Meryl reminisced about the breath of the unruly wind in the sky at that moment last night, emptying her heart and letting her soul slowly go with it.

This is a critical moment, if Meryl can't empty her mind, then she can't be at the same frequency, and if she is completely empty, she loses her self and naturally can't succeed.

Only by emptying the mind and maintaining a trace of lucidity in the depths of the soul can we control the changes in the heart lake and deduce the meditation method!

To Sivi's relief, Meryl really succeeded!

When she perfectly synchronized her soul with the breath of the unruly wind, she also kept her sobriety and turned into a petrel in the heart lake!

Yes, it was the petrel that Sivi had incarnated when she helped Meryl recite "The Petrel" during her deep meditation!

The wind came from afar and blew the whole heart lake......

The wind swept through everything, swept up the tidal bay, and turned into a raging storm, a monstrous storm that obscured the sun!

The whole heart lake seems to be boiling and begins to transform into another form!

Meryl's cheeks slowly lost their blood, and beads of sweat kept seeping out.

Although Sivi didn't know what his situation was when he was deducing the meditation method, he had also made a lot of stable efforts to the level of his body compared to that time.

"What's going on? Meryl?" Natalia naturally saw that her sister's situation seemed to be bad.

Instead of responding, Sivi stretched out her right hand and swayed the Silvermoon once more, the light of which penetrated Meryl's pale skin and into her heart.

The walls of the heart lake seem to have stabilized, and the changes inside the heart lake no longer affect the brain.

Meryl's face gradually returned to ruddy, and her breathing was steady again.

But that's all Sivi can help, and the next thing is up to Meryl's own efforts.

The situation kept repeating itself, and Sivi had been patiently waiting, guarding, and treating the girl's subtle injuries with the light of the silver moon when needed.

After Sivi cast the Silver Moon four times in a row, Meryl finally opened her eyes when the twelfth magic hour of midday was about to arrive.

At this moment, her pupils showed a faint cyan, as if there was an endless wind circulating in her eyes, and the momentum of the whole person seemed to be like a whirlwind.

Sivi nodded with satisfaction, Meryl was worthy of the huge advantage of the Bonaparte family's bloodline in the affinity of the wind element, and successfully deduced the meditation method that belonged to the wind!

Her current anomaly was only due to the fact that she hadn't completely transformed the Heart Lake into a new meditation sect, but that would only take a lot of work.

"Brother Sivi, I made it!" Meryl's smile was as bright as fireworks: "My heart lake will turn into an Endless Storm, and the petrel will soar freely in it!"

Obviously, Meryl's Wind Elemental Meditation Gate was comparable to the Land of Flames deduced by Sivi in terms of perfection!

She left the petrel, the symbol of the wind spirit, in the heart lake!

"You little creature with no conscience, do you still have my sister in your eyes?!No sister, I took you to heaven yesterday, can you do it?" Natalia, who had already learned the general situation from Sivi, shouted indignantly.

"Sister, people are wrong!" Meryl ran over and pounced on Natalia, apologizing with a cute voice and expression.

Natalia narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, looking like she was enjoying it.

Sivi also smiled, the two sisters of the Bonaparte family are really pleasing to the eye!

"Miss, I think there are still some things to do next!" Seeing that the two of them could hug each other until dark, Xiwei finally couldn't help but interrupt the warm time between the two sisters: "It's time for me to fulfill the contract and complete the first step of metal sharpener weapon processing!

Natalia patted her head, as if she had just remembered something, and hurriedly took out a gilded document with a red ribbon from the file bag that she threw on the table through the door and handed it to Sivi.

Sivi took it and looked at it, but it was a medal document signed by King Charles VIII of France, even the signature and coat of arms were readily available, but the name and fief were still blank.

"Pioneer Knight?" asked Sivi, puzzled.

"That's right! It's a pioneer knight! This is a document of honour signed by the king himself, awarded to those brave men who have opened up the territory of France! This document is quite precious! The ancestor of the current Marquis of Cadilac was a pioneer knight three hundred years ago!" Natalia explained: "My father has already investigated that although Baron Capraia was once a vassal of the Kingdom of Itanli, after the old Kingdom of Itanli fell apart eighty years ago and the new kingdom was re-established, the Capraia family did not swear allegiance to the new king. And now that the Capraya family has no heirs, Capraya Island is borderland! As long as you sign this document, you will become a pioneer knight endorsed by the King of France himself, and your rule over Capraia Island will be unquestionable! And as your future territory expands, your title will also be promoted!"

"What a gift!" said Sivi.

In this world of swords and sorcery, every noble family has a wide ancestor, and their long history and bloodline inheritance allow them to have enough hole cards. In such a situation, it is far more difficult than most people think to get to the knighthood, and it usually takes several generations of perseverance to make it possible.

But the Pioneer Knight is a special case outside the rules, and as long as you have the ability to take over the Borderlands, you will be approved by the King!

From now on, whether secular or legal, Sivi will have sovereignty over Capraya Island!

"This is the real return gift! Because you saved the most precious little princess of the Bonaparte family!" Miss Natalia said aloud, "The Bonaparte family never owes a friend!"

"Very well! Thank you Bonaparte for your kindness! I will take it!" said Sivi signing his name in the margins of the paper.

Name: Sivi Frost, Territory: Capraia Island.

The latter is a transliteration of the Elven language of his original surname "Lin", which can be regarded as a commemoration of his previous life.

The contract was made, and the whole document suddenly rose with a golden glow, glittering, but not scorching.

"Now that this document has come into effect, the Noble Heraldic House in Paari should have inscribed a copy of this document!" Natalia smiled, "Congratulations, Knight Sivi Frost!"