Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"If I'm not mistaken, you're talking about Lord Weilin of the 15th Army of the 4th Legion of the Ilia Kingdom Expeditionary Force." Olga straightened her wrinkled priest robe and asked with a smile.

Weilin remained calm and said, "Ms. Olga, there are too many people with the same name. Your understanding is too one-sided."

"Really?"

"As far as I know, the commander of the 15th Army is always accompanied by a blond knight, and the one behind you fits the bill. Am I wrong, Lord Weilin?"

Olga reached out and picked up the teapot, poured a cup for Weilin, and then poured another cup for herself. She drank a cup in front of him and turned the cup upside down to show her sincerity.

Weilin picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then asked, "Ms. Olga, I wonder what you wanted to talk to me about that day."

"Sir, if you don't mind, you can call me Olga directly." Olga put down the teacup and refilled it for herself. "I want to meet you, just a little curious. We have collected a lot of information about you. No matter from which aspect, you can be called a true knight."

Welin put down the teacup in his hand, stared at the other person's eyes, and said with a smile: "Is it too perfect?"

"It's indeed as you said. In my personal opinion, the information is a bit exaggerated." Olga nodded slightly and answered without covering up.

"Hahaha, the information you collected is indeed a bit exaggerated."

Welin's frankness aroused Olga's curiosity.

Kyle, who was standing aside and watching, couldn't help shaking his head. In some ways, this harvest priest was a bit too simple.

However, from the side, it can be seen that she was protected too well. Although she has seen some dark sides, she has never participated in them.

After several conversations, Weilin got a lot of useful information from Olga.

In contrast, Olga felt deeply powerless.

She had clearly set up many language traps, but why didn't the other party take the bait?

"Ms. Olga, it's getting late, I should go back." Weilin stood up, smiled, and said goodbye.

"Sir Weilin, please wait."

Looking at the two people who were about to leave, Olga stopped them.

Seeing this, Weilin stopped and looked back at Olga, a little curious about how she would keep him. After all, he almost exposed her secrets, and her understanding of him was limited to those paper information.

"Sir Weilin, there is a harvest ceremony in Milihua Town tonight, I would like to invite you to participate." Olga took two steps at a time and came to Weilin, inviting him sincerely.

"I don't have anything to do, so I might as well go and gain some experience."

Olga was relieved to hear the other party agree. She didn't believe that she couldn't dig out something useful from the other party.

When a person uses another person as prey, he is often the biggest prey.

As night fell, more than 10,000 townspeople gathered in the town square of Milihua Town.

Two Arlanders wearing the robes of the Harvest Church priests climbed onto the high platform and led everyone to chant the "Harvest Canon", thanking the God of Harvest for the glory that brought new life to the withered crops and allowed Milihua Town to successfully survive the famine disaster.

Accompanied by Olga, Weilin sat under a temporary pavilion to watch the sacrificial activities.

It must be said that although the Harvest Church is not good at fighting, it is very good at farming, especially at cultivating various crops.

In Weilin's eyes, seven of the ten crops used as sacrifices have been improved.

At the end of the chant, the ten kinds of food crops carrying more than 10,000 believers turned into the power of faith and gathered towards the statue in the temple.

"Sir Weilin, are you shocked?" Olga said with a proud look.

Weilin nodded and replied, "It is indeed shocking, but as far as I know, this ritual of the Harvest Church is only effective in the first sacrificial activity in a new faith area."

"Sir Weilin, you are really knowledgeable."

Olga did not hide it. These were not secrets, but this information was only known by the forces with inheritance.

Thinking of this, Olga was a little happy. Finally, she got some useful information and won a small victory.

"Ms. Olga, I don't know why you came to this town. Is there any secret hidden here that requires you, the golden priest, to take action." Looking at Olga, who was overjoyed, Weilin took this opportunity to ask.

There were too many setbacks. When you win, it is the easiest time to get information.

As expected, Olga didn't think too much and blurted out: "Under Milihua Town..."

"Sir Weilin, let's just enjoy the harvest sacrifice."

Realizing what he was saying, Olga quickly changed his words, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Hahaha, well, let's continue to enjoy the harvest sacrifice." Weilin agreed with a smile. Although Olga didn't reveal much information, Weilin had guessed roughly.

There are either treasures or relics buried under this town.

However, from the fact that the Harvest Church only sent a golden priest to deal with this matter, it can be seen that the things under this town are not very valuable.

After weighing the pros and cons, Weilin decided to pretend that he didn't know about it.

First, the other party has the support of the legend and has some say in the Harvest Church. If he robs this thing, he will definitely be caught.

Secondly, it is the diocese of the Harvest Church. The "Southern Gexia Western Continent Agreement" was just signed not long ago. If you take the lead in destroying the relationship between the two major churches, you will definitely not be able to keep going.

In a sense, he is the culprit who caused Harvest Church to suffer heavy losses.

At this moment, Olga couldn't help but regret in her heart. She should not have invited the other party if she had known earlier.

"Ms. Olga, I plan to return to the Kingdom of Skarlovy tonight. I have been out for so long and I don't know how many things are waiting for me. It hurts to think about it!"

Weilin's words brought Olga out of his thoughts, he looked up at him, nodded subconsciously and said: "Your Excellency Weilin, I won't keep you here. If you have the chance, I hope you can be a guest in Apufeng Kingdom."

"I will go if I have the chance." Weilin stood up and said in a gentle tone, "Watching the Harvest Sacrifice at close range today was very shocking. Let's go back then."

After saying that, the figures of Verin and Kyle disappeared under the pavilion.

"Ms. Olga, please rest assured that I will not do anything to provoke a dispute between the two major churches. Please stay vigilant in the future and see you again."

Hearing the recalling voice in his ears, Olga smiled with relief. In the end, it was his own fault.