Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Looking at the expressions of his father and mother, Weilin's vanity was greatly satisfied.

"Ahem, dad, there is actually one more thing."

"Tell me." Angus asked pretending to be calm.

Seeing this situation, Weilin no longer hesitated: "Father, now I am not only the Viscount of the Praying Star Territory, but also the 24th Dragon Knight of the Silver Dragon Berk Kingdom. I own a territory on the border of the Misty Forest, covering an area of ​​nearly 100,000 square meters. More, just over 10,000 square kilometers.”

Angus took a deep look at Verin and said, "I won't be surprised if you pick up a demiplane while walking in the future."

"Father, this is impossible." Weilin said modestly, not caring about it in his heart. Maybe you will actually pick up a demiplane in the future. I wonder if you will maintain your calm attitude.

"What are you going to do about the teleportation array?"

"The Qixing leader will occupy 20%, and of course the rest will be left to you, father, to negotiate. As for how much the family can occupy, it depends on how you, the clan leader, exerts your strength." Weilin directly expressed his thoughts, Put the initiative in the hands of your father.

"Yes, the family will bear all the cost of constructing the teleportation array and praying for the stars."

"Then your son is waiting for your good news." Weilin replied with a smile.

Angus said in a deep voice: "I will get this done within three months. Just wait for the news."

"Father, mother, if nothing happens, I'll leave first."

"Go ahead."

"Be safe." Alyssa said with some concern.

"I know, mother."

Verin waved his hand, said goodbye to his parents, and left Moon Shadow Manor.

"Lord, your father didn't give you any trouble."

"Weilin, how is the situation? Do you want me to testify for you?" Aljeta stepped forward and asked. If necessary, he could use his identity as a silver dragon to testify for Weilin.

"No, it's all settled. Let's continue playing." Weilin replied with a smile.

After this incident, Verin continued to tour the sights of the city.

…

On April 1, 9743 in the Glorious Calendar, Weilin was lying on the bed in the hotel room, waiting quietly.

[Three days later, in a private house at No. 87, No. 36 Street, Nancheng District, the capital of the Kingdom of Ilia, a young man who was about to commit suicide was rescued. 】

"The boy who committed suicide."

Different from the past, this time the fate guide told him very little news, and he just asked himself to save this young man.

In other words, you can choose to save or not to save.

Or maybe this young man is favored by fate and allows himself to act as a noble person on his way and give him a push.

Weilin kept thinking in this direction and kept recognizing this concept in his heart.

"Krel, it's not that my brother won't look for you, but there is really something wrong, so let's wait a little longer." Weilin made a decision in his heart, closed his eyes and began to rest.

At this moment, in the floating fleet base, on the floating magic battleship No. 7, Krell suddenly felt chilly and felt that someone had let him down.

"Vice Captain, what happened?" A high-ranking silver officer asked with concern.

"It's okay. Let's continue patrolling. We need to sail tomorrow. We'll check it tonight." Krell shook his head and ordered the officer beside him.

"yes."

In the early morning of the next day, Weilin allowed everyone to move around freely while he took Kyle to Nancheng District.

As a civilian area, Nancheng District is only one-fifth of the area of ​​the royal capital, but accommodates 70% of the population.

Although these people are called civilians, they are only relative to the general environment of the royal capital.

In fact, most of these people have close relatives serving in the kingdom's regular legions and serving this country.

Without this level of status, you cannot obtain subsidies from the kingdom. Faced with high land prices, you can only choose to leave this place and go to surrounding villages and towns or satellite cities to survive.

Outside the house at No. 87 on Street 36, Weilin stood outside and looked at a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old sitting in the yard with confused eyes, staring at a staff in a daze.

Kyle followed his master's gaze and asked, "My lord, is this the purpose of your coming here?"

Verin nodded and replied, "That's right."

"Go around and find out information about this family."

"yes."

Weilin leaned against the wall, observing the other party secretly.

Half an hour later, Kyle returned to Verin and reported softly: "My lord, the young man's name is Zelia. His father Selvin served in the Kingdom's Third Army. Six years ago, the Kingdom and the Died in the Dwarves' war."

"As for his mother, there are two very different stories floating around."

"One theory is that Zelia was brought back from outside by Selvin, which means that this boy was originally a helpless orphan, and naturally he did not have the protection of his mother."

"Another theory is that his mother couldn't stand Selvin's rigidity and poverty, so she chose to abandon her husband and son and run away with someone else."

"Because of his father's meritorious service, this young man was admitted to the Fourth Mage Academy in the Royal Capital. However, three months ago, he was suddenly dropped out of school. After returning home, he has been depressed and closed in."

"According to some rumors circulating in the market, this young man seems to have been framed by several nobles. In order to preserve the reputation of the college, he and those nobles were expelled from the college."

"Find a place to stay first, the time has not come yet." Weilin turned and left, his steps light and steady.

Kyle did not speak, but looked deeply at the young man in the courtyard, his eyes calm and profound, and then followed Weilin and left the place.

Two days later, Weilin and Kyle came outside House No. 87 again.

The young man named Zelia, as usual, was sitting in the courtyard in a daze, his figure lonely and lonely, as if he was a wild flower swaying in the wind, helpless and pitiful.

As the night gradually entered, the young man got up and returned to the house.

Through the shadow of the light, Weilin knew that this young man was ready to give his life back to the world.

"Interrupt him."

Kyle heard this and confined the people in the room.

Weilin jumped slightly, entered the courtyard, pushed open the room, and saw that the dagger was only a meter away from the young man's chest.

Kyle stayed in the courtyard, leaving the matters inside to Verin, while he took a look outside.

"Who are you?"

The young man rolled his eyes, looked at the stranger who broke in, and asked.

Before Weilin could speak, the young man spoke again: "If you want money and property, you can just rummage around after I die, and I won't care anyway."

"Why are you so sure that I'm not here for you?" Weilin took the dagger from the opponent's hand, patted the opponent's shoulder, let him regain his freedom, sat across from him, and asked with a smile.