Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Miller."

Miller stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Master Kyle, please give me your orders."

"Take Serafina and her brother back to Soller City and let them wash up first."

"Yes."

After the two siblings left, Weilin and Kyle rode on the red phosphorus horses and left the prisoner camp with the remaining guards.

Several kilometers away from the prisoner camp, Kyle stopped, waved his hand for the guards to go on guard, and then sent a memory light ball into his master's body.

Weilin closed his eyes, carefully taking in the knowledge Kyle had passed on to him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he muttered to himself, "I have to blackmail him this time."

Hearing this, Kyle showed a look of understanding. Fortunately, he sent the brother and sister back to the city first, otherwise he would not know how to explain it to his eldest disciple.

Weilin realized that he had lost his composure, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Isn't this for the development of the territory?"

"My lord, what kind of reward are you going to ask for from the Duke of Moravia?" Seeing this, Kyle couldn't help but ask.

"First, send a few hundred apprentice mages to the Dukedom of Moravia, and let my grandfather provide both money and manpower to help me train talents, and then... well, I haven't thought about the rest yet. I'll think about it carefully for a few days before making a decision. I don't believe my grandfather won't be tempted by a good apprentice."

Weilin's eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this first condition, Kyle couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, but based on his limited understanding of the Duke of Moravia, the Duke of Moravia would most likely agree to this outrageous condition.

After inspecting the other two prisoner camps on the pretext of something, Weilin returned to the city of Soller.

In the past few days, Weilin was not in a hurry to write a letter to his grandfather, but was thinking carefully about what conditions to put forward.

Five days later, in a manor in Soller City, Kyle looked at the brand new priest's scepter, stretched out his hand to weigh it, it weighed 36,000 kilograms, enough for Pastor Lavia to use.

Kyle fixed his eyes on the middle part of the priest's staff, thought for a moment, and finally gave up on carving his name on it.

Kyle stood up, left the secret room, walked out of the room, looked at Seraphina who was playing in the lake, and coughed lightly.

Hearing the master's voice, the silver-haired girl immediately stopped what she was doing, ran over barefoot, and with a smile on her face, she came to Kyle and greeted him, "Teacher, good afternoon."

"Seraphina, have you learned the basics of magic?"

Seraphina nodded excitedly and replied, "Yes, teacher, I have learned it."

Kyle was slightly surprised and couldn't help but exclaimed: "You learned it? So fast."

Seraphina blinked and explained softly, "Teacher, I studied the basics of magic in my dreams for three months. When I woke up, I mastered the knowledge naturally."

"Are there any after-effects?" Kyle stared at his student and asked gently.

Seraphina tilted her head and explained in a low voice: "It's just... after waking up from the dream, I felt very tired. I didn't want to think. I just wanted to relax."

Kyle placed his hand on Seraphina's head, stroked it gently, and asked, "Do you remember how you entered the dream?"

"Well, I just wanted to quickly complete the task you gave me, teacher, and master the magical perception. Late at night, I hugged the book and fell asleep in a daze, and then..."

After hearing Seraphina's story, Kyle sorted out the general logic. Strong thoughts are the fuse for entering dreams and are also an important factor in how long a dream lasts. Because in a dream, the consciousness is clear, and only after waking up will one feel very tired. As for whether there are other factors, we can only know later.

"I'll give you two months to learn magical perception, since you've already learned it."

At this point, Kyle paused, looked at the anxious expression on Seraphina's face, and smiled gently, then continued, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who likes to go back on my words. Since you have completed your study assignment ahead of time, you can arrange your time on your own. The teacher will not assign you any other study assignments."

"Thank you, teacher." Seraphina smiled and her tone was filled with joy.

"Okay, go and have fun first. I have something else to do and need to go out for a while."

"Okay, teacher."

Looking at Seraphina's cheerful expression, Kyle shook his head. This girl had very poor awareness of taking the initiative to learn, but on the other hand, she could be considered a hardworking person.

After leaving the manor, Kyle went straight to the city lord's mansion.

In the study, Weilin looked at the table of military achievements in his hand and felt very proud.

Adding the 73.5 military merits accumulated before, he now has a total of 416.5 military merits. He has already collected more than half of the merits required for promotion to earl. As long as a dozen more Holy Seal Warriors come forward to offer their heads, he will definitely become Earl Qixing after the war.

Thinking of the information he had obtained before, Weilin put the form down and lay weakly on the table.

The Holy Seal Warriors are not cabbages. Even if they are cabbages, with so many people and their guns, only a few of them will fall into his hands.

In addition, he learned from his great-uncle that the expeditionary force of the Kingdom of North Isi had completely occupied the Northern Milus Empire and the Southern Milus United Kingdom, and was fighting the Angoya Empire in the territory of the Yahewan City-State Kingdom.

According to the information my uncle saw in the official documents from my aunt Miali, three legendary defenders of the Angoya Empire were seriously injured, and two archbishops of the Church of the God of Beasts were seriously injured and dying.

The legendary strongman used the city-state kingdom of Yahewan as a battlefield, turning the area into a complete swamp. The population of the area was 230 million, but now it is estimated to be less than 80 million. More than 150 million people died in the aftermath of the battle.

Sure enough, if it is not their own world or country, they will destroy it as much as possible.

Of course, this also explains why the expeditionary force of the Kingdom of Ilia did not encounter the army of the Angoya Empire when it attacked the Kingdom of Geman.

Three legends were seriously injured and two were dying, which made the Angoya Empire dare not send troops out of the country at will.

Compared to other countries, our own country is more important.

Thinking of this, Weilin couldn't help but speculate, if the expeditionary force of the Northern Issi Kingdom's offensive was too fierce, would they have no chance to join the war again after conquering the German Kingdom?

"Forget it, why think so much? At worst I can wait for the next war. Anyway I still have hundreds of years to live, so there's no need to rush."

Thinking of this, Weilin felt much better instantly.

"dong dong dong"

Hearing the knock on the door, Weilin sat up and said, "Come in."