League of Legends Invades Another World

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The heavily guarded camp, the pale meeting room.

Dim-yellow candlesticks dotted the room, and when the candles were burning, a faint fragrance spread in the air, and a blaze of lights shone against the trophies hanging on the surrounding walls, mostly the remains of beasts. There are also several painted portraits, which seem to have been made by some masters, showing a rough and savage style.

I don't know where Kled and the others got it from, maybe it was in the western region of Yinsong Province in the chaos and destruction.

In addition, a few pots of trimmed and shaped bonsai flowers in the corners seemed to be Sophia's work, and he had just seen similarities in the main fortress of Fort Devotion.

A very good environment, at least it looks more like before he left, and it looks quite the style of a conference hall.

Modrian nodded slightly, motioning the dejected yordles in front of him to sit down, with Xin Zhao standing upright behind him, and a line of Trifali Legionnaires standing in the same place on either side.

The affairs before the case have been dealt with, which was unexpected to him. It seems that the three little guys went out for a walk after finishing their respective things.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that Kled and the others were in a state of self-blame, Modrian smiled and did not make a sound of comfort.

It's time for them to learn some lessons, albeit for character reasons. However, Modrian knew very well in his heart that they would look different during missions and wars, all of which stemmed from the yordle's upbringing.

The waiting time was not long, firm and steady footsteps sounded outside the room, the door opened, and the figure of Baron Benny appeared.

Behind him is Lambert, a former friend, and Steward Atley.

Modri ​​quietly watched the three guests in front of him, his expression unchanged, but ripples appeared in his heart.

Different from what he saw when he was in the camp wall, the ordinary people in the field of vision were somewhat contaminated with plague, but he couldn't feel any plague now.

Aristocratic heritage? Even if the plague breaks out strangely, can it still be immune?

"I haven't seen you for a while, Uncle Benny!" Modrian looked at Baron Benny in front of him with a smile and said softly, then turned to look at Lambert and Butler Atley.

"Lambert, Steward Atley, long time no see!"

The indifferent words plunged the pale conference room into a silent atmosphere, and several portraits reflected mottled colors.

Lambert looked at Modrian, who had a casual expression in front of him, and a bit of bitterness spread in the corner of his mouth. The meeting at this time, the difference in identities, and the position of the family, no longer felt like a former friend.

"Baron Modrian, Lambert greets you!" Lambert said with a slight bow. The exquisite and gorgeous black dress was worn on the slender body, and the thin silver lines on the cuffs of the jacket showed a graceful and luxurious aristocratic temperament.

Butler Atley beside him also remained respectful, a tired look climbed on the old face, and lowered his head slightly: "Baron Modrian, Atley greets you!"

Unlike them, perhaps it should be said that it is different from the Harriman family, Benny's mentality is much more relaxed, because his relationship with Modrian is closer, considering the power of Modrian now, he looked in awe and said: " Baron Mordrian, Benny greets you!"

Different situations and different tones show different moods and also create the atmosphere of the conference room.

"Uncle Benny, Sophia has been nagging me about your news recently." Modrian greeted with a smile, and then focused on Lambert.

The Harriman family, as the leaders of Edalas City, must have extraordinary power in the escape team. He guessed that Baron Benny's letterhead might also have been written at their behest.

"Why don't you see Uncle Rockefeller!?"

The world is not all sunshine and color, but shadow and darkness.

How can things that have been done be buried so easily?

The Shadow Streamer found out that the person behind the scenes who once guided the gnoll soldiers to attack Valoran Territory was most likely Rockefeller, the core figure of the Harriman family and Lambert's father.

"Sacrificed." Lambert muttered softly with a sad face. "During this sudden outbreak of plague, the city of Edalas was unprepared and fell. After my father broke it for us, he was buried in the city."

When people die, the lights go out, but some things are left behind.

Noxus' glory in that battle was forged in blood.

"I'm sorry." Modrian's attitude remained the same, and the smile on his face was a little cold. "I have read the contents of the letterhead, which allows you to enter Valoran territory and go to Limontanlu."

"But there is a price you need to pay!"

The scent of the candles wafted in the air. Lambert looked at Modrian with a cold expression in the dim light, and sighed slightly in his heart. What he was worried about happened after all. The mistakes made by his father, Rockefeller, need to come now. Taste also.

