Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Three days later, Weilin and Kyle went to the White Tower Griffin Breeding Ranch.

Within the jurisdiction of Miel Satellite City, Weilin landed on a hill and looked down. The scenery was picturesque, with griffins flying by from time to time.

With a thought, a half-dimensional channel was opened.

The next moment, Xing fell out of the demiplane passage, flapped his wings, steadied his posture, looked around, and saw the figure of his master.

Seeing this, Xing swallowed the barbecue on his front paws, flew to the grass nearby, wiped his paws, and then came behind his owner.

"Fortunately, my family is wealthy, otherwise I really can't afford to support you." Weilin looked at the grease on the hair near the corners of Xing's mouth, covered his head, and said helplessly.

Hearing his master's words, Xing lowered his head, wiped the grease off his hair with the grass, and then looked into the distance like a normal griffin.

"star."

Xing rolled his eyes, revealing a gleam of brilliance, and answered: "Master, what do you want me to do?"

"I'll take you to a fight later."

"In a fight, is there a reward for winning?"

Upon hearing this, Weilin said with a straight face, "If you win, I don't know if there will be any reward, but if you lose, you will have to beg your wife for food for the next three months."

"Master, you are unreasonable." Xing raised his two paws and protested.

When Weilin heard this, he flashed to the side of Xing, raised his hand and tapped it on the head, and asked, "You still want to be reasonable, do you think my reasoning is acceptable?"

"I am not being reasonable anymore. I am not being reasonable anymore."

Sensing danger, Xing protected his head with his claws, lay on the ground, and acted like a turtle.

Weilin kicked Xing, who was acting as an ostrich, and promised, "Okay, if you win, I'll give you three bottles of glowing wine."

Hearing about the wine, Xing loosened his claws, raised his head, looked at his master, and licked his lips: "Master, you are telling the truth."

Weilin grinned and said, "Hey, of course that's fake."

Kyle looked at Xing who looked aggrieved and couldn't help laughing.

She was cute when she was a child, but she became more sophisticated when she grew up. I don’t know who she learned this from.

Xing protected his head and said carefully: "Master, I won't go then."

Seeing this, Weilin didn't tease it anymore. He took out half a bottle of glowing wine and opened the cork.

Smelling a familiar scent, Xing took his paw away, looked at the liquid in the bottle, and drooled at the corners of his mouth.

"take it."

Seeing that the host didn't seem to be joking, Xing bravely stepped forward, took the bottle of wine, and drank it down directly.

In less than a moment, the empty bottle was thrown aside. Xing raised his paw and touched his lower abdomen, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"We've finished drinking, it's time to go."

"Okay, master."

Xing lunged forward, got between Vaelin's legs, lifted him up, and then flew down on his wings.

Seeing this, Kyle put away the empty bottle and followed.

In the sky, the griffins that were flying freely stopped one after another, and saw their fellow griffin with snow-white fur, with curiosity and fear in their eyes.

“Shasshasha”

"Sha"

In just a few minutes, dozens of griffins gathered together and hung far behind the heterochromatic griffin.

"Master, do you want to disperse those mixed-haired griffins?" Xing raised his head and asked Weilin.

"Don't worry, there might be your future subordinates in there."

Hearing this, Xing immediately became alert. Could it be that his master was falling in love with someone else and no longer favored the Xuefeng clan?

However, on second thought, it was raised by its master, and with just these mixed-haired griffins, there was no way they could snatch the Snow Wind Clan's position in the master's heart.

Ten minutes later, the two men and the griffin landed at the White Tower Griffin Breeding Ranch.

More than 300 people gathered in the center of the ranch. When they saw Weilin falling from the sky, they bowed and saluted, saying in unison: "Greetings, sir."

"Get up!"

Upon seeing this, everyone stood up, but they did not dare to look up at the new owner of the White Tower Griffin Ranch, for fear of upsetting him and bringing disaster upon themselves.

They signed a lifelong contract with the ranch and were essentially slaves of the ranch.

However, as people who raise and breed griffins, they have a certain degree of freedom, but these are rules set by the previous ranch owner and are no longer applicable.

The worry about their future fate makes them panic.

"Who's in charge?"

Kyle looked at the people in cloth clothes and asked.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment until a middle-aged man stepped forward, bowed, and replied respectfully, "Your Excellency, the steward Tari and the ranch guards were transferred yesterday. Now there is no steward at the ranch, so you need to appoint one yourself."

Weilin looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him, who had the strength of a mid-level bronze level.

"May I have your name."

In response to Weilin's question, the middle-aged man replied somewhat awkwardly, "Sir, my name is Blossom."

"what can you do?"

"The little one will give the griffin a massage."

Weilin pointed at the star and said to Blossom, "Press it. If you do it well, you will be the manager of the Griffin Ranch. If you don't have the ability, I won't punish you."

Blossom's heart was moved, and he answered respectfully, "Yes, sir."

After taking a look at the human in front of her, Xing lay on the ground, closed her eyes, and prepared to enjoy it. She didn't know if she could have a single point of Eunice's massage skills.

Under Blossom's service, Xing couldn't help but let out a soft hum, with an expression of enjoyment on her face.

Ten minutes later, Weilin waved Blossom to stop the massage.

After the comfortable feeling disappeared, Xing opened his eyes and looked at his master, but he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that he would reason with him.

"It seems that you do have some abilities, but your strength is a little weak."

Hearing this, there was a flicker in Blossom's eyes, but he said nothing and continued to accept it submissively.

"But I won't take back what I said. From now on, you will be the manager of the Praying Star Griffin Breeding Ranch."

Blossom looked up, unable to believe his ears, and then he knelt on the ground and said excitedly: "Thank you for your gift, my lord."

"Okay, get up!"

After Blossom stood up, Weilin asked him, "Tell me about the White Tower Griffin Breeding Ranch."

"Yes, sir." Blossom bowed his head and said respectfully, "The White Tower Griffin Breeding Ranch has 8,526 acres, 386 adult griffins, 893 griffin cubs, and 352 households of ranch slaves, a total of 1,683 people."

"According to the classification of the previous steward, the ranch slaves are divided into three categories. The first category is the staff who serve the griffins, the second category is the staff who drive the horses and collect the griffin feces, and the third category is the staff who do miscellaneous work."