Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Wei Lin and Xue Mi Ya stood in the sky, overlooking the ordinary village below.

The sun penetrated the light mist and sprinkled on the ground, covering the whole village with a layer of golden gauze.

The streets began to get lively, and a large number of civilians gradually appeared in the town.

The next moment, the two appeared on the street.

Wei Lin walked to a small stall, leaned down slightly, sniffed gently, and could actually smell the aroma of food.

"How is it, is it very real?"

Xue Mi Ya came to Wei Lin and asked softly.

"It's really real." Wei Lin nodded and answered, "I am really lucky to marry a genius like you."

"If it was before, I would blush, but now, I won't."

Xue Mi Ya showed a confident smile on her face and waved gently.

With her movements, the surrounding scene changed instantly, and a simple thatched house appeared in front of her.

"Squeak--"

The boy pushed open the wooden door, and with some effort, he came out of the room carrying the wooden barrel. He came to the well, put the rope on the wooden barrel, and then threw it into the well.

With a little curiosity, Weilin walked into the room and saw a thin woman lying on a thatched bed.

She was covered with several torn clothes, barely resisting the cold.

In less than a moment, the boy came in tiptoeing with a wooden barrel half full of water, came to the stove built with gravel, and poured the water into the broken pottery pot.

When the water reached the edge of the hole, the boy laid the wooden barrel flat, then came to the corner of the room, took out a cloth bag from the straw pile, took out a few pieces of shriveled yam, came to the pottery pot, and carefully put it in.

Weilin stood aside and watched the boy light the fire and start cooking.

During the whole process, Weilin just watched quietly without communicating with Xuemiya.

He was puzzled by the illusion designed by his wife, but it was interesting because of this.

"Cough cough cough!"

The woman on the bed suddenly coughed, her voice weak and powerless.

The boy hurried to the woman's side, helped her up, and patted her back gently: "Master's wife, are you feeling better?"

"Master's wife?" Weilin silently recited this title, and couldn't help turning his head to look at his wife, only to see her blinking her eyes, indicating that Weilin should continue to watch.

After the woman spit out the blood clot in her lungs, her face became paler. She raised her head and looked coldly at the boy who supported her, her eyes full of disgust and determination.

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence from her teeth: "Get out of here."

"Master's wife, I..."

The boy looked a little flustered, but he did not put down his hands to support the woman.

"I said, your master is dead, you have nothing to do with our family, now get out, you are not welcome here." The woman raised her hand tremblingly and pointed at the door, saying angrily.

The boy's face flushed, and he loudly retorted: "No, I won't leave."

The woman slapped the boy with all her strength and shouted: "Get out of here, or I will die in front of you."

Hearing the woman's threat, the boy looked a little hesitant, but his hands did not slow down, and he directly took away the bowl with a chip next to him.

During the stalemate, the sound of boiling water distracted the boy's attention.

The boy let go of the woman, ran to the side, extinguished the firewood that had not yet burned out, and prepared to use it next time, then took off his clothes, picked up the boiling yam porridge, and poured it into the bowl.

Looking at the angry woman, the boy hesitated with the bowl full of yam porridge, and prepared to wait until the food cooled down a little before approaching, so as not to let the master's wife overturn the bowl.

Weilin crossed his arms and asked, "Is this your deliberate confusion, or is it his true nature?"

"That woman, I have modified my perception of her." Xuemiya said here, and pointed at the boy and said, "As for him, I just modified his identity perception, and all these actions are just his true feelings."

"At first glance, this kid is very careful, let's speed up the time."

"Yes."

Xuemiya nodded, and then began to speed up the time of the illusion.

From the perspective of an observer, only three minutes have passed.

But for the boy, three months have passed.

In three months, the boy never gave up on the woman's beatings and scoldings.

When no one noticed, the woman would show a guilty look in her eyes every time she saw the boy's busy figure.

One night, the woman took advantage of the boy's deep sleep to know her life.

The next morning, after the boy woke up, he looked at the woman who had hanged herself and cried on her body.

In the next few days, the boy was confused and finally came to an end.

Watching the illusion crumble, Weilin smiled and teased: "It seems that your ability to weave illusions needs to be improved."

Xue Mia shook her head and said softly: "I just set up the rules of the illusion. As for how the illusion works, I didn't interfere."

"What happened just now is the result of natural deduction."

"After the woman died, the boy could not wake up, but would only be confused until he died."

"In other words, the person you chose is a little stubborn, or a little stupid, but he is a person who knows how to repay a favor."

"Forget it, anyway, the goal has been achieved, and the result is no longer important." Weilin waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

After returning to the real world, the boy woke up with tears in his eyes. He looked at the familiar person, rushed over to hug her, buried her in her arms, and said with some sobs: "Master's wife."

"Silly child, what are you shouting?" Harriet was not as stern and indifferent as before, but reached out to hug her son and said softly.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, but after I left, did you live well?"

Hearing his mother's question, Hexiden's eyes were a little evasive, lowered his head, and dared not speak.

Seeing her son's actions, Harriet had understood everything.

She sighed softly, her heart full of helplessness and heartache.

It seems that after she ended her life, this silly child did not see her true intention.

"Harriet."

Suddenly, a strange voice came.

Harriet raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a figure appear in front of her.

A hint of surprise appeared on her face, and then she quickly saluted and said, "Good morning, Master Weilin."

Haishiden let go of his mother, turned around, widened his eyes, and showed an expression of disbelief on his face. It was the adult who appeared on the Listening Wind Tower!

Weilin looked at Haixiden with a smile, revealing a hint of friendliness and gentleness in his eyes, and said, "Haishiden, this is the second time we meet. I said that if you can meet me again, I will tell you my name."

At this point, Weilin's tone became quite formal: "Weilin Aix, this is my name."

After a brief panic, Haixiden calmed himself down, straightened his body, and saluted solemnly, saying, "Master Weilin, good morning."