League of Legends Invades Another World

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Snapped! Snapped!

Before Modrian got up, he ignored Meredith's extremely resentful eyes, stretched out his right hand and slapped his face heavily, and whispered in his ear.

"Help me bring a word to the Duke of Dakama, and Mordrian Perris says hello to him!"

The intelligence information obtained these days is not enough for him to speculate on who is behind the scenes, but he can continue to play the way the other party wants him to go, and sooner or later he will catch those dark bugs.

The mysterious energy fluctuations flashed away, and Modrian raised his head with a smile on his calm face. He looked at the tower of the Violet Mage standing upright, and motioned Darius to restrain himself. Is this a warning?

But yes, this is the Violet Mage Tower after all, and it is the site under the crown of Craigie. If it should be high-profile, it should be high-profile, if it should be low-key, it should be low-key. It is necessary to understand the truth of life.

Immediately, Modrian walked away slowly. As for Meredith's revenge, a playboy who has not yet been promoted to an extraordinary mage, is not worth caring about. If anyone needs him to remember, perhaps the blood stained in the north will be thicker.

The vicious dog that bites people is not scary, what is scary is the people hiding behind them, and those guys seem to be determined to themselves, always spying on themselves in secret.

It's just that Modrian didn't expect that a vicious dog would bite people no matter what.

The crowd gathered around dispersed, Meredith still slumped to the ground, the floating dust stained the dirty mage, and the messy black hair was scattered at will, no one could see it, and a vicious and vicious look covered his face.

"Modrian, ha, the 'meal' of the Lord of Shadows, I hope to see you again after tonight!"

The low murmur slowly dissipated along with a touch of pitch black. Meredith felt his body regain his freedom, stood up stiffly, and walked in the opposite direction, leaving step by step.

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Jasmine Tavern.

A few delicate magic lights are faintly revealed in the dark green drapery, and the soft light sprinkles down, illuminating this slightly elegant environment.

In the quiet private room, Modrian and Sophia sat opposite each other across Mahogany Zhuo. After greeting each other, an awkward atmosphere descended. The two did not know what topic to start talking about.

Until the waiter brought food and tea, the atmosphere of the two relaxed slightly.

"The jasmine tea here is very good, and it is very popular in the tower." Sophia gently gathered her long blonde hair, held a cup of dark tea, and said lightly.

"Really? Then I have to taste it." Modrian said with a gentle smile. Facing Sophia's invitation, he learned something and took a sip of jasmine tea.

The faint tea fragrance lingers around the nose, and after entering the throat, the tea is astringent but has a touch of sweetness, which is a good taste for a tea art novice like him.

"It's really good, this kind of tea is rare in the North."

"It's just different regional cultures. I have read records in some books that the bitter cold north prefers strong wine, and the stronger the wine, the more popular it is." Sophia said softly.

"The records in the books are quite correct, but the times are changing. After accepting the cultures of different regions, the taste of the bitter cold north has become mixed, and spirits are only one of the changes." Modrian looked at it in surprise. Glancing at Sophia in front of her, she said with a little interest.

During the time he ruled the Valoran Territory, he also came into contact with a lot of secret information that he had never been exposed to before. The dark tide surging in the northern part of the kingdom was not much weaker than here.

However, Modrian didn't expect to open the topic, so that he and Sophia could get in touch with the almost unfamiliar feelings. Unfortunately, the cold and indifferent Sophia was not interested in this topic.

The awkward atmosphere surrounded again, this time the two sides tacitly did not break the atmosphere.

Modrian lowered his cheeks slightly and restrained his emotions. It seemed that he could never find the feeling in his memory again. The friendship between the siblings during the happy time was also the most deeply collected emotion of the predecessor.

What a pity! The ruthless time takes away too many things, and the strangeness stands between the two like a wall, making people helpless.

"Thank you for the gift you gave me at that time - the frost ring, then I received the best gift!" Modrian stared at Sophia in front of him and said solemnly.

Everything stems from that ring, and it is also the starting point for the change of his original fate trajectory, allowing him to gain hope of survival, allowing him to survive in the North, and become a real lord of the party.

Gift? Sophia frowned slightly, then the doubts between her brows dissipated, and she said softly: "No, that's the first time I made a low-level magic item under the guidance of my mentor. After hearing your news, I will send it to you. The barren north provides some means of self-defense."

Sophia glanced at Modrian, paused, and continued: "That ring should be regarded as the price for you to save me this time."

"I advise you to find your father as soon as possible after you leave the Violet Mage Tower. The fame of the Arnold family is not something you can resist."

Modrian smiled and didn't explain anything. He took out a carefully crafted black brocade box from his arms and lifted the lid to reveal a gem that shone with dim light.

"If you need it, you can crush this gem, and I will help you to the best of my ability!"

"Trust my credibility, I am a real power lord!" There was a bit of a joke in the last words, Modrian glanced at this demure and chic tavern, slightly

Shaking his head, he still likes the wild taverns in the Northland.

"Then see you next time, Sister Sophia!"

When he reached the door of the private room, Modrian raised his right hand and shook it slightly, saying goodbye, and then disappeared into the Jasmine Tavern.

At the front desk, Horace swiped across the white chest of the waitress, dropped a few golden shields, and followed Modrian's pace.

Under the soft magic light, Sophia stood at the window of the private room and looked at Modrian who was leaving. A hint of confusion flashed in her cold eyes. The strangeness seemed to be better than before, and there was a strange feeling that made her feel uneasy from the bottom of her heart. Intention to refuse.

what! ?

In front of the circular arch, just when Modrian wanted to leave the Violet Mage Tower, he felt a prying gaze, turned his head and pointed to the top of the Mage Tower.

In the next moment, he felt a little regretful and shouldn't be so impulsive.

The almost substantive gaze descended from the purple mage tower to Modrian's side, and the [Breathing Chain] made by Janna showed a dim cyan brilliance, and then slowly dissipated.

So easily defeated the magic necklace given by Janna, which means that the opponent's strength is at least as strong as Janna, and it is an existence that has entered the legendary road. Obviously, it is the Craigie who is observing Modrian at this moment.

"You don't have to be so stingy, right?" Modrian's thoughts turned, he just punished Meredith a little, and even the three extraordinary mages of the three supervision offices were not offended, they were just dispersed.

Current situation?

Before he could think about how to solve the problem in front of him, the shriveled seeds in his chest pocket suddenly felt hot, and the fiery temperature penetrated his clothes and burned his skin.

Then, the light that was about to come disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, only Modrian noticed the fine cold sweat covering his forehead.

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