Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"No, it could be the one with the best reputation." Weilin, who knew the trick, shook his head and said to Baird.

"My Lord, why is this?"

Baird shook off the blood on the knight's sword, put it into the scabbard, and asked in confusion.

"There are many things in this, and it will be difficult to explain it to you in a short time. When the enemy comes, the general will fight, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it. When we encounter any difficulties, we can just use the long sword in our hands to smash it."

Seeing that Weilin was unwilling to elaborate, Baird stopped asking, returned to the caravan, reorganized the team, and prepared to set off.

Weilin looked at the corpses of the robbers in the wilderness, his eyes were deep, and he kept thinking.

In the next few days of the journey, Weilin did not encounter robbers. Perhaps these hyenas knew that the caravan was strong and did not want to suffer losses for no reason, so they chose to give up.

After crossing the wilderness, they finally arrived at their second destination-the ridge of Baron Brian's territory.

Before Weilin stepped into the ridge territory, Baron Brian learned of their tracks.

As Brian, who had just been developing for six years, was in the rising stage of his career and was very sensitive to the surrounding environment.

After all, a team of more than 200 people was very conspicuous at the border of the Gray Wilderness.

Weilin, who was walking in front of the team, looked at the dust in the distance, condensed his fighting spirit in his eyes, and found that a large group of people were approaching them, and then ordered Baird and others to prepare for battle.

"The one in front is cousin Weilin." A rough voice came, which made him let down his guard a little, and drove his horse forward to meet him.

The man was wearing loose clothes, with a knight's long sword hanging around his waist, surrounded by several knights and more than 30 knight attendants.

"Cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much. How are you doing recently?" Weilin drove his horse forward and saw that Brian's face was no different from when he left Windsor Castle six years ago.

"Welcome to you, Weilin." Brian got off the horse, opened his arms, and hugged Weilin fiercely, showing great enthusiasm.

"Cousin, I need to talk to you for a few days. I hope you don't mind."

"If you want to, Alick is visiting my castle. We can have a good exchange then."

When Weilin heard that the third person he was going to visit was in Brian's castle, he was overjoyed: "Orlando, take the second wooden box from the second carriage."

Orlando, who was standing behind Weilin and leading the horse, came to the second carriage and came to the two of them with a heavy box.

Welin stepped forward and opened the wooden box, revealing the full body armor of the excellent knight inside.

Baron Brian looked at the glittering armor and his eyes almost popped out.

"Cousin, how about this gift?"

"What should I do? I will be disrespectful to refuse it." Baron Brian stepped forward and stroked the full body armor of the excellent knight that belonged to him, just like comforting his woman.

Hearing his contradictory words, he was still the familiar person, without much change.

Perhaps because there were outsiders around, Baron Brian felt that he had lost his composure. He coughed a few times to cover up the awkward atmosphere, then had someone carry the box away and said, "Velin, come on, I'll take you to my castle. I'm going to hold a good banquet for you tonight."

"Haha, cousin Brian, I'm looking forward to it."

Baron Brian led the way in front and led Velin and his party to his castle.

After a journey of more than ten kilometers, the party came to a small but practical war fortress.

The walls of the castle were full of barbs to prevent creatures from climbing into the castle.

In addition, there were more crossbows and crossbows on the walls than expected. In the open space not far from the castle, there were thousands of young and strong men who were trained by several knights to perform simple thrusts.

Looking at their clothes, they should be civilians in the Ridge Territory.

Baron Brian followed Weilin's gaze and explained with a smile: "Weilin, the border area is not peaceful. These are all preparations for dealing with monster raids."

"Cousin, you have made great achievements in the past six years."

"That's natural. Don't you see who I am? I am Brian, a man destined to become the sixth earl of the Aix family."

Hearing Weilin's affirmation, Brian was very showy and said loudly.

Suddenly, Brian seemed to remember something and asked without hesitation: "Weilin, didn't you say you would stay in the Eagle Territory when you were a child? Why did you run out to be a pioneer knight?"

"It's a long story, so I won't talk about it. Just think of it as something I suddenly realized."

"That's right. As a man of the Aix family, you must become a pioneer knight and fight for your own territory. This is worthy of your ancestors..."

"Okay, cousin, let's talk about this later. Take me to visit your castle first. I can't wait to learn about your fortress." Weilin hurriedly interrupted Brian and changed the subject, fearing that he could talk here for hours.

Entering the hall, I saw a gentleman-looking man hiding in a chair and drinking tea quietly.

"Welin, this is Alik, it's... um..." Baron Brian touched the back of his head, and for a moment he couldn't remember how to let Weilin address him.

Weilin, who had done his homework, rolled his eyes at Brian, stepped forward to hug the strange man, and said kindly: "Cousin Alik, it's nice to meet you."

"I'm glad to meet you, my brother." Alik was suddenly hugged, stunned for a moment, then reacted and responded to Weilin with the same attitude.

Baron Brian on the side smiled awkwardly. He has always been confused about the various relationships in the family and often recognizes his own relatives by mistake.

"Master, the banquet is ready. Please move to the living room." A butler with a gray beard came to the hall and reported to Brian respectfully.

"Welin, Alick, the dinner is ready. Let's go to the banquet first, eat and chat, and let Weilin talk about what happened in the family over the past thirty years."

Baron Brian greeted the two and went to his living room.

During the dinner, Weilin and Alick had a good chat. The topics included all aspects, including the kingdom's politics, geography, neighboring countries and other topics. It can be said that they talked about everything.

Looking at the two people who had a harmonious relationship, Brian was very happy.

He was happy from the bottom of his heart that his cousin and his brother got along so well.

But what he didn't know was that although Weilin and Alick talked about everything, they were wary of each other and did a lot of superficial work.

As time passed, the dinner ended, and Weilin dragged his tired body to the room arranged by Brian.

Lying in bed, Weilin closed his eyes, recalled the conversation at the dinner, combined with the information he got from Baron Olcott, and thought about which place in the Gray Wasteland would be the best initial direction.

He had only one requirement, to ensure safety first, and then talk about other things.

Brian and Alick both recommended Weilin to explore the northwest direction of the Gray Wasteland, which was contrary to the direction recommended by Baron Olcott.

Due to the information obtained by fate, the direction recommended by Baron Olcott was not advisable, so only the northwest direction of the Gray Wasteland remained.

In this way, isn't it equivalent to having no choice?

If he doesn't consider the risks, the southwest direction of the Gray Wasteland is a good choice.

"No matter, safety first, choose the northwest direction. With the guidance of fate, when I become strong, the entire Gray Wasteland will be mine. Will I still need to choose at that time?"

After making up his mind, Weilin began to fall asleep.