"So, what's the price we have to pay?"

"Don't worry, it's not life! I need you to come up with magic items of sufficient value!" Modrian said in a deep voice.

Friends and blood, interests and future, he must make a choice and shoulder the responsibility.

"Okay!" Lambert agreed immediately. He is also no longer the noble young master who once complained about his powerlessness. The collapse of Edalas City made him grow a lot, and it also made him understand that the Harriman family is no longer the one from Yinpine Province. One of the overlords.

Looking at Lambert unexpectedly, Modrian looked at Butler Atley. In his perception, there were subtle mental fluctuations. Is this communicating?

But it doesn't matter, since he agreed, then he is not afraid of the other party's repentance.

clap clap!

Modrian patted his hands lightly, and the small door on the side opened slightly.

Two Trofali Legionnaires came out with wooden trays. With well-trained steps, he stood firmly in front of Lambert, with two green potions placed on it.

"[Singed No. 1 Pharmacy], the effect is to get rid of the plague, I don't want the plague to spread to the territory." Modrian said in a deep voice. "Of course, this is not free, you need to pay some gold shields."

It's not that he doesn't want to extort magic items, but that after these refugees enter Valoran Territory, they will know that [Singed No. 1 Potion] is for sale, so he is very generous in this regard.

Hearing the sound, Lambert's pupils shrank, and he looked at Modrian in shock. In terms of effect, if the other party dares to put out the potion, then it definitely means that the potion is effective.

"I think they will be very interested and willing to pay the golden shield!" They refer to the servants and ordinary people who escaped with them, and the golden shield is very easy for the nobles.

Butler Atley, who was beside him, remained silent, and the horror under his lowered eyes told the wave of shock in his heart, not only the power of the Valoran Territory, but also the dangerous touch of the Bloodline Warlock during the close contact just now. His strong feedback.

The two soldiers in dark and heavy armor with wooden plates at least have the strength of a great knight, maybe even the top knight.

And in this pale conference room, there are 20 soldiers in the same armor style.

That's right, in his field of vision, such a top knight, who can make him feel a fatal threat, is actually an escort soldier!

Has the Valoran Territory grown to such a terrifying level? Butler Atley sighed slightly.

In the face of fate, the Harriman family chose the wrong path.

After the short meeting, Lambert and Butler Atley chose to leave, carrying [Singed No. 1 Potion]. Even if they believed in Modrian, the nobles who were fleeing were not necessarily so, so the experiment was Inevitably, as for who, it is easy to choose.

On the contrary, Baron Benny did not choose to leave, but stood quietly on one side with a slight hesitation in his expression.

Modrian looked at Uncle Benny in front of him, his handsome face was tired, and the once iron-blooded breath resurfaced, diluting his gentle and elegant temperament.

Now he is not the young aristocratic young master of the past. The last time he met, he saw that Uncle Benny has the blood of the forest elf, and only the life of the elf can allow Benny to keep the face in his memory.

Since he came to the northern part of the kingdom and came to Yinsong province.

Although Benny has always insisted on his so-called neutrality, this is not the case. Starting from the town of Owendale, Benny's secret help has never been less.

Only in recent years, the strength of Valoran Territory has been in a state of rapid expansion, and Benny has maintained true 'neutrality' after it has completely become the new top force in the northern part of the kingdom.

returning a Favour many times more. And these favors, Modrian has always kept his heart in mind.

"Uncle Benny, please sit!" Pointing to the wooden chair, Modrian said with a smile, his expression much gentler than before.

Looking around at the people in the pale conference room, Benny, as a professional archmage, clearly told the danger in the room with his trembling mental perception, bowed slightly respectfully, and his tone contained incomparable apology.

"Sorry, I didn't want to trouble you, but the situation forced me, and the long journey to escape, I finally chose to ask for your help."

Modrian motioned Baron Benny to sit down and arranged for the soldiers of the Trefary Legion to deliver tea, and said softly, "It doesn't matter, it's very easy for me." He didn't mention the help in the past, and some things can be kept in mind. .

"Did you choose to go to Limontanlu according to the letter? Or go to another place?"

