Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

The treatment was too fast, and Baird's "disease" was gone before he could react.

"Get up, my chief steward."

Baird heard this, without any embarrassment on his face, got off the bed, and put on his clothes with the help of Yieta.

Taking advantage of this free time, Weilin walked around the room. It was very simple. In addition to the necessary furniture, tables and chairs, there were only a lot of books and a pile of quills.

Several people came to the living room, and Baird asked the maid to make tea, and then asked his little daughter to leave.

Half a minute later, only Weilin, Kyle, Baird and Yieta were left in the hall.

"My lord, I wonder what business you want to see me for." Baird asked calmly.

Seeing this, Weilin did not keep the secret, and directly took out a pile of information from the space ring and put it in front of Baird, indicating that he should check it.

Seeing this, Baird bowed his head and saluted, then came to the table, picked up the top file, and quickly flipped through it to understand the contents recorded in it.

A few minutes later, Baird put down the documents in his hand, looked up at his master, and said, "You are going to let me take over the Eagle Chamber of Commerce of Belfas Kingdom, Holy Third Dawn Kingdom and Holy Xia Orc Kingdom."

"Yes."

Welin picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and spoke slowly.

Baird stared at his master and said seriously, "You have to give me people."

"You go to the Knight Academy, Warrior Academy, Mage Academy, and Priest Academy. As long as you like that student or even teacher, just ask the person in charge." Weilin put down the teacup and said with a smile.

Baird saw this, stared at his master, and slowly said, "Without a written document, you can't believe your words at all."

After a tug of war, Weilin finally agreed to issue a written document, but the premise was that Baird would not ask him for people again in the next five years.

Although he felt that there was a conspiracy, Baird could not judge it under the current circumstances, so he could only agree to it temporarily.

Anyway, it was something that the general manager agreed to, and it had nothing to do with him, Baird.

It was easy for him to break this promise.

After chatting for a while, Weilin stood up and said to Baird: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

"Master, take care."

Baird stood up and sent Weilin to the gate.

After watching his master leave, Baird turned to look at Yieta and said: "Go and call Lansha."

"Yes."

Yieta nodded and turned away.

After leaving Baird Manor, Weilin and Kyle did not return directly to Xingyue Castle, but prepared to go to the old castle to take a look.

Climbing the hill, Weilin stood on the inner wall of the old castle, looking at the scenery below the mountain, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

Kyle stood quietly beside Weilin, staring at the farmland and urban area below the mountain, and asked softly: "My lord, if the general manager knew that you needed to draw a large number of manpower to develop the gray fog space, would he come to Xingyue Castle every day to block the door?"

"Why do you ask that?" Weilin asked curiously.

Seeing this, Kyle said slowly: "My lord, what the general manager promised with his position has nothing to do with him personally."

"Can he do such a thing?" Weilin murmured softly, and then his face suddenly changed, saying, "This guy can definitely do such a thing."

"No, I think of a way to prevent it."

After thinking for a moment and weighing it again and again, Weilin prepared to transfer this problem to the army.

In recent years, some officers are too old and have no hope of going further on the extraordinary road. They can "retire" to the second line appropriately and be transferred to the territory as officials.

He will return as many retired officers as he draws from Baird's men.

Even if Baird comes to him in the end, he doesn't have to be afraid of him.

After solving the hidden danger, Weilin was able to enjoy the scenery without distraction.

…

In Bailang Village, a village under Mengya Town, Tarn County, Qixinglingjiang, Celeste brought Myrna to this small village on the border. Looking at the bleak scene around him, he had a thoughtful look on his face.

To see the true face of a lord, it is not to see how prosperous the big city in his territory is, but to see what the small border village looks like.

"Let's go."

"Oh, okay, Master."

Myrna stopped observing the flowers and plants on the roadside, stood up, and quickly followed.

Passing through the low earth wall, the two entered the village.

Looking around, except for pregnant women and children of a few years old, basically no other young men and women can be seen.

Scattered, except for warehouses and livestock sheds, there are 32 independent houses, roughly estimated to be 32 households. According to three to five people per household, the population of this village is between 96 and 160.

After obtaining the approximate data, Celeste took Myrna deep into the village.

After passing several houses, the doors were all closed, but Celeste could get the whole picture with just a little perception.

Each household stored at least 300 kilograms of food, several iron weapons and some books, as well as some ephedra paper and a feather pen.

Mirna watched the master walk and stop, with a puzzled look in her eyes, but she did not ask, just quietly followed him.

Unknowingly, the two came to the center of the village, a stone square of medium size, with a statue standing in the center of the square.

Looking up, it was the nobleman who made him feel a little bit good.

An armless man came to Celeste and asked, "Where are you from, you two?"

"Far away."

Celeste looked at the other party, bowed politely, and answered.

The armless man saw this, bowed his head in return, and the serious look on his face eased a little, and said, "I am a guest from afar, please follow me."

After thanking him, Celeste and Myrna followed the armless man and came to a stone house.

Sitting on a long wooden bench, Celeste thanked the armless man, then took the water cup from his left hand and symbolically drank a big sip.

"Are you the village chief of this village?"

Faced with Celeste's inquiry, the man with the broken arm smiled and answered with a hint of pride in his tone: "I guess so, but I like the position of captain of the White Wolf Village Guard."

"You are obsessed with the title of military position. You used to be a soldier."

The man with the broken arm showed a trace of memories in his eyes, and his eyes became a little dim. He slowly said: "That's all in the past. If my right arm hadn't been broken, I should still be in the army now."

"But it's all in the past. Now my duty is to lead the young and middle-aged people in the village to guard this place and the border area."