Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"I'll go to the front area, you go to the middle area, and finally we'll meet at the back area."

"Yes."

Kyle nodded and flew towards the middle area of ​​the manor.

Looking at the other person's figure, Weilin was a little envious. He didn't know when he could reach the soul level and fly freely.

Retracting his gaze, Weilin began to observe the surrounding environment.

"It's estimated to be 800 square kilometers. There are some to find."

There are five buildings in the front area of ​​the manor. Weilin doesn't know the architectural style of the Oviliya Moon Elf Kingdom, so he can't see what the actual function of these five buildings is.

In addition to the five buildings, there are two leisure areas, three grasslands and four forest areas.

"Let me see where to start looking."

Looking at the fourteen targets in front of him, Weilin was a little difficult to choose for a while.

Closing his eyes, he pointed in a direction at random, and finally determined that the first search target was a building, located at the junction of the grassland and the forest area.

After crossing the three-kilometer-long stone road, Weilin stopped in front of the thirteen-meter-high building.

There were two magic puppets at the door, all silver-white, holding a spear in the left hand and a shield in the right hand, standing on both sides of the building.

When Weilin approached the range of 30 meters, the eyes of the two magic puppets were lit up, turned their heads, and stared at the creatures in front of them.

"Trialist, defeat me, and you will be qualified to enter the warehouse." The magic puppet on the left made a sound and said to Weilin.

Seeing this, Weilin was about to take out his weapon, but saw the magic puppet on the right automatically disintegrate, fly to Weilin, and attach to him.

In less than half a minute, Weilin's body was wrapped in the magic puppet.

"Trialist, start."

After the magic puppet on the left finished speaking, he began to attack.

Facing the oncoming spear, Weilin raised his shield in his right hand to block it.

The sound of weapons colliding with each other added a bit of noise to the silent manor.

In front of this building called a warehouse, two magic puppets began to fight.

Without using any fighting spirit or magic power, Weilin operated the magic puppet and fought with another magic puppet.

Being inside the magic puppet, Weilin did not feel claustrophobic, and his vision was not obstructed. Even the magic puppet outside his body seemed to be non-existent.

The only disadvantage was that his fighting spirit was blocked, and he could not mobilize any power, so he could only use the power of his body.

After an unknown period of time, Weilin went from being defeated at the beginning to fighting back and forth with the opponent in the end.

A slight distraction gave the opponent an opportunity to be knocked away and fell to the ground.

"Trialist, please don't be discouraged." The voice of the magic puppet sounded in his ears, giving Weilin a wonderful feeling. This trial made him feel not disgusted.

In his stereotyped impression, failure in the trial means death, and at the very least there will be punishment, but such a gentle trial method directly broke his inherent view.

Weilin got up from the ground and looked up. The opponent was waiting for him to adjust his state in the same place and was not attacking.

"Come on."

Accelerating his run, Weilin continued to rush forward.

Knocked down, stood up and continued, knocked down again, and continued again.

After failing for an unknown period of time, Weilin's fighting skills became more and more proficient, or under the guidance of the magic puppet, his progress became more and more obvious.

Finally, with a subtle opportunity, he pierced the opponent's right chest.

"I'm sorry."

Looking at his masterpiece, Weilin said with some embarrassment.

"Trialist, congratulations on defeating me, now you are qualified to enter the warehouse."

The magic puppet pulled out the spear in front of his chest, and under the unknown power, the broken gap repaired itself.

The next moment, the magic puppet on Weilin disintegrated and re-condensed into a magic puppet, standing next to his companion, congratulating: "Trialist, I'm glad to see your progress."

"Thank you." Weilin thanked from the bottom of his heart. In his eyes, these two magic puppets were not just puppets, but more like his teachers.

Afterwards, the two magic puppets returned to their posts, the red light in their eyes dissipated, and they returned to the guarding state.

Weilin bowed again to express his gratitude, and came to the gate of the warehouse. With a gentle push, he opened the five-meter-high wooden gate.

The lights inside the warehouse were lit, dispelling the darkness inside and illuminating the direction of progress.

Stepping into the warehouse, the interior was full of shelves, and the items on each shelf were wrapped in a miniature barrier.

When he came to the first container, Weilin touched it gently with his hand, and a light curtain popped out of the magic barrier. There was a question on it. Only if the answer was correct could he open the magic barrier and take out the things inside.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore."

He took a look at the text above. Although it was written in the common language, Weilin was ignorant and didn't know the question above.

[What is the second regular class of the third semester of the Third Magic Academy of the Kingdom of Oviliya Moon Elf? ]

For this kind of question, Weilin felt that except for Midas himself, only the students of that year knew this question.

It took Weilin three days to visit the entire warehouse, but he didn't find the whereabouts of the Key of Time. He could only exit the warehouse and go to the next place to explore.

In the next half month, Weilin searched the other four buildings through the trials of the Swordsman Magic Puppet, Archer Magic Puppet, Shieldman Magic Puppet and Knight Magic Puppet respectively, but still did not find any clues about the Key of Time.

However, it was not without gain. In the past half month, under the guidance of the magic puppet, Weilin made rapid progress. He felt that he could beat the two previous selves.

"Leisure area, grassland and forest area, which one should I choose?"

Looking at the remaining blocks, Weilin made a decision and decided to go to the leisure area first and relax.

Not long after entering the leisure area, he found a notice on the side.

[Where the Key of Time is stored]

"Uh..."

Weilin stood in front of the notice board, staring at the common language text on it, his eyes widened.

He has been looking for half a month, and you finally told me that this thing is placed here, and there is actually a notice board next to it. Are you kidding me?

"Such a bad taste, it's comparable to that one."

Seeing this scene, Weilin would think of the scene when he went to get the Druid's Book that year, which was also like this.

"It's not that family members don't enter the same door. It is precisely because of their similar personalities that this human and elf will become friends."

But there is one difference. This Midas is a little better than that senior and is very tolerant to the trial.

Entering the cabin, a key with a golden luster was placed upright on the table. It was not in a box or in a private room. It was just there.

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