Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Half an hour later, a low-level Holy Seal warrior wearing golden armor came to the city gate with hundreds of palace guards.

Every thirty meters, two palace guards would leave the line and stand back to back on both sides of the road.

"Two envoys, the Kingdom of Skalovi welcomes you. His Majesty is already waiting for you in the palace hall. Please follow me." Waot bowed and spoke in a respectful tone.

Weilin stood up, straightened his clothes, and motioned for the other party to lead the way.

Standing on the stone slabs, Weilin looked around from time to time. The dark tones dominated the surroundings, which exuded a solemn feeling.

In less than a moment, the three arrived at the palace hall.

Vaote stopped at the entrance of the hall, stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation.

Seeing this, Weilin nodded slightly and then walked into the palace hall.

Entering the hall, light appeared all around, illuminating the empty palace.

On the throne, Revakanmon, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood up, and under the gaze of the two, he walked down the stairs step by step and came to the center of the hall.

"Velin Aix, the expeditionary force's ambassador to the Kingdom of Skarlovy, is here to greet King Rivakanmon." Velin placed his right hand on his chest, bent forward slightly, and saluted.

"No need to be polite, Ambassador Weilin." Rivakanmon stared at the black-haired young man in front of him and said slowly, "The kingdom's faith belongs to the Goddess of Life. If you want to clean up the remnants of the Church of the God of Beasts and the rebellious nobles who collude with other countries, I will let my loyal guard General Vaot assist you."

After hearing what the other party said, Weilin didn't hesitate to speak politely and said straight to the point: "Your Majesty Revakanmon, the wealth of the Beast God Church and the rebellious nobles must belong to the expeditionary army. I hope you know this."

The tone is easy-going, but the attitude is firm.

Seeing this, Ruiwakanmeng couldn't help but feel relieved. He was not afraid of the other party making demands, but was afraid that the other party would not make demands.

If the other party is polite, it may not be as simple as preaching, but to make changes to the political situation in the Kingdom of Skalovyi, or even deprive the Sliven family of their royal status.

"Ambassador Weilin, you can kill all those who embezzle the expeditionary force's wealth, even those from the royal family." Rivakanmon said slowly with a gentle expression.

"Your Majesty, my army will arrive at the capital of the Kingdom of Skalovi in ​​half a month at most. Only then will I begin to investigate the pagans, so I won't bother your army any more."

"The expeditionary force has made a promise. The fact that the Kingdom of Skalovi now belongs to the Sliven family will not change. You don't have to worry about it."

"Thank you for your information, Ambassador Verin."

After a brief exchange between the two parties, Weilin said goodbye.

Led by a guard, Weilin and Kyle went to the residence prepared by Revakanmon.

Watching the two people leave, Rivakanmon put away the gentle smile on his face and revealed a cold look.

Waot, wearing golden armor, came behind Revakanmon and asked, "Your Majesty, what do you want?"

"Send the wealth to the ambassador and don't worry about other things. The kingdom's army just needs to maintain order." Rivakanmon put his hands behind his back, looking at the sun in the distance, his tone very cold.

"In addition, select five beautiful girls and five voluptuous women from the royal family and send them to Nosha Manor."

"I will obey your orders, my Lord."

Waot bowed and saluted, then left the palace.

……

In a manor in the northern city, Weilin dismissed the servants in the manor with a wave of his hand and asked Kyle to transfer a battalion of soldiers from the Messier demiplane to take full control of the manor.

Entering the garden and looking at the beautiful scenery of the lake, Weilin immediately took out a rattan chair and lay down comfortably.

The main force of the 15th Army will arrive in the Kingdom of Skalovyi in half a month, which means he will have 15 days of free time.

As for Kyle, seeing his master being lazy, he shook his head, said nothing, turned around and left, preparing to check out other parts of the manor and make some arrangements to prevent any mice from getting in while he was distracted.

In the evening, an officer came to the garden and reported in a low voice: "My lord, the king has sent ten women here."

"woman?"

Weilin sat up from the rattan chair, looking a little confused.

Kyle finished his meditation, opened his eyes, and asked, "Master, do you need me to send them away?"

"Wait, let me think about it." Weilin touched his chin, and based on his one-sided understanding of the old king, he began to think about whether to accept these ten women.

After hearing what his master said, Kyle understood what he was thinking.

When a person is curious about something, it means he has some ideas about it.

"Master, this manor is still short of some maids. I think we can take them in."

Weilin turned his head to look at Kyle and said with a smile: "I just feel that if we let these people go, they might be killed by the old king. What do you think?"

"Considering his behavior, this is possible." Kyle thought for a moment and answered.

Then, Weilin ordered the officer, "Go and bring those ten women in. Have them change into maid costumes and clean up the manor first. If there are any secret documents, just give them to Kyle."

"Yes, Lord Lord."

The officer bowed, saluted, answered loudly, and then turned and left.

Seeing this, Kyle couldn't help but shook his head, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

……

Led by the guards, ten women of different looks were taken to a servant's room.

A low-level silver warrior spoke Nangeshia with an Ansa accent, pointed at the maid clothes in the closet, and ordered: "Put on these clothes and clean the manor."

"By..."

Before a red-haired girl could finish her words, a woman covered her mouth.

The low-level silver warrior turned his head, looked at the red-haired girl, and said in a cold voice: "Why, do you have any objections?"

"No...no, sir, we will change it right away, right away." The red-haired woman said humbly, adjusting her attitude.

Seeing the other party's pitiful appearance, the low-level silver warrior thought of his wife and softened his tone a little: "I'll give you a piece of advice, don't wander around if you have nothing to do. There are only a few people here who can understand the Nangeshia language. If you encounter a patrolling force and are killed as an invader, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After saying that, he left the room and waited outside.

"Mother, we..."

The red-haired young woman held her daughter in her arms and comforted her softly, "It's okay, I'm here, I'm here."