Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On the beach, Weilin looked at the murlocs all over the ground and released his aura directly.

Feeling threatened, hundreds of murlocs immediately stopped fighting, showing unprecedented order, moving the bodies of their companions and digging the soil with dragon blood.

In less than three minutes, the beach became very clean.

The beach was bumpy, Weilin shook his head, picked up Xuemiya directly, and looked for a new beach.

Putting his wife on the ground, Weilin skillfully took out a lounge chair, a wooden table, a parasol and fruits from the Druid Book space, and then lay down comfortably.

The weather was good, and the scenery here was pleasant, it was a good time to relax.

Witnessing her husband's actions, Xuemiya's mouth curled up slightly, came to the lounge chair, leaned down, and whispered: "You play here first, I'll get you some sea fish."

"Be careful." Weilin opened his eyes and warned.

Xue Mia nodded, indicating that she knew, and then came to the beach, cast [Bliss-Enjoyment], bewitched several sea fish, and made them swim to the beach obediently.

Looking at the one-meter-long sea fish under her feet, Xue Mia squatted down, scratched its abdomen, and removed the internal organs with the help of the surge.

In endless joy, the life of the sea fish came to an end.

After cleaning the internal organs of several other sea fish in the same way, Xue Mia grabbed a 300-jin sea fish and dragged it to the shore.

After dispersing the insects and ants within a radius of 100 meters, Xue Mia turned into the jungle to collect firewood.

As a high-level gold arcanist, although he is not good at close combat, his physical strength is still above the standard line, and it is not a problem to break the excellent knight's long sword with his bare hands.

At this moment, Weilin is still lying on the beach, enjoying the sun and feeling the sea breeze, and by the way, looking forward to the taste of the sea fish cooked by his wife, wondering if it can compare with the chef's skills of Xingyue Castle.

As for comparing with Kyle, in Weilin's opinion, that is absolutely impossible.

So far, he has not seen anyone whose cooking skills can match Kyle's.

After an unknown period of time, Weilin smelled the aroma of grilled fish and couldn't help looking up. He saw Xuemia flipping through magic books while turning the grilled fish.

"It should be ready soon."

Weilin stood up from the recliner, opened the half plane, and walked in.

Opening his eyes, Weilin saw Kyle bathed in dragon blood, with his eyes rolled up and twitching constantly.

Obviously, Kyle had strong personal emotions towards this red dragon.

However, Weilin didn't care. Even if he accidentally killed this red dragon, it didn't matter. There are many red dragons in the world, but there is only one angel named Kyle.

Weilin stood on the grass, kicked his tail that was thrown aside, and asked curiously: "What's the situation?"

Kyle waved his hand to remove the dragon blood on his body, came to his master, and answered: "This red dragon's mouth is a bit hard. He hasn't spoken yet. It seems that he regards his treasure as more important than his life."

Weilin glanced at the twitching red dragon, blinked, and said loudly: "I heard that when the dragons escape, they will carry treasures with them. You can pull off all his dragon scales and check them carefully. If you still can't find it, it should be in the stomach. Many dragons will transform one of their stomachs into a space equipment for storing treasures."

"If you still can't find it, forget it, just drag it back and make it a breeding dragon."

"I know, master." Kyle raised his hands, intertwined his ten fingers together, making a crisp sound, and prepared to start the second round of interrogation.

Seeing this, Weilin stopped him and said, "Let's enjoy the food first. As for this red dragon, it won't be too late to deal with it later."

"Food? My Lord, you can cook." Kyle asked suspiciously.

"Do you think I can?"

"Let's go."

Seeing this, Kyle summoned the Spear of Putlock and imprisoned the red dragon on the ground, then followed Weilin and left the demiplane.

At this moment, the twitching Colclough calmed down and quietly observed the surroundings. Seeing no movement, he bit the magic beast crystal core in his teeth, cast a spell to take off a piece of dragon scale, embedded it in his flesh, and then lay on the ground motionless.

Half an hour later, Colclough raised his head again, took off a dragon scale, and swallowed it into his stomach.

On the beach, Weilin was biting on a grilled fish while monitoring the red dragon's tracks in real time. He sighed and said, "It seems that this dragon is very good at maneuvers and has some ability to shake the restrictions you set."

"If the world elves had not signed a halo contract with me, I really couldn't find the hidden side of this red dragon."

Kyle didn't say anything, leaning on the wooden chair, taking a bite of fish, thinking about how to deal with this red dragon later.

"Do you think this red dragon is hiding its true colors, or is it really hiding dragon scales containing treasures?" Weilin became interested and asked Kyle.

Kyle heard this and looked at the red dragon's third move on the screen. He said uncertainly, "The first time was to hide its true colors, and the second time was to hide dragon scales containing treasures."

"How about a bet?"

"No bet." Kyle refused without even thinking about it.

"How about one gold coin."

"No."

"How about a three-month vacation?"

"Deal."

"How about...wait, you said deal." Weilin put down the grilled fish in his hand, looked at Kyle with a sly smile, and immediately felt that he had been fooled.

"Lord, you can't keep your words without keeping them. My wife is still watching."

Hearing Kyle's words, Verin turned his head and looked at Shemia who was snickering, and said a little discouraged: "Who am I? I am the Lord of the Star Prayer. How can I go back on what I said?"

"Okay, you should change your temper. Why do you always like to gamble." Shemia put the cut fish on the table and said to Weilin with a smile.

Weilin patted the seat next to him, asked Shemia to sit down, and then said, "You are wrong. I have only bet with Kyle. As for bets with other people, I don't dare."

Xemia straightened the hair on her forehead and replied with a smile: "It seems so."

After enjoying the grilled fish, Kyle returned to the demiplane and prepared to end the torture.

Weilin took out a lot of fruit and put it aside, ready to eat the melon immediately.

Shermia's curiosity was also aroused. She sat on Verin's lap and stared at the projection inside the demiplane.

At this moment, in the demiplane, Colclough rolled his eyes and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

Kyle sneered, withdrew Putlock's gun and split into two low-level soul clones.

The two parts of an angel worked together and began to peel off the dragon's scales.

Enduring the severe pain, Colclough did not dare to make the slightest move and continued to pretend to be dead.

Half a plane away, Verin looked at this scene and sighed: "It seems that Kyle is really angry. The next scene..."

"Weilin, I am not a flower that grew up in a greenhouse. I have seen things you have seen, and I have seen things you haven't seen." Shemia grabbed a fruit and said with a smile.

"All right."

In this case, Verin chose to continue watching.