Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On April 1, 9724 in the Glorious Calendar, half a month had passed since Ravia and Hebrews left.

Verin stood at the window sill of the castle and waved to the little gryphon flying in the night sky.

The little gryphon flying freely looked at the room where its master was, flew over quickly, and plunged into Weilin's arms.

It's been almost half a year since the mutated griffon egg hatched. The little griffin in front of me has grown very fast and is now about the size of a wolfdog.

Stroking the blue feathers on the little griffon's head, the delicate and soft feeling made Verin unable to put it down.

"Sha"

"Sha"

The little griffon kept protesting as if it was afraid of being bald on the top of its head.

But the protest was ineffective. Verin stroked the griffin's feathers while observing its growth. The body was very strong, and the wings were particularly prominent. It seemed that the half-elf Eunice was an excellent pet breeder.

"Siha~"

The cry suddenly changed. Verin followed the gryphon's gaze, but he didn't expect that this guy was eyeing his glowing wine.

"You want to drink."

Weilin brought the unfinished wine over and waved it in front of its eyes.

The gryphon stared at the wine bottle and nodded its head.

Looking at the strange little guy in front of him, Weilin found a bowl, filled half of it, and placed it on the floor.

The griffin smelled the fragrance of the glowing wine, stretched out its tongue and licked the wine in the bowl, calling out from time to time.

Not long after, half the bowl of wine went into the griffin's belly. It raised its head again, its longing eyes staring at the wine in Verin's hand, refusing to move away for a moment.

Weilin smiled, poured another half of the bowl for him, and warned, "This is just the half bowl, no more."

“Shasshasha”

The griffin pecked its head and continued drinking, and then left Verin's room with satisfaction.

Looking at the gryphon swaying in mid-air, Verin was really afraid that the little guy would fall. Seeing that he landed safely, he stopped paying attention.

Soon, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

[Two years later, Grand Duke Abraham of the Principality of Abraham passed away at the age of 1,627. The eldest prince, Kaia Abraham, and the third prince, Alan Abraham, competed for the title of grand duke and introduced their mother-in-law. The tribes competed with each other, and eventually a war broke out between the Kingdom of Ilia and the Kingdom of Bahio. 】

The breaking news made Weilin sit on the bed for more than ten minutes.

The Principality of Braham covers an area of ​​about two million square kilometers. It is a piece of land that was snatched from the hands of the dwarves by the alliance of the Kingdom of Ilia and the Kingdom of Bahio thousands of years ago. They finally compromised and gave birth to a principality.

This principality is a mixture of forces. Under the rule of Grand Duke Abraham, it represents its own forces, the northern faction and the southern faction. The three major forces have reached a delicate balance, and various small forces exist in the cracks.

The collapse of the intermediate hub directly led to the imbalance of the situation.

Neither the Kingdom of Ilia nor the Kingdom of Basio will just watch the Principality of Braham fall into the hands of the other side, and war will inevitably break out.

What surprised Verin the most was that Grand Duke Abraham died so early, making it difficult not to imagine that there was some conspiracy.

Most likely it was the dwarves who were doing this to delay the two human kingdoms from attacking him from both sides and gain more time to prepare.

"What can I gain from this news?"

This news has no value to a person at his level, and he has not yet reached that level.

Finally, after some thinking, Verin finally chose to tell his father.

With proper planning, this incident might be another take-off for the family.

Early the next morning, three knights went to the province of Cadero with a letter to bring this important news to their father.

…

On April 10th, Hebrews sat in the carriage and had a great time playing with Devon Hill's six adopted sons and daughters.

Seeing the adoring eyes of these little ones made him extremely happy.

"Brother Hebrew, can you tell me another story about your battle with the monster?" The youngest girl held Hebrew's arm and kept begging.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you some more stories." Hebrew rubbed her face and told her experience in a soft voice.

Outside the carriage, Lavia and Devonshire walked side by side, followed by the carriages of three priests and their families, and some civilians who had been favored by Devonshire and voluntarily followed him, stretching for more than 20 carriages. , hundreds of people.

"Priest Lavia, your physique is more suitable for becoming a knight or a warrior. Why did you choose to become a priest?" Devonshire looked at Lavia again, and finally asked the question that had puzzled him for a long time.

"This is a sad story." Ravia told her story again.

"Actually, being a priest is quite good." Devon Hill changed his mind after hearing Ravia's story.

"Well, this kind of life is good, I'm used to it." Lavia didn't feel angry about Devon Hill's words, and responded with a smile, "When you look at people you don't like, beat them up and treat them at the same time. ”

"Hehehe, make sure others don't see any harm."

The words of the bald priest made the corners of Devonshire's mouth twitch, but this also showed that the other party did not have such a deep city, and he was a friend worthy of deep friendship.

Not long after, the convoy entered the boundary of the Lake of Prayer for Stars.

The crowded road and the noisy crowd made Devin Hill surprised in his heart, but he did not show it on his face.

He never expected that a barony that had only been developed for five years could be so prosperous.

Passing by the wheat fields, the free people working hard in the fields smiled from the bottom of their hearts. There were no managers waving long whips to urge them to work, and there were no officials or knights who oppressed the civilians. This made Devonshire have a particularly good first impression of Qixing Territory.

Crossing the crowded three-way intersection, under the leadership of Lavia, the group first went to the Church of Life to take a break.

On the other side, when Weilin learned that Hebrew and the other two had returned and brought a large group of people with them, he was a little confused.

"Let's go to the Church of Life to have a look."

Weilin was full of doubts and immediately asked someone to bring his mount and prepare to go down the mountain to have a look.

Outside the Church of Life, hundreds of people began to build tents as temporary residences.

Hebrew sat on the top of the carriage, constantly looking at the road leading to the castle. Although his face remained calm, he was more eager for Weilin's arrival than anyone else.

Devonshire sat aside, looked at the silver-haired boy, shook his head, and said nothing.

He also had this mentality, but it was more than 30 years ago. Now he probably doesn't have the excitement of his youth.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Hebrew jumped down from the top of the carriage, tidied his clothes, and prepared to welcome his master.

Coming down from the mountain, Weilin immediately spotted Devonshire in the crowd.

"Master."

Hebrew stepped forward to lead the horse, his face full of excitement.

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