League of Legends Invades Another World

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Netia's Alchemy Shop!

Sevilla's Pastry Shop!

Shark's Tavern!

Shops and roads that were hidden in the depths of his memory and never forgotten gradually approached the field of vision. Horace raised his head slightly, not wanting to let the cold tears drip. These are the places he has traveled.

"Four years, three months and five days, I remember the time all the time, I just don't want these memories to fade away in my mind."

"Now, I set foot on this land again!"

The bustling scene filled the city. Modrian walked on the commercial road with his warhorse, like a stunned young man in the countryside, so curious about everything.

On the wide street, a trade caravan drove the tauren slaves to transport goods, surrounded by vigilant mercenaries; occasionally, from the shops on both sides, short and active goblins, wearing gorgeous robes, were seen. Commanding the hired human waiters to attract many new guests and tourists to the city.

This is a scene that has never been seen in the northern part of the kingdom, and even the most prosperous city of Edalas has never seen such a harmonious and friendly scene. (Because of the limitations of Edalas City and its proximity to the war fortress, most foreign merchants will not set their business sights there.)

It is not only the reason of the influence of the trader's own strength and race, but also the fear and fear of war. A sudden war will cause most merchants to suffer heavy losses and even go bankrupt.

The ten-year Great Patriotic War that once broke out has left many bloody lessons, telling businessmen who are chasing interests to stay away from the war. (This is for most middle and lower class merchants, not the real top merchants who made their fortunes.)

"Any suggestions? Should we live directly in the residence arranged by the noble council, or choose another place?" Modrian retracted his gaze and asked Horace, who was slightly absent-minded behind him. The emotion he accidentally revealed made him a little curious.

At that time, as the mediocre young master of the Perris family, he only heard a few words about Horace in a remote part of the party.

However, just by seeing that event spread throughout the Stoke Kingdom, you can see how sensational what happened at that time.

"It is recommended to reject the arrangement of the noble council." Horace eased his emotions and said softly. "Every time the noble council is convened, it will become the center of sight, full of sentries from every faction, which is not conducive to our plan."

After calming down, Horace returned to his original ruthless appearance. He was educated by elites, and his experience growing up in the capital made him aware that this great city had ruined countless arrogant and talented geniuses.

Turning his head slightly to look at the surrounding Trifali Legionnaires and Darius, Horace continued: "Under the dazzling spotlight, our strength may be exposed in advance."

It is not that the arrangement of the noble council is not good, but that there are certain restrictions there. As a noble, you must maintain the etiquette and humility of the noble at any time and place, and you must also be observed and scrutinized by countless sentries every day.

This is the noble council to prevent local lords from making troubles in this prosperous city. In the past, there were many real power lords who made big troubles.

Use force?

Sorry, as an outsider how to compare with those local snakes, this is the center of Stoke Kingdom, not its own territory, you must learn to get used to the rules and clear laws here.

It is also because of various inconveniences. Except for some royal nobles, most of the noble nobles and real power nobles do not like to be restrained by others, so the place provided by the noble council is deserted all the year round.

Modrian nodded lightly, and his icy gaze swept across several places on the street at this time, where some people were blatantly observing them.

"Ha, it's really interesting. Before His Majesty the Kingdom fell, signs of chaos appeared. Is this intentional, or is it just powerless?"

Before he came, he predicted the bad situation of Limontanlu, but he didn't expect it to be worse than he imagined. This ancient and majestic city will usher in some kind of change that is indescribable.

"Then the accommodation provided by Earl Harriman and the First Prince needs to be given up?" Modrian didn't care about those little ones. He now has to adapt to his current status. An invited baron lord, at least he is not familiar with it. In front of the environment, you can properly disguise yourself.

"I think adults already have ideas in their hearts." Horace responded. "I have a friend who can provide us with a place if you can trust me."

Modrian turned his head to look at Horace, who had a low face, and said with a smile: "From the moment you choose to follow me, you are an indispensable member of the Valoran Territory, and I will always stand by. Behind you, trust every word you say."

In the bustling streets, the atmosphere of silence gradually pervades. Compared with the crowd of people outside, there are some different changes here.

"Horace will always follow the Lord."

The low voice was responding to Modrian, and also promising that Horace, who returned to Limontanlu, began to let go of his inner shackles, and his final destiny would find his home here.

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Cecil Arena, located in the southwest corner of Limontanlu, is a place extremely popular with commoners and nobles.

Because it is located at the junction of slums and prosperous areas, it is full of all kinds of strangers all year round, there are some bloodthirsty warriors and combative mercenaries, of course, more are civilians who look crazy.

Beneath the gladiatorial fight is a very popular gamble, a gamble on life.

The golden shield, blood, beauty, and desire make Cecil Arena one of the landmarks under the dark side of Limontanlu.

The steel battle axe stands on the square of the arena, like blood-like rust dotted on the gray base, along the square road, there are more than a dozen sculptures standing, or warriors, or archers, or knights, and fierce and fierce. the monster.

The gate of the arena is guarded by 8 guards in armor and armed with weapons. They are indifferently watching the flow of people coming and going. Most of them are civilians in simple clothes, and occasionally there are businessmen in gorgeous clothes.

Whoa whoa whoa!

There was a loud noise in the crowded Cecil Arena, followed by frantic cursing, and bursts of beating and smashing. drive out.

Even in the face of sharp weapons, this group of civilian gamblers who have already lost everything is not afraid. In their eyes, there is only the color of golden shields, and everything else is empty.

"A group of scum, if it weren't for this special period, I would have arranged for someone to kill them." At the top floor window of Cecil Arena, a young man in a refined black dress looked down at the chaos below and revealed something Bloody words.

Those scumbags did not hit the mercenary array for a long time, making the young man in black dress lose his desire to watch. It seems that Cecil's reputation is still very useful recently, and then turned to look at the housekeeper beside him and asked.

"Are you sure who will be at the banquet tonight?"

"Sorry, all of the people you specially invited refused to participate, but some foreign noble forces tried their best to sneak in after hearing the news." The butler was well prepared, and gathered some notable names for attending the party in detail.

"It's all small characters, don't pay attention to them." The young man in the black dress lightly tapped the armrests of the table and chairs. "However, those few rejected the invitation. Did something unexpected happen?"

"The Jeffrey family, the Harriman family, the Arnold family, and..." The young man in the black dress hesitated for a moment, and finally said. "Is there any news from the Dale family?"

"Sorry, young master, our intelligence officers didn't collect any unexpected incidents, it may be in a special period, everyone is very careful when playing..."

dong dong dong!

The sudden knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two. The young man in the black dress frowned slightly, his ruthless expression flashed away, and he motioned the housekeeper to open the door.

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