Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

As the night fell, the army generals of other forces in the surrounding area were filled with anxiety and fear after learning about the intelligence of the Bessim army station. They spent this cold night with trepidation.

The next morning, Weilin and Kyle left the barracks and headed for Tallinan Town.

In the center of the colorful mist, a big tree felt the threat from afar, shook its branches, used the fallen leaves as the core, condensed the colorful mist, and created soldiers.

In the tree canopy, a fairy was comforting the big tree, telling it not to panic.

Outside the town of Tallinan, there were a large number of weapons and armor scattered, as well as dark red bloodstains left on the ground.

According to the intelligence recorded by the Bessim army station, two months ago, several forces gathered thousands of troops and tried to enter the colorful mist to search for extraordinary treasures.

Unexpectedly, more than 600 colorful mist soldiers suddenly appeared, each of them had the strength of a third-level warrior (high-level bronze warrior), and in less than half an hour, they destroyed the vanguard army they sent.

As for the corpses, they had been corroded by the colorful mist, but these weapons were left behind.

Later, they also captured many serfs and civilians to retrieve these weapons. Without exception, they were all killed by the colorful fog soldiers who suddenly appeared.

After reading the records above, Weilin closed the book, looked at the colorful fog a hundred meters away, and said: "I have a hunch that the colorful fog hides the half-plane heart we are looking for."

"Maybe..." Kyle's tone was a little hesitant and uncertain.

Hearing this, Weilin's smart eyes turned slightly, and a sly smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "How about we make a bet? If you win, I will give you 100 gold coins. If I win, let me lie comfortably for seven days."

Kyle stared at the colorful fog in front of him, thinking about his master's proposal in his heart, and nodded slightly: "Okay, but I don't need you to give me 100 gold coins, I just need you to practice diligently for a month."

Hearing Kyle's words, Weilin gritted his teeth and hesitated in his heart.

He was not sure whether there was a half-plane heart in the colorful fog.

After a struggle, Weilin decided to take a gamble.

"Okay, I agree."

Kyle turned his head and stared at the changes in Weilin's facial expression. He knew in his heart that his master didn't know what secret information was involved, which meant that this was a fair game.

Just as the two were chatting, a faint vibration came from under their feet.

Then, more than 200 colorful mist soldiers walked out of the mist, quickly formed a battle formation, and rushed towards the two in a uniform pace.

Seeing this, Kyle waved his hand and scattered more than a hundred light balls, forming faceless light and shadow clones, each of which had the strength of a silver intermediate warrior, equivalent to a fifth-level warrior.

Seeing this scene, Weilin's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Is this a spell or a combat skill?"

"Combat skill." Kyle did not hide it, and answered without hesitation, "It is a soul-level combat skill [Light and Shadow-Faceless Clone] created by my subordinates by combining the combat skill [Light and Shadow Clone] with the extraordinary knowledge given by Putlock's Spear. If it is fully released, it can condense thousands of silver-level clones."

"As long as the master works hard to practice and is promoted to Soul Knight, I promise that I can transform it into [Aoki-Faceless Clone] for you... to be lazy."

Faced with Kyle's promise, Weilin was a little impatient.

While the two were talking, hundreds of faceless clones had strangled hundreds of colorful mist soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Kyle moved his mind and commanded the clones to enter Tallinan Town to eliminate the resistance.

Looking at the faceless clones that looked like an army, Weilin's eyes became more and more scorching.

Unfortunately, it would take at least ten years to break through the Soul Knight.

If it wasn't before the gray crystal was absorbed, it would probably take another fifteen years.

Ten minutes later, Kyle got feedback from the faceless clone and said, "Master, there is a big tree in the center of Tallinan Town, which is the source of the colorful mist."

"Let's go and see if that tree is the heart of the demiplane we are looking for."

Weilin was a little excited. Whether he was exhausted or enjoying the holiday leisurely, it all depended on whether the tree was helpful.

Stepping into the colorful mist, he felt a silence.

Listening to his own footsteps, Weilin and Kyle came under the big tree through the clean and tidy streets.

Looking up, it was a little bare.

Kyle put his hand on the trunk and prepared to search in depth.

"Don't, don't do it."

A crisp voice sounded, and Weilin looked up. A fairy was hovering in the air with its wings fluttering, speaking in the common language.

"Fairy, why are you here?" Weilin waved his hand to signal Kyle to stop, and looked at the little fairy who slowly fell in front of him, and asked curiously.

"Great, you can understand me, you must not be those evil humans." The little fairy patted his chest and said with some relief.

Weilin looked at the little fairy who was talking to himself, poked him with his hand, and asked: "What race are you, why are you here?"

"Hello, human, I am Mina, the dream fairy, and this is my good friend Philo."

The little fairy felt Weilin's kindness, flew to his shoulder and sat down, slowly telling his story.

"That day, Mina was resting on Philo's tree trunk, but I didn't expect a group of bad guys to fight on the sea and break the space."

"Philo and I fell into the space crack. Fortunately, we were protected by the ancestor Celeste and came to this ownerless half plane. Otherwise, we must be trapped in the illusory layer and never get out."

Hearing the words of the dream fairy, Weilin felt a little sad and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's safe now."

As a bystander, Kyle witnessed this scene and felt that his master was in a state of some kind.

"Does the master want to take this dream fairy back to Xingyue Castle?" Kyle looked at his master's actions again, and became more certain of his inner thoughts.

Half an hour later, Weilin, as a listener, listened to the dream fairy's confession and responded from time to time.

"Thank you, kind Weilin, but poor Mina and Filo are now homeless." The dream fairy said with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Weilin suggested: "My home is still... cough cough cough, I mean do you want to go back with me."

"Thank you, Mina is willing to go back with you." The dream fairy gently kissed Weilin's cheek, with a sly smile on her delicate face.

Seeing the dream fairy agree without hesitation, Weilin always felt that she seemed to be waiting for his words, but when he met her sincere eyes, he felt that he was overthinking.

Then, Weilin asked the dream fairy Mina about the news about the heart of the demiplane.

She came here half a year earlier than him, so she must know more information than him.