Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"From today on, your real name is Rahel and your code name is Gray."

"Yes."

Rahel stood up, an illusory mask appeared on his face, and the word "Gray" appeared on his forehead.

Kyle looked at the Gray Swordsmen and was very satisfied. Next, he needs to continue to search for such special talents and strive to form a bodyguard of twelve swordsmen.

There was a lot of inherited knowledge in his mind, and he couldn't wait to experiment.

"Hui, show me your abilities."

"Yes, Master."

The gray swordsman took a few steps back, and black and white magic energy appeared out of thin air, wrapping his body.

A long sword made of magic energy condensed in mid-air. The front side was white and the back side was black.

In less than a minute, the magic energy dissipated, and a swordsman wearing black armor appeared in front of Verin, with a sharp horn on his head.

The next moment, the jet black armor faded away and turned into pure white armor. The iconic sharp horns disappeared and were replaced by sharp horns growing out of the forehead, somewhat like the horns of a unicorn.

"My lord, these are the two forms of the Gray Swordsman, the black and the radiant forms." Kyle stood aside to explain to Verin.

"Which form is stronger?"

"Dark form, main attack."

"Glory form, main defense."

"Not bad." Verin turned to look at Kyle and continued, "I'll leave it all to you."

"I understand."

While the two were talking, the Gray Swordsman exited his glorious form and returned to his human form.

In the evening, the group returned to the camp.

"Ashe, you will keep vigil in front of the main camp tonight."

"Yes, my lord."

Rahel bowed and saluted, with a firm face, standing at the entrance of Verin's camp, assuming the responsibility of a guard.

Kyle nodded with great satisfaction, and then went to Bamond's camp to report the Shia orc incident to him.

In the camp, Weilin lay flat on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to rest, waiting for the guidance of fate to arrive.

In order to verify his guess, Weilin formed a strong desire in his heart to reproduce the previous information about the clues of the ancient magic puppet army, and test whether the guidance of fate would tell him the relevant information.

Time passed slowly, and it soon came to eight o'clock in the evening.

[Under the cliff thirty kilometers east of Dujiao Mountain, buried in the mezzanine space are fragments of the artifact [Ring of Time]. The Book of Druid is your key to obtaining the fragments of the artifact [Ring of Time]. 】

Hearing the news, Weilin looked helpless.

It seems that Fate Guidance will not tell you the information you want based on your own will. Every time the news he tells you is unpredictable, but it is of great help to you.

The news this time is very exciting. A fragment of an artifact is equivalent to a legendary item.

However, this thing requires the use of the Druid's Book to gain the approval of the fragment. Could this be the work of his senior, or perhaps the birth of this artifact has some close relationship with him.

With a bunch of questions, Verin closed his eyes and began to rest.

At six o'clock the next day, Weilin got up from bed, found a map of the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom, and began to check the location of the so-called One-Horned Mountain.

It took a few minutes for Weilin to find the direction of Single Horn Mountain.

To the east of Multi-rail City, the straight-line distance is two hundred kilometers, and the actual distance is more than three hundred kilometers.

"It's not advisable to bring too many people with you in this operation to avoid any problems."

It's not that he doubts his subordinates' loyalty to him, but the less people know about this, the better.

A fragment of an artifact that he did not believe some poor legend could not be moved by.

"Kyle, you go prepare some food, and I'll go find my third uncle."

"Yes."

After passing through several camps, Weilin quickly found the camp where his third uncle was.

"What's the matter with your kid?" Balmond put down the document in his hand, looked at his nephew, and asked.

"Third uncle, I'm going out for a while, it can be as short as half a month, as long as two or three months. Remember to help me if anything happens."

"There won't be any news about finding any treasures. Get ready to go exploring." Balmond looked at his nephew carefully and said half-jokingly.

"Uncle Third, there are some things I can't tell you." Weilin spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Be careful when you go out and pay attention to safety." Bamond suddenly became serious and solemnly warned.

Weilin waved his hand and said, "If you don't trust me yet, I won't do anything that I'm not sure of."

Looking at his nephew's back, Bamond patted his head, shook his head, and said to himself: "I won't be fooled. This kid really went out to find some treasure."

Recalling his elder brother's warning, he shook his head and dismissed his inner doubts. He didn't want to think about it anymore. He didn't want to be beaten for no reason.

Back at the camp, Kyle was ready.

Without saying anything else, he got on his horse, and together with Kyle, left the 27th Corps station and headed east.

Not long after leaving the camp, Verin and Kyle put a layer of cotton cloth on their heads to hide their faces.

At night, sixty kilometers away from Dujiao Mountain, the two of them sat around a fire, waiting for the food to be cooked.

"My lord, three kilometers to the north, there is a group of adventurers being chased by a ferocious tiger." Kyle suddenly turned his head to look north, his left hand resting on the knight's sword.

"It depends on the situation."

After speaking, Verin picked up the weapon beside him, listened to the noise coming from the distance, and prepared himself.

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"Captain, that beast is playing tricks on us."

A strong man looked back at the ferocious tiger's movements, panted heavily, and spoke.

"I know, keep running."

The powerful woman in red held a big sword, carried the mage on her shoulders, and ran with all her strength.

Facing the low-level gold-level ferocious tiger, their five-person adventure team is the opponent's meal. Since the opponent is teasing them, it means that they still have a glimmer of hope of escape.

Since there is hope, they will not give up.

Looking at the five humans in front of him, the ferocious tiger's eyes were full of expectation.

The food after strenuous exercise is extremely delicious. He is a master of cooking and will never allow food to be eaten into his stomach before it reaches its ultimate deliciousness. This is a blasphemy to food.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared, and then nothing.

Kyle walked out of the darkness and came to the body of the dire tiger. He looked up and down. From his perspective, the dire tiger was well developed, especially the four legs, which were considered top-quality ingredients, as well as its ribs. The rare ingredients are worthy of his own cooking.

The five-person adventure team looked back and saw that the Dire Tiger's head and body had been separated, and the wind-attributed magic energy shield surrounding the Dire Tiger had also collapsed.

Seeing this scene, everyone slumped on the ground, showing expressions of survivors.

This beast chased them for more than two hundred kilometers. If it weren't for the belief in survival that supported them, they would have given up long ago.