Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords

Inside the wooden cabin, the brazier blazed, bringing a sliver of light and warmth to the frigid winter.

Masha's face was flushed by the firelight as she gazed at the lord with her large, azure eyes. "But rumors are just rumors, after all. Compared to the image in those rumors, in reality, you are a very handsome, humble, and courteous noble."

"It's clear that many rumors in this world are without reason," the cleric girl, Masha, said with deep emotion.

"People are ultimately ignorant; some gossip is enough to make them believe it's true, taking a part for the whole and going down the wrong path." At this moment, Levin seemed to transform into a benevolent Pope guiding lost lambs. "And that is precisely the meaning of our existence. These ignorant people need our guidance."

"Lord, you're absolutely right!"

Masha was beaming as if she had found a kindred spirit, and she couldn't help but praise him loudly.

Realizing the impropriety of the situation, she quickly covered her mouth.

But the little hearts in her eyes were already visible to the naked eye.

As a member of the clergy, the words of this baron struck Masha right in the heart, stirring her deeply.

In the Church of the Frost, as an active cleric, besides practicing Frost magic, her daily job was to receive devout believers and guide them.

At first, she was very excited, believing that guiding kind believers was an honorable thing.

But those devout believers completely shattered her beautiful dream.

Greed, laziness, lust, violence…

All the worst aspects of humanity were perfectly embodied in them.

What completely shattered Masha's last bit of hope was a middle-aged man who came to the Church of the Frost to confess and seek the forgiveness of God.

After quietly listening to him, Masha fell into complete silence. The long-term repression finally couldn't be contained, and she angrily rebuked, "God will not forgive you! You damned criminal, only hell is your destination!"

From that day on, she was also forbidden by the church from serving as a guide for believers. This time, she was here to atone for her sins.

Her outburst that day had brought some negative impact to the church.

Masha deeply understood that the people of the world were ignorant, and the meaning of her existence was to guide these people, not to let them go down the wrong path.

This baron's thoughts completely coincided with hers.

"Ahem, Lord, please forgive Masha's rudeness for saying such things in this setting."

The white-bearded old man at the head tapped the table with his staff, which was inlaid with an azure gem, signaling Masha to sit back in her chair, and then said to Levin with an apologetic expression.

Although Masha wanted to say something, she was, after all, just a small cleric, and the old man was still her teacher. In the end, she could only sit down dejectedly.

"I don't think Masha is rude. On the contrary, I think I will have a lot to talk about with her." Levin smiled, looked at the surprised cleric girl, and extended an invitation: "The barracks are very boring. If this Miss Masha is willing to chat with me to relieve boredom, I would be sincerely happy."

"Lord, I... I'm very willing," Masha stuttered, finally saying with an excited expression.

Just like this baron said, she also felt that there must be many topics between them.

Moreover, she also wanted to know more about this lord, who was recently the most famous in White Rock City.

"This..." The white-bearded old man wanted to say something.

In the end, Fojello clapped his hands, smiled, and jokingly ended the topic, "Gentlemen, ladies, you can talk about matters concerning believers and faith in private. Now, let's get back to the matter of the Wildlands Allied Forces."

After speaking, he winked at the lord.

Levin returned an impeccable smile.

"Lord, when did I not know you were also a devout believer?"

Sky asked the lord next to him in a low voice.

He had always thought that this lord was an infidel like him. After all, his usual behavior and tone when talking about gods couldn't be faked at all.

But today's words clearly couldn't be said by someone who hadn't believed in a god for three or four years and had such deep insights.

"When needed, I am the most devout believer, Amen." The lord smiled slightly and made a perfunctory cross in front of his chest.

This made Sky even more confused, secretly guessing whether this lord was a believer of the Holy Light Church or other gods.

After all, as far as he knew, the Holy Light Church didn't have this kind of prayer gesture.

"Regarding this war, I have decided to launch a general attack the day after tomorrow to completely resolve this group of Wildlands Allied Forces."

"At that time, the Thorns Legion will serve as the main attack force, and the Panta Warriors squad will serve as the breakthrough force, giving the opponent a heavy blow at a critical moment." Fojello roughly spoke about his arrangements, and finally looked at the white-bearded old man very politely: "If you encounter enemy spellcasters, then I will have to trouble Master Fojin and you."

"Lord, you are too polite. Isn't this why we are here?"

Fojin stroked the gem on his staff and smiled slightly.

If the church wants to grow stronger, then it must maintain a good relationship with the Lord of the North, so that there will be no resistance.

They have always been extremely enthusiastic about things that can make the other party owe them favors.

"Lord, you will still act as a support, and provide assistance when you think the time is right." Fojello looked at Levin.

"Okay." Levin nodded.

Then there were some uninteresting topics, which made the lord drowsy.

"So, from now on, this battle will depend entirely on you all."

Finally, Fojello stood up and placed his hand on his chest, bowing slightly.

The people present were all external personnel of the Thorns Legion and did not belong to the same category as him, so it was only natural for him to express his gratitude.

"Master Fojin, if you don't mind, you can go to my camp for a cup of hot tea. Although it's not as good as Fojello's place, it has a unique flavor."

Levin stood up and invited with a smile.

The lord has always been a player who catches everything in one go and never leaves any roots behind.

Since he has chosen to build a good relationship with these clerics, naturally he won't let any of them go.

Looking at the pleading look in Masha's eyes, Fojin sighed helplessly and nodded: "Lord, this is our honor."

Frankly speaking, this Lord Levin is very famous. In White Rock City, even children know his name.

Fojin had naturally heard of him.

But he just smiled at those rumors and didn't comment, after all, how could images like three heads and eight arms, dragon slayer, be real? It's just to deceive some ignorant people.

But he really didn't expect that he would be so young and handsome.

Judging from his polite appearance just now, he doesn't look like a vain and fame-loving person at all.

It seems that the world doesn't know why, but has a lot of slander and prejudice against this lord.