Chapter 518 Devon Hill’s adopted daughter

After hearing this, Kyle began to search for relevant character information in his mind.

The military officers stationed at the Lookout Valley Outpost must not be too strong, otherwise they will arouse the suspicion of the Centaur tribe, but they cannot be too weak, otherwise they will not be able to suppress the Centaur garrison. The silver mid-level is just right.

In addition, this candidate must have a flexible mind and a calm and stable personality, otherwise it will be difficult to handle various complicated matters at the Lookout Valley Outpost.

After a few minutes, Kyle selected a suitable talent from hundreds of talents based on the current environment.

"My lord, officer of the garrison at Lookout Valley Outpost. My first recommendation is Devon Hill's adopted daughter Aibrien. She is twenty-seven years old and is a silver mid-level knight. She is currently serving as the deputy captain of the knight academy guard army."

"As a candidate for the priest, I think Diosa, the disciple of Pastor Lavia, is very good. At the age of twenty-three, she is already a bronze high-level priest and is worthy of training."

After Weilin listened, he tapped his hands on the table regularly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Then choose these two people."

"By the way, how are things going with Pastor Lavia?"

"The Life Church of Cardro Province has completed the verification. Once the royal capital sends personnel to pray for the star to receive the verification, Pastor Lavia should be able to become the secondary diocesan bishop."

"You should pay more attention to this matter. If anyone from the Royal Capital comes, remember to inform me."

"I understand, Lord."

After Kyle left, Weilin came to the training stone room, called on the fighting energy in his body, and began to practice.

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"Father, you are looking for me."

In the office of the dean of the Knight Academy, a heroic female knight entered the room and saluted Devon Hill who was sitting in the main seat.

"Abrian, take a look at this first."

Devon Hill looked up at his adopted daughter, with a smile on his old-fashioned face. He pushed the document sent from Star-Moon Castle to the edge of the desk and motioned for Aibrien to check it.

Abrien stepped forward, picked up the document on the table, opened it and read it for herself.

After a while, Devonshire watched his adopted daughter put down the document and asked, "What do you think?"

"Father, I am willing to obey the lord's arrangements." Aibrien replied without any hesitation.

"Well, I support your decision as a father." Devon Hill did not stop her. His daughter has grown up and has the right to choose. There is no need for him to stop her.

Devon Hill left his seat and walked toward the door, saying, "Follow me."

Aibrien was a little confused, but she still followed her father quietly.

After passing through the teaching area, the two came to a small single-family courtyard.

"Sister Aibrien, why are you here?"

A boy of about eleven years old blinked his big bright eyes and looked at the female knight walking in. Without hesitation, he rushed forward and hugged her thigh tightly. He raised his little face and asked curiously.

Abrian smiled softly, reached out to pick him up, and asked softly: "Korat, I heard from others that you often get up in the middle of the night to practice secretly during this period. Why don't you have a good rest?"

The little boy seemed a little guilty. He curled up his head slightly and muttered in a low voice: "Because... I don't want my father to be disappointed in me."

After saying that, he secretly glanced at his father who was standing not far away.

Devon Hill did not step forward to interrupt the conversation between the siblings, but walked into the hall silently and waited quietly inside.

Seeing that her father didn't push her, Aibrien calmly chatted with her brother for a few more words.

After a while, she gently put down Korat in her arms, and said with a serious and concerned look: "It is important to practice hard, but you must also pay attention to rest and take good care of your body, you know? "

"Yeah, I know, Sister Aibrien!" The little boy nodded vigorously, with an unusually determined look on his little face.

In the spacious and bright hall, Devon Hill silently watched Aibrien, then slowly stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

Looking at her father's back, Aibrien's mind could not help but recall bits and pieces of her childhood.

My father has never been married in his life. He single-handedly adopted thirty-three children.

She was the twenty-third child, and Kotra was the last child adopted by her father.

Whenever she recalls her father's earnest teachings to her when she was a child, Aibrien's heart is always filled with infinite nostalgia and longing.

Although she longed to be by her father's side deep down, she was even more eager to make a difference and become her father's pride.

Just like that, without realizing it, Aibrien followed closely behind her father and arrived at the master bedroom together.

Devon Hill walked to the bookshelf and reached out to take down the third book on the left side of the shelf.

With a slight noise, a secret door opened, revealing a dark passage connecting the underground chamber.

Going down the steep and narrow stairs, Aibrien carefully followed her father into the underground secret room.

Devonshire stared at the armor standing quietly in the corner, stepped forward, gently stretched out his fingers, and rubbed the intricate textures on the armor's surface, with deep nostalgia in his eyes.

Abrian did not disturb her father, but stood aside quietly, waiting quietly.

"Abrian, come here."

Hearing her father's voice, Abrian walked quickly and stood next to Devon Hill.

"This is the armor my father wore before he became a temple knight. It carries a lot of my glory, and it also carries my sins." Devon Hill turned to look at Aibryan, with some emotion in his tone, "You are not the best. Hardworking and not the best in talent, but you know why I love you more.”

"Father, maybe... I don't know either." Aibrien recalled every detail of her childhood, and it seemed that she had never thought about this issue.

When she was a child, her father was more tolerant and caring towards her than her other siblings, and she was sometimes very confused.

"Forget it, let the past be left in the past." Devon Hill opened his mouth, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he chose to remain silent and did not tell Aibrien the truth.

"This set of armor is entrusted to you as a father."

After the words fell, Devon Hill actually felt a sense of relief in his heart.

"Forehead--"

Looking at her father's face, Aibrien looked a little dazed and didn't know why her father did this.

Devon Hill took a few steps back and said with a smile: "Come on, put it on and let your father see it."

After hearing this, Abrian took off her armor without hesitation and began to put on her father's armor in front of Devon Hill.

With no baggage on her chest and a similar physique, Aibrien could easily put on her father's armor.

"What happened on my behalf has passed. I hope you can use this set of armor to achieve your own glory."

"I will, Father."

Abrienne spoke firmly, she would make her father proud.

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