League of Legends Invades Another World

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The rolling hills are embedded in the blue sky, and the dense forests dot the Renwall Mountains. In the past two years, this area that once fell into the shadow world seems to be reborn with vitality.

The bleak autumn mood has long since faded, the cold of winter is coming step by step, the sunset is shining, and the warm golden radiance sprinkles every Valoran territory, which is extraordinarily magnificent, like a picture of beautiful scenery.

The Valoran Territory, a new territory rising in the northern part of the Stoke Kingdom, includes a prosperous territory including the town of Ervindale, Fort Dive, and Fort Lakstark, and also attracts the attention of many noble forces.

In addition to the Renwall Mountains containing concentrated iron ore veins, there is also the emerging nobleman known for his iron blood: Baron Modrian.

In less than two years, he was officially promoted from a pioneer knight to a kingdom noble, and he was the most powerful territorial noble among them.

Its most powerful and influential period was in the period following the end of the "miracle" Battle of Iwendale, when chaos and imbalances arose.

Then Baron Modrian's black heavy cavalry, a symbol of death, stalked and smashed a splendid road with blood and slaughter, shocking the noble forces in the northern part of the kingdom.

Da da! Da da!

The crisp sound of horses' hooves echoed in the mountains, and a group of cavalry rode on the hard road against the winter wind, the horses stepped over, and the dust was raised.

Modrian raised his jet-black visor, and his brown eyes looked around the surrounding scenery with interest. This was the rare time he left Laxstark Fortress.

The pace of the winter season has quietly entered the Renwall Mountains, and the tall trees are decorated with pale white frost, which has a cool color.

Along the way, except for the Noxian Imperial cavalry patrolling along the way, Modrian saw almost nothing unusual.

Counting the time, from the battle of the abyss to now, in the past two years, the forces under his command ushered in a blowout development, which was finally suppressed half a year ago and the pace stagnated.

However, the Valoran Territory has long been overwhelmed by his management. At the beginning, a lot of sentries who sneaked in secretly were caught in the dense mountains every day, just to explore the hidden strength of Valoran Territory, and Unknown conditions deep in the Renwall Mountains.

(With the fighting storm and the final hurricane of Lakstark Fortress at that time, it attracted the attention of a lot of wandering mercenaries who went deep into the Renwall Mountains, and they leaked out as they left, thus attracting the attention of secret nobles. )

Now, the mountain line of defense erected with Fort Dvor as an external barrier can be said to be incomparably sturdy.

Modrian's expression moved slightly, the reins of his left hand were clenched tightly, and the red warhorse that stepped down stopped at the right time, and the white mist filled the air with his breathing.

A shadow appeared, and the Shadow Streamer fell from the air, half kneeling on the ground, and handed the sealed black and red letter with both hands.

"Lord Lord, there is news from the town of Ervindale."

The town of Irvingdale? Did something happen to Gregory again?

With the thoughts together, Modrian stretched out his right hand, the weak life energy extended, and the black and red letter volleyed into the sky and flew to his palm.

After tearing open the letter, a piece of delicate white paper fell. Modrian looked carefully, his dignified brows loosened, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Gregory is really dishonest. He provoked a dispute in the town of Ervindale last night, and killed a group of missionaries, um... It seems that he is the missionary of the God of Power who has been very active recently?"

Handing the letter to Poppy behind him, Modrian's face had a smile, but there was a bit of solemnity in his eyes. The situation in the kingdom began to become unstable, and even the temple, which was once suppressed by the royal power to the point of being unable to breathe, began to Get active.

"Hey, Lord Lord, the guy from Gugalas is also involved, and he is still destroying a lot of buildings in Irvingdale." Bobby frowned and frowned. After the battle, she seemed to have completed her growth overnight and began to learn to deal with some Valoran affairs.

In this regard, Modrian is extremely satisfied. After all, someone has begun to share some unfinished chores for him, allowing him to take a proper rest.

"We should punish Gugalas, or deduct his next month's drink money." Poppy looked at Modrian and suggested.

"To make such a fun thing while I'm away, it's a waste of me to sponsor him a lot of gold shields, although the ale is delicious..."

The soft muttering dissipated, but he still couldn't escape Modrian's ears. I don't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the heroes under his command were all a little warlike, oh, except for Janna and that existence.

As for deducting Gugalas's drink money, he just thought about it. With the habit of a noisy drinker, once there is not enough ale, the entire town of Ervindale may be ruined by Gugalas's temperamental temperament.

"Okay, Poppy, when you meet Gugalas, settle the account yourself with him. I remember he still owes you a lot of gold shields?"

When Modrian heard that Gugalas started to borrow money to make wine, he was a little unbelievable. You must know that he gave Gugalas a lot of gold shields every month, and the raw materials for brewing were within his ability. In the end, the guy even borrowed money everywhere. , even Darius was harassed by him.

"Yes, that guy from Gugalas said he wanted to brew the best ale in Valoran. I... greedy, so I believed him..." Poppy rubbed embarrassedly. head, said shyly.

Another future drinker! Modrian sighed helplessly in his heart.

Now Bobby's character seems to deviate from his previous life impression after going through a lot of things. Apart from his perseverance, he begins to develop in the direction of drinkers and food lovers.

"Let's go, let's continue to set off, arrive at Fort Devour early, and catch up with lunch..."

Before the words fell, Modrian turned his head to look at the way behind him, and a small green figure moved in the mountains and quickly approached the team.

The Noxus Scarlet cavalry who followed behind was very familiar with the figure, and skillfully made way for a road to pass.

The emerald green straw hat was worn on the top of the head, and the red goggles were lifted up like a trend. With the rapid running, the telescope hanging from the waist would sway from time to time. There was a dark green package on his back, and he didn't know what was in it. It was a little swaying and a little heavy, but these did not affect the speed of the short figure.

Pushing the ground, jumping, and then flipping in the air, the movements are very familiar, and the most amazing thing is that the package is not affected at all, and it hangs firmly on the body.

Boom!

The short figure fell to the ground, half-squatted in front of Modrian, and then raised a beige face with a little fluff, with a cool expression that looked like a raccoon in a previous life.

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