Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

In the following time, Weilin began to discuss important matters with Ruili, but he kept silent about the promises of important events, or talked about other things.

He was not sure about Ruili's true identity yet, nor was he sure whether the things she said before were deceiving him. Deep-level transactions would take some time.

Three hours later, after sending the other party out of the Messier demiplane, Weilin and Kyle sat on the ground and looked at each other.

"Who do you think the mask behind Ruili is?" Weilin leaned back, lay on the grass, looked up at the night sky, and asked.

Kyle thought for a moment after hearing this, and said uncertainly: "I feel that the other party is the third princess Elbella."

"It's dark under the lamp."

"Yes, my lord." Kyle nodded and replied, "The more impossible things are, the more likely they are. After all, there are too many examples of such things."

"I think it's impossible." Weilin closed his eyes, felt the strong magical breath in the air, and said, "I am more inclined to believe that the person under the mask is either the fourth princess Lydia or the fifth princess Eleanor."

"Her words have a lot of interfering language. For example, when she said she was thirty years old, her voice was slightly low and her eyes were a little drifting. This is a sign of lying."

"But her true identity cannot be determined by this alone."

At this point, Weilin opened his eyes, sat up and looked at Kyle, and said with a smile: "How about we make a bet?"

Kyle pondered for a while and nodded: "Okay."

"If I win, give me a year of free time. If you win, I promise not to be lazy." Weilin said to Kyle as if he had made up his mind.

"Okay." Kyle answered without much hesitation.

According to the previous rules, my master has more defeats than wins, so I still have a great chance of winning.

"Okay, it's time to go back. Tomorrow I plan to visit various areas of Teton City. I have been here for more than half a month. It's time to go out and stretch my muscles."

"Yes, my master."

Kyle stood up and saluted, then left the Messier demiplane and returned to Mount Willick. He sensed the situation around him. After seeing that no one was watching, he hid his figure and returned to Cummings Manor.

The next morning, Weilin changed into a regular suit, took Kyle and several guards, and left Cummings Manor.

There were countless spies from various forces around the manor, but at the same time, they all fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the manor, Weilin put away the Qingmu staff, looked at the effect of the soul-level spell [parasitic sleep], and nodded with satisfaction.

Use your own magic power or fighting spirit as the energy source to construct a horror dream until the last trace of magic power and fighting spirit are drained, otherwise it is impossible to escape from the horror dream.

After waking up, the occupation level will drop by one level, and the weak will die on the spot and turn into black ash. This is a warning to these blind people.

After doing all this, Weilin put his hands behind his back and walked towards the city.

In casual clothes, plus a few guards, the image of a noble son makes the civilians in the northern city of Teton avoid him.

Looking at the actions of these people, Weilin can keenly perceive their disgust for the noble sons, but dare not show it in person, for fear of harming their families.

"Boy, if I let you live, you can live, if I let you die, your whole family will die."

In the crowded crowd, Weilin heard this and quickly looked for the source of the sound.

Looking at the actions of his master, Kyle knew what he was going to do without thinking.

As expected, Weilin took two steps at a time, squeezed into the crowd, came to the front, and ate the melon with relish.

"Lord Kyle, should we follow?" Miller asked cautiously, looking at the lord who had disappeared.

Kyle sensed the location of the lord, turned to Miller and ordered: "You go to the tavern next door to drink first, the lord and I will find you later."

"Yes, sir."

In the crowd of onlookers, Weilin stood behind a child and witnessed the familiar scene in front of him.

"You dare to compete with me for a woman, you want to die." A noble boy stepped on the head of a man in gorgeous clothes and mocked loudly.

The boy who spit blood gritted his teeth, buried his anger in his heart, and dared not refute.

"Julia, come here." The noble boy felt unsatisfied, called the beautiful girl next to him, stretched out his hand to hug her in his arms, and mocked, "Boy, if you call me grandfather a few times, I can let Julia sleep with you for a few days."

As soon as this was said, everyone was shocked!

Whether it was the guards of the noble boy or the civilians watching, all of them had dull expressions and were stunned.

At this moment, even Weilin and Kyle in the crowd were no exception, and they all sighed in their hearts that the nobles of the Teton Kingdom were just playing with flowers.

As for the pretty girl in the arms of the noble boy, she could only force a smile and dare not spoil the other party's elegance.

After hearing this, the boy's face turned red, and he raised his head suddenly. He struggled to stand up, his body trembling slightly, staring at the noble boy, with a strong sense of humiliation in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Suddenly, the boy spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the bright red liquid splashed on the stone slab, forming a dazzling bloodstain.

The body shook a few times, and fell straight to the ground, losing consciousness.

"Dizzy already? It's so boring..."

The noble boy looked at this scene, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile, and rubbed the girl in his arms roughly, with a look of regret on his face.

"Master Noyes, you want to kill him and Beibei Chamber of Commerce..." The middle-aged guard came to the ear of the noble boy with a fierce look in his eyes and whispered.

Looking at the crowd of people watching around, the noble boy shook his head and said: "His Majesty and the Queen have issued an order that no vicious incidents are allowed to happen before the negotiation is over."

"Besides, it's just a mere ant, do I need to care about it?"

"Master, you are right, it was my subordinate who was abrupt."

The noble boy looked at the boy lying on the ground, stretched out his hand to pull out the chest wrap of the girl in his arms, threw it on the other's face, and then walked away.

After the other left, several middle-aged people hiding in the crowd came to the boy and carried him away in a hurry.

The protagonist left, and the surrounding audiences also dispersed one after another.

Weilin touched his chin and recalled the scene just now, which felt very interesting.

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