Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Velin took the trade agreement from Claver, looked at the quotation on it, and signed his name on the back.

"As long as you don't regret this trade agreement, you can continue the transaction."

"As for the goods, I will send someone to pick them up, so you don't have to worry about transportation."

"Thank you, Mr. Velin." Claver thanked him respectfully with gratitude.

Velin responded: "If your territory needs help, you can ask for help from an adventure group called Rose Flower in the capital of Dani Province. They will provide you with some convenience."

"Thank you for your help." Claver was grateful from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time felt fortunate for his choice.

After talking for more than 20 minutes, the two parted ways.

Xuemiya returned to Weilin, took his hand, and whispered: "Weilin, do you know? Viscount Cleaver's partner Anila is actually a commoner's daughter he adopted when he was a child."

Weilin said with some surprise: "It seems that Viscount Cleaver is still a passionate person."

Kyle, who was following behind Weilin, was also a little interested, pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"I think so too." Xuemiya nodded in agreement and said, "In the conversation with her, I can feel her love for Viscount Cleaver in her heart, and she is willing to sacrifice her life for it."

"I originally thought that this kind of thing only existed in storybooks, but I didn't expect to see it today."

"There are many incredible things in this world. You may think that it is a fictional story, but it may be happening somewhere in the world." Weilin responded with a smile.

On the other side, Clever put his hand on his wife's waist and comforted her somewhat uneasy mood: "I'm sorry, maybe it's better to let you stay in the territory."

"It's okay, Lady Xuemiya is very kind to me." Anila shook her head and said, "If I have to say sorry, it should be me. I'm sorry for not helping you in other ways."

"When I was a child, if it weren't for you, I might have died in the hands of my brother." Clever recalled the past and hugged his wife in his arms, his tone full of memories, "For so many years, if you hadn't sorted out government affairs and interpersonal relationships behind me, I might still be a poor baron on the border, and it is more likely that I would have been destroyed in the first raid of the Gray Wasteland on the border of the kingdom."

"To me, you are the best gift given to me by the goddess of life."

"This, that... Clever, in fact, all this is your effort, I just played a supporting role."

Anila's voice became smaller and smaller, but Clever still heard his wife's voice from the noisy environment.

...

Towards noon, the originally noisy and noisy Alcia Palace gradually became quiet.

At this time, the nobles who came to attend the trade fair all cast their eyes to the front of the hall, quietly waiting for the speech of Helder East Enlich, the eldest grandson of the Duke of East.

A young man in a light blue suit stood steadily on the one-meter-high stage. He always had a kind smile on his face and spoke in a very easy-going tone, making many nobles present feel like spring breeze and extraordinarily comfortable.

"I am very honored that you have been invited to participate in this Western Trade Fair." Helder's voice was clear and loud, spreading throughout the hall.

Then, he changed the subject: "As we all know, although our western region is slightly inferior to the eastern and central regions in terms of overall development level, as long as there are leaders with noble character like you here, I believe it will usher in new opportunities for vigorous development!"

Hearing this, Weilin stood in a relatively backward position, silently watching Helder who was speaking eloquently on the stage, and a faint good impression involuntarily surged in his heart.

However, unlike Weilin, Xuemiya, who was standing beside him, frowned unconsciously.

With her keen insight, she actually detected a trace of mysterious power in the voice of this cunning man.

This power seemed to have some special magic that could easily enhance others' favorability towards him.

As an arcane master who focused on mental magic, Xuemiya had extremely keen insight and perception.

At this moment, Xuemiya slightly tilted her head and her eyes fell on her husband beside her.

He was listening attentively, with a serious look on his face.

However, what surprised Xuemiya was that the spell she cast on him had no reaction at all.

Obviously, Weilin was not affected subjectively, and all this was just the passive influence of Held's voice.

With doubts, Xuemiya turned her eyes to Kyle, who was standing behind Weilin.

She stared at Kyle's eyes closely and found that his eyes were always clear and bright, without any signs of being "bewitched".

At this moment, Kyle noticed Xuemiya's gaze, and he turned his head to look over, and their eyes met instantly.

As if he could read the worry in Xuemiya's eyes, Kyle shook his head gently, then turned his head and looked at his master, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder a few times.

In an instant, Weilin seemed to break free from a certain state, his originally focused expression disappeared, and his eyes regained clarity.

Weilin came back to his senses and looked at the eldest grandson of the Duke of East on the stage, and a wave of astonishment surged in his heart.

Just now, the Duke's eldest grandson had made him involuntarily fall into it with just a few words, and even had an impulse to agree with the other party's point of view.

This feeling made Weilin deeply uneasy, and at the same time he had a deeper understanding of the opponent's strength.

"My Lord, do you need to remind Earl Russell?"

Hearing Kyle's voice in his heart, Weilin looked to the left and found that Earl Russell, who was not far away, nodded to Kyle.

"Everyone, there will be an internal auction at 3 pm. If you are interested, you can go to the side hall on the left side of the Elsia Palace to participate."

"I hope you can get what you want at this Western Trade Fair."

After speaking, Held returned the main venue to everyone.

Some nobles showed strong interest in the internal auction and went straight to the side hall.

For this internal auction, Weilin must have had a very strong interest before Earl Russell reminded him, but now he just wants to stay away from it.

In addition, he was very wary of Held's speech just now.

"My Lord, according to my understanding, this kind of "bewitching" action contained in the voice should be an unconscious effect, which means that Held did not do it intentionally." Kyle told Weilin through his mind.

"This guy should not be called a cunning red fox. I think it is more appropriate to call him a "bewitching red fox." Weilin shook his head and complained in his heart.

In the following days, Weilin took Xuemia and Kyle to eat and drink, and all the nobles who came to discuss business matters were politely rejected.

Three days later, this western trade event finally ended. Weilin had no intention of staying and immediately set off with the crowd.