Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

At night, Kyle entered the courtyard and first confused the more than 200 soldiers stationed there, making them indulge in illusions, and then began to collect people from the Means family.

For every person collected, Kyle projected one person in his fantasy.

Half an hour later, looking at the birds in the bag, there were a total of eighty-seven.

When passing by the middle-aged man, Kyle planted a fire explosion in his body, so that he could set off fireworks when attacking Geman City.

After doing all this, Kyle walked through the gate and walked out of Geman City.

At dawn the next day, Kyle returned to the barracks and turned the eighty-seven birds back to human form one by one.

"This... what is this place?"

"Am I not reading? Why am I here?"

"Wow wow wow wow"

"Silence."

Everyone heard this and shut up.

Seeing this, Kyle said calmly: "This is the camp of the 15th Army of the Fourth Legion of the Expeditionary Force, which is the camp of the alien god army you mentioned."

"Now stay here well, anyone who escapes without permission will be killed without mercy."

When the people of the Mines family heard this, their hearts trembled.

After that, Kyle stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand to let the officers take these people away.

If Iliff fulfills his promise, the Mines family will survive. If he does not keep his promise, these people will be used as sacrifices.

Kyle reached out to stop a woman and took off the red silk scarf on the baby's neck as evidence to see Iliff tonight.

In the central tent, Weilin watched Kyle return safely and said with a smile: "After conquering the capital of the Kingdom of Geman, I will treat you to a kind of fine wine, but it has a strong aftereffect."

"My lord, I am looking forward to it." Kyle heard the words and replied with a smile.

Afterwards, Kyle told about what he saw and heard in the city.

When he heard about the Seventh Princess of the Kingdom of Geman, Weilin's face was full of curiosity, and he asked, "Is that woman really as beautiful as you said?"

"My Lord, there are only a handful of people who can compare with that princess in terms of appearance. I can't think of anyone else except Ms. Anastasia."

"Your words have aroused my interest. After the city is broken, I really want to see how beautiful the Seventh Princess of the Kingdom of Geman is."

In the next few hours, Weilin and Kyle began to discuss the knowledge of the Law of Life, mainly Kyle narrated and Weilin listened.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Kyle ended the lecture and left the tent, preparing to go to Rostock to meet Iliff.

In the tent, Weilin lay on the blanket, recalling the explanation just now in his mind. Although he understood it, he still had difficulty in applying it.

After thinking for a while, Weilin had an idea in his mind, summoning the Life-Knight, and then synchronizing the memory of the knowledge of the Law of Life in his mind to it.

Seeing the Paladin lost in thought, Weilin smiled: "It's really me."

...

Late at night, Kyle's clone turned into a black bird and came to Iliff's study again.

Feeling the assassin master, Kyle turned into a leaf and waited at ease.

Looking at Iliff who was writing furiously and trying to improve the city defense, Kyle had to admire his "professionalism".

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Iliff lay on the boat to rest as usual.

In the middle of the night, the assassin master left as usual, but there was no previous trial process, but he left Rostock City directly and returned to the capital to report to the King of the Kingdom of Geman.

Receiving the information from the original body, Kyle transformed into a black bird again, passed through the wall, and came to Iliff's bedroom.

On the bed, Iliff opened his eyes, sat up, looked at Kyle in front of him, did not speak, but just stared at the red scarf in his hand.

"What do you think?"

"Can you defeat the intermediate beast master of the Beast God Church?" Iliff moved his eyes away from the red scarf, looked up at Kyle, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Kyle nodded.

Iliff made a choice in his heart after hearing this, and said: "At this time three days later, I will order my subordinates to open the north gate. The one with the red scarf on his left arm is my man. They will help you strangle the noble army in the city."

"General Iliff, see you in three days."

After saying this, Kyle handed the red scarf to Iliff's hand, and his figure gradually faded and disappeared.

Iliff put the red scarf in front of his nose and sniffed it gently. This was the one he tied around his eldest grandson's neck three months ago, and there was still a trace of incense that could calm the mind.

"Your Majesty, don't blame me. If you hadn't been on guard against the Mines family for forty years, I wouldn't have made this choice."

Forty years ago, my father and eldest brother committed suicide to prove their innocence in order to save the family. Perhaps due to the contributions made by the Mines family, or to appease people's hearts, the Mines family survived, but it also began to be monitored for forty years.

Although the Mines family and other thirteen hidden families were re-activated, the old king still guarded against them like thieves, and suppressed them from time to time.

Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years.

It is really chilling to use them and let them go.

If there was no crisis of national destruction, he might have been a loyal minister and guarded the family safely. Unfortunately, there is no if. Since the other party has offered a price, don't blame him for being cruel.

...

Three days later, the Black Rock Army and the Badak Army kept their armor on their bodies and swords in their hands, staying in the tent to sleep, waiting for orders from above.

On the city wall of Rostock, Iliff inspected the wall as usual.

After three days of adjustment, he transferred all the more than 5,000 people under his control to the north gate for garrison.

Standing on the city wall, Iliff looked into the distance and began to wait for the right opportunity.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the assassin master who was secretly monitoring left Rostock City as usual and returned to Geman City to report intelligence.

Twenty kilometers away from Geman City, a soul-minded mid-level arcane mage silently chanted a spell to imprison this space.

The low-level assassin of the Holy Seal fell out of the shadows, his body stiff, his limbs weak, and he was shocked when he looked at the strong man in front of him.

"Puchi"

A golden spear pierced through his chest, his soul was torn apart, and the extreme pain came, but no sound was made in the air.

In less than a moment, the low-level assassin of the Holy Seal died silently in the wilderness.

"Master Bartlet, thank you very much."

"It's my job. If you want to thank me, please exchange more spell theories with me." The Soul Intention Intermediate Arcanist put away his staff and came to Kyle in an instant, his eyes full of desire for knowledge.

At first, when the teacher asked him to come to the 15th Army, he was very resistant, but now he doesn't want to leave here.

Kyle took off the head of the low-level assassin of the Holy Seal and replied with a smile: "I have the same idea. It is more effective to have a collision of ideas than to think hard alone."