Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Isolde smiled bitterly and replied helplessly: "Obey the order."

"Okay, you go and help me, I'll leave first."

Krell patted Adjutant De on the shoulder, turned around and left the place, leaving behind Isolde who was messy in the wind.

Ever since the captain and the vice-captain got married, he felt more and more that he had become the center between the two of them...

"Oh, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm crying if I talk too much. If I weren't afraid that my father would break my legs, I really want to run away."

Looking back at the captain's office, Isolde prepared to report again tomorrow.

As for the captain who wants to ask where the deputy captain is, he can just answer truthfully. After all, he is just an ordinary deputy.

Returning to the exclusive lounge, Krell put on a white uniform and swaggered towards the gate of the floating base.

Along the way, many officers of the floating fleet couldn't help but tease Krell when they saw him dressing up so seriously.

"Hey, Claire, which noble lady are you looking for? She's dressed so formally."

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense, I'm here to see a friend."

"Friend, what friend? I think she is my love sister, be careful not to be caught red-handed by Captain Italia."

"You guy, you linger in Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind every day, be careful I tell your tigress to let your father-in-law hang you up and beat you."

Facing these guys, Krell was not at all indifferent and retorted directly.

After passing through two layers of magic barriers, Krell arrived at the gate of the floating base.

"Krel, long time no see." Weilin stepped forward to hug him and said kindly.

Claire looked at the familiar face and said with a smile: "Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. I didn't expect you to be married."

"Isn't it the same for you? You married your immediate boss without even thinking about it. Isn't your life very exciting every day?" Weilin let go of Krel and teased with a smile.

"Pretty much. The main thing is that my father-in-law is a bit scary, otherwise I would... ahem, let's go, let's talk while we walk."

Seeing Krel's expression, Verin understood, nodded and said, "You are right, let's go to Flower Poem Manor first, and then we can chat slowly."

Along the way, Verin and Krell talked happily.

Kyle and Zelia followed the two of them, listening quietly to the exchange between the two to satisfy their curiosity.

As for the escort, they were left in the hotel by Verin.

This time he went out to meet friends, it was a private matter, and it was not convenient to bring too many people.

Entering Flower Poetry Manor for the second time, Verin looked at the surrounding layout curiously. Compared with ten years ago, there were many changes.

"Mrs. Hua, long time no see, you are still so beautiful."

With a kind smile on her face, the lady said kindly: "Master Weilin, you are still so polite."

Later, Weilin asked Mrs. Hua for Garden No. 6.

As soon as the four of them arrived at the entrance of the garden, they saw sixteen maids lining up at the door, bending down and saluting: "I've met your lord."

Claire touched his chin, selected four of the sixteen maids to stay, and waved the other twelve to go down.

Entering the garden, Weilin smiled and said, "I can't tell, but you are quite skilled."

"You have been here many times and you are as skilled as me."

Seeing this guy winking, Weilin picked off a red flower, smelled the fragrance, and said, "I just heard someone say that if my father-in-law wasn't a little scary, I wouldn't be afraid..."

At this point, Weilin stopped and found it funny to see this guy who liked to pretend showing embarrassment.

"Damn it! When I first met you, you were an elegant nobleman. Why have you changed like this after not seeing me for so many years?"

"Isn't it the same with you? You were a noble young master at first, but now you have become a veteran among flowers."

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison.

In fact, no one has changed, it's just that the relationship has become familiar, and we have let go of the rules and acted according to our own temperaments.

However, isn’t this just a close friend?

Verin touched Krel's arm with his arm and asked with a smile: "Would you like me to play with you?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Krell gave Verin a look and let him realize it for himself.

"Forget it, if I don't want to fight, I won't fight. It's good to lie here and talk about the past."

After saying that, Weilin lay down, asked a maid to bring some drinks, and just enjoyed the night view.

Seeing this, Claire also lay down and began to tell the interesting things that happened in the royal capital over the years.

On the other side, Kyle took Zelia aside and gave him a lecture.

Faced with Kyle's act of selflessly imparting extraordinary knowledge, Zelia was deeply touched in her heart.

Apart from his father, Lord Lord and Lord Kyle are the best people to him.

Thinking of this, a figure of a person suddenly appeared in Zelia's mind, and she said silently in her heart: "Maybe I also include the senior sister."

Looking at the excited Zelia, Kyle smiled and slowed down the lecture to try not to disturb his thoughts.

In the garden, Weilin put the wine glass in his hand on the table next to him and asked, "What industry is the safest to make money in the capital."

Hearing this, Krel turned his head and stared at Weilin, with a hint of surprise on his face, and asked curiously: "What's going on? Are you short of money now?"

Faced with his friend's question, Weilin did not choose to hide it, and replied calmly: "I am going to buy some properties for my subordinates to use for his experiments."

"It's the young man who follows you and Kyle."

"Yes, that's the one. In less than ten years, he broke through from a mage apprentice to a silver mage. He is the future pillar of my territory. We must treat him well."

At this point, Weilin's tone revealed a little pride.

"You really show off!"

Claire slowly raised his glass, gestured to Weilin, and then said softly: "I will help you with this, but it will take three days for the butler to conduct an in-depth investigation and find the most suitable industry."

Weilin smiled and raised his glass, clinking it with Claire's: "Thanks, I owe you a favor this time."

"Why thank you, we are brothers." Claire drank the wine in the glass and then smiled.

"After this holy war of faith is over, I will take you to visit my airship."

Hearing this, Claire showed astonishment on his face: "You are so capable that you even got an airship. You are worthy of being my brother."

"After I set up an airship fleet, I will definitely ask you to be my first captain."

"That's a nice thought."

Under the bright moonlight, the two chatted leisurely, and the topics covered exciting adventures, complex political situations in the kingdom, and occasionally heated debates over a certain point of view.