Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"Thank you for the token you sent me back then."

"This is for you. When you reach the soul level, take this item to the Holy Third Kingdom of Dawn. They will build a teleportation array to your territory."

"Come back."

Before Weilin could thank him, Glaald tore open the space and left.

Looking at the hexagonal stone in his hand, he fell into silence.

Behind Weilin, Odor, Bamonde, including Kyle, no one knew what Glaald said to Weilin.

"By the way, what was I going to do?" Bamonde rubbed his head and said with some confusion.

Odor saw this and didn't say anything.

Kyle was the same. Glaald blocked part of the memory of his master's third uncle to prevent more people from knowing some of his master's details.

"Master Weilin, I'm sorry, I didn't find any traces of the group of necromancers in the shadow world." Gref appeared beside Weilin with a low tone.

After searching for more than three months, there was not even a single hair. This was a huge loss of face.

"It's okay, it's not important anymore."

Hearing Weilin's comfort, Gleif felt more guilty and felt that he had to do something, otherwise he would be ashamed of Weilin's trust in him.

After this journey, everyone returned to the camp on the border of Angara Province.

The next morning, Weilin practiced hard under the supervision of Kyle.

Two months later, Weilin conducted a second slave trade with the Centaur Surilun, obtaining 40,000 young and strong gray-skinned goblins and 100,000 old and weak gray-skinned goblins, which greatly increased the speed of mining.

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On April 1, 9737 of the Glorious Calendar, a year had passed since they stationed at the border of Angara Province and blocked the trading channel between the dwarves and the Gray Wasteland.

Both sides remained restrained and no conflict broke out.

The 27th Corps worked hard to mine and make a fortune. The 30th Corps noticed something was wrong and could only watch helplessly. If they wanted to blame someone, they should blame themselves for not getting information about the dwarven mineral resources.

After the third Corps meeting, Weilin returned to his tent and asked the guards to call Kyle over.

"My Lord." Kyle entered the tent, bowed and saluted, and asked.

Weilin waved his hand and asked him to come and sit.

"At this meeting, Commander Bulborn received an order that we will end this alert mission in eight months."

"Eight months, time is a bit tight." Kyle silently estimated in his heart that it would take at least three years to mine the existing resources.

If they ended this alert mission after eight months and retreated to the south, they would have to work day and night.

Even if they worked day and night, they could only mine half of it, and the rest had to be abandoned.

As for handing over the remaining resources to the centaurs and using weapons to drive them to mine, this idea was rejected as soon as it appeared.

After they withdraw, it is unknown whether the centaurs dare to return to this land.

It has not been many years since the last bloody massacre launched by the dwarves. Unless the centaur chieftain is a fool, the other party will definitely not come back.

The Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom cannot defeat the Elijah Kingdom, so can't it deal with the centaurs?

"My Lord, I suggest that the thirty legions be brought in and the lower-value resource points in hand be handed over to them for mining. We will profit from it and collect 30% of the profits. Then we will gather the gray-skinned goblin slaves in these mining areas and mine the more valuable resource-producing areas day and night."

"You can only have it if you sacrifice it, just follow your ideas."

The plan proposed by Kyle coincided with Weilin's idea. Only in this way can the benefits be maximized and some favors be obtained by the way.

Then, Weilin called the herald and asked him to summon the nobles of the 135th Legion and announce to them the deadline for the alert mission.

"You still have eight months. After eight months, we will withdraw south and end this alert mission."

Many nobles whispered when they heard this.

Afterwards, seeing the displeasure on the face of the legion commander, everyone shut up and dared not talk in a low voice.

"There are only eight months left. If you can't finish it, outsource it to maximize the benefits. Don't be too narrow-minded."

"That's all I have to say. What you do is your business, but I want to warn you. If the combat effectiveness of your army decreases due to mining and resource collection, then I can only say sorry. Don't blame me for turning my face against you."

"We know." Everyone bowed their heads and answered.

Some of the small nobles at the back were a little uneasy. After returning, they planned to restrain themselves. If they could use the monster clans in the Gray Wasteland, they would use the monster clans. Otherwise, if they offended the legion commander, their days in the Cardro Province would definitely not be easy.

Seeing this, Weilin waved his hand and asked them all to go out.

After all the nobles left, Kyle handed the prepared list to Weilin, which recorded the personal information, family information and faction forces of the five legion commanders of the Thirty Legion.

Taking the document and opening it to check, the information recorded on it was very detailed.

As expected, when Kyle was doing things, he didn’t need to worry about anything and just had to wait for the results.

"This is very good. Count Celtic Sedes is the commander of the 148th Legion, a high-level gold warrior, 133 years old, one of the two earls of the Sedes family, and has a friendly relationship with the current Earl of Mishis. Although his troops come from various provinces, he is fearless in battle, has good military discipline, and is not harsh on his subordinates. The most important thing is that his wife is the sister of Earl of Mishis, Ipgil Axe. You can tentatively contact him to see what he thinks."

For this Earl of Mishis, Weilin has only met him a few times, and most of the time he heard his father Angus tell the story of this earl.

Similar to the experience of Earl Hurricane, this Earl of Mishis also took over his eldest brother's team, and he himself is not the eldest son.

For some reason, his eldest brother Kallio Axe finally gave up the inheritance of the title and chose to go far away, leaving the Sinops subcontinent and disappeared.

According to his father, Kallio Ex had disappeared for more than a hundred years in order to fulfill a promise, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive. "My Lord, I will invite Count Celtic Sedes to meet tomorrow night."

"Okay." Weilin nodded, and when Kyle was leaving, he stopped him and added, "Invite Russell, the commander of the 134th Legion, to come over tomorrow night to discuss some things."

"Yes."

Looking at Kyle's back as he left, Weilin looked at the form in his hand and muttered to himself, "I hope Celtic Sedes knows how to judge the situation, otherwise he can only be replaced by another one."

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