Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

On October 1, 9756 in the Glorious Calendar, at the headquarters of the Fourth Army, Marquis Rodente looked at the application from the commander of the Fifteenth Army with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"Wright, why do you think our Viscount Qixing wants to garrison this royal capital?"

A middle-rank soul knight standing next to him heard Marquis Rodenter's inquiry, took the application document, scanned it quickly, then put the document back on the desk, and replied: "Master of the family, this Viscount Qixing He likes to study humanities and history, and he is also known as the Son of Miracle. His subordinates speculate that the other party may have discovered some ruins in Geman City. "

"Do you think he discovered something?" Marquis Rodente leaned on his chair and asked curiously.

The middle-level soul knight thought for a moment and replied: "Master, it may be a treasure somewhere, or it may be an underground ruins, but the value will definitely not be too great."

"You are right. If the value of something discovered is too great, our Viscount Qi Xing will not hide it. If there is anyone in the Fourth Legion who is best at communicating in a profit-driven way, he is second. No one. People dare to be number one.”

"Master, what do you mean..."

Marquis Rodente looked at Wright who only spoke half of the words, shook his head, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to offend the Duke of Moravia. Besides, the Akers family and the Rodente family have been friends for generations, and I can't do it for a little bit." Petty profit ruins the family's reputation."

"Go and tell Viscount Qi Xing that the other troops of the Fourth Army will evacuate Geman City within half a month."

"Master, do you need me to mention this matter in a subtle way?" Wright, a middle-level soul knight, asked in a low voice.

"No need." Marquis Rodenter said, "Viscount Qixing is a smart man. He will naturally know the purpose of my sending you. There are some things that you can just pretend to be confused."

"But let him not make too much noise."

"Yes, Master."

Wright, the middle-level soul knight, bowed and saluted, then exited the study and headed to the Fifteenth Army station.

In the study, Marquis Rodente took out a pile of documents from the space ring, and pulled out the document recording the military exploits of the 15th Army. He opened it and looked at it. There were only two nobles recorded on it. One was Verin Akers, Viscount of Qixing. One was Ridge Baron Brian Akers.

"With more than 600 battle achievements, this kid is really fierce, but he is still slightly inferior to the first generation Eagle Earl."

I also checked the statistics of the military exploits of several other armies. Due to the large number of people, the military exploits distributed to each noble were much less.

After looking through it, Marquis Rodente put the battle record file back into the space ring and began to check various matters such as the death data of the expeditionary soldiers, the number and type of trophies collected, and the formation of the surrendered troops.

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Two hours later, Verin sent away the confidants of Marquis Rodente.

"I owe a favor, I don't know when I will need to pay it back." Watching Mitt go away, Weilin sighed and couldn't help but sigh.

Kyle stood behind Verin and said calmly: "Lord, I have a hunch that maybe it won't be long before the favor you owe Marquis Rodente will be repaid."

"What's the basis?" Verin turned to look at Kyle and asked curiously.

"Intuition." Kyle answered after hearing this.

"never mind."

Weilin waved his hand and turned around to enter the camp.

As time went by, a large number of troops were transferred out of German City by the Marquis of Rodente to garrison in other regions.

Half a month later, Verin stood on the wall of Geman City, watching the last troop leave, preparing to take action tonight to "take out" that demiplane, so as to avoid long nights and nightmares.

Late at night, the huge palace was surrounded by thousands of soldiers. More than 5,000 people from Greg's 4th Battalion and Imogen's 5th Battalion stood guard outside the palace walls, preventing anyone from approaching the palace.

In the palace, more than 3,000 people from the Ice Sword Battalion were patrolling around the Karax Palace, guarding the surroundings and strictly executing Verin's orders. Not even a fly was allowed to enter the palace.

In the palace of Carax, Verin asked the guards to guard the door and only took Kyle into the palace.

Verin didn't tell anyone about the demiplane, not even Kyle. The fewer people who knew about this kind of thing, the better.

Under Kyle's gaze, Verin first activated his senses to detect the surrounding situation and ensure that no one was secretly watching. Then he used [Wood Heart Channel] to inject magic power into the plant and let it grow downward.

Ten minutes later, when the passage reached a barrier, Weilin stopped transmitting magic power, opened the leaves at the top, and got in.

Seeing this, Kyle followed his master into the passage.

Along the spiral passage, Weilin looked at the dots of light on the inner walls of the plants and felt very peaceful inside.

Ten minutes later, after passing through the rock wall, the two of them arrived 150 kilometers underground from the palace.

Standing in the room made of plant inner walls, Verin looked at the magic barrier still in operation under his feet, and for a moment he didn't know how to break it.

At the same time, Kyle stared at the magic barrier at his feet, feeling very shocked.

Whether it is the Kingdom of Anza, the Kingdom of Geman, or the continent of Nangeshia, or perhaps the entire Metaggia plane, there is no trace of magic.

It's hard to believe that there are traces of magic underground. What's even more surprising is that my master can actually find this place accurately.

"How about it? Can you break it open?" Weilin looked at Kyle with an expectant look in his eyes.

Kyle knocked on the magic barrier with his hand and said with some uncertainty: "My lord, try mine."

"It's okay, you take your time." Verin said softly, and then the Viscount walked aside and knocked on the inner wall of the plant to make a recliner grow out of it. Then he lay down on it without hesitation, waiting for Kyle to break the magic. enchantment.

Seeing his master's actions, Kyle was no longer surprised. He sat cross-legged on the magic barrier, tentatively transferred magic power, and began to study how to break the magic barrier.

I don't know how long it took, and after trying hundreds of times, I finally broke the magic barrier on the 366th test.

Looking at the second layer of magic barrier, Kyle rubbed his swollen head and continued to study.

With the experience of breaking the first layer of magic barrier, I only tried a dozen times to break the next three layers of magic barrier.

After breaking through the last layer of magic barrier, Kyle sat on the rock wall, preparing to restore his magic power first.

At this moment, Weilin was lying on the recliner, sleeping soundly.