Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

At night, Weilin opened his eyes, took the knight's sword in his hand, came to the window, and observed the outside situation through the gap.

Within the field of vision, a group of people were fighting in the dark.

Warriors in black armor surrounded a group of black-clothed people from the front and back of the street.

In the back, four knights in blue armor, with flowers engraved on their chests and long swords on their waists, protected a middle-aged wizard in the middle.

The wizard was operating a magic instrument in his hand, forming a barrier around him to prevent the battle between the two sides from destroying the block.

"My Lord."

Kyle pushed the door open and came to Weilin's side, followed by Gray and Blue.

Not long after, the red dragon Seraphina ran into Weilin's room wearing loose clothes.

Seeing this, Blue stepped forward to put the clothes back on for this stupid dragon with big breasts and no brains.

Finally, the silver dragon Aljeta, who was late to realize, was still sleeping soundly, not disturbed by the battle outside at all.

"Those black-clad men don't look like cultists, but rather well-trained warriors, using the same fighting techniques as those armored warriors." Weilin pointed at the black-clad men fighting and turned to ask.

Kyle nodded and said, "The current Grand Duke of the Principality of Nitzi intends to retreat behind the scenes, and his descendants will inevitably cause disputes. This battle is probably just a trivial episode."

I didn't expect that on the first night of arriving in the capital of the Principality of Nitzi, I would encounter an internal fight between the heirs.

Broken limbs and blood splattered everywhere. For the benefit of the superiors, the inferiors need to pay blood and life.

The battle lasted only half an hour, and more than 30 black-clad men were strangled to death, and more than 20 black-armored soldiers belonging to the victorious side also fell.

Witnessing this small-scale internal fight with his own eyes, Weilin could only feel regretful.

Not long after, it was dawn.

Leaving the hotel, the streets were bustling with people again. No one knew that the floor they stepped on was contaminated with the blood of their duchy's warriors.

Under the false peace, there is a turbulent tide.

Weilin is not going to stay in the capital of the Duke of Nitzi for long, and it is better to leave here as soon as possible.

Leading the red phosphorus horse, Weilin went to the Dawn Church in the northern city of the Duke of Nitzi, preparing to take the teleportation array to the capital of the Holy Third Kingdom of Dawn.

As a principality, the Principality of Nitzi is not qualified to manage the teleportation array leading to the territory of the Kingdom of Dawn. There is no other reason, and strength is the biggest reason.

"Good morning, priest of the Dawn."

"Good morning, sir." The low-level silver priest bowed his head to show his respect for the strong, "May I ask what you are here for."

"We are going to the capital of the Holy Third Kingdom of Dawn. How much gold coins do we need to pay?" Weilin asked.

"Please wait, I will ask Priest Oberon to come and talk to you in detail." The middle-aged priest smiled apologetically, turned and entered the church, looking for Priest Oberon.

Five minutes later, an old high-ranking golden priest came out of the church and came to Weilin, smiling and asking: "To go to the Dawn Sanctuary, each person needs to donate 6,000 gold coins to the church."

"If you have a token of friendship with the church, you can be exempted from part of the donation amount."

Hearing the words of the old priest, Weilin was speechless. If you want money, you have to pay. Why call it a donation? Is it just to make it sound better?

Of course, Weilin didn't want to pay so much money. He directly took out the hexagonal stone that the ascetic monk Gerald of the Dawn Church gave him last time to see if it could be used as a token of friendship.

The hexagonal stone, which was ordinary in the eyes of outsiders, made the old priest want to kneel on the ground immediately in his eyes.

"My lord, please keep your token."

Looking at the respectful old priest, the middle-aged priest became extremely sincere.

"This priest..."

"Just call me Oberon." The old priest spoke very kindly and sincerely.

Looking at the old priest in front of him with a changed attitude, Weilin was a little surprised. It seemed that the ordinary hexagonal stone was more valuable than he thought.

However, thinking carefully, as a high-ranking legend, what Glald gave him must be very precious.

"Priest Oberon, with this token, how much money do we need to pay?"

"No need to do so. As a friend of the church, you are enough to witness your lofty status. There is no need to donate money."

Weilin was very satisfied without spending a penny. Even though he had billions of gold coins, he was a little excited about the free thing.

"How soon can we set off?"

"Excuse me, when do you want to set off?" The old priest asked respectfully.

The middle-aged priest stood aside and said that he had learned it.

"Now, do you think it's feasible?"

"Then now, please follow me with your followers."

Hearing this, the old priest asked the middle-aged priest to continue his duty, and took Weilin into the Dawn Church.

"Turn off the monitoring array." The old priest came to a knight and ordered.

"Lord Oberon, this is not in accordance with the procedures. According to..."

"Do as I tell you. I will explain to Bishop Talia." The old priest was determined and gave another order to the church knight in front of him.

Facing the stern eyes of the old priest, the church knight finally chose to execute the order and shut down the monitoring array.

"What was that for just now?" Weilin asked curiously as he passed through the closed monitoring array.

Faced with Weilin's question, the old priest said, "The monitoring array just now is used to monitor alien creatures. If you are not sure whether your subordinates can conceal their true identities, please be cautious."

"In order to keep the identity information of you and your subordinates confidential, I asked the knight to close the monitoring array."

"Priest Oberon, thank you for your help."

The old priest was very grateful for Weilin's thanks.

After passing through three monitoring devices with different functions, without exception, they were all temporarily closed by the old priest.

Finally, six people and six horses came to a small teleportation array.

Standing on the teleportation array, Weilin carefully observed the surrounding texts. It was not the secret text used by the arcane master, nor the magic array used by the ordinary magician, but a strange text with the power of the morning light.

Before Weilin could take a few more glances, he disappeared in a burst of light.

"Sir, this is the satellite city of the capital of the Holy Third Kingdom of Dawn, Yulali City. Please follow me."

Holy Third Kingdom of Dawn

After calming down, he found a woman with big breasts. If she hadn't been wearing a Dawn priest robe, Weilin would have thought he was teleported to another place.

Following the priest, everyone came to a large hall.

"Respected sir, this is a magic train that will take you to the capital. You and your followers' mounts will be escorted by the church knights and taken to a resting place for you."