Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Chapter 1189 Verna’s Mentor

"When I was forty-six years old, I was recommended by my military commander to serve in the Sword Corps directly under the church."

"I have just arrived at the Sword Servant Corps. Due to my failure in the assessment, my rank will be downgraded to a higher level. According to past practice, I will also be demoted to a squadron to serve as the deputy squadron leader."

"In the early stage of the assignment, my former commander heard about this and used his connections to save me from being demoted. I was sent directly to the Second Army Headquarters of the Sword Corps to serve as the adjutant of the logistics officer, helping him handle logistics matters."

“In the process, I met my former mentor.”

At this point, Weilin waved his hand to let Furner stop, then he touched his chin and said curiously: "Let me guess, your mentor should be Captain Mitchell."

Upon hearing this, Verna shook his head and said, "Marshal, you... um, you guessed wrong."

"Who is that?"

Weilin changed his sitting position and asked impatiently.

Verna looked a little hesitant, but when he thought of his mentor's respect for Weilin, he gave up hiding it and answered, "In reply to the Marshal, my mentor is your deputy."

"You said it was Lionas." Weilin asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Marshal." Verner nodded in confirmation.

Weilin's curiosity was aroused. He looked at Furna and asked impatiently, "If that's the case, why are you in the Dawn Wings Legion instead of continuing your studies with Lionas?"

"Marshal, I hope you can let me organize my words." Verner said with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Weilin smiled and said, "No problem. I don't have anything to do today. We can chat until dawn."

Seeing this, Verner began to think in his heart about which things could be told, which things should be told selectively, and which things should not be told.

Ten minutes later, after coming up with a general idea, Verna looked up at Weilin with respect in his eyes, and slowly said, "During my service in the Sword Corps, I served as a logistics officer adjutant for three years. Perhaps because of my poor performance, I was eventually transferred to the archives room as the guard commander, in charge of 120 guards and guarding the archives room."

"In the eighth year after I took office, a new chief librarian came to the archives. I didn't take it seriously at first, until he pointed it out to me one time. Then I realized his ability."

"After that, I went to look for the head of the library whenever I had time, with the mentality that I didn't care about my appearance as long as I could learn something."

"I thought he would be annoyed with me, but after a few interactions, we became familiar with each other."

"Six years later, after he left, he found me alone and asked me if I was willing to be his student."

Weilin supported his chin and interrupted, "So you agreed without hesitation."

"Yes, Marshal." Verna nodded and replied, "After six years of teaching, I have long regarded him as my teacher, but I just don't have the title."

"Before we parted, he asked me to concentrate on my studies in the library for another three years."

"I didn't ask why, I just nodded and agreed."

"After he left, I continued to serve as the commander of the guard force in the Book Room."

"Sure enough, three years later, a transfer order came and I was transferred to the Dawn Wings Legion. I was directly assigned to the guard team of Lord Mitchell, who was then the commander of the Second Army, as the deputy captain."

"After that, I began my long service in the Dawn Wing Legion."

"As Lord Mitchell continued to be promoted, my status also continued to rise. Until today, I have become the commander of a battalion under the Dawn Wing Legion."

“During this process, I gradually came to understand the identity of my mentor.”

Hearing this, Weilin suppressed his inner impulse, showed a hint of curiosity on the surface, and judged the importance of things.

As for Leonus' identity, he only knew that he was the chief judge of the 33rd Inquisition of the Dawn Church's Inquisition, and that he had a brother who was one of the Pope's 36 guards, but he didn't know any other information.

Seeing the curiosity on Weilin's face, Furner did not keep him in suspense and slowly said, "My mentor is the only son of Zuo Jiaodian."

When Verna finished speaking, Weilin was shocked. He didn't expect that Lionels was hiding so deeply.

The Dawn Church of the Holy Third Dawn Kingdom has two canonists, with the Left Canon being the most respected and the Right Canon being the second most respected. They are in charge of the entry of church scriptures and the revision of the Dawn Bible. Their status is second only to the Pope and slightly higher than that of the Archbishop.

However, having said that, since Leonas's identity and background are so terrifying, why would he go to the Ninth Legion to be his deputy instead of directly serving as the marshal of a certain legion?

Verna looked at Weilin in deep thought, stopped talking and waited for a moment.

After a few minutes, Weilin had several guesses in his mind, but they were all tinged with uncertainty.

In the following time, Weilin talked with Furner about some other topics, and his original intention of recruiting him faded a lot.

In this case, it is basically impossible to "invite" the other party to Qixingling.

"General Verna, that's all for today. You can go down and rest first."

"Marshal, I will take my leave."

Verna stood up, saluted, answered respectfully, then turned and left.

A few minutes later, Weilin stood up, looked at the empty tent, then turned his head to look at the incident documents stored in the corner, and immediately decided to go out for a walk.

……

On December 9773, 12 of the Glorious Calendar, at the Giant Stone Mountain Fortress in the Kamo Tribal Area of ​​the United Kingdom of Coles, Gamonli, the deputy commander of the Northern Army of the Black Asian Orcs, summoned the generals of various legions to the Giant Stone Mountain Fortress to discuss plans on how to respond to the offensive of the Ninth Human Army.

In the open-air arena, a high-level silver human warrior was fighting with a high-level silver monster.

On the terrace, several Black Orc generals were sitting there, staring at the battle on the field, but their minds were not here.

As for Gamonli, he sat in the main seat, leaning back slightly, supporting his chin with his left hand, tapping lightly on the armrest of the seat with his right fingers, watching the fight in front of him with great interest.

"Captain Manus, this fight is too boring. You have no interest in watching it."

Manus, who was sitting in the second seat, came to his senses after hearing this. He lowered his head slightly, looked at the bloody scene in the arena, and said in a deep voice: "Commander Gamonli, it's not that this fight is boring, but I'm now thinking about how to deal with the offensive of the Ninth Corps of the human side, and I don't have much time to enjoy this fight."

Gamonli turned his head and looked at Manus, waved his hand, and laughed: "Hahaha, I already have a way to deal with the Ninth Human Army, especially the floating fleet."

Hearing this, Manus suddenly reacted and turned to look at Gamonli with surprise in his eyes: "You will..."

"Eh--"

Gamonli interrupted Manus and said, "What we have to do today is to watch the fight between humans and monsters or tribal warriors. We can discuss other matters tomorrow. Don't you agree?"

Upon hearing this, Manus nodded slightly, no longer dwelling on the matter, and concentrated on watching the duel in the arena.