Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

On December 9763, 12 of the Glorious Calendar, an order document from the royal capital was sent to Qixing Territory.

In the study, Weilin opened the document. There were only a few short sentences on it, but it was obvious that it was written by His Majesty the King himself.

"Viscount Qixing, you have made outstanding contributions. In the name of Belgrav Silves, on January 9764, 1 of the Glorious Calendar, in the Temple of Life in the capital, in the presence of the Pope of the Church of Life, the Saint of the Church of Life, and all the legends, I promote you to a peerage."

"Hilda."

"Master, what do you want me to do?" The head maid standing nearby came to Weilin and bowed.

"Go and get Baird."

"Yes, Master."

After Hilda left, Weilin poured himself a cup of tea soaked in red tree tea leaves, took a sip, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said with emotion: "It can be considered a success!"

He put down the teacup, stood up, left the study and walked towards his wife's study on the second floor.

"Kemelia, you have been too lazy these years."

In front of the door, Weilin heard his wife's voice, withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door, hid his figure, and prepared to eavesdrop.

"Sister, you are slandering me, you are..."

Seeing the look in her sister's eyes, Kemelia's objections became smaller and smaller.

"Speak up! Why don't you say anything?"

Xuemiya's face was serious, she crossed her arms and stared at her sister.

Seeing this, Kemelia buried her head in her chest, regretting coming here. She thought how much freer she would be in the magic academy.

"Keep your head up."

Upon hearing this, Kemelia no longer dared to play dead and raised her head, but she could not meet her sister's eyes.

"Humph, you don't even understand the principle of such a simple spell, and you still say you're not lazy."

"Sister, I haven't seen those. You can't..."

Xuemiya took out a teaching stick with her backhand, causing Kemelia to lose her voice instantly, with a hint of panic in her eyes, and the memory of the death was emerging in her mind.

"It seems that after years of not caring about you, you've gotten used to making excuses."

"You are just like your brother-in-law. You have a talent for slacking off, but he has had someone to supervise him over the years, but you don't."

"At the age of thirty-five, you are already a high-level silver mage."

"You are already sixty-three years old, and you have just stepped into the threshold of a gold-level low-level arcanist. You are still a long way from becoming a gold-level mid-level arcanist."

"Come, tell me when you plan to be promoted to a gold intermediate arcanist."

"one……"

Kemelia opened her mouth subconsciously, but when she saw her sister's murderous look, she immediately stopped talking and knelt on the ground.

"Sister, I was wrong."

"You're wrong. A simple 'wrong' can't make up for the resources I invested in you before." Xuemiya raised the blackboard stick in her hand, thinking about where to start. After all, her sister had to go to Qixing Magic Academy to teach tomorrow, so she had to save some face for him.

Seeing the stick still not falling, Kemelia began to worry, and said with some fear: "Sister, you are not going to sell me out!"

"If I sell you out, who would want you?" Xuemiya snorted coldly, with a stern face, "Stretch out your hand."

Upon hearing this, Kemelia did not dare to resist and stretched out her two hands.

"Snapped--"

Outside the study, Weilin quietly left the place, preparing to come back to see Xuemia later. It would be more appropriate to go see Kyle first.

Over the years, Xuemiya gave him the impression of being gentle, but occasionally a little naughty, so much so that he forgot that his wife was once a professor at the Psychic Academy of the Magic Saint City in the Magic Kingdom of Ashe.

As a professor, he is still strict, but he never shows it in front of me.

It is foreseeable that his sister-in-law, Camelia, will have a miserable life in the future, but it has nothing to do with him.

Inside the room, Xuemiya looked at Kemelia pretending to be pitiful, but she was not buying it at all. She would not stop until she had hit him fifty times.

With the help of mental magic, every time the teaching stick landed on Camelia's palm, it would shock her mind and make her feel the long-lost pain.

After the punishment, Xuemiya put away the teaching stick and said coldly: "I will see you here on the 3rd, 8th, 12th, 17th, 21st, 25th and 29th of every month."

"Don't try to play tricks on me. If I go to the Magic Academy to arrest you in person, the top of the flagpole outside will be where you will practice for three days."

"I know, sister."

Kemelia responded weakly with her head drooped, like an eggplant hit by frost.

Xuemiya nodded indifferently, picked up a handwritten version of the gold-level spell book on the desk, threw it to her sister, and said, "I will ask you again in three days. If you still don't understand, you know the consequences."

"Sister, I will try my best." Kmelia knelt on the ground, holding the handwritten version of the gold-level spell "Energy Absorption" in her arms, and said with fear on her face.

"Okay, let's go back."

Hearing this, Kemeli quickly got up and left the study, closing the door gently before leaving.

Looking at her sister's cautious look, Xuemiya looked a little helpless. If she didn't do this, this lazy dog ​​would not know what fear is.

"I seem to have just sensed Weilin's aura, but it doesn't matter."

Xuemiya shook her head and went to her desk to deal with her affairs. She prepared to meditate in the afternoon and in the evening...

……

Around the training ground, Weilin saw Kyle concentrating on educating Silas, and instantly had no intention of watching closely. He turned around and left, strolling to other parts of the castle.

Two hours later, Weilin returned to the study.

"Lord."

Baird came to the study, bowed and greeted respectfully.

"Baird, how many festivals have we had in a year since the establishment of Qixing Territory?"

Baird heard this and answered truthfully: "In reply to your lord's words, there are two festivals in Qixing Territory now."

“第一个是祈星日，起于光辉历9722年10月18日，是祈星领正式诞生之日，往后每年10月18日到10月24日这七天为假日。”

“第二个是荣耀日，起于光辉历9728年11月18日，往后每年的11月18日，11月19日和11月20日这三天为法定假日。”

After hearing this, Weilin nodded. This was the origin of the Star Praying Day and the Glory Day.

"On January 9764, 1 of the Glorious Calendar, I will be officially promoted to Earl, so I plan to establish a third festival. As for the name, do you have any ideas?"

Faced with the question from his master, Baird fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Weilin was not in a hurry and waited patiently.