Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

The ordinary garrison mission was the beginning of a new round of training for Weilin.

Every day he was pulled up before dawn and could not rest until eleven o'clock in the evening, so that the garrison troops in Shanyan City could only be managed by Cassius.

On October 1, 9735 of the Glorious Calendar, after more than two months of hard training, he finally got a three-day holiday.

Before dawn, Weilin opened his eyes and looked at the white roof.

It was not that he didn't want to sleep anymore, but he woke up at this time.

"Kyle has something to do today, and it's a holiday, so let's go out for a walk first."

With this thought in mind, Weilin immediately got up from the bed, told the guards to prepare some food, and began to wash.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Carrying a large bag of food, Weilin rode a red phosphorus horse alone to the small hill near Shanyan City, ready to have a picnic of his own.

Standing on the hill and looking down, I have to say that the scenery is really good.

"Comfortable!"

After living a self-disciplined life for several months, it was really a comfort to my spirit to stop and rest suddenly.

Facing the sun, Weilin took out the grill and a lot of ingredients placed inside the Druid's Book, and picked a few common fruits from the farmland reclaimed inside as pre-meal fruits.

Carefully spread a piece of cloth, prepared the ingredients, and then lay down comfortably and began to bask in the sun.

Sometimes, the time when a person is alone is so peaceful and beautiful. In this quiet world, Weilin felt the inner peace and relaxation.

Close your eyes, enjoy the warmth of the sun, feel the breath of nature, and your mood becomes more peaceful.

Time passed slowly, more than two hours passed, Weilin ate a lot of fruits, and stood up with satisfaction.

"Change."

Under the nourishment of the green magic energy, the grass began to grow wildly, entwined with each other, and grew a set of seats.

Sitting on it, the comfort level is full, worthy of your hard practice.

Take a deep breath, feel the fresh air, and then start to prepare the main meal.

Take the golden and crispy roasted meat from the grill, the aroma is overflowing, making people salivate.

Pick up a piece of roasted meat, put it on the plate, cut off a small piece, put it in your mouth, chew slowly, and enjoy the beauty of this moment.

In this simple and beautiful moment, Weilin feels that it is a pleasant thing to relax occasionally and enjoy life.

"According to Kyle's estimate, such high-intensity training, plus my talent, only takes five years at most to break through the high-level gold."

"Five years is really a long time."

"However, as a lord, there are a large group of people following me behind me, so I can only move forward."

Although he wanted to lie down, anyway, the life span of the gold level is 300 years, and there is no rush for this moment, but there is a "crazy" guardian knight, two geniuses whom he regards as his adopted sons, and a large group of knights and warriors who are loyal to him, which puts enough pressure on him.

After the transformation of the seven-color life flower, the talent is already in the upper class. As long as he works hard, plus the resources in his hands, there is no bottleneck below the legend.

But if you want to be promoted to a legend, it has nothing to do with your talent, but depends on how much you contribute to the world.

If you can meet the standards in the positive world, Weilin thinks no one wants to leave his hometown, except those legends who are born with a spirit of adventure and strong people who want to go further.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, after finishing this picnic that belongs to him alone, Weilin packed up his things, rode his beloved red phosphorus horse, and returned to Mountain Rock City.

At eight o'clock in the evening, sitting by the window, shaking the glowing wine in his hand, it exudes an attractive luster under the moonlight.

[Three months later, on the west bank of Ayashikou, the Moon God believers who returned from the Misty Forest will return to Alp Island. Go to meet them and you will get five invitations to the Alp Island banquet. ]

"The Moon God believers, could it be the group of strange minotaurs I met more than ten years ago."

Searching for relevant information in his mind, Weilin recalled the snow-white minotaur named Sarah, the priest of the Moon God Lady Sulun.

"The invitation to the Alp Island banquet is a good thing."

Alp Island, located at the northern end of the Synaps subcontinent, is a belief area of ​​the Moon God. No kingdom has been established, which seems to be related to the race of the Moon God believers.

On this island, which is about the same size as the Kingdom of Ilia, there are dozens of races living in the form of tribal city-states. They are protected by the Moon Goddess Ms. Sulun and have little contact with the subcontinent, or basically no contact.

There is a natural barrier between Alp Island and the subcontinent, the Moon Ring Sea, which blocks the communication between the two and also ensures the purity of the island.

Without a pass given by the Moon God Church, unless the strength is strong enough, it is impossible to cross the Moon Ring Sea. The lucky ones will return to the starting point, and the unlucky ones will be buried in the Moon Ring Sea.

The invitation to the Alp Island banquet is also a pass in a sense, but it is a one-time pass.

This banquet is held every three hundred years. The minimum threshold for participants is the Soul Level, which can be blessed by the Moon God.

Why would I get five invitations to the Alp Island banquet just by meeting this Pastor Sarah? This was very confusing.

However, since fate had told me this news, there was no need to miss it.

Even if I can't attend this banquet, my elders can. Maybe with these five invitations as bargaining chips, I can get the family's unconditional support for my business plan.

The cost of building a large teleportation array is not a small amount, and the precious materials used in it are unimaginable.

Two days later, it was time to practice again.

The southern battlefield was completely calm. Except for small-scale frictions on the front line, there were no other battles.

In contrast, the northern battlefield was completely in a real fight. Both sides kept pressing their chips and consuming the chess pieces in each other's hands, which made the Kingdom of Ilia painful on the face and happy in the heart.

This time, in response to the Kingdom of Bashio's request for help again, Belgrav Silves, the king of the Kingdom of Ilia, stayed in the Temple of Life in the capital every day on the grounds of serving the goddess of life. He didn't go anywhere and was determined not to pay attention to the request of the Kingdom of Bashio.

The kingdom lost a lot of troops to help them last time, and some generals were quite dissatisfied.

As a king, he helped once out of friendship with the same camp, which was already enough to give face to the Holy Third Kingdom of Dawn. He should not even think about letting him continue to be a scapegoat.

The envoys of the Kingdom of Bashio did not dare to step into the temple of the Goddess of Life.

The conflict between the God of War and the Goddess of Life was known to everyone in the human world with a little status.

Faced with this unsolvable method, the envoys of the Kingdom of Bashio were helpless. Even Bishop Talia of the Dawn Church had no way to deal with it. It was disrespectful to the gods to rashly enter the church of a god. He did not want to go to the kingdom of the God of Dawn early.