Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"Leave me alone."

After Weilin finished speaking, he fell silent for a moment, squatted aside and began to reflect.

Over the years, I have successfully cultivated only four combat skills. The combat-type combat skills are [Two Blossoms] and [Aoki Slash], the auxiliary combat skills are [Return to the Same as Before], and the command-type combat skill [One Person Thousand Voices] 】.

As for the druid profession, he is currently at the silver intermediate level and has learned thirteen spells.

Compared with Kyle, I seem to have been too lazy in recent years, a little too salty, and a little too complacent.

"No, we can't go on like this. When we go back, we will be strict with ourselves. We will admit that we have been let down too much by Kyle, but we can't let ourselves down too much."

Kyle stood aside, quietly waiting for his master to think, without disturbing him.

He knew very well that his master must have been hit hard and was now adjusting himself.

After more than ten minutes, Weilin's fighting spirit rekindled in his heart, and he would work harder when he returned.

"Lord, you said that when you get back, let me make a training plan for you." Kyle almost suspected that he had heard wrong, and spoke again to confirm.

"Yes, I think it was too casual in the past. After I return, you will be my teacher. Your supervision cannot stop until I break through to the high gold level."

Facing Verin's firm eyes, Kyle nodded and agreed, cutting his training plan in half, his boss should be able to survive.

"Or we should reduce it to a quarter."

Kyle was in a tangle in his heart, and it was hard to make a decision. Should he start from the original training plan and increase the intensity layer by layer to see how long the master could last.

"Let's go, let's find clues."

"yes."

Giving up thinking for the moment, Kyle followed closely, jumped down from the stone slab, stepped on the fluffy grass, and walked deeper into the mountain stream.

The dark environment always gives people a depressing feeling.

A tree growing on a rock wall has a sign of decay on the left, but lush branches and leaves on the right. The two merge into one, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

Standing on the thick rhizome and looking at this strange plant, Verin subconsciously turned his head to look at Kyle, only to find that the other person was also thinking.

Kyle raised his head, met Verin's gaze, and said helplessly: "Lord, don't look at me. I don't know what this weird plant is called."

"All right."

Weilin felt a little happy in his heart and didn't know why he felt like this.

According to the message that fate told him, this weird tree that was half withered and half lush should not be the target he was looking for.

Just when Weilin and the two were about to move forward, the strange tree suddenly moved, and two branches fell in front of them, one was gray and the other was turquoise.

The next moment, the two branches started to dance and stopped ten meters away from the two people. They changed erratically and finally formed two human faces with only mouths.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that Kyle wanted to take action directly, Verin stopped him. He always felt that this thing would tell him something.

"The one thousand three hundred and twenty-sixth tester who broke into this place, welcome to the lost land of Midas." The green face made a voice, a voice from the distant past, gentle and reassuring.

Verin looked at the green man's face and asked, "Is the Lost Land of Midas the name of this mountain stream?"

There is no answer to this question, whether it is a turquoise face or a gray face.

"Answer the question, and if you answer it correctly, you will open the door to the next trial site." The gray man opened his mouth and told the two people this useful information in a hoarse voice.

Before Weilin and Kyle could agree, the green man with a green face asked the first question.

"Excuse me, what is Midas' favorite?"

"Forehead."

Hearing this question, Verin's head was full of questions. Who knows what this guy likes.

There was no time limit, no urging, the two faces just stayed there with no next move.

"Knowledge."

"clothing."

"Someone else's wife."

"Nun of the Church."

I gave several answers one after another, but there was no response at all. There was just no response to wrong answers without any punishment.

Seeing this situation, Weilin had no worries at all and let go completely. He shouted out any unbelievable answers and tried them one by one. The result was unexpected, and none of the answers was correct.

Multiple-choice questions are easy to do, but fill-in-the-blank questions are not easy at all, as Weilin now understands.

This man named Midas has no name in history, and we don’t know if he is a man or a woman. We don’t even know if he is an intelligent creature. It would be a ghost if he could answer this question.

After half an hour of continuous high-intensity output, Weilin felt a little desperate.

Since the other party has set up this level, it means that violent methods cannot pass the other party's test, so he gives up looking for the [Ring of Time] fragments, and he is somewhat unwilling to do so.

Kyle stood aside and remained silent. After searching the inherited memories in the Angel's Heart, he found no record of the name Midas.

"By the way, could it be this."

Weilin patted his head and recalled the message that fate had told him.

"The Book of the Druid."

After telling this answer, there was still no change at all, which made Welin a little crazy.

"Druid."

Kyle then added, the gray face and the turquoise face still showed no reaction at all.

"My Lord, maybe there is something recorded in the Druid's Book. You can open it and check it out."

"I'll try."

According to Kyle's suggestion, Weilin took out the Druid's Book and flipped through it.

With his current strength, he could only flip through the first sixty pages at most. This time he actually flipped to page 236.

Unconvinced, Weilin flipped back again, but the previous page showed the sixtieth page. The content in between was automatically hidden by the Druid's Book. In other words, Weilin was not qualified to flip through it yet.

"Three hundred years ago, according to Midas's request, I spent three months researching the Flower of Decay. I don't know how he cultivated it."

Weilin closed the Druid's Tree, took a deep breath, calmed his inner fluctuations, and said, "Flower of Decay."

"Correct answer."

The gray face made a hoarse voice, confirming Weilin's answer.

The next moment, the green face and the gray face began to move, and the two branches gradually extended to form an arch.

Three seconds later, the two faces began to melt, and the blue-gray magic energy and the gray magic energy intertwined and filled the archway.

One minute later, a door leading to an unknown space was formed. Looking at the door, Weilin did not hesitate, holding the Druid's Book, and walked through the archway.