Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

After watching the two people leave, Isolde shook the dust off the mage's robe and walked towards the command center with a bitter look on her face.

Outside the floating base, Verin looked at Krell, opened his arms, and stepped forward to give him a hug.

"Krell, I haven't seen you for ten years and I miss you so much."

"Weilin, long time no see."

With a sincere smile on his face, Krell turned sideways, pulled Italia over, and introduced enthusiastically: "Weilin, this is my wife Italia, you should have met her."

"Verin, it's our first time meeting you. Nice to meet you."

"Yi..."

Weilin was about to speak, but he was beaten to it.

"Sister Italia, long time no see."

Xemia came to Weilin with a gentle smile on her face. She tucked a strand of silver hair from her forehead behind her ears and greeted him softly.

Italia looked natural and said, "Xemia, we haven't seen each other for thirty years."

"Sister Italia, it's been thirty-two years." Shemia responded with a smile, "When we meet again, you are also married. It's a pity that your husband's strength is not very good."

"Really?" Italia responded with a smile, "Krell looks weak, but it's easy to clean up."

Krel, who was standing aside, looked very embarrassed when he heard what his wife said, but what Italia said was the truth, and he could not refute it.

Verin glanced at his good brother, then at Italia, and finally looked back at his wife, with strong curiosity aroused in his heart.

Shemia stared at Weilin. She had been sleeping with him for many years. She still didn't know what her husband was thinking.

The two women started a drama, and it didn't take long for Italia and Shemia to become like sisters, which made Verin feel puzzled.

You two are bickering like this, shouldn't you have a fight?

As for Krell, he has long been accustomed to it. He has seen this kind of scene no less than ten times.

It's okay if he won the quarrel, but if he lost, he would have suffered at night.

Thinking of this, Krell couldn't help but feel envious of Weilin, but he was not willing to exchange identities.

"What do you think?"

Claire Shanshan, who came back to her senses, smiled and said: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about where to go to play later.'

"Just go to the manor you took me to for the first time when I came to the royal capital."

"Okay, just go there."

Claire nodded and responded.

Italia, who was talking to Shemia, heard Krell's words and turned around to glare at him, but did not object.

She could see that her sister was obedient to her husband. In this way, in order to avoid unpleasantness between the two parties, she could only allow Claire to indulge a little.

Led by Krell, a frequent visitor, the four of them came to Flower Poem Manor.

Holding Italia's right hand, Shermia looked at the arrangements in the manor and asked curiously: "Sister Italia, what is this place?"

"A holy place for dating." Italia said with disdain.

When he met his wife's eyes, Claire looked a little helpless. This place was obviously a manor where people could make friends normally, but why did it sound like a vulgar song and dance theater when it came out of Italia's mouth.

Hearing this, Xemia covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

When it comes to his powerful sister, Krel, his distant cousin, is very unlucky.

"Krell, why are you here?" A young man walked towards him, looking at Krell's figure with a surprised look on his face.

"Barbra, do you want to have a fight?" Claire invited with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, the young man shook his head and refused: "Krell, we can't do it today. My grandfather sent someone to inform me to go back. Let's talk about it another day."

"Okay." Claire replied with some regret.

When passing by Weilin, Babra whispered: "Weilin, see you next time."

"Can."

I thought that this guy who had a chance encounter with me had forgotten about me, but I didn't expect that he would still remember me.

After Babra left, Weilin asked the still charming Mrs. Hua for a courtyard, ordered some tea, fruits and snacks, and told the maid to come up quickly.

Entering a quiet courtyard, Weilin went straight to a wicker chair and lay down on it comfortably.

Italia looked at Weilin's actions and asked in a low voice: "Is your husband always like this?"

Hearing this, Shemia replied in a low voice: "Sister Italia, Verin is usually like this, but under Kyle's supervision, he practices very hard."

"That's it!"

The two women came to sit aside and began to chat quietly about the past, and from time to time they laughed like silver bells.

Krel, who is naturally active, looked at the casual Weilin and asked, "How about we compete?"

Weilin sat up and used the combat skill [Aoki - Faceless Clone] to condense a golden mid-level faceless clone, and said: "You go ahead and fight him. If I come and can't hold back, you have to lie down on the bed." It’s been a few months.”

Feeling the faceless knight in front of him, Krell nodded, then picked a knight's sword and came to the center of the duel.

When the faceless clones entered the duel, a magic shield rose up, covering one person and one clone.

Weilin was enjoying the battle between one person and one clone while enjoying fruits and was very relaxed and content.

Three days later, at the entrance to the floating base, Verin said goodbye to Krel with a melancholy look on his face.

"Good brother, see you next time."

Claire hugged Weilin and said reluctantly: "Weilin, take care of yourself."

"Hahaha, I will, practice hard, I don't want to see the day when you can't witness me becoming a legend." Weilin patted Claire on the back and said with a smile.

Claire let go of Weilin, blinked, and said with a smile: "Although I don't think I'm a genius, I can still live to see you become a legend."

"That's a deal."

On the other side, Italia and Xuemia ended their communication and waved goodbye.

At the entrance, Claire and Italia stood side by side, watching Weilin and Xuemia leave.

"Claire, I allow you to go to the Flower Poetry Manor once a month."

Hearing Italia's words, Claire turned his head and looked at her in disbelief.

"Why, looking at you like this, why don't you forget it." Italia crossed her arms and snorted coldly.

"Hehe, Italia, I knew you were the best to me."

"Hehe, don't you see who I am?"

At this moment, Isolde, the secretary who had just finished her three-day duty, just walked to the entrance of the floating base and saw this hateful "couple". Seeing that the two did not notice her, she quietly retreated and prepared to go home later to avoid being conscripted again.