Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

At eight o'clock in the evening, this important moment came again.

Lying on the bed, looking at the top of the tent, the sound came out.

The last time the fate guide warned me that it was completed, the incarnation of the outer god still ran away, saying that it was not completed. I did prevent the group of necromancers from going to the Xiqiu Province.

The scene of the battle between the ascetic monk Gerald of the Church of the Dawn and the alien god also revealed something weird, as if he was deliberately setting a trap, but it didn't seem that simple.

As he left the mezzanine space, Verin heard Gerald say that the war was about to begin.

"Is this all a show? Someone wants to get the coordinates of the world where the outer god is, so he set up a trap."

I know too little and cannot clearly see the planning behind this incident. Who knows what those gods are doing, planning the other party's authority, or peeking into the other party's world, or the world of Ilerilia is looking for "food".

"This war will be over soon, within two years at most."

Verin had a premonition that the war between the Kingdom of Ilia, the Kingdom of Bahio and the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom would soon come to an end, and even the war between the Ashe Magic Kingdom and the Holy Dwarf Mountain Kingdom would also end. , entering the negotiation stage.

[Three years later, a mutated white thorn flower will appear on the border between the misty forest and the territory of Isolde, the silver dragon's kingdom of Berk, which has the effect of soothing the soul. 】

"It won't appear until three years later. The time interval is so far away, let's wait until later."

Weilin felt a little disappointed in his heart, which was a normal reminder. He pulled off the quilt and started to rest.

……

At night, at the camp of the Thirty and One Hundred and Forty-Eighth Legion, Count Celts made a tour. As soon as he returned to his territory, he saw his confidant walking forward.

"My lord, this is the invitation letter sent to you by His Excellency Wei Lin, commander of the 135th Legion of the 27th Corps. His guardian knight asked me to hand it over to you."

"Invitation card?"

Kelt was a little confused. He took the invitation, opened it and looked at it. Looking at the invitation information on it, he gradually understood something in his heart.

He also knew a little about the fortunes of the entire 27th Corps.

There were only eight months left before the end of the alert mission. The other party took the initiative to invite me, and the purpose was very obvious.

"Prepare a suit of clothes and three boxes of wine I brought. I will use it tomorrow night." Celtic heard that the commander of the 135th Legion likes to drink, so sending him his own wine collection is considered a qualified gift. gift.

"Yes, my lord."

The middle-aged man bowed and saluted, and left to prepare what he would need for tomorrow.

The next afternoon, Kyle worked as a party planner and part-time cook.

As for the person who delivers the dishes, "Hui" is the one who has no other choice. He has a solemn appearance, is mature and steady, and is also the only idle person.

As for Orlando, Hebrews and Cassius, they were all stationed in important areas to prevent slave rebellions and external attacks.

As the sun set, Kelt came to the appointment wearing a black dress and accompanied by twelve attendants.

"Captain of the Celtic Army, thank you for coming." Verin stepped forward and greeted him with a cordial hug.

"You don't have to be so specific. Just call him by his first name. No need to add honorifics." Kelt replied with a smile and said to Verin.

The two of them had a very tacit understanding and didn't talk about seniority or anything like that.

According to the normal seniority, he wanted to call Uncle Kelt. Not to mention that Weilin was a bit unable to say it. Even Kelt didn't want to agree. This would alienate the relationship between the two parties invisibly.

"This is wine soaked in red and blue flowers. It has a storage time of sixty years and helps to increase the speed of Dou Qi." Celtic ordered three wooden boxes to be brought up, then opened the box in the middle and took out a bottle of Wine, explained to Verin.

"Thank you for your gift, I will accept it without any courtesy."

Weilin did not respond to the other party's kindness. He waved to three guards and asked them to move the three boxes of wine to the tent nearby and put them away. Then he invited Kelt to take a seat.

Kelt watched the other party accept his gift with a smile on his face and felt relieved, fearing that the other party would refuse.

Not long after, Russell arrived.

"Kelt, let me introduce to you, this is Count Russell Curisco, commander of the 134th Legion, my friend."

"Russell, this is Earl Celtic Sides, commander of the 148th Legion of the Thirty Corps."

When the two saw this, they greeted each other and exchanged a few words, which was regarded as a formal acquaintance.

Then, "Hui" started to serve the food as the waiter.

"Try it, this is a dish made by my brother, it tastes very good." Weilin said to the two of them with a smile.

When Celtic and Russell saw this, they were not polite. They picked up their knives and forks and began to share the ferocious tiger steak on the plate.

Tasting the taste, the two of them showed expressions of satisfaction.

With the gold-level dire tiger meat paired with Kyle's cooking, Verin would never get tired of it no matter how many times he ate it.

Half an hour after the dinner, when the three of them were chatting, Weilin began to reveal the purpose of the banquet.

Celtic and Russell put down the knives and forks in their hands in tacit understanding and focused on Verin.

"I have more than 30 resource mining sites in my hands. There are only eight months left before the end of the alert mission, but the mining time is expected to take three years. Once we evacuate, these great resources will be left to the dwarves in vain."

"Weilin is right. Our legion also has some resources and faces some difficulties due to personnel issues, but fortunately we can cope with it." Russell understood and said.

Kelte's face was calm, but his heart was turbulent. He had heard a little bit about the 27th Corps' fortune. He didn't expect that the other party actually had so many resource points. It really made people envious of the other party's good luck.

"It is indeed a waste to leave it to the dwarves for nothing." Kelt followed the words of the two people and continued.

After a few words and the tacit cooperation of the three of them, the topic quickly turned to outsourcing.

One wanted to outsource, one wanted to outsource, and the other acted as a witness, and the matter was quickly settled.

"Brother Celtic, I will hand over the twenty-six resources in my hand to your legion."

"There are five legions of the Thirty Corps. I didn't look for anyone else, but you. Just because your style of doing things makes people feel that you are a reliable person."

"Weilin, thank you for your consideration and allowing me to get this precious opportunity to gain some wealth with you." Kelt replied with a smile and thanked Weilin.

"Except for the 20% that will be handed over to the headquarters, you only need to give me 20%. The remaining resources that are mined are all at your disposal." Weilin said very generously.

Seeing this, Russell whispered: "Kelt, do you know that it is not easy to get these resources in my hands. Thanks to brother Welin's uncle, otherwise it would not be so easy."

After hearing this, Celtic nodded, not doubting Russell's words.

The chief of staff of the 27th Corps, Bamond, was the uncle of Verin, the commander of the 135th Corps. This information was not only known to the nobles of the 27th Corps, but also to the middle and upper echelons of the 30th Corps.