Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"I plan to send Sean to Windsor Castle and let the head of the family teach him for a few years. What do you think?" Simon turned to look at his eldest son Gallouk and said in a deep voice.

Gallok glanced at his second son and said, "Father, let's follow your wishes. Sean will need to inherit our family business in the future. It will also be good for him to be closer to the family head."

"Sean, what do you think?" Simon turned his head and looked at his grandson, asking with a serious face.

The boy's immature face showed determination: "Grandpa, father, I am willing."

"Good boy, if you are ambitious, go to Windsor Castle, but don't lose the face of your second uncle." Milan Akers put his arm around the young man's shoulders, with a big smile on his face.

Compared to the seriousness of his grandfather and father, Sean is closer to his second uncle Milan.

"Okay, the banquet is about to start. Milan, my father and Gallouk also have things to do. Sean and Amanda will be left to you to take care of them."

"No problem, father." Milan said carelessly.

The girl Amanda on the side curled her lips and expressed dissatisfaction with her grandfather's words, but she did not object on the spot.

At the front of Yinluo Hall, Angus brought Verin here, greeted several familiar marquises around him, and then stood there, waiting for Commander Sirid's speech.

Verin stood next to his father, looked around, and found that the junior behind the other marquis knew Sigrid Rodente, and the others were all strangers.

Suddenly, a young man turned his head and met Weilin's eyes.

Seeing this situation, Weilin could only smile apologetically, but the other party did not pursue the matter and just laughed it off.

Afterwards, Commander Sirid came to the front stage and began to speak.

First, read out the list of gold-level professionals who died in this battle, recognize their heroic battles, and observe a moment of silence for their sacrifices.

The second is a summary of the expedition and recognition of the contributions of the ten regiment commanders in the expeditionary force.

In the end, there were no nutritious polite words, but they had to cheer up and listen. No one wanted to leave the bad side to Commander Sirid.

Half an hour later, Sirid ended his speech and announced that the banquet had officially begun.

With his father's permission, Verin wandered around the hall, tasting delicious food, and occasionally chatted with some nobles to talk about the war.

"Master Weilin." When he was standing at the dining table choosing what to eat next piece of cake, he suddenly heard someone calling his name. Weilin turned his head and looked. There was a man and a woman, Simon's grandson and granddaughter.

"Amanda, and this..."

"Master Weilin, you can call me Sean." The young man introduced himself, trying to appear mature.

"What do you want from me?" Weilin looked at the underage boy and asked gently.

Upon seeing this, Amanda Akers said respectfully: "We would like to ask you for some information about Windsor Castle."

"That's it!" Weilin looked at the two of them and seemed to understand something. He picked up a plate of pastries and said to the two of them, "It happens to be fine. You two come with me over here and I will give it to you slowly."

In a corner, far away from the center of Yinluo Hall, the three of them were sitting quietly on a soft leather sofa.

"Which of you is going to study at Windsor Castle?" Verin picked up a piece of pastry and said to the two of them.

"Master Verin, this is my brother Sean, so I want to know about the situation in Windsor Castle in advance." Amanda answered.

"Okay, let me tell you something." Weilin sat upright and said to the two of them, "If you go to Windsor Castle to study and there is something you don't understand, you can go to the underground library and find an elder of the family. You can call him Elder Miller, who is very tolerant of his younger generations.”

"If you can meet my elder brother, you can also ask him for advice..."

Unconsciously, half an hour had passed. Weilin told the siblings some useful things, including the housekeeper beside his father, but there was only some general information, and the young man needed to know the details himself.

"Master Verin, thank you very much for telling my brother so many useful things." Amanda pulled Sean to stand up and saluted Verin to express their gratitude.

Weilin waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "We are all from the same family, so there is no need to be so polite."

Afterwards, the two siblings left. After Weilin finished destroying the pastries, he was about to get some more when a young man came over with a plate of fruit and sat opposite Weilin.

When he looked up, he didn't expect it to be the young nobleman whom he had caught spying on others just now.

"My name is Yadink Budebol, would you mind chatting?"

The other party's tone was very gentle, and it felt like a refreshing spring breeze, but Weilin was more vigilant just because he remembered his father's teachings.

But there should be some actions on the surface to make things happen. I randomly picked up an unknown piece of fruit from the other person's plate, put it in my mouth, chewed it slowly, and found that it tasted very good. I immediately praised: "You are very discerning, this fruit is good. Meet me, my name is Verin Akers.”

"Hahaha, interesting man." Yadinke Budbol laughed out loud, his movements were very casual, without those so-called aristocratic etiquette.

In their opinion, only the lower-level nobles would strictly follow the so-called aristocratic etiquette. For family members like them, in addition to maintaining respect when facing their elders, they are also very easy-going to their peers as long as there is no hostility.

"I was observing very secretly just now. How did you find out?" Weilin looked at the other party and asked curiously.

"Secret." Yadingke Budbol did not answer directly, but turned to another topic, "What do you think of the kingdom's war against the Gray Wasteland?"

"Opinion?" Weilin touched his chin, thought for a while, and said, "Actually, I don't have any opinion. This is purely a military exercise."

"Okay." Yadingke's tone was a little disappointed, but he quickly covered it up and talked to Weilin about other topics.

In just half an hour of getting along, Weilin had some understanding of this junior of the Marquis Budbol. In his opinion, this person is on par with his elder brother Ilysis.

The other party can analyze a lot of useful things from some surface phenomena, such as the general trend of the kingdom, the hidden meaning of deep-level transactions with other countries, and the reasons for the struggles between various forces in the country.

Weilin thought he didn't have his ability. Some things are innate and others can't ask for them. For example, he can get the guidance of fate to bring him useful information, but the other party doesn't have this ability.

Then, Yadink ended his communication with Weilin.

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