Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Master, how about calling it a miracle?" Baird looked up at Weilin and asked.

Weilin touched his chin, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Miracle, the birth of Qixing Territory is indeed a miracle, so it's called Miracle Day. As for the holiday, it will be from January 1st to January 1th every year."

"I'll leave it to you to formulate the relevant rules. As for the way to celebrate, you can follow the folk way."

"Yes, my lord."

In the next half hour, Weilin explained many related matters and then sent Baird back.

Sitting on the sofa, I picked up a book of adventurer stories and read it with relish.

Three days later, Weilin took Xuemia and Kyle and left Qixing Territory and headed for Cardro Province, preparing to go to the royal capital via the teleportation array.

The departure of the three people made two people in the territory feel relieved. One was Kemelia who was afraid of her sister, and the other was Silas who got a vacation.

On December 9763, 12 of the Glorious Calendar, Weilin arrived at the royal capital and, under the guidance of the knights of the Ilan Knights, went to a side hall of the palace to rest.

There were as many as seven people who were promoted to the title this time, one was promoted to marquis, and the other six were promoted to earl.

"come over."

In the hall, Weilin heard his father's voice and had to go over with Xuemia and Kyle.

"Good evening, father!"

"I've been feeling very bad lately." Angus stared at the bastard Weilin and said word by word.

Alyssa, who was sitting next to Angus, saw this and covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

As for Ilysis standing aside, he spread his hands with a helpless expression.

Alicia sat next to Ilysis with a hint of apology in her eyes, saying that she couldn't help either.

Seeing this, Weilin understood in his heart that it seemed that his father had suffered so much during his visit to his grandfather that he was so resentful.

"Father, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying this, Weilin took Xuemia's hand and prepared to run away without waiting for Angus's consent.

Just as he was about to leave, Angus appeared in front of Weilin, rubbed his wrist, and said with a smile: "It has been many years since the last time I tested your combat ability. It's a good opportunity for me to test it tonight."

Weilin glanced at Angus and asked in a low voice: "Father, are you sure? If you can't beat me, you will be humiliated."

Angus frowned when he heard this, and felt uneasy: "Could it be that this kid has some hidden tricks again?"

"Father, do you want to fight again?"

"Fight? Of course you can. If you can beat your father, that's your ability. I'm so happy. How can I feel ashamed?" Angus raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"Okay, Father, come on then."

After receiving instructions from his master, Kyle turned around and left, asking the palace guards for a training ground for fighting.

Upon seeing this, the palace guards immediately reported to their superiors.

This application went through various levels of reporting and within ten minutes it reached the hands of Belgrav Silvestre, King of the Kingdom of Ilia, who was handling government affairs.

Belgrave put down the government affairs he was reviewing and said with emotion: "A duel between father and son is really rare."

"Your Majesty, how do you think we should deal with this?" A mid-level soul knight standing behind Belgrav asked with his head down.

"I'm tired today, so I might as well go and watch the fight between father and son."

Upon hearing this, the Soul Intent Intermediate Knight asked, "Your Majesty, we need to activate that training ground."

"Training Ground No. 1."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

With Belgrave's instigation, many important figures in the royal capital learned the news of the duel between Earl Angus of the Eagle and Viscount Verin of the Praying Star, and they all went to the palace to feast their eyes.

In a manor in the northern city, upon hearing the news, the Duke of Moravia raised his eyebrows and disappeared instantly.

Ankrol Moravia, who was standing in the hall, was stunned for a moment when his father disappeared, then he reacted and flew towards the palace.

My father is so unkind that he didn’t even take me with him.

At this moment, hundreds of powerful men appeared in the sky above the royal capital, flying towards the palace.

The duel between father and son aroused the curiosity of all the strong men in the royal capital.

Under the king's order, the general of the palace garrison lifted the ban and let the guards lead these soul-level strongmen to training ground No. 1.

In the stands of Training Ground No. 1, more than a thousand people had arrived in less than half an hour, gathering in groups of three or four to discuss the duel.

Many people are very familiar with the Eagle Earl Angus, and many have even fought alongside him.

As for the miracle child, Verin Aix, the most popular stories about him are about managing territory and leading troops in battles. As for his combat capabilities, there is basically no information.

"In my opinion, the child of miracle has a great chance of winning." A high-level soul mage stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"No, no, in my opinion, Lord Angus has a greater chance of winning. After all, it is basically impossible for a father to lose when he beats his son." A high-level soul knight said.

"Father, I..."

A low-ranking golden knight sitting next to him was about to speak when his father gave him a meaningful look and frightened him so much that he immediately shut his mouth.

"You are all wrong. Whether Angus wins or loses, he is actually a winner."

The words of a low-level soul mage instantly enlightened several people and made them nod in agreement.

Angus won, and the father still lost when he beat his son. Isn't that normal?

Angus lost, but the fact that his son was able to defeat his father shows that he was a good father and his reputation as a wise father must be widely known.

It seems that the miracle child is a loser no matter what, but it is not shameful to lose to his own father.

"His Majesty is here!"

A melodious voice was heard, and the soul transcendents and gold transcendents below the legendary level stood up one after another, placed their right hands on their chests, and bowed their heads to show their respect.

As for the legendary strong man, he nodded as a response.

Belgrave came to the chief seat, first bowed to Saint Anastasia of the Church of Life who was sitting next to him, then waved his hand for everyone to take a seat.

After sitting in the chief seat, Belgrave asked, "Saint, is Lord Idamien not here?"

"Three days ago, the goddess issued a decree that the Pope had gone to the subsidiary plane to handle affairs. He is expected to return to the main world in two years." Saint Anastasia replied softly.

"I see."

Belgrave then turned his attention to the training ground.

Under the illumination of the magic lights, the entire training ground was as bright as day.

Thanks to the efforts of hundreds of palace guards, the equipment used for various trainings was cleared.

When Weilin and Angus climbed onto the platform, the magic shield was activated to reinforce the space and create an environment for the two to fight.