Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

However, the war beast puppet in front of him now lacks its energy center and can only move by absorbing the magic power dissipated in the air. It can only barely maintain basic movements and cannot be used in actual combat.

Only after establishing a new energy center can this behemoth regain its former combat effectiveness.

"Master, what's the situation?" Kyle asked when he saw Weilin open his eyes.

"Now this war beast puppet can only be viewed from afar and cannot be handled. Only after returning to Qixing Territory and letting my uncle repair it, can its full appearance be restored."

After hearing the answer from his master, Kyle glanced at the huge monster in front of him and gave up the idea of ​​studying it.

If it breaks down now, it will only add to Master Odor's workload.

Now we can only wait until Master Odor repairs this war beast puppet, and then slowly study the technology and magic application methods on it to see if we can build a small war beast puppet.

The control center in the abdomen of the war beast puppet is now brand new compared to its previous old and corrupt appearance, and bits of magic power illuminate the space.

As Weilin and Kyle entered this place, magic power gradually gathered towards the altar, weaving out a four-legged beast that was completely white.

A few minutes later, the white four-legged beast broke free from the altar and flew in front of Weilin, exposing its belly and showing its harmless side.

Seeing this, Weilin reached out and touched the belly of the white beast. Although its body was condensed by magic power, the touch was very real.

"This is the spirit of the war beast. It was born not long ago. Do you want to touch it?" Looking at Kyle who was full of curiosity, Weilin asked with a smile.

Seeing this, Kyle nodded and reached out to touch the little white beast.

It feels very special, with a soft touch everywhere, as if it really exists.

I don’t know what kind of skill this is, but he can achieve this level. The surface and touch are even more delicate than those of his two angel clones.

As if sensing Kyle's confusion, the white beast turned over, opened its mouth and bit his finger to convey a message to him.

By interpreting the information conveyed by the spirit of the war beast, Kyle gradually understood the technique of using magic.

This is the knowledge it inherited from the spirit of the previous war beast, a "waste" power technique that a legendary wizard researched using the souls of thousands of demons.

Kyle touched the head of the war beast spirit and thanked him in the magical language of La Libertad.

Hearing the familiar language, the spirit of the war beast showed a happy smile on his face.

After spending some time together, the spirit of the war beast returned to the altar and dematerialized itself.

After leaving the control center, Weilin landed on land and turned to Kyle and said, "This little guy was born not long ago. Although he inherited some of the memories of the previous war beast spirit, he is still very ignorant of this world."

"It will stay here until the war is over. You can have more conversations with it when it has nothing to do."

"I understand, my lord. Please leave it to me." Kyle nodded and replied.

As they talked, the two left the demiplane and returned to the garden.

Looking at his recliner, Weilin lay down on it without hesitation and continued to bask in the moonlight.

Kyle couldn't help but shook his head in this situation, but didn't say anything. He could only sigh that his master no longer basked in the sun, but in the moon instead.

However, now is free time, and he will not interfere with what the master wants to do.

After the salute, Kyle disappeared into the garden.

Feeling Kyle's breath disappear, Weilin turned over and prepared to take a nap.

……

On the morning of September 9759, 9 of the Glorious Calendar, Weilin came to the barren mountains outside the city as usual, preparing to practice druid magic.

He summoned the Druid's Book and turned to page 123. Just as he was about to practice [Parasitic Plant - Puppet Control], he suddenly felt something in his heart.

Touching his chest with his hand, Weilin felt the message conveyed by the Halo Contract and instantly understood the message.

"Today is my day off."

After taking back the Druid's Book that he had just put out for air, Weilin directly opened the Cecilia demiplane passage and walked in without hesitation.

Entering the Cecilia demiplane, Weilin felt that magic power was converging towards the demiplane.

"He's about to wake up."

Time was running out, so Weilin didn't delay any longer and flew directly to the location of the Tree of Life.

In the center of the magic vortex, the tender leaves of the Tree of Life swayed in the wind.

Dozens of griffins from the Snow Wind Clan prostrated themselves on the ground with respect in their eyes.

The Cecilia demiplane was given, and all the monsters stopped fighting, rested, and reproduced... They all prostrated themselves on the ground and knelt in the direction of the Tree of Life.

Weilin landed beside the Tree of Life, looked at the Snow Wind Clan, and waved to the two spouses of Xing.

Seeing their master's actions, the two mutant griffins stood up on all fours, came to Weilin's side, and rubbed their heads against his trouser legs.

Weilin reached out and stroked the heads of the two mutant griffins. The soft touch of the feathers was so appealing that he couldn't let go.

"How is it, do you miss your husband?"

The two mutant griffins nodded without hesitation, with nostalgic thoughts in their eyes.

Seeing this, Weilin looked helpless and said, "Your husband has gone to eat something good, and I don't know when he will be back."

It has been almost two months since the last time Xing and Miller were sent to deliver a letter.

According to my grandfather's reply, Miller was thrown into some kind of demiplane for training, which was considered a great fortune.

As for Xing, he either eats it or not, but from the tone of my grandfather's letter, I can tell that he likes that guy quite a bit. When he comes back this time, he should really become a ball.

For this reason, Weilin couldn't help but wonder with some evil humor whether a star that was as fat as a ball could still fly.

“Shasshasha”

The two mutant griffins shouted at their children and offspring.

All the griffins of the Snow Wind Clan raised their heads and nodded firmly, indicating that they understood.

Based on Weilin's many years of experience with the Xuefeng clan, he could read the meaning of it with a little thought.

"Don't learn from your clan leader."

"Got it, Mother (Grandma)."

It seems that this is roughly what it means.

Half an hour later, a spot of light appeared above the Tree of Life and gradually expanded.

Seeing this scene, Weilin knew that Cecilia was about to wake up, so he stopped stroking the griffin and waited quietly.

A ball of light appeared, and the magic power floating in the air began to cheer, celebrating the return of the world elves.

As for the Xuefeng Clan, they buried their heads in the ground and saluted the world elves to express their highest respect.

The next moment, the ball of light dissipated, and a brand new world elf appeared in front of Weilin.

Looking at Cecilia flying towards him, Weilin pushed his arms away and congratulated her on her return with a smile on his face.