Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Surrounded by the crowd, Weilin stepped off the warship and onto the dock.

The big man saw the visitor, adjusted his armor, strode forward, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "General Burgot of the Port of Bailis garrison is here to welcome you, Lord Weilin."

"General Bergott, did my grandfather leave any message?" Weilin looked up and down at the big man in front of him. He was strong and powerful, and his height of two meters and three meters was extremely oppressive.

Seeing this, the big man replied respectfully: "Lord Weilin, the Grand Duke has instructed me that if you arrive at the port of Bailis, he hopes you will go to the capital to meet him."

"I understand, is there anything else?"

"No."

"Then please send someone to deliver fresh fruits and vegetables to the military camp."

"It is my duty, I will take my leave."

After saying this, Bergotte pounded his chest, saluted, and left.

On the other hand, Weilin handed the army over to the Hebrews, took Kyle and the guards and left for the capital of the Principality of Silves.

Ten years have passed since I set foot on this land again.

Under the governance of Grand Duke Saler Silves of the Principality of Silves, the culture from the Kingdom of Ilia and the local culture are merging with each other, gradually forming a new culture.

Along the way, the Ansa people's clothing style is changing.

Since there were basically no nobles, common people everywhere had more spare money. The clothes they wore had changed greatly compared to the Ansa Kingdom period, and their mental outlook had obviously improved.

Passing through the city gate, he entered the newly built capital of the Principality of Silvestre. The familiar style was everywhere. If he didn't know where this place was, Weilin would have thought he had returned to the capital of the Kingdom of Ilia.

Entering the city and looking up, at the end of the road is a very large Life Church. People from other areas lined up to pray, making the road extremely crowded. Many city guards were assisting the security personnel in maintaining order.

On both sides of the road, vendors were eagerly boasting about their wares, special stores had beautiful maids to solicit business on the streets, and adventurers walking by were chatting and laughing with their arms around each other. The whole city was full of vitality, completely lacking the majesty that a royal capital should have.

"Why don't we go and pray as well?" Weilin looked at the magnificent church, an idea came to his mind, and he turned to ask Kyle.

Kyle looked at his master who was eager to try. If outsiders did not know his religious beliefs, they would really think that their master was a devout believer.

"My Lord, you don't want people to know that you are a shallow believer, do you?"

After hearing Kyle's words, Weilin touched the back of his head awkwardly and gave up the idea of ​​going to the Life Church to pray in public.

"Well, let's go see my grandfather first."

Weilin waved his hand and said to Kyle, then walked forward with his head down.

After seventeen years of marriage, this was the first time he met Xuemiya's grandfather.

Thinking about it carefully, Weilin felt like an unfilial son.

He shook his head and put the thought behind him. Wasn't he going to meet his elders this time?

On the way to the palace, Weilin bought some special delicacies and ate them while walking.

The food that combines the cooking techniques of the Kingdom of Ilia and the former Kingdom of Ansa tastes unique, and he gradually falls in love with this city.

"This is a restricted area of ​​the palace. Please stop."

The officer at the city gate raised his hand and spoke loudly to the people near the city gate.

Seeing this, Kyle rolled his eyes and said with a half-smile, "You can go and report it, saying that the unfilial descendants have come to see Grand Duke Silvester."

After hearing Kyle's words, Weilin's expression froze instantly. He couldn't swallow or eat the half-bitten fruit.

"Yes, my lord."

Feeling the opponent's terrifying momentum, coupled with some rumors he had heard, the officer at the city gate did not dare to be negligent. He immediately beat his chest and saluted, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

Seeing this, Weilin waved his hand to call the gate officer over and ordered, "Just tell him that Weilin Axe wants to see you. Don't take anything he says seriously, and don't spread it out, or you may end up guarding the toilet for the rest of your life."

"Yes... yes, sir."

Facing Weilin's threat, the officer at the city gate quickly lowered his head and answered, not daring to hesitate for the slightest.

"Go."

After getting permission, the officer at the city gate felt as if he had been pardoned. He ordered the guards to watch the city gate and then quickly ran towards the palace.

"Look how scared you are." Weilin pointed at the embarrassed back of the officer at the city gate while holding a half-eaten fruit, and teased with a smile.

"My lord, I am telling the truth." Kyle replied calmly.

When Weilin heard this, he thought for a moment and felt that it was indeed the truth. He looked up at Kyle's half-smile, turned his head away, and decided to ignore him for the time being.

A moment later, a middle-aged general strode towards the city gate with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

Judging from his aura, he is a mid-level golden knight. Looking at his face, he is somewhat similar to his father-in-law.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person might be his uncle, the heir to the Principality of Silves, the bishop of the Silves Church of Life, Bufield Silves.

While waiting for the other party to approach the city gate, Weilin threw the fruit core in his hand to Kyle, wiped it on his body, and then walked forward.

Kyle looked at the fruit core in his hand, a gleam in his eyes, and he went back to modify his training plan. Six hours of rest a day was still too much, and it would be more reasonable to change it to three hours a day.

He applied gentle force to crush the core, then followed.

"Uncle Bullfield."

The middle-aged general was about to introduce himself, but he didn't expect the other party to reveal his identity in one sentence.

After being stunned for a moment, Bufield reacted, with a smile on his face, and said, "Welin, welcome."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two men walked towards the palace hall.

As for the twenty-four guards, they were led by the palace guards to a side hall near the city gate to rest.

Outside the palace, a kind-looking old man was waiting with several of his grandchildren, emitting a moderate and peaceful aura.

Salair Silves, a low-ranking Soul Knight who is nearly four hundred years old, is entering the twilight of his life.

"grandfather."

Weilin stepped forward and saluted, speaking respectfully to show his respect.

With a friendly smile on his face, Saleel walked forward, helped Weilin up, and said, "Weilin, this is the first time we meet."

"Yes, grandpa, I haven't seen you since I married Xuemiya. I'm really ashamed!" Weilin said with shame on his face.

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay." Salair waved his hands and said soothingly, "Let's go inside and talk, let's go inside and talk."

Saler pulled Weilin into the palace hall, and the others followed behind them, but kept a distance.