League of Legends Invades Another World

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"In this case, then I choose... Happy cooperation!"

Beneath the bright smile is a helpless heart.

In fact, Modrian didn't have much choice. When he stepped into the room, something was already doomed.

The release of the system task forced him to be involved in this battle for kingship.

"A wise choice." Guy nodded lightly and said in a deep voice, Modrian's expression changed his eyes, although it was unclear why the other party changed his mind, but with this promise, at least it was not in vain. .

Relatively speaking, what he valued was not Modrian himself (in terms of strength), but the terrifying powerhouse who stood behind the scenes and defeated the consciousness of the gods.

"The decaying kingdom, it's time to usher in change, and I will live up to expectations!"

"Of course, I really believe in His Royal Highness Guy's strength, it's just..." Modrian paused slightly, glanced at Count Raphael and Viscount Rockefeller, and said indifferently.

"Just appropriate 'help' seems to show that our two sides are not sincere?"

The dark blue light flashed away, Guy's eyes fixed on Modrian, waiting for the price? This is not in line with the true style of a nobleman, but it has a coppery smell similar to that of a philistine businessman.

"what do you want?"

Modrian glanced at Guy unexpectedly. He was indeed the proud man of the past. He made a choice between words.

"The request is very simple, and it is also easy for you. I need a golden shield and magic items. The development of Valoran is almost emptying my family. I want more." In order to convince the two of them, Mo Derian showed a greedy look just at the right time.

This layout made Modrian clearly see the hypocrisy of the nobles, everyone is pursuing their own interests, and there is enough room for retreat.

"On the contrary, I am willing to dispatch enough force to deal with the special situation for His Royal Highness Guy."

Now that you have been involved in this whirlpool, why not try your best to strive for greater interests for yourself? Even to increase their own heritage.

Modrian is very clear about the current situation. The Harriman family and His Royal Highness the eldest prince value the strong men under his command, the elite heavy cavalry who can be called trump cards. As for the specific intentions, it is still unclear.

A silent atmosphere filled the room, the dim magic lights flickered on and off, and there was a radiance of silence.

Guy turned his head silently and looked at Count Raphael. The two looked at each other. This was what they expected. They were not fools. The request is to eliminate their inner distrust, and finally the two nodded slightly at the same time.

"Within three days, we will send enough 'sincerity' to Fort Devotion, I hope you can keep your promise."

"Don't worry, I swear in the name of the Valoran leader, and I will stick to the promises of both parties." Modrian nodded slightly. In this intriguing confrontation, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose. The game has not yet started, and everything is is still unknown.

And now what he has to do is to accumulate enough power to deal with the vortex of kingship that is rising.

"Then I won't disturb the two of you. The food and spirits of the banquet are good. I haven't tasted enough."

The good feelings for Harriman Castle disappeared at this moment, perhaps this is the cruelty of reality, and it will make you remember a profound lesson forever.

Modrian put on the mask of a fake smile, slowly left the room, then ignored Butler Atley, who was bowing at the door, and walked down the stairs with Poppy and Gragas.

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The gray cloak covered his figure again, Guy stood up from the wooden chair and stared at Count Raphael in front of him.

"It's about this time, I should go back, Uncle Raphael, I'll trouble you with the follow-up."

Count Raphael lowered his head and stared at the red wine in the goblet, reflecting an old face full of traces of years, with carefully groomed silver-gray hair hanging down his shoulders, only those dark eyes were still bright.

"Fate has arranged us together, and no one will be careless at this moment."

"Just don't forget your promise."

"I won't forget." Guy smiled slightly, and a faint deep blue light emerged, covering the gray figure from bottom to top, disillusioned, and then slowly drifting away in the dim light, as if it had never appeared before.

The red wine was rippling, splashing a few drops onto the wrinkled skin, and the clean dress dyed red, like blood full of life.

"It's a pity." Count Raphael said suddenly, not knowing whether he was regretting the spilled red wine or something important.

"Father, I don't understand, why should I abandon Modrian?" Rockefeller said, his deep voice full of puzzlement.

The family's investment in Modrian has never stopped, and Valoran's leadership has reached the present level, with the support of Harriman Castle, thus attracting the attention of many noble forces.

"No, I haven't given up on Modrian. On the contrary, I am still very optimistic about his potential." Count Raphael looked away from the goblet and quietly looked at Modrian who reappeared at the banquet.

"The stage here is too small, he should step on a more exciting stage."

"And now, the battle for kingship is the most

good stage. "

Of course, Count Raphael knew how disappointing his performance just now was, but this was the meaning of his performance. He was too old, and he would return to the embrace of death at some point.

And he didn't want this investment, no, it shouldn't be said to be investment now, it should be said to be gambling, he is betting on which step Modrian's future can go, paving the way for the future Harriman family.

If the gamble is successful, then Lambert may also lead the Harriman family to a higher level. As for the result of failure, no one will dare to liquidate the Harriman family while he is still alive.

Therefore, he handed over the possibility of the future to Lambert, a very talented heir who will not disappoint.

(The reason why some aristocratic families can last for thousands of years is the result of the efforts of countless generations, not only a person with outstanding talent can become a thousand-year-old noble.)

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The luxurious banquet was still in a tepid atmosphere. The elegant nobles forced their smiles. The things that were expected in advance did not happen at the banquet. It seemed that something unexpected happened, but the banquet time was not over yet. Communicate the information you have in detail around the dance floor.

And unknowingly, Modrian quietly stepped out of the banquet and came to Harriman Castle, quietly leaning on the icy city wall, letting the cold winter wind blow his face.

"Sorry, I didn't know such a thing would happen. Grandpa and father didn't tell me about it in advance." Lambert stood behind him awkwardly, explaining what happened just now.

"Don't be sorry, I understand it very well, it's not your fault." The cold wind made Modrian sober, and the restless anger was gradually subsiding, he was suppressing them, preventing the emotions from erupting, and leaving them to be secretly later. Chew slowly.

"The cruelty of reality, we will face it sooner or later, rather than let reality change us subtly, it is better to come so suddenly, at least we will try to change the established cruel fate."

"As you said, the world's stage is very big. I don't want to stop in this bitter cold place. Maybe the things we face this time will make us grow faster."

Modrian turned his head to look at Lambert. The Harriman family's use really made him a little angry, but after calming down, he found some doubts.

future? destiny? Kingship? Change?

Maybe this battle for kingship will be very interesting!

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