Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Walking on the blood-stained floor, Vaote led more than a hundred soldiers into the depths of the manor.

An officer saw Vaote coming and saluted: "General, Her Royal Highness the Princess is inside."

Vaote nodded, walked through the gate and entered the small garden.

In front of the pavilion, several female knights rushed forward with determination in their eyes, holding their knight swords tightly.

Looking at these people, Vaote placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword and slashed out several sword strikes at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The next moment, the bodies of the four female knights were chopped into pieces, scattered into pieces of flesh and blood, and fell into the flowers.

Without paying any attention to the ants he had killed, Vaote walked straight to the pavilion, crossed his arms, bowed and saluted: "Good afternoon, Your Highness the Third Princess."

The elegant woman stood up, her face calm, "General Vaote, my father asked you to come."

"His Majesty asked me to give you a ride." Waote raised his head and looked at the third princess, saying the coldest words in a calm tone.

"bring it on."

The third princess of the Kingdom of Skalovyi gave a miserable smile, then closed her eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Your Highness, please go."

Waote bowed his head and saluted, then flashed behind the third princess and shattered her heart, allowing her to leave this world without any pain.

After placing the body on the ground, Waot ordered the soldiers to guard the place, and then he took up his knight's sword to look for his son-in-law, Gullien Tozmonsa, and his three heirs.

In a blind spot, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes looked at the two Six-Seal Warriors with anger in his eyes. If the Church of the God of Beasts was still there, how could that old immortal dare to do this to him.

"Viot."

Looking at the person coming through the gate, Gulain said with gritted teeth.

"Lord Gulain, I'm here to take you to see your father. Please don't resist." Waot waved his hand to let the two Six-Seal Warriors retreat, walked up to the middle-aged man, saluted, and said respectfully.

"Wyot, what have you done with my wife, Harriet?"

Vaote looked indifferent and answered, "Her Royal Highness has already left. If you leave now, you may still be able to catch up with her."

"Hehehe."

"Hahahaha!"

"That old man is really cruel, really cruel!"

"I regret not listening to Harriet. I took a chance and ruined them."

Gulain roared wildly, holding the broken sword, burst out six seals, burned blood, and rushed forward.

Looking at the prince's son-in-law who was determined to die, Vaote drew his knight's sword and pierced through the other's body.

Feeling the pain in his body, Gulain looked down at his chest and found that the six marks had been broken.

"Repent!"

After leaving these unwilling words, Gulain's body exploded and broke into dozens of pieces, scattering all over the martial arts field.

Looking at his masterpiece, Vaote remained expressionless and ordered the two Six Seal Warriors, "Gather the body of Lord Gulain and take it to the front yard to burn it later."

"Yes, General."

The two men answered and immediately began to collect the body parts in the courtyard.

Three hours later, the entire Tozmonza estate was slaughtered, leaving no one alive.

The bodies of Gullion Tozmonsa and his three sons were piled together, and under the watchful eyes of many palace guards, Vaot threw down torches and set them on fire.

More than a hundred soldiers were left to guard the place until the flames burned the four bodies into ashes.

On the other side, Vaote took off his helmet, tied a white cloth on his forehead, carried a white flag, led more than a thousand palace guards in mourning, and walked out of the city with the body of the third princess of the Kingdom of Skalovyi.

……

Facing the rising sun, Weilin stood above the clouds, overlooking the capital of the Kingdom of Skarlovy. Even at an altitude of a thousand meters, he could still smell the strong smell of blood.

"As expected, the King of Skalovi has been purged."

Hearing this, Kyle asked, "My Lord, should we go directly to the palace or enter the city to observe first?"

"Go into the city first and find out the direction of the city."

After saying this, the two figures disappeared into the sky.

In an unknown alley in the southern part of the Kingdom of Skarlovy, Weilin changed into a set of coarse cloth, asked Kyle to cast a layer of illusion, and then swaggered onto the street.

"Have you heard? The death of the third princess was actually an order from His Majesty the King." A middle-aged man carrying coarse salt whispered to the young man who was traveling with him.

"Absolutely impossible." The young man denied, "The third princess is the king's favorite daughter. How could he bear to kill her? I think it's those..."

At this point, the young man stopped and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he continued, "I heard from my cousin who is an officer in the army that the remnants of the church assassinated the third princess in order to avenge the king."

"Really?" The middle-aged man looked suspicious and somewhat believed what the other party said.

"Of course it's true." The young man pretended to be profound and said in a positive tone, "If you were the king, would you kill your favorite daughter?"

"No, if I were the king, I would definitely..."

Hundreds of meters away, Weilin heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but shook his head.

"My lord, it seems that this king is quite cruel." Kyle touched his chin, thoughtfully, and spoke.

Upon hearing this, Weilin rolled his eyes at Kyle and said, "That person is the one who dared to lead the way in selling out the country. The so-called most beloved daughter is nothing in the face of power."

"But it's better this way. People who are resourceful and cunning are always easier to get along with than those who act on impulse. After all, we are here to accept the surrender of the Kingdom of Skalovi and to clean up the nobles and other leaders of forces who have had contact with the Harvest Church, not to rule this country."

Everything has two sides. For Weilin, he does not need to get involved in the politics of the Kingdom of Skalovyi. With the old king around, things will go smoothly.

After strolling for a while, near noon, Weilin removed the illusion and walked towards the palace gate with Kyle.

"stop!"

Outside the palace gate, two Four-Seal warriors looked at the two people approaching the gate and shouted to stop them.

"Give this to your king, and he will naturally know our identity." Weilin didn't waste time talking to the other party. He took out the order document issued by the expeditionary force, held it up with his fighting spirit, and handed it to the other party.

Feeling the fleeting powerful momentum, the two Four-Seal Warriors looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus. The Four-Seal Warrior on the left took the document with both hands and ran towards the palace hall.

The four-Indian warrior standing on the right ordered his subordinates to bring chairs for the two to rest.

No matter who the other party is, just based on the momentum that flashed by just now, he is more powerful than General Wyotte. He must be someone he cannot afford to offend, so the right thing to do is to treat him with caution.