Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

At this moment, in three different places in the city, Weilin was "secretly" monitoring the situation and reporting to his immediate superior.

"Two strange silver extraordinary people thought they entered Candela quietly, hehe."

On the third floor of a tavern with a splendid decoration, a pale-faced middle-aged man shook the red wine in his glass and whispered to his subordinate who was kneeling in front of him.

"Sir, how do we proceed next?" The man dressed in civilian clothes asked respectfully.

"Continue to observe. The investigators from the capital disappeared in Candela inexplicably. Doesn't this tell them that there is something wrong with what happened thirty years ago?" The middle-aged man smiled lightly, revealing a smile that made the lady crazy.

As a subordinate, the spy trembled. Whenever his boss showed this kind of smile, a vicious conspiracy had already emerged in his mind.

"Go down, don't be discovered by the other party, I don't want to lose such an excellent subordinate like you."

"Yes, sir."

The spy suppressed his inner panic and slowly left the room.

"This matter must be reported to the eldest brother."

After drinking the wine in the glass, the middle-aged man ordered the servant to prepare the carriage, left the tavern and headed for the castle outside the city.

...

In a basement in the slums of the western part of Candela, three people gathered here.

"No. 7, No. 13, how is the situation?" A black-robed man wearing a blood-red mask asked.

"Captain, after three days of observation, these two people are not like the group of rebels. They have nothing to do these days and are playing everywhere. However, on the day they arrived in Candela, one of the younger ones went out at night to inquire about the news." The young man standing on the left answered.

"What news?" The black-robed man asked anxiously.

"About the news from thirty years ago, mainly about a man named Devonshire."

"I speculate that these two people may be investigators from the province or the capital."

The black-robed man shook his head and said, "Your speculation makes sense, but it is not ruled out that it was a bait thrown by the rebels to force us to show up and expose the specific location of the master."

"Sir, what should we do next?" Another young man asked.

"It's impossible to do it. Continue to observe. I will report this to Lord Mueller first and then make a decision."

"Yes."

The two saluted and then exited the secret room.

After the two left, the black-robed man came to the bookshelf and pushed the third book in the second grid of the third row into it, and a dark passage appeared.

Blowing out the oil lamp in the basement, the black-robed man entered the cave.

After a while, the entrance was closed.

…

"Master Priest, these two people are not from the Church of Life. After my observation, they do not have the disgusting breath of life." A middle-aged man knelt on the ground with fear in his eyes, reporting to the gloomy-looking man who lost his left arm.

"Are you sure they are not disguised? You, a dirty thing with such low cultivation, can tell whether they are the damned Knight of Judgment." The gloomy man looked very crazy, pinched the middle-aged man's neck, and lifted him up with one hand.

"The damned Knight of Judgment, it's all because of them, I will kill them and tear them apart."

The middle-aged man felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe. He looked at the madman in front of him helplessly, and did not dare to beg for mercy loudly, for fear that he would turn into a ghoul the next moment.

"Bang——"

The gloomy man with a broken arm threw it casually, and the middle-aged man fell heavily to the ground, breathing the air frantically, and was glad that he was still alive.

"Keep monitoring them, if you fail."

Suddenly, the gloomy man turned around, picked up the frightened middle-aged man, and said in a gentle tone: "You will become the food of my most lovely baby."

"Yes, sir, I will never let you down." The middle-aged man was sweating and answered with a trembling voice.

"Why, are you afraid of me?" The gloomy man suddenly changed his face, and his tone became more and more indifferent, "You cheap thing, get out."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man rolled and crawled out of the room, leaving the manor in a panic.

"Ah--"

A ghoul crawled out of the dark corner, with pale skin, almost no blood color, deep eyes, showing red or yellow light, revealing not evil and hunger, but fear.

"Come, my baby, come here."

The gloomy man knelt on the ground, with a smile on his face, grabbed a piece of maggoty meat from the wooden barrel, and said to the ghoul.

Looking at the devil-like man in front of him, the ghoul retreated in fear.

"Come here, don't make me say it again."

The cold tone made the slow-reacting ghoul stop retreating, and walked in front of the shadowy man with all four limbs.

"Come, eat."

The ghoul chewed the maggot-infested flesh and crawled in front of the shadowy man, not daring to move.

"My love, my baby, only in this way will you not leave me."

"Thank the God of Withering, it is He who allows you to stay with me forever." Touching the pale skin of the ghoul, the shadowy man showed a sick smile.

...

Two days later, Weilin left the foggy city of Candela according to the plan made before.

At the same time, three different forces took action, holding different purposes and doing the same thing.

One night three days later, Weilin and Kyle rested under a big tree as usual.

However, the two men were always in a tense state of mind. According to their speculation, this was the best time to take action.

It was far enough from Candela, and there were mountains all around.

"If there is no attack tonight, this matter should be over." Weilin wiped the knight's sword and said to Kyle beside him.

"My lord, if there is no attack tonight, what should we do next?"

"Kidnap someone and get information."

Weilin did not hesitate and gave the answer directly.

Suddenly, there was a sound around, and the two stood up subconsciously.

"Let's go and see."

The two left their horses here and headed quickly to the southwest.

"Traitor, die." A low-level silver swordsman charged with a greatsword and cut off three bronze warriors belonging to the Black Crow Unit of the Delesir family.

"Go, clear out the remnants first." The leading shadow stalker gave orders, showing the strength of a high-level silver, and went towards the low-level silver swordsman.

"Go, all of you." The gloomy man looked at the chaotic scene, which made him more excited. He frantically commanded the followers of the Withered Cult and the ghouls to rush over, making the situation even more chaotic.

For a while, the small open space was in chaos, and the three parties fought each other, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Weilin and Kyle hid behind a big tree, watching everything that was happening in a daze.

"It seems that they are here to intercept and kill us." Kyle said uncertainly.

"It should be, but I didn't expect them to fight first."

Looking at the chaotic situation, Weilin actually felt a little absurd in his heart. The real owner is here, and you actually fought first. It's a bit disrespectful to him!

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