Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On December 21, 9763 in the Glorious Calendar, an order document from the royal capital was sent to the Qixing Territory.

In the study, Weilin opened the document. There were only a few short sentences on it, but at first glance, it was written by His Majesty the King himself.

"Viscount Qi Xing, who has made outstanding contributions, in the name of Belgraf Silvis, on January 1, 9764 in the glorious calendar, in the Temple of Life in the royal capital, in front of the Pope of the Church of Life, the Saint of the Church of Life, and all the legends Under the witness, I will promote you to a noble title.”

"Hilda."

"Master, what are your orders?" The head maid who was standing aside came to Weilin and bent down to salute.

"Go and fetch Baird."

"Yes, Master."

After Hilda left, Weilin poured himself a cup of tea steeped in red tea leaves, took a sip, looked at the scenery outside the window, and sighed: "It's considered successful!"

Putting down the tea cup, he stood up, left the study, and walked towards his wife's study on the second floor.

"Kemelya, you have been too lazy these years."

In front of the door, Weilin heard his wife's voice and took away his hand from knocking on the door, hiding himself and preparing to eavesdrop.

"Sister, you are slandering, you are..."

Looking at her sister's eyes, Kemelia's retorts became smaller and smaller.

"Say it! Why don't you say it?"

With a serious face, Xemia crossed her arms and stared at her sister.

Seeing this situation, Kemeliya buried her head on her chest, feeling a little regretful about coming here. How free she would be in the magic academy.

"Keep your head up."

When Kemelia heard this, she didn't dare to pretend to be dead anymore and raised her head, but she didn't dare to look at her sister.

"Hmph, you don't even understand the principle of such a simple spell, yet you still say you're not lazy."

"Sister, I have never seen those, you can't..."

Shemia took out a pointer with her backhand, causing Kemeliya to lose her voice instantly. There was a little panic in her eyes, and the memory of her death was reappearing in her mind.

"It seems that you have become accustomed to making excuses despite not caring about you for many years."

"You are just like your brother-in-law, talented in laziness, but he has had supervision over the years, but you have not."

"At thirty-five years old, you are already a high-level silver mage."

"Now you are sixty-three years old, and you have just entered the threshold of a gold low-level arcanist, and you are still far away from being a gold mid-level arcanist."

"Come on, tell me when you plan to be promoted to Gold Intermediate Arcanist."

"one……"

Kemeliya subconsciously spoke, but when she saw the look in her sister's eyes that wanted to eat someone, she immediately stopped her mouth and knelt on the ground neatly.

"Sister, I was wrong."

"Wrong. A simple mistake cannot make up for the resources I invested in you before." Xemia raised the pointer in her hand and thought about where to start. After all, her sister has to go to Qixing Magic Academy tomorrow. When teaching, you still have to save some face for him.

Seeing the pointer that had not yet fallen, Kemeliya couldn't help but start to worry in her heart, and said with some fear: "Sister, you don't want to sell me!"

"After selling you, no one dares to ask for you." Xemia snorted coldly and said with a straight face, "Stretch out your hand."

When Kemelia heard this, she did not dare to resist and stretched out her hands.

"Pah——"

Outside the study, Weilin quietly left the place, planning to come back to Shermia later. At this time, it would be more appropriate to go see Kyle first.

For so many years, Xemia has given him a gentle image, but occasionally a bit naughty, which made him forget that his wife was once a professor at the Magic Saint City Spiritual Academy in the Magic Kingdom of Ashe.

As a professor, he still has the sternness he should have, but he has never shown it in front of himself.

It is foreseeable that his sister-in-law Kemelya will have a difficult life in the future, but this has nothing to do with him.

In the room, Shemia watched Kemelia pretending to be pitiful, completely refusing to accept this trick, and she would not stop until she had completed fifty swings.

With the blessing of psychic spells, every time the pointer fell on Kemeliya's hand, it would shock her mind, making her feel the long-lost pain.

After the punishment, Xemia put away the pointer and said coldly: "I will see you here on the 3rd, 8th, 12th, 17th, 21st, 25th and 29th of every month. people."

"Don't think about playing tricks on me. If I go to the Magic Academy to arrest someone in person, the top of the flagpole outside will be your three-day training place."

"I know, sister."

Like an eggplant battered by frost, Kemelia drooped her head and responded weakly.

Xemia nodded indifferently, picked up a handwritten version of a gold-level spell book on the desk, threw it to her sister, and said, "I'll ask you again in three days. If you still don't understand, you know the consequences."

"Sister, I will work hard." Kemelia knelt on the ground, holding the handwritten version of the gold-level spell "Energy Absorption" in her arms, and said with a look of fear.

"Okay, let's go back."

Hearing this, Kemelia quickly got up and left the study quickly, closing the door gently before leaving.

Seeing her sister's cautious behavior, Xemia looked a little helpless. If she didn't do this, this lazy dog ​​wouldn't know what fear is.

"It seems like I just found out about Weilin's aura, but it doesn't matter anymore."

Xemia shook her head, came to the desk, dealt with things, prepared to meditate in the afternoon, and in the evening...

…

Around the training ground, Verin saw that Kyle was concentrating on educating Silas. For a moment, he had no idea of ​​taking a closer look, and turned away directly to go for a walk in other parts of the castle.

Two hours later, Verin returned to the study.

"My lord."

Baird came to the study, bent down and saluted, and greeted him respectfully.

"For others, let's pray for how many festivals there are in a year since the establishment of Xingling."

Baird heard the words and replied truthfully: "If I return to the Lord, there are currently two festivals in the Qingxing Leader."

"The first one is the Star Prayer Day, which started on October 18, 9722 in the Glorious Calendar. It is the official birth date of the Star Prayer Leader. From now on, the seven days from October 18 to October 24 will be holidays every year."

"The second is the Glory Day, which started on November 18, 9728 in the Glorious Calendar. From now on, November 18, November 19 and November 20 will be statutory holidays."

After hearing this, Weilin nodded. This was the origin of Star Prayer Day and Glory Day.

"On January 1, 9764 in the Glorious Calendar, I will be officially promoted to earl, so I am planning to set up a third festival. As for naming it, do you have any ideas?"

Facing the questions from his master, Baird fell into deep thought.

Seeing this situation, Weilin was not in a hurry and waited calmly.