Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Three days later, Weilin and Kyle came to the Lislic Opera House on Minsk Street and spent five gold coins to book a private room on the second floor.

As they went upstairs, Kyle told the steward that if a white-haired young man named Roger came to the Grand Opera House, he could just take him to the private room.

Led by the maid, Weilin came to the private room numbered 515.

Pushing the door open, I saw three plates of fruit and six bottles of different kinds of drinks on the table.

"Sir, when you have matters that need to be dealt with, you can ring the bell and someone from the Grand Opera House will come to help you." The maid placed her hand on her abdomen, bent her body slightly, and said respectfully.

Weilin looked around and saw that the layout was very unique. He then nodded to the maid, indicating that she could go down.

"My Lord, I hope you enjoy your time here. Please leave."

After saying this, the maid bowed, opened the window for watching the stage opera, and then closed the door before leaving.

Weilin picked up a good-looking fruit, took a bite, sat on a wooden chair, and admired the layout of the stage.

Kyle first checked the surroundings and cast a few warning spells, then sat on the left side and watched the singing and dancing quietly.

"Look at that woman, she's pretty and dances beautifully." Weilin pointed at the woman in a red dress on the stage and said with interest.

Hearing this, Kyle cast his gaze towards the woman, nodded in agreement, and said, "Master, it is indeed good. It seems that there is a reason why this place is so attractive."

"Hahaha, that's true. The people are beautiful and the dancing is good. I'm looking forward to the next opera." Weilin picked up a glass of fruit wine, drank half of it, leaned back, and watched the dance attentively.

Half an hour later, the dance ended. As the woman in red left the stage, the first floor of the Grand Opera House erupted in warm applause and cheers. Some even wanted to spend hundreds of gold coins to dance with her.

"dong dong dong"

"coming."

Kyle stood up from his chair, walked to the door and opened it, only to see Roger and two deputies arriving as expected.

"Good afternoon, sir." Roger lowered his posture and saluted Kyle first.

Seeing this, Kyle nodded, waved to the maid who was leading the way to go down, and then welcomed Roger and the other two in.

The stage opera began. Weilin looked away reluctantly, waved his hand to close the wooden window, and signaled Kyle to deploy the magic barrier with his eyes.

A magic barrier quietly appeared, covering the five people.

Weilin adjusted his chair to face the wooden seat and motioned for Roger to take a seat.

After expressing his thanks, Roger sat down opposite Weilin, with two deputies standing behind him.

Kyle picked up an unopened bottle of fruit wine, poured a glass for his master first, and then poured a glass for Roger. After that, Kyle came behind Weilin and stared at him quietly.

Facing the gaze of the blond young man, Roger suddenly felt an extremely strong pressure, both psychologically and physically.

"Deputy Envoy Roger, I want to know who you work for." Weilin stared at the other party and said straight to the point.

Hearing this, Roger was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and replied calmly: "Your Excellency Ambassador, the person I am loyal to is a member of the royal family. As for who it is, please forgive me for not being able to tell you now."

"Is the father more loving and the son more filial, or is the father more loving and the daughter more filial?" Weilin tapped his left side twice and asked.

Facing the other party's sharp eyes, Roger knew in his heart that if he didn't give out some basic information, the other party might not continue talking to him.

"Your Excellency the Ambassador, it's the second one." Roger's face changed, and he pretended to make a decision and said to Weilin.

"It's really interesting." A smile appeared on Weilin's face. Not long ago, he learned about an incident of a loving father and a filial son in the Kingdom of Geman more than 40 years ago. He didn't expect that the Kingdom of Teton would soon witness an incident of a loving father and a filial daughter.

Thinking of this, Weilin had the urge to get involved, but he quickly rejected the idea.

Although he was interested, if Roger couldn't convince himself, he would sell it to the current king of the Teton Kingdom.

Commander East has set the tone, asking him to integrate the military strength of the Kingdom of Teton, purge the clergy of the Church of the God of Storms and its affiliated forces, attack the Grand Duchy of Brela, and pledge his allegiance to the expeditionary force.

Roger was shocked when he saw Weilin remaining silent, but since the other party didn't speak, he could only continue to wait.

After a long time, Weilin looked up at Rogier and said in a deep voice: "Emissary Rogier, if you can convince me, I can help you. You are a smart man and you must understand that the expeditionary army only wants the Kingdom of Teton. As for who rules this country, it is not important to the expeditionary army. Even a dog can be the king."

"If you can't convince me, I'm sorry, but when we arrive in Teton Kingdom, I will hand you over to the current king of Teton Kingdom."

Roger's face was calm, without the slightest bit of anger. Although the other party's words were unpleasant to hear, they were the truth.

As for the two deputy envoys, their faces flushed, but when they thought of the conversation with Roger three days ago, they shut their mouths and dared not say anything to disturb either party.

"Your Excellency the Ambassador, the Teton Kingdom belongs to the expeditionary force, or it can belong to the expeditionary force and you."

Weilin stared at Rogier, looking at the table with his hands, and said, "This is not enough."

"All the wealth of the Storm Church and its affiliated forces will belong to you." Rogier gritted his teeth and promised.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

If we fail to reach an agreement, I will die and Your Highness will not be able to escape.

"not enough."

Weilin looked calm as he continued.

"There is an ancient relic under the tombs of the previous kings, which is 50,000 years old. If you want, these can also be yours." Rogier clenched his fists and mentioned another bargaining chip.

Weilin stared at the other party's expression and was silent for a moment. After some consideration, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He said with a smile: "Emissary Rogier, I hope you can make the Kingdom of Teton a country that the expeditionary army needs."

"Under the protection of the Goddess of Life, you will be exposed to a different world."

Hearing the other party's words, Roger felt relieved. If the other party was still not satisfied, he could only use his last chip. Fortunately, the other party was satisfied.

"Your Excellency the Ambassador, thank you for your support. I believe that the Kingdom of Teton will become one of the countries that believe in the Goddess of Life on the Nangeshia continent." Rogier stood up and answered respectfully with a kind smile on his face.

"Emissary Rogier, today's discussion ends here. I will come to see you again in ten days." Weilin looked up at the other party and suggested, "Deal with your guards. It is normal to have some casualties when crossing the sea."

"Thank you for your reminder, Your Excellency Ambassador. I will not disturb your pleasure then."

After finishing speaking, Roger left the Grand Opera House with his deputy and returned to the Seventh Public Security Administration Office.

Weilin and Kyle continued to enjoy the opera and comment on it.