Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

In the opera house, Weilin and Kyle followed the maid to the second floor.

In the center of the building was a huge stage, where more than a dozen beautiful women in revealing clothes danced.

Weilin looked around, took Kyle to a seat, sat down casually, and looked at the center of the stage with curiosity in his eyes.

Just as the two were enjoying the dance, the maid brought a pot of tea, a bottle of wine, two glasses, and a plate of cakes, placed them on the table, and then quietly retreated.

After a while, a gorgeous blonde dancer came on, causing a commotion on the first floor.

But on the second floor, except for a few people who marveled at the dancer's appearance, most people silently admired the dance without making any sound.

Those who can sit on the second floor are all powerful and influential, and they are not as unruly as those vulgar people on the first floor.

"Sir Weilin."

Weilin, who was watching fascinatedly, heard a familiar voice and came to his senses. He found that the person who came was actually Creek, the commander of the third battalion of the Rodent Legion. He just didn't expect to meet him here.

"Crick, the person next to you is..."

Seeing this, Creek hurriedly introduced: "This is..."

"My name is Sigrid Rodent, and I'm glad to meet you, Sir Weilin." The veiled woman bowed and saluted, introducing herself to Weilin.

"It's nice to meet you, beautiful lady." Weilin stood up helplessly and returned the salute without introducing himself. I think Creek has already told the other party about his situation.

Weilin was not unfamiliar with the name Sigrid. With Creek beside him, it was easy to guess the other party's identity, the eighth daughter of Marquis Rothend.

"Please sit down."

Sigrid nodded and sat aside.

Seeing this, Creek also sat next to Kyle.

"Sir Weilin, what do you think of this dancer's dance?" Sigrid asked softly.

Weilin took a sip of tea and answered, "In my opinion, it's beautiful."

"What do you think of the dances of the Kingdom and the Principality of Bogonghan, Your Excellency Weilin?"

"Each has its own characteristics. Each country has its own unique culture. It's probably difficult to judge which is better." Weilin shook his head and said, openly rejecting Sigrid's invitation.

"That's right. Each dance has its own characteristics." Sigrid said calmly, feeling a little disappointed. If the other party didn't agree, she had no choice.

As the blonde dancer's dance ended, applause rang out around her, and Sigrid took this opportunity to say goodbye.

After the two left, Kyle moved his stool forward and whispered, "Master, this lady has something to say!"

"If you want to compete for the title, you are not strong enough, so you can only seek external help." Weilin explained slowly, "If you make friends with me with good intentions, I can naturally accept it, but this kind of friendship with obvious purposes, forget it."

"Master, we still have to watch!"

"Watch, why not." Weilin said with a smile, "Exotic customs, you have to appreciate it more, this opportunity is rare."

Kyle thought about it, and what he said was true, so he sat down and continued to appreciate it.

More than two hours later, after spending three gold coins, Weilin and Kyle left the dance theater.

It was still early, Weilin thought about it and decided to take Kyle to the third alley in the seventh block to have a look.

Crossing the street, the two came to an alley.

Looking at the deep alley, Weilin did not hesitate and walked straight in.

Seeing this, Kyle could only follow his master and enter the deep alley together.

The further he walked inside, the more Weilin felt something was wrong. This alley seemed to have no end. Looking forward, it was pitch black and he still couldn't see the end.

Seeing this scene, Weilin had a guess in his mind. This might be the work of the mysterious old man mentioned by fate.

"Master, do you still want to go forward?" Kyle asked when he saw Weilin stop.

Weilin pondered for a while, turned to Kyle and said, "You keep going forward, I'll wait for you here."

"Ah, this..." Kyle was a little confused and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Go, there should be someone waiting for you inside, I won't go."

Listening to this confusing words, Kyle didn't ask any more questions. He followed the master's instructions and continued to move forward. He soon disappeared from Weilin's sight.

After taking a deep look at the dark alley, Weilin turned back and walked out of the alley after a few steps.

Looking up at the sky, he calculated the time according to the position of the sun. He actually stayed in there for two hours. He lost his sense of time, which was really terrifying.

…

Kyle was walking alone on the road. Not long after he separated from his master, he walked to the end of the alley and a rotten wooden house appeared in front of him.

He did not doubt why such a wooden house appeared in the city. He pushed open the wooden door and went straight into the wooden house.

When Kyle stepped into the wooden house, the dark room was instantly lit up.

A skinny old man raised his head and looked at the visitor with turbid eyes. He opened his mouth slightly and made a sound.

"You are here."

Kyle said in confusion: "Sir, why do you say that?"

"My child, I am satisfied to see you again." The skinny old man trembled and walked forward, stretched out his hand to touch Kyle's face, his eyes full of memories.

Kyle felt very familiar with the old man in front of him, but he confirmed that he had never seen him before.

"Child, do you want to get power?"

"Power." Kyle clenched his fists and answered firmly, "I want it."

"You are still the same as before. You haven't changed at all. If it weren't for me... cough cough, I would be satisfied to see you again." The skinny old man seemed to recall the distant past, but he recovered when he saw the familiar person in front of him.

"Come on, I don't have much time."

The skinny old man didn't say anything else and pulled Kyle deeper.

Kyle felt that everything was very familiar with the other party holding his hand, and he didn't have the heart to resist. He followed the other party and kept moving forward.

Passing through one door after another, the two finally came to a holy pool.

Kyle did not resist and followed the old man into the pool.

Under the guidance of the other party, Kyle sat in the pool obediently without resistance.

Everything around him was familiar and familiar, but he swore that he had never been to such a place.

At this moment, the skinny old man sitting opposite Kyle gradually regained his original appearance.

In an instant, the skinny appearance disappeared, replaced by the appearance of a young man, giving people a sense of holiness.

The next moment, three pairs of white wings appeared behind the young man, full of holy light, filling this place with the power of light.