Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Suddenly, a young man burst into the room and said breathlessly: "Captain, a large group of wild beasts are approaching the village."

The man with the broken arm stood up suddenly and asked, "Have the people working outside returned?"

The young man took a breath and answered, "Captain, as soon as the beast was discovered, Pastor Hayes notified everyone to return to the village. They are probably all back now."

"That's good. Now go and notify all the guards to take their weapons and gather at the earth wall."

"Yes, Captain."

The young man didn't even bother to rest and turned and left.

The man with the broken arm looked at Celeste and said apologetically, "Please take a rest here. I will come back to chat with you after I drive away those beasts."

"I'll go with you." Celeste stood up and said, "I've traveled through the wilderness and I'm a seasoned warrior, so I should be able to help."

"Thank you."

The man with the broken arm bowed his head and thanked him, then left the room to get his armor and weapons.

After the other party left, only Celeste and Myrna were left in the stone house.

"Master, you can obviously deal with these beasts with just a wave of your hand, so why do you say such things?" Milna tilted her head and asked curiously.

Celeste looked at Myrna and said slowly, "I want to see their true living conditions."

After hearing the master's answer, Milna seemed to understand but did not ask any more questions.

On the east side of the earth wall of Bailang Village, dozens of young men and women, holding iron weapons, gathered around a young pastor apprentice, listening to the "Bible of Life" to calm their inner restlessness.

A few minutes later, a man with a broken arm wearing iron armor and several archers came to the low wall on the east side of the village.

"team leader."

"team leader."

When many young men and women saw the person coming, they bowed and made way.

When the apprentice pastor saw the man with the broken arm coming towards him, he stopped reading the Bible of Life and said, "Captain Yamins, you are here."

"Pastor Hayes, after the battle, I still need you to treat the wounded." The man with the broken arm bowed slightly to the priest's apprentice and spoke.

The apprentice priest replied with a serious face, "This is my duty."

Seeing this, the man with the broken arm nodded and then shouted, "Assemble."

The order was given and the queue was formed in less than a minute.

The archer stood on the left, the warrior stood in the middle, and the strong woman stood on the right.

Celeste, who was standing at the back, watched carefully and soon figured out the number of the White Wolf Village guards: there were forty-three young and strong men and twenty-one women with some strength, a total of sixty-four people.

Among them, there are two high-level warrior apprentices, five mid-level warrior apprentices, sixteen low-level warrior apprentices, and the rest are ordinary people.

The strongest person present was the man with the broken arm, a high-level bronze warrior.

The second was the high-level priest apprentice named Hayes, who was wearing a grey priest robe, holding an iron priest staff, and had strong muscles. His physical strength was even more exaggerated than that of the two high-level warrior apprentices.

"We are short of meat, and these stupid beasts appeared in the territory of White Wolf Village."

"Under the protection of the goddess of life, kill them."

"Kill them."

The crowd roared.

Just a few short words aroused everyone's fighting spirit.

"Archers on the walls, warriors fighting with me, women treating the wounded."

After a few simple commands and the assignment of combat tasks, the man with the broken arm drew his sword and climbed up the low wall with the archers and some soldiers. The remaining soldiers guarded the gate, waiting for the order to charge.

Celeste took out an ordinary iron sword, handed it to Myrna, and said to her, "Fight later and hunt the three beasts."

"Okay, Master."

Myrna took the iron sword with excitement in her eyes.

Coming to the top of the low wall, Celeste looked down and saw more than a hundred wild wolves surrounding the village, grinning with murderous eyes.

Behind the wolf pack, a bronze-level white wolf looked at the village with hatred in its eyes.

Its mother died at the hands of that damned human with a broken hand. Today it is going to attack this village and eat all these humans.

"Ouch——"

With a shrill roar, several tall wolves ran hard and rushed towards the low wall.

Behind it, dozens of wild wolves followed closely.

"Shoot the wolf that's in front."

Upon receiving the order, thirteen archers drew their arrows, drew their bows and shot arrows.

With a shrill roar, several wolves leaped onto the low wall with the help of the backs of tall wolves.

The man with the broken arm had a cold light in his eyes. He swung his sword with his left arm, cut a wild wolf in half, and shouted, "Kill."

On the low wall, Celeste held an iron sword in his hand, seemingly "fighting" with the wild wolf, but actually observing secretly. When the soldiers guarding the wall encountered a crisis, he would appropriately slow down the speed of the wild wolf to give the opponent a chance to counterattack.

Half an hour later, with more than half of the wolves killed, the man with the one-armed man ordered the gate to be opened and the soldiers to launch an attack. At the same time, he jumped off the low wall and rushed towards the conspicuous white wolf monster.

"Myrna, go ahead."

After hearing what her master said, Milna chopped off the head of a wild wolf, jumped off the low wall, and began to hunt the strengthened mixed-hair wild wolves.

As time went by, the wolves became increasingly scarce.

When the white wolf monster's head was chopped off by the man with the broken arm, the wild wolves on the edge lost their courage.

As for the wild wolves involved in the battle, they all became victims of the village guards' knives.

Thanks to Celeste's covert intervention, except for a few injuries, the rest were unharmed.

After treatment by the pastor's apprentice, the injured person recovered in less than a few minutes.

During the break, the strong women began to skin and de-stress the wolves, separating the edible meat from the internal organs.

In the afternoon, after finishing his business, in the village chief's stone house, the man with the one-armed man took out his treasured wine to thank Celeste and Myrna for their help.

"If you want to thank someone, thank me, your disciple. I didn't do anything." Celeste sat on the stone bench and spoke slowly.

Seeing this, the man with the broken arm replied, "Sir, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be as relaxed as we are today."

“Why isn’t it the result of your hard work?” Celeste asked back.

"Because of my intuition and my many years of military experience." The man with the broken arm poured a glass of wine for Celeste and answered, "In the army, although I was only the adjutant of the squadron leader, I was very good at analyzing the battle situation of less than 500 people."

"Without help from others, at least five members of the village guards would have been seriously injured, but now only three were slightly injured. The result is self-evident."

"Beasts are different from intelligent creatures. They will not feel fear when driven by the white wolf monster. The only unexpected factors in this battle are you and your disciple. The lady has clear eyes and a simple mind. In this case, you must have provided help."

Celeste looked at the man with the broken arm and said in a calm tone: "You are very smart."