Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hebrew was ready to jump off the ring, but he found that a layer of magic shield had lit up behind him at some point, blocking his way back.

"You want to run away after beating my people, how can it be so easy."

Hearing his elder brother's words, Hebrew showed an awkward smile on his face, Shanshan smiled and said: "Brother, am I not checking their training results for you?"

"It's fine if you don't thank me well, but now you want to beat me."

"Besides, I'm your younger brother, can you bear to beat me in front of so many people?"

Under the ring, many onlookers held their breath and stared at the ring, looking forward to how Archon Zeferus, the commander of the Zeferus Legion, the commander of the Fire Lion Knights, the Silver Dragon Knight, and Lord Orlando would beat their younger brother.

As time passed, the crowd gathered like a tide, they were whispering to each other, pointing and talking, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

In order to get a better viewing angle, some people simply climbed onto the roof with their hands and feet, and looked down at the ring from a high position.

"You are so sharp-tongued. It seems that you have really grown a lot. Let me test your quality today." Orlando put his hands behind his back and said.

Seeing that he could not convince his elder brother, Hebrew's eyes flashed with cunning, and he was ready to change a way to gain some advantages for himself.

"Brother, since we want to fight, you can't use combat skills, and you must suppress your realm to the same realm as me."

Orlando looked at Hebrew quietly, his eyes calm as water, and said lightly: "Okay."

Seeing that his evil plan succeeded, Hebrew was very calm and took out the sub-legendary weapon, the Knight Sword of Nokaya.

In an instant, a chill swept across the ring, the temperature dropped sharply, and ice crystals condensed in the air.

"Brother, come on."

Looking at Hebrew's arrogant expression, Orlando shook his head helplessly, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, slowly stretched out his right hand, and gently turned it, and a sub-legendary weapon that also exuded a mysterious atmosphere appeared in his hand.

A wave of heat came like a surging wave, colliding violently with the ice field formed by the sword of the Knight of Nokaya, as if two giant beasts were wrestling.

Looking at the flaming weapon in his elder brother's hand, Hebrew couldn't help but mutter: "It seems that the elder brother has eaten a good meal."

However, he is no longer the Hebrew of yesterday.

Orlando took out a gold coin and threw it into the air.

The two watched the gold coin flipping in the air, ready to start fighting.

"Ding--"

The gold coin fell to the ground, and two lights, one red and one blue, intertwined.

Professionals below the silver rank can only see the scene of one fire and one ice competing, as for the scene of the two fighting, they can't see it at all.

Catch some swords and shadows in front of the silver rank professionals.

In the crowd, Weilin watched the duel between the two brothers with relish.

It must be said that Orlando's fighting skills have improved over the years, but it is still not as good as Hebrew.

He witnessed the boy's crazy behavior on the battlefield.

"What do you think the result will be?"

Hearing his master's question, Kyle answered: "No surprise, Lord Hebrew will win."

"Indeed, no surprise, Hebrew will win, but Orlando is not a man who sticks to the rules." Weilin crossed his arms and nodded in response, "I'm afraid this boy's life in Zeferus will not be easy for more than a month."

"But it's good this way. This boy has been a little crazy recently, so it's good to let Orlando suppress him."

"It's not good to be like this when you are about to get married. How about throwing this boy to Zeferus territory?"

"Lord, it's up to you to decide." Kyle answered, pushing the question back.

On the ring, facing the offensive of Hebrew, Orlando gradually couldn't hold on, but there was a satisfied look in his eyes.

This ability to fight at least proves that this boy has not been lazy in the past ten years when he was away.

Seeing his elder brother getting weaker and weaker, Hebrew became more and more excited. Today was the day for him to turn the tables. He was finally going to knock his elder brother down.

Ten minutes later, seeing that the time was right, Orlando took out another sub-legendary weapon from the space ring.

"I..."

Hebrew widened his eyes and was about to say something when he was blinded by a gust of wind.

When he recovered his sight, he was already outside the ring.

Hearing the cheers of the onlookers, he knew he had lost again.

"Damn it!"

Hebrew muttered and put away the Nokaya Knight Sword.

He had calculated everything, but he had not expected that his elder brother would eat so well.

Orlando stood on the ring, put away the two sub-legendary knight swords, ordered the security team to maintain order, and then jumped off the ring and walked towards Hebrew.

"Brother, I lost." Hebrew smiled, opened his arms, and hugged Orlando.

Seeing this, Orlando also hugged Hebrew and said with emotion: "In terms of fighting skills, you won, but overall, you still lost."

"Strength is important, but wisdom is also important."

"I know, brother." Hebrew let go of Orlando and nodded heavily.

Orlando looked at Hebrew with some suspicion and asked: "What do you know now?"

Seeing this, Hebrew looked determined and said: "Next time I duel with you, I will hide a few more cards so that I can win by surprise."

"You... well, you are right. You should always have a hand in everything, and don't let others see through you." Orlando patted Hebrew on the shoulder and said.

After the conversation, the two brothers met with Weilin and Kyle and went to the Palace of the Lord of Parkpu City.

...

Outside the Palace of the Lord of Parkpu City, a silver-haired elf with a height of 1.6 meters stood at the gate, bowed and saluted, saying: "Hello, Sir Knight of West Wind!"

"Dolores, long time no see."

Weilin looked at the silver dragon girl in front of him and responded with a smile.

Dolores met Weilin's eyes, then lowered her head, came to Orlando's side, and hugged his left hand.

"Brother, this is the sister-in-law you found for me."

Hebrew touched his elder brother with his wrist, with a faint smile on his face.

"You know why you don't call people." Orlando glared at Hebrew and said.

Seeing this, Hebrew bowed and saluted, saying, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Hearing this address, Dolores' face was filled with a bright smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing her white teeth.

Entering the city lord's mansion, Weilin looked at the territory of Zeferus and found that it had basically not changed, but the economy of the territory had prospered more than ten times compared to ten years ago.

The population of the territory was nearly 400,000, which had tripled.

"Orlando, this time I came to Zeferus for one purpose to inspect the territory and another for your marriage."

Hearing this, Dolores, who was leaning on Orlando, suddenly raised her head, her eyes shining, and looked at her fiancé with expectation.

"I will do whatever the master decides."

Orlando answered with a serious face.

For him, Weilin was the person he was loyal to and the person he regarded as his father.