League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 139 Bishop of the Temple of Power

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Modrian, who had just rinsed with cold water, felt much better, wiped his body casually, put on a casual clothes, and lay on the rocking chair near the balcony, looking up at the bright starlight in the night.

Yea! Yea!

The swaying rocking chair made a rubbing sound, Modrian adjusted his body slightly, and his tired face showed a comfortable expression. This was a rocking chair made according to the memory of the previous life. He especially liked it, which reminded him of some good memories of the previous life.

Today should be the most tiring day in the past six months.

The whole afternoon was spent dealing with the squeeze, plus the occasional discussion with Darius about the military development direction of Valoran Territory, which almost exhausted his spirit.

"Sometimes, it's hard for me to believe that everything is real now." Modrian exclaimed inexplicably. In just two years, he went from a noble second son who had nothing to a powerful baron who shocked the North.

Mediocre, talented, noble!

The mediocre is what others think of him, the gifted is the title of the future, and the nobility is the status symbol of the present.

Modrian stretched out his right hand, and the substantive scarlet life energy slowly gathered in the palm of his hand. These are illusory existences, and only their own strength can best reflect themselves.

There are also a lot of nobles in real power, and there are a few talented people who have fallen into his hands, so after some things can be delegated to heroes, he begins to pursue his own strength.

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【Name: Modrian Perris】

[Strength: Great Knight (Knight's Body, Scarlet Breathing)]

[Blue essence: 424 points]

[Orange essence: 0 points]

【Victory points: 0 points】

【Item: None】

[Golden Shield: 54284]

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The peak of the great knight, this is Modrian's current strength. (The system only displays the current realm of strength.)

It was also after breaking through to the peak of the Great Knight, he felt the obvious shackles preventing him from entering a higher realm, which may be the so-called talent limitation.

But Modrian didn't care, with the help of the system, he was a mediocre from a knight apprentice, and has broken through to the peak of the great knight.

As for the knight commander, even the legend, in his opinion, is only a matter of course after the accumulation of heroes.

call!

The substantive scarlet life energy dissipated, and Modrian stared blankly at the dark night, dazedly seeing many things from the bright starlight, pictures of past lives, memories of the past, and bits and pieces of this world. .

Haven't been so relaxed in a long time.

It seems that from the time he left Perris Castle to the town of Irvingdale, he has been worried about survival, and now, he has become a powerful baron and a once hated noble.

Perris Castle!

Modrian's expression moved slightly, remembering some memories of his broken life, and it seemed that he hadn't paid attention to the news there for a long time.

He turned his head to look at the wooden table in the room, where two luxurious and exquisite invitations were lying quietly, one of which was from Perris Castle, from that strange 'father'.

"My abandoned second son, has you been so interested in me?" Modrian showed a mocking smile, and the appearance of leaving in embarrassment was always engraved in the depths of his soul.

As for Perris Castle, there is only one person who can make him care, his half-sister - Sophia Perris.

If it wasn't for the parting gift from Sophia, maybe when he was in the wild plains, he would sleep in that desolate place and bid farewell to the world.

Yea! Yea!

Modrian thought in a daze, just fell asleep on the rocking chair, sleeping peacefully, like a lonely child.

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The next morning, the morning light fell on the main castle, awakening the sleeping Modrian. After a hasty breakfast, he took Poppy and a group of Noxus Scarlet cavalry to leave Fort Derward and headed for the town of Ervindale.

It should be the shadow streamer who notified last night that Modrian met Gregory and the yordle called 'Bastard Drunkard', who came to greet him one kilometer away from the town of Ervindale.

"Lord Lord!" Gregory, wearing armor, rode a red warhorse to the front, and said respectfully.

Modrian nodded, and immediately looked at Gugalas, who was still unmoved. The plump figure was too much to attract attention.

Seemingly aware of Modrian's gaze, Gugalas rubbed his big red nose and took a sip from the ale cask in his left hand.

"Hiccup...child...Gugalas only likes to drink and doesn't know anything else."

Got it. Modrian was completely helpless when he heard the words. No wonder Poppy and Teemo gnashed their teeth when talking about such a 'jerk' character.

But the wicked have their own "wicked" grind, which is fate.

"Ha, Gugalas, is the ale you owe me brewed?" Poppy jumped out from behind Modrian, holding the Hammer of Oren, which was as tall as her two, and walked towards the 'bastard who pretended to be drunk' '.

Gugalas looked in a trance at the faint golden light.

The glorious Oren's Hammer, with a simple and honest face filled with an honest smile.

"Of course it's brewed, and it's all in my tavern. How could someone like me owe lovely Poppy's ale."

"Alas!" Modrian Tu sighed, this is completely different from the character of the wine barrel Gugaras introduced in the League of Legends.

He remembered that in the League of Legends universe, Gugalas was an impulsive, unpredictable, rowdy drinker whose favorite activity was smashing wine barrels and smashing heads.

Yes, hit the head and hit the target with a headbutt!

Thanks to his moody temperament, drinking with Gugalas is always a dangerous proposition.

It is also because of his unwavering love for ale that he went deep into the Ferreljord to find the purest polar water, and for this he entered the Howling Abyss.

In the end he succeeded, too, bringing out a flawless, never-before-seen piece of crushed ice.

Not only does this crushed ice impregnate his stockpile of ale with incredible power, but it also has a very convenient side effect - it freezes the brewed liquid at optimal drinking temperature.

This is why Gugalas can drink the most mellow ale anytime, anywhere. (It is rumored that Happy Hour is the ale made from this.)

A person with such a personality is completely different from Gugalas, who is now called a 'jerk'.

Of course, the harmonious and friendly atmosphere between the heroes under his command is what Modrian needs. So far, he can accept the characters of his heroes.

"Let's talk about it, what happened the night before yesterday, the bishop of the Temple of Power has sued the Fort Dive." Modrian ignored the troublesome Poppy and Gugalas, and rode his horse forward. , while looking back and asking Gregory who was always by his side.

"There are missionaries who want to force some Noxian imperial cavalry to believe in the God of Strength, and forcibly perform magic on them." Gregory said with a smile, the beliefs of Noxians are not so easy to change.

"Those missionaries failed, and then were found by awakened Noxian Imperial cavalry, and the two clashed."

"Hmm... There are many extraordinary knights among the missionaries, and there is even a strong knight at the peak. Just in case, I asked the shadow streamers to call Lord Gugalas. ."

"Who would have thought that Lord Gugalas would make a little effort and kill them all at once, um... the death is a bit miserable!" Gregory shrugged his shoulders, as if it was none of his business. caused by 'accidental'.

"By the way, Lord Lord, this morning, the bishop of the Temple of Power, Nancy Peters, came to visit and said that he wanted to see the Lord."

It's Gugalas again!

Modrian was completely speechless, but after hearing Gregory's next words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "It seems that the Temple of Power has a lot of momentum in the territory, and even my whereabouts can be seen. detected."

"Go back to see the so-called Temple of Power and see what it is."

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