Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

"Third uncle, long time no see."

My third uncle still looks young and approachable, wearing a black uniform with a sword tied around his waist. Behind him are two unpredictable female swordsmen, both wearing cat-face masks.

As far as he knew, these two seemed to be his third uncle's concubines, but he didn't know whether they were true or false.

"Seven or eight years, my dear nephew."

Balmond stepped forward to hug Verin, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"I've grown a lot taller, and I look more and more like your father."

Weilin did not shy away from breaking his third uncle's white lie: "My father didn't say that. You think I don't know. He often said that the third brother is the most like him."

"You brat, I'm trying to ruin your third uncle's performance. Your butt is itchy again, isn't it?" Balmond clenched his fists and looked at Verin kindly.

"No, no, no, no, third uncle, leave your iron fist to your cousin. I'm grown up, so forget it."

Verin held Balmond's hands in his hands and begged for mercy.

"Third uncle, let's go into the camp."

Upon seeing this, Balmond lowered his right hand and followed Verin into the camp.

As for the two female swordsmen following Bamond, they guarded the entrance of the camp and acted as temporary guards.

"I've met Lord Balmond." Flora saw the two people coming in, stood up and saluted.

Seeing this, Verin explained to Balmond: "Third uncle, this is Aunt Flora, from..."

"It's been a long time, Flora. You've grown so big in a blink of an eye." Before Verin could finish speaking, Balmond said kindly.

Unexpectedly, his third uncle and his aunt actually knew each other, and Weilin did not introduce them further.

After Balmond sat down, Verin came forward with a teapot and poured tea.

"Third uncle, Mr. Medmonkey came to visit me just now and told me a lot. I didn't expect you to be so powerful now."

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Although he said this on the surface, the smile on Balmond's face betrayed his true thoughts.

In front of his juniors, he did not put on a "mask" and showed his true feelings.

"I just didn't expect that you would actually know Madam Monkey. It really surprised my third uncle." Bamond sighed while sipping tea.

"Thanks to my aunt, I was able to meet Lord Medmondch. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy. Maybe I am still a pioneer knight now, how can I become a baron."

"Yes! Verin, you are promising, but I didn't pay much attention to it. My nephew has become a baron." Balmond praised with a smile, and even Flora looked at him in shock.

She knew that new rules had been changed this year, and the difficulty had been increased several times compared to before. She didn't expect that Verin could become a baron ahead of schedule.

"I still remember that when you were a child, you used to show off every day. You said that when you grew up, you would stay in Windsor Castle and never come out for the rest of your life. Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"People have ambitions, why can't they stand up?"

"The salty fish turns over, but it is still the salty fish." Bamond joked from the side.

"Pfft."

Flora couldn't hold it back and laughed directly.

Weilin looked at his third uncle with dissatisfaction, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "I heard from grandpa, third uncle, you..."

"Look what this is, a fist the size of a sandbag."

"All right."

Looking at Balmond's iron fist, Verin decided that he who knows the current situation is a hero.

Dressed up to look gentle and elegant, behind the scenes he is a rough guy who likes to solve problems with his fists. Who would have thought?

For his own sake, he decided not to be like this reckless man.

"Do you need my help?" Back to business, Bamond said seriously.

"Not yet. Apart from preventing the Harkes family from causing trouble, I don't seem to need your help. My aunt can help me solve some things." Weilin thought about it carefully and answered seriously.

Upon hearing this, Balmond took out a small magical instrument from his pocket and threw it to Verin.

"This is a magic protection device, newly developed by a magician friend. It can form a magic shield against gold-level attacks. It's useless if you leave it with me, so I'll give it to you. Wear it on your body and it will automatically activate when an attack is detected. "

"Thank you, uncle."

Weilin looked at the magic protective device in his hand and quickly put it into his pocket with the thought of not wanting it for nothing.

"Is there anything else? I still have official duties."

"Yes." Weilin said immediately, "I would like to choose a time for my third uncle to recognize the clansmen in the Serop Corps."

"Well, you can arrange this matter, and it will be scheduled for January 10th. There will be nothing to do on that day."

"I understand, Third Uncle, walk slowly."

Verin got up and sent Balmond away, then returned to the camp.

Weilin sat on the bench again, drank the tea in one gulp, and said to Flora: "Aunt, I will contact my cousin and the others, and I will leave it to you."

"Well, I will contact him."

Then, Weilin took out the magic protective device from his pocket and handed it back to Flora's hand: "Auntie, this thing is useless to me. You should hold it for self-defense first."

"Your third uncle gave this to you, what are you doing for me?" Flora quickly declined.

"In the battle at Lumen Nanshan, aunt, you probably know my trump card. It would be a waste to keep this kind of thing here with me."

Wei Linxiao used emotion and reason, and finally made Flora, who was in tangle, accept the magic protective device.

"Verin, thank you."

"Aunt, we are family. You have helped me so much. What does this little thing mean to me?"

"Well, it's okay. I'll go back first."

"Aunt, take care."

After seeing Flora off, Weilin returned to the tent and lay on the newly made bed.

...

The next morning, Weilin took Kyle to stroll around the camp.

Except for some important areas that cannot be approached, most camps allow other people to move around.

In the military camp, many nobles began to contact acquaintances, discuss important matters, and strengthen the relationship between the two sides.

If there were no soldiers patrolling from time to time, Weilin almost thought that this place had become a city.

Turning left and right, asking around for more than an hour, Weilin came to the Sixth Legion of the Serop Corps, a legion formed by the noble army of the Cardro Province, with a total of less than 30,000 people, and a legion composed of 17 nobles.

"Sir, may I ask where Baron Orcott's station is?" Weilin stopped a noble and asked politely.

The noble young man was a little dissatisfied at first, but after hearing the name of Alcott, his face was instantly filled with smiles, and he answered enthusiastically: "Baron Alcott's residence is in the northeast. You can get there by going from here and passing the residences of the two barons."

"Thank you."

After Weilin thanked him, he took Kyle to the northeast.

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