The gentle words made Benny sink in his heart, and after thinking for a while, he said slowly: "There are some nobles behind me who hope to stay in Valoran Territory, if possible, they and the families behind them will serve the Valoran Territory. Contribute your strength."

In this sudden outbreak of plague, many middle and low-level nobles realized that there was a trace of abnormal atmosphere, especially the performance of Stoke Kingdom was chilling, and the city of Edalas was allowed to fall.

On the other hand, the performance of Valoran Territory was just the opposite. It was heard that the territory was quiet and peaceful, with no plagues and turmoil. In addition, as a new legendary force, it was indeed a good place for the middle and low-level nobles.

"The Valoran Territory welcomes them, as long as the order and laws of the Valoran Territory are abided by." Modrian said softly, unexpectedly, these middle and low-level nobles will bring fresh blood to the Valoran Territory. and decent economic power.

"So, you, Uncle Benny, what are your plans?" Looking at Baron Benny in front of him, he asked. "Sofia also mentioned you to me before, and you are welcome to visit Fort Dive."

"I think... You can also see my origin, a forest elf from the southern jungle." Benny lowered his head slightly, his tone desolate. "A failed fugitive."

"If you don't mind, I'd love to stay in Valoran Territory!" A bitter smile filled his face. He had been in Edalas City for nearly ten years, but he still couldn't get rid of his identity as a fugitive.

"I also have a forest army under my command. The number is small, but it is not bad. Most of them are elf shooters and a dozen forest mages..."

"Yes, I think Sophia will welcome so many like-minded partners!" Modrian agreed with a smile, and the wizard system of Valoran will be supplemented to some extent.

call! With a sigh of relief in his heart, Benny's expression gradually relaxed, as if he remembered something, and said in a low voice: "This time the fall of Edalas City is a bit sudden, and some things are foggy."

"I suspect it is an internal reason. The plague that broke out that night was not enough to directly destroy Edalas City." Recalling the bloody and frantic battle that night.

How could the irrational plague-infected so easily stir Edalas, who has many noble forces and extraordinary professionals, Benny always felt that something was wrong, but he subconsciously ignored it.

"You have to be careful, I have a hunch that the Gate of Sorrow may also... encounter a crisis..."

Unlike the city of Edalas, the Gate of Sorrows is a military fortress.

Surprisingly, many people in Edalas City were able to escape, but why, as the Gate of Sorrow, no news came out, and it seemed silent in the plague.

Da da! Da da!

The side door opened, and a Trefary Legionnaire trotted over, hurriedly reporting in front of Xin Zhao.

Immediately, Xin Zhao intervened in this reminiscence conversation, came to Modrian, and whispered: "The refugees from the camp want to enter Valoran Territory tonight, and have already begun to march towards the city gate."

"Well, let someone prepare the potion in advance." A good business can earn a shiny golden shield. Then Modrian looked at Baron Benny in front of him and invited him: "Let's go together, just so that your subordinates can enter the camp."

A fiery bonfire was burning on the hard wall, illuminating the dark night, and a team of crimson long dragons holding torches below was slowly approaching.

In a state of exhaustion, in a silent and quiet atmosphere, facing the Noxian soldiers lining the city wall, these people had no other thoughts and lined up in an orderly line.

At the front are the nobles in gorgeous clothes and the hereditary butlers of their respective families. For their own safety, even if they are not infected with the plague, they will spend a lot of gold shields to buy some medicines.

Further back are extraordinary professionals and noble servants, as well as evacuated legionnaires.

Modrian stood at the top of the wall, staring at the long line of dragons indifferently, but he was silently thinking about the doubts that Benny said.

The pervasive shadow and the unusual smell seem to indicate that the future strategy of Valoran Land will be somewhat unsustainable.

When all the refugees entered the camp, the light of dawn faintly lit up from the distant sky, and Modrian looked at the deep west with a very solemn expression.

[Ding....Temporary mission released! 】

[Temporary Mission: Peeping in the Darkness]

【Task time: 90 days】

[Quest Reward: Random Hero Card*1]

[Task introduction: The source of the plague has been eliminated, but the calamity has not disappeared. Be careful of prying eyes in the dark, and have eyes on Valoran! 】

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