Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On December 8, more than half a month had passed since the monster army retreated.

The defense forces of Kadlo Province regrouped at Luoyunpo two months ago, and the next step was the reward for merit that everyone was looking forward to.

Compared to the 6,000 people who were ready to go to support the three provinces of Lunsa, East and Dani two months ago, there were less than 3,000 people who returned here. Almost all the people brought by the nobles were killed. The loss was not small, but it was worth it for these nobles.

Wandering around the camp, Weilin found many young nobles with new faces. After asking around, he learned that they were the direct heirs of the nobles who died on the front line and came to participate in the reward for merit on their behalf. That would be the honor of their family.

"Weilin, here."

Looking into the distance, he found that it was Moira waving to him.

"Sister Moira, long time no see." Weilin walked over with a smile and greeted Moira enthusiastically.

"It's been two months, and you've grown a lot. I've heard Flora talk about your deeds. You're worthy of being the offspring of Lord Angus, and you're just as good."

After two months of not seeing each other, Moira has aged a lot, but she still maintains her active personality.

"Look at what you're saying, Moira." Flora pressed Moira's head from behind and said with gritted teeth.

"It hurts, it hurts, let me go, Flora."

After breaking free from Flora's hands, Moira hid aside, tidying up her hair, complaining non-stop.

"Aunt, good morning." Weilin greeted enthusiastically.

"Come with me, I'll take you to see my brother and the head of the group."

"Wait, I'll go too."

Moira looked at the two people walking away and hurriedly followed them.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the three of them came to a remote tent.

As soon as they arrived at the door of the tent, they heard a voice coming from inside.

"Kadeqi, when will you marry my daughter?"

"Wait, wait a little longer, I'm only in my early forties, I'm not ready yet, Tuan...father-in-law, father-in-law."

"Hmph, still waiting, you almost died at the hands of the two-headed ogre this time, if you wait any longer, I'm afraid Moira will be a widow."

After listening to this explosive content, Weilin turned his head slightly and looked to the side, only to see Moira looking at him with a smile, slightly opened her mouth and said: "The days of calling me sister won't last long!"

Then, the three entered the tent.

At a glance, they saw two people sitting on the ground, drinking and talking happily, without any image at all.

"You are here, sit down, sit down." A young man with a face as sharp as a sculpture, with distinct features and sharp edges, greeted enthusiastically.

Flora pulled Weilin to sit on the carpet, and Moira came to sit next to Kadeqi Axe.

This is the big man sitting next to him. The leader of the 16th Knights, Madmonchi, is not as domineering as before. Instead, he is like a neighbor uncle who makes people feel harmonious.

"Leader, this is Weilin."

Weilin looked at Madmonchi a little stiffly. Just when he was about to greet him carefully, he saw the other party take the lead and said: "Weilin, is your father, the commander of the Angus Legion, okay!"

Hearing this, Weilin replied a little confusedly: "Fortunately, my father was in good health when I left."

Flora saw Weilin's confusion and whispered in his ear: "The leader's current achievements have a lot to do with your father."

"Hahaha, next time you see your father, please tell him a message for me. Thirty years ago, the captain of the flag guard, Madmonchi Colombo, said hello to him."

"Leader, I will definitely tell him."

Weilin stood up and bowed.

"Sit down, sit down, no need to stand up, really a good guy."

After a drink and a good chat, Weilin became more familiar with the two powerful figures of the 16th Knights.

"By the way, is your territory near here?" Madmonchi put down his wine glass and asked suddenly.

"Yes, Captain, it's in the Yellowstone area not far from Luoyunpo." Weilin answered naturally, without the previous restraint.

"Is your territory short of people now?"

"Yes, very short." Weilin said without hesitation.

"I have collected a group of people here, about 30,000 people, all abandoned by pioneering knights. It's hard to deal with them now. How many can you accept?"

For the population, of course, the more the better, but Weilin has already known the impact of the famine sacrifice in advance. If he directly accepts these 30,000 people, Qixing Lake may not die on the spot.

As for the sale of people, within the scope of this famine, I'm afraid they are all selling serfs and slaves.

After some consideration, Weilin raised his head and said to Madmonchi: "Captain, my territory is small and can only accommodate 10,000 people at most."

"Ten thousand is fine. I will arrange for someone to send it to you later."

"Thank you, Captain."

Afterwards, some other exchanges took place, and the meeting came to an end.

In the next few days, the military merit reviewers sent by the capital began to verify the number of military merits, record the military merits for the nobles, and report them.

In this military operation, Weilin served as the logistics guard of the Knights and won 0.2 military merits; participated in the defense army to eliminate the monster clan and won 0.5 military merits; defended the earth fortress of Lumen Nanshan and destroyed the intention of the small monster troops to go north, and won 1.3 military merits, a total of two military merits, and there is still 28 military merits to be promoted to Viscount, and there is still a long way to go.

However, he is still a pioneer knight, and it will take more than two years before the baron promotion review will start. There is still a long time, and the road to promotion to Viscount is still very long, and there is no rush at all.

You must know that many barons have worked hard for decades and participated in many military operations organized by the kingdom. Their military exploits are not as many as those of Weilin.

"It's really hard to get military merit!"

Verin held the token in his hand and sighed to Kyle on the side.

This time I almost lost my life to gain such a little bit.

"My Lord, I believe that you will be promoted to Viscount within ten years."

"I'll lend you some good words."

Weilin smiled and said that it was unlikely that he would be promoted to Viscount in ten years, but it might be possible in twenty years.

"Lord Wei Lin, my lord invites you to come for a little gathering."

"Adrian, tell Cousin Brian that I will be there shortly."

"yes."

Afterwards, Weilin simply packed up and went to the meeting.

In Brian's tent, Alcott and Edgar had already taken their seats, and they were both chatting happily.

"There is still a gap in merit before being promoted to Viscount this time, but it's not much different. I should be able to save enough for another war." Edgar explained to Alcott very excitedly, feeling like a spring breeze.

"Brother, I envy you!" Alcott said with some melancholy, "I'm still far behind. I still need to participate in at least three games."

"Hahaha, I'm just lucky. Whichever direction I'm responsible for has more monster clans. I win by quantity, and I gain 0.5 more battle merit in vain."