Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Kyle pushed the door open, came in front of Weilin, took out the priest's staff, placed it on the table, and directly broke the ordinary wooden table in the middle.

The priest's staff fell to the ground, smashing the stone ground into pieces.

Weilin looked at this scene with a strange look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Kyle was embarrassed and for a moment he even forgot the weight of the priest's staff.

"never mind."

Weilin waved his hand nonchalantly, bent down and picked up the priest's staff.

Thirty-six thousand kilograms is only about eighteen tons, and it feels very light in the hand.

"Yes, it seems that it is right to hand this matter over to you." After observing carefully, Weilin praised.

After saying this, Weilin called a guard and asked him to go and invite Pastor Lavia.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Weilin temporarily handed the priest's staff to Kyle, took out the Qingmu Staff, and cast a spell to make new sprouts grow out of the broken parts of the wooden table, blending with each other and finally forming one.

After doing all this, he put the items scattered on the floor back on the desk.

Half an hour later, Pastor Lavia landed in the City Lord's Mansion and walked towards the study.

Although the guard who delivered the message did not clearly tell him why Weilin wanted to see him, he could roughly guess it.

I came to the study, saw the door was open, hesitated for a moment, and walked straight in.

"Greetings, Lord." Lavia entered the study, bowed and saluted, saying respectfully.

Weilin waved his hand to signal the other party to excuse himself, and said, "I promised you that as long as you can influence the prisoners of war from Black Rock Island, I will give you a priest's staff. It just took a long time to make, and it was only completed today. I hope you don't mind."

Lavia looked at the priest's staff in Kyle's hand and couldn't help but be moved. However, she remained calm on the surface and said, "Thank you for your gift, Lord."

Seeing this, Weilin took the priest's staff from Kyle again, came to Lavia, and handed it to her solemnly.

Feeling the heaviness transmitted by the priest's staff, Lavia was very satisfied. He waved it a few times in his hand. It was exactly the weapon he had always dreamed of. It could not only assist in casting divine spells, but also be swung to hit people.

"My Lord, I like this priest's scepter very much. Thank you."

Seeing the smile on Lavia's face, Weilin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Hahaha, as long as you like it."

After seeing off Reverend Lavia and Kyle, Weilin sat at the desk and began to write a letter to his grandfather.

At night, Miller rode Xing to the floating city of Flo in Naxos City.

In the early morning, Miller stroked the griffin's fur and looked at the floating city so close at hand, feeling deeply moved.

“This is the third time for both of us to come here.”

When Xing heard the words of the human named Miller, he nodded in agreement.

After passing through the magic barrier, a man and a griffin landed at the port of the floating city.

In less than a moment, a magic puppet controlled by the tower spirit came in front of Miller and led him to the control center of the floating city.

Following the magic puppet, Miller looked around again. No matter how many times he looked at it, he was still shocked.

"Greetings, Duke of Moravia. This is a letter from my lord to you. Please have a look." Miller came to the center of the control center, knelt on one knee, presented the letter with both hands, and bowed his head.

The Duke of Moravia looked at the messenger. In a sense, he and the other party were already acquaintances.

With a thought, the letter came into the hands of the Duke of Moravia.

"This kid wouldn't come here to complain."

He was well aware that someone had tampered with the 15th Army's vassal army, but he ignored it, not because he did not value his grandson, but because there was no need.

When I opened the letter, it wasn't the expected complaint, or a disaster somewhere, but...

"Child of Time and Space."

Looking at the words on the letter, the Duke of Moravia could not help but take a few more glances at them, and even wiped the paper with his hands to prevent stains from obscuring the meaning.

"This kid won't lie to me."

After thinking for a moment, he decided to go to Weilin to verify it immediately. If this kid was really deceiving him, an old man over a thousand years old, he had to let him experience the test that his father had experienced.

After folding the letter, the Duke of Moravia disappeared from his chair and came behind Miller.

"position."

Miller heard this and quickly replied, "The Lord's Mansion of Soller City, Soller Province, Northern Xihai Region of the Kingdom of Geman."

After spending three seconds to determine the direction, the Duke of Moravia grabbed Miller and started teleporting directly.

At this moment, Xing, who was enjoying the food, suddenly raised his head with half a piece of monster meat in his mouth.

After thinking for a long time, he found that nothing happened, and then he buried his head in enjoying the food.

……

In the morning, Weilin came to the study humming a song. Just as he was about to start a day of work, he unexpectedly saw a bright light in front of him.

Looking at the confused Weilin, the Duke of Moravia got straight to the point and asked, "Where is the Son of Time and Space?"

Seeing his grandfather's anxious look, Weilin said nothing and took him directly to Kyle's manor.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a gust of wind blowing by, and my grandfather's figure disappeared in front of me.

"quack"

Hearing the bird's cry, Weilin came back to his senses, looked at Miller behind him, and asked, "Where's Xing?"

“Uh.” Miller, who seemed to be missing something while thinking, suddenly reacted with an apologetic look on his face, “My Lord, the Duke of Moravia brought me back as soon as he got the specific location. He didn’t give me any time to react.”

"Forget it. When I go back later, remind my grandfather and ask him to send Xing back."

Waving his hand for Miller to go down and rest, Weilin walked straight into the manor.

Inside the manor, a black-haired boy was holding a book and carefully reading the humanities story on it.

Suddenly, the black-haired boy felt the light getting dim. He put down the book and saw a figure appear in front of him. Looking up, he saw an old man staring at him with sharp eyes.

"You are really sensitive to time and space. How about becoming my apprentice?"

Hearing the words of the old man in front of him, the black-haired young man looked a little confused. After a few days of study, he could barely understand the common language.

"This... old man, this is the residence of an important person, you'd better leave quickly." The black-haired boy spoke in the common language he was not very proficient in, with concern in his words.

When the Duke of Moravia heard what the young man said, he shot a ball of memory light into his brain.

Receiving the unknown information, the black-haired boy completely understood who the person in front of him was and why he came here.

"...a person who escapes his predetermined fate..."

Recalling the words of the Spirit of Time and Space, the black-haired boy seemed to understand who the guide was?