Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

With the farewell of Grand Duke Halifax, the three left Silver Sea City and floated out of the sea.

Boarding the Star Moon airship, Weilin waved goodbye to the farewell envoy Sandora below, and asked Kyle to operate the airship to climb up.

Arriving above the clouds, Weilin directly asked Kyle to stop the airship and let him come to the deck.

"Uncle, this is yours. Now it is considered "returning to the original owner." Weilin handed the arcane core to Odor without any hesitation.

Odor hesitated slightly, but finally took the arcane core from Weilin.

After all, it was a farewell gift from Sheryl to herself. Maybe they will never meet again in this life, so it's better to keep it as a souvenir.

Seeing his uncle accept the arcane core, Weilin also breathed a sigh of relief, so that he wouldn't have to spend time persuading his uncle.

"This is your share."

Weilin handed six high-quality purple mermaid pearls to Kyle.

"My Lord, I will..."

Before Kyle could finish, Weilin interrupted him forcefully and said, "As your followers, do you want me to do things for you?"

"How will you reward your knights who are loyal to you?"

"Compared to the mermaid pearls that can enhance their strength, they may value their offspring more."

Hearing his poor reason, Weilin suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Kyle didn't move at all, just looked at his master quietly.

"I need balance, and your followers will be my new strength."

"I have never questioned Baird's loyalty to me, but they are married, and their first children have grown up, which represents the embryonic form of the interest group."

"Twelve guardian knights, Orlando and Hebrew, your six followers, this is my definition of the first step."

"As my brother, as long as you are willing, mine is yours."

"Of course, my wife belongs to me alone."

Kyle raised his hand, accepted the six top-grade purple mermaid pearls, and said in a deep voice: "I understand, my lord."

Odor leaned on the wooden fence, looked up at the sun in the sky, listened to the whole process of the conversation between Weilin and Kyle, and his heart was calm.

As the chief mage of Qixing Territory, although he has 20% of the income of the underground world, except for his teacher and his two students, he has some connection with the Mage Academy. As for the Archon of Qixing Territory and the general, there is basically no connection.

On the other hand, although his nephew is lazy and likes to slack off, as a lord, his ruling methods are not so brilliant, but they are also qualified.

Weilin walked up, patted Kyle on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's time to set off. I suddenly miss my wife a little bit."

Kyle heard the teasing in his master's words, shook his head helplessly, and turned to the control room of the Star Moon airship.

Looking at the sun in the sky, Weilin immediately took out the lounge chair, low table, parasol and fruit, and lay down on it very naturally.

"Uncle, come and lie down!"

Odor nodded after hearing this, and came to lie on Weilin's left side to enjoy the leisure time.

Accompanied by the sound of wind and waves, the Star Moon airship frantically absorbed the magic power of the element pool, activated the defense array, and began to tear the space, preparing to shuttle.

Looking at the space crack, Weilin could clearly see the space storm raging above the clouds.

Under the protection of the airship's defense array, Weilin did not feel the slightest crisis.

In a moment, the outer layer of the airship was covered with a layer of golden coat, and then it drove into the space crack.

Not long after the airship left, the space crack quietly closed, and the airspace returned to its former tranquility.

In the space crack, the space storm raged around the airship.

In an instant, an unknown stream of light flashed in Weilin's vision.

"What is that?"

Odor did not move at all, and said slowly: "Those are the unlucky people who accidentally fell into the space crack and had no ability to escape."

"That's really miserable." Weilin couldn't help but feel pity and sighed softly, then he stopped paying attention to the fleeting stream of light and immersed himself in the strange scene in the space crack.

Weilin's eyes penetrated the overlapping space storms, and before his eyes appeared a illusory shadow of a bustling city, a blurred projection of a fierce battle between strong men, and a thrilling underwater war and other strange sights. All of this stems from the mirage scene projected from the real world into the cracks of space.

In a trance, the space in front of them suddenly twisted and deformed, and violent thunders stretched out in front of them like silver snakes, blocking their way forward.

With the violent vibration, the Xingyue airship quickly responded, automatically exited the space travel state, and returned to the real world.

Weilin sat up from the recliner and was stunned by the endless thunderstorm.

"Thunderstorm, one of the four major natural disasters, was actually encountered by us." Odor said in shock as he looked at the thunder covering millions of square kilometers and the storm that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Weilin came back to his senses and smiled bitterly: "We are a little unlucky!"

"Such a large-scale natural disaster is somewhat unreasonable. It should be destroying something." Odor stared at the storm in the distance and said.

Weilin couldn't wait to ask: "Destruction? Uncle, are you saying that there is a god in the center of the storm."

"God's evil? Probably not." Odor shook his head and said, "To be able to trigger a thunderstorm of this scale, there must be an outsider who sneaked into the world and cultivated several legendary believers, wanting to use this as a foundation to build a kingdom, steal the rules, and was discovered by the world consciousness, bringing down natural disasters, destroying hundreds of millions of lives in this area, and completely eradicating the existence related to the outsider."

"If this is the case, the deep-sea gods will have a hard time in the next three thousand years."

"Why is this?" Weilin asked curiously.

Seeing this, Odor did not hide it and said, "If your archon lets outsiders steal your wealth and has not been discovered in time, how will you deal with it?"

"Of course, catch him and beat him up. If the loss is too great, then confiscate his property, and then demote him to slavery and go mining to atone for his sins." Weilin blurted out, speaking out his truest thoughts.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"That's good. Let's not talk too much about it next."

"I know, uncle."

Seeing that the thunderstorm showed no signs of spreading, Weilin and Odor just watched quietly.

Not long after, Kyle came out of the operation room, came to his master's side, and watched with peace of mind.

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