West City District Third Security Bureau, Chaplin Sheens. He will come forward to solve the problem. If he can't solve it, Claire will help you."

"Work hard and don't let me down."

"Thank you, Lord." Zelia held the three deeds in his arms and thanked him sincerely.

"You are my subordinate and I am your lord. Isn't it normal for me to consider you?" Weilin patted Zelia's shoulder and said with a smile, "If you meet a girl you love, don't miss her, lest you regret it."

"I understand, my lord."

"Okay, I should go back now. I've been out for so long. I wonder if anything has happened in the barracks."

Weilin waved his hand, mounted his red phosphorus horse, and headed towards the city gate.

Zelia stood at the gate of the First Magic Academy and watched the lord leave until his figure disappeared in the crowd.

……

After returning to the military camp, Weilin began to slack off.

The troops he brought were all his own troops. He did not need to hold daily meetings or maintain relationships with the nobles under his command like other commanders did.

Before I knew it, two months had passed.

On December 9752, of the Glorious Calendar, the expeditionary force headquarters issued a list of logistics troops to each unit.

Inside the tent, Weilin lay on his side on a blanket, supporting his head with his right hand, and holding the command document issued by the headquarters in his left hand, reading it carefully.

According to the decision of the High Command, the 15th Army of the 4th Legion will be assigned 15,000 Crusaders for his command. In addition to the Knights of the 9th Temple, there are four other Crusaders under his command.

The 23rd Knights Templar has two thousand Knights Templar, led by Melende Arabella, who is from the church, 113 years old, and a mid-level gold knight.

The 69th Life Church Prayer Group has 4,500 soldiers. Its commander is named Billel, a civilian of 88 years old, a high-ranking silver warrior.

The 13th Long Sword Battalion has 3,000 warriors. Its leader is Lambert Jim, a 133-year-old nobleman, a low-level gold warrior.

The 33rd Freedom Battalion has more than 4,000 people, and its personnel composition is very complex. There are children of nobles, adventurers, mercenaries, and even criminals. Its commander is an adventurer named Ron, who is 63 years old and a high-level silver ranger.

Upon closer inspection, except for the 23rd Knights Temple and the 13th Longsword Battalion, which can be used barely, the other two troops can only be used as logistics troops.

As for sending these two troops to the battlefield, Weilin was really afraid that they would be completely defeated before they even engaged the enemy.

After reading the command document, Weilin lifted it up with his fighting spirit and brought it to Kyle.

Looking at the command document in front of him, Kyle glanced at it briefly and suggested, "Master, what do you think?"

Weilin sat up and said, "I plan to hand over the Ninth Temple Knights and the Twenty-third Temple Knights to Devonshire for command, with the Crescent and Star Knights as the main force and the two Temple Knights as auxiliary forces, to be used as mobile forces. The Thirteenth Longsword Battalion will be handed over to my cousin Brian, just in time to make up for the shortage of troops under his command."

"As for the 69th Life Church Prayer Group, it will be incorporated into the logistics force and handed over to Lavia for command."

Regarding the last unit, Weilin rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "This so-called Freedom Camp, I don't know where to put them."

"The composition of this unit is too complicated, so it is indeed difficult to deal with." Kyle carefully looked at the introduction of this unit called the 33rd Freedom Battalion in the command document and nodded.

After thinking for a moment, Kyle suggested, "My Lord, why don't we just disband this unit and reorganize it according to the model of the adventure team to use it as scouts? As for the other unqualified personnel, hand them over to Pastor Lavia to manage and use them as logistics personnel."

"Okay, let's do as you think."

Weilin couldn't think of any good solution for a while, so he could only adopt Kyle's suggestion.

"Someone is coming."

Upon hearing this, the two guards standing outside the tent opened the curtain, entered the tent, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Lord, please give your orders."

"Go and get Hebrew and Devonshire."

"Yes."

The two guards left the tent, and Weilin looked at Kyle and asked, "How is Viscount Claver doing recently?"

Kyle looked at his master and replied calmly, "Nothing has changed. I lead my 500 soldiers in training every day. I am much more diligent than you, my master."

Weilin remained calm, ignoring Kyle's teasing, and then asked, "How is the combat effectiveness of his army?"

"I watched from a distance. Viscount Claver has one hundred knights and four hundred warriors under his command. The knights are equipped with a full set of excellent knight equipment, and the weapons and equipment of the warriors are all excellent. In addition, his mount has turned into a dragon beast, which should have been tamed in the past few months. As for other details, I did not learn more about it."

"He's very courageous. It seems that Viscount Claver has spent most of his magic crystals and is ready to give it his all in this holy war of faith." Weilin said with emotion.

"My Lord, what do you want to do?"

"It is better to help someone in need than to add icing on the cake. Just send someone to secretly observe Viscount Claver."

"My subordinate understands."

He couldn't guess some of his master's thoughts, but his master must have his own plans for doing this.

Weilin looked at the map of the entire Nangeshia continent, wondering what kind of scenery this world would bring to his life journey.

After a while, Hebrew and Devonshire entered the tent and beat their chests to show their respect.

"sit."

Seeing this, the two of them sat down on the right.

"Hebrew, tomorrow morning, after the Crusaders enter the military camp, you will lead the Ice Bear Knights to suppress the Crusaders' 33rd Freedom Battalion and..."

As soon as Weilin finished speaking, Hebrew couldn't wait to ask: "Lord, can you give me a few bottles of luminous wine?"

Weilin took out a box of luminous wine from his space ring, a total of twelve bottles, and said to Heber, "Take it."

"Thank you, my Lord. I will leave now."

The Hebrew stood up, holding the glowing wine, and quickly left the tent.

Weilin did not ask why his guardian knight wanted glowing wine.

After assigning the task to Devonshire, Weilin sent him out, sent Kyle out as well, and then began to slack off openly.