Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

In the center of the camp, Verin, Clell, and Kyle sat around the campfire, conversing with each other.

Verin kept his promise and didn't drink a drop of alcohol.

"To think you'd give up your position as vice-captain of a floating battleship to join the expeditionary force," Verin said, handing a skewer of grilled meat to the slightly tipsy Clell, unable to help but sigh.

Clell's face was a little flushed. He took the skewer from Verin and bit into it. The magical power contained within the golden-grade magical beast meat exploded in his body, diluting some of the alcohol.

"It's mainly for experience."

"My good brothers are all so powerful, isn't that from experience?"

"The thought of me still standing still fills me with a strong sense of crisis, so this time I want to improve my strength through the expeditionary campaign."

Seeing Clell avoiding the topic, Verin signaled Kyle to continue pouring wine, unafraid that this guy wouldn't talk.

Kyle understood his lord's hint and continued to urge him to drink.

Seeing Verin's sincere smile, Clell decisively pretended to be drunk, and after being poured a whole bottle of glowing wine, he lay directly on the ground without any decorum.

Seeing this, Verin quickly helped Clell up.

Looking at this guy pretending to be drunk, Verin had an idea and said to Kyle with a smile, "This guy wanted to see what I look like drunk, but now I've seen what he looks like drunk."

"My lord, this place isn't far from the capital, how about we send Clell back?" Kyle blinked and said, echoing Verin's sentiment.

"That's a great idea."

As soon as he finished speaking, Clell twisted his body and mumbled vaguely, "Display can't be random because..."

Hearing this, Verin said softly with a smile in his eyes, "That's right, then let's rest here tonight. It won't be too late to return to your station tomorrow."

After speaking, Clell cooperated with a few vague words and then fell silent.

Seeing this, the two "helped" Clell into a tent.

After doing all this, Verin sat next to Clell, looked at his old friend's somewhat haggard face, and said, "Just rest well here."

After saying that, a ball of green magic power appeared in Verin's hand, sending it into Clell's body, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

Facing Verin, a Druid with low-level soul intent, Clell's strength as a golden high-level knight was not enough.

Kyle looked at his lord and asked hesitantly, "My lord, are you really going to do this?"

"If this guy doesn't say, I don't have that much time to investigate now, so I can only let him speak in the mind illusion," Verin shook his head and said helplessly.

If there was enough time, he wouldn't want to do this.

To make this guy give up his position as vice-captain of the floating battleship and join the expeditionary force in his own name, something must have changed. He just didn't know if something happened to his mother's family, or if there was some change in his father's family, or if his wife's family encountered difficulties.

After a moment, Xemia entered the tent, went straight to her husband's side, looked at Clell lying on the bed and already in a deep sleep, and directly cast a spell to construct a mind illusion.

In an instant, the consciousness of Verin and the other two appeared in the illusion, observing Clell's actions as bystanders.

...

Inside the Flower Poetry Manor, Clell looked a little dazed, looking at those enchanting flowers, not knowing what he was thinking.

Beside him, Alva looked a little lonely, looking like she wanted to say something but stopped.

"Alva, after I leave, help me take care of Italia."

"Or I'll go ask my teacher again, let him ask the grandmaster, let His Majesty the King..."

"No need." Clell shook his head and refused, "You've already paid a lot to save Italia this time. Let me do the rest myself."

"Actually, your father's side..."

Speaking of this, Alva showed a hesitant look, and finally sighed, still not saying the words.

"My father's side, I don't blame him, after all, he has more than just me as a child. It's the most correct choice to stand by in this matter."

"At first, I was actually very resistant to marrying Italia, but after these decades of getting along, I found that I can't live without her." Clell picked up the wine bottle next to his right hand and took a few big gulps, narrating in a calm tone, "Although I don't know why her father and mother are both dark agents of the Seven Stars Organization, fortunately, Italia was not involved. This is what I am grateful for."

"After the church's review, her soul is a little unstable, coupled with the blow her father brought to her, her consciousness is trapped in self-enclosure, unwilling to wake up."

"Actually, you can ask Verin, the Duke of Moravia's magical attainments in the kingdom can only be compared to Master Carisis. If that person can take action, he will definitely be able to wake Italia up."

"As long as she wakes up, she can resolve the knot in her heart."

Hearing Alva's persuasion, Clell looked up at the sky, feeling a little illusory.

Outside the illusion, Xemia raised her hand, and a ray of light emitted from her fingertip entered Clell's body, making him forget the suspicion just now.

"No, I don't want to trouble Verin." Clell returned to normal, shook his head and refused again, "Pure friendship should not be stained with interests and kindness."

"Besides, the Duke of Moravia's degree of disgust for the Seven Stars Organization is known to everyone in the Ilia Kingdom. Even if Verin goes to plead, the other party may not take action."

"Finally, I heard from my elders that the Church of Dawn has a kind of magic potion that can revive people's consciousness, so..."

Alvar's expression became agitated, and he advised, "Clell, this expeditionary campaign is different from the war between kingdoms, and it is also different from the war between the kingdom and the Gray Mang Wasteland. The war against the Corps United Kingdom has no Legendary Covenant, which means that legendary battles will be the norm."

"Alvar, don't worry, legendary battles are common, but they will have concerns about fighting in the mainland blocks of the real world, after all, no legendary wants to be disliked by the world's consciousness."

"Actually..."

"Okay, Alva, I've made up my mind." Clell said in a somewhat forceful tone, "This time, I want to rely on my own strength to wake Italia up, so don't persuade me anymore."

Alvar opened his mouth, and finally sighed and said, "I wish you success."

The next moment, the illusion solidified.

As it was about to shatter, Xemia cast a spell to erase this false experience from Clell.

Inside the tent, Verin opened his eyes, his expression a little complicated.

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