League of Legends Invades Another World

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Rakstark Fortress, the main fort study. .

After relaxing his body and mind, Modrian returned to his room, looked at the mountain of letterheads on the desk, shook his head helplessly, turned to Xin Zhao and said, "Bring me a pot of hot tea, it seems that I won't be able to rest tonight."

"Okay." With a smile on his face, Xin Zhao bowed slightly and stepped back, leaving the study.

Sitting behind the desk, Modrian stretched his body, looked carefully at the piled up letterheads, and noticed a letterhead with a red axe on the top.

"It's Delevingne's letterhead, what's the matter with this guy?" He was puzzled, and he directly reached out and picked up the letterhead and opened it gently.

The content of the letter is very simple. Draven hopes to hold a unique execution show in the town of Irvingale, oh, it should be called the city of Irvingdale now, to show the penalty law that exists in the Valoran Territory.

Seeing this, Modrian put down the letterhead, rubbed his brows lightly, and looked at the red axe sign. He doubted whether he had done something wrong.

He just arranged for Draven to be in charge of the prison system in Valoran Territory. This was the right that was previously divided into various towns in Valoran Territory. Now it has been taken back into the territory system and Draven is in charge.

It's just this guy who brought his Noxian theatrical talents to Valoran, and a desire to share Draven's name with the world. .

Modrian was a little hesitant. He shouldn't have suppressed the character of every hero, but the bloody execution performance that Draven was going to do was too shocking for normal people, so Noxians would like it very much, I don't know. Can this world accept such brutal and crazy performances?

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The slight knock on the door awakened Modrian's thoughts, recalling his previous order, and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and Xin Zhao walked into the study with an exquisite teapot, put it on the side of the desk, and stood still.

"Have you heard about Draven's recent actions?" Modrian poured himself a cup of tea, and the heat like a white mist filled his face, covering his face.

"Some news, Draven seems to want to change the old and boring way of execution and bring his crazy performance in Noxus." Xin Zhao said softly, a flash of memory appeared in his calm eyes, that It is the memory of once as a liquidator in the arena.

"According to Shadow Stream's information, Draven and Sigrid got close, perhaps seeking help from experience."

Gulu Modrian took a sip of the hot tea, and when he heard Xin Zhao's words, his eyes narrowed. Sigrid remembered that his follower was in control of a relatively well-known arena in Limontanlu, so it seems that Draven was not aimless, but was really prepared. .

Staring at the contents of the letter in front of him, Modrian tapped lightly on the table with his right hand. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, which seemed to be feasible, especially since many forces have been surrounding the Valoran collar recently, so why not gather together? Hold a banquet-like event.

And there is some possibility of deterring those guys.

The more Modrian thought about it, the more reasonable it became. Draven's proposal could be considered, but before that, he needed to discuss it with others, because once it was held, there might be many forces that would attract Valoran Territory.

He turned his head to look at the shadow of the study and said, "Notify Swain, Galen, Darius, and Ashe to come to the fort and discuss something." Looking at the night outside the window, he hesitated and asked, "Dreaus. Is he at Sorrow's Gate or Edalas City?"

"Gate of Sorrow." Zed emerged from the shadows and replied, "I'm discussing some things with His Majesty Swain, about the province of Blackwood and the Kingdom of Bethlik."

"Well, let them know as soon as possible, it's best to come over tonight." Modrian nodded, it is very convenient to have Noxtora's existence, and the matter tonight is not only to discuss Delevingne's request, but also some others.

"Xin Zhao, Your Majesty Ivern hasn't left yet."

"Still around the fortress." Xin Zhao seemed to understand a little, straightened his body, and said firmly.

"Then go and open the secret room, you need to use it tonight."

"Yes"

Watching the figures of Xin Zhao and Jie leave the study, Modrian continued to drink his tea with a calm expression. The fall of the gods from the Gate of Sorrow made the Valoran Territory in the next period of time in a period of considerable attention, and there were countless eyes in the dark. Watching all kinds of things in the territory.

Even Laxstark Fortress had many spies sneaking in, causing a lot of bloody killings. As a result, the loot he harvested was tucked away, waiting for the right moment.

Picking up the many letterheads on the table, Modrian began to deal with the affairs of the territory, the request for the Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Power, the movements of the nobles in the territory, the trade activities and income of the territory, the logistics of the territory, etc., many affairs need He handles.

This has been screened. After all, the area controlled by the Valoran Territory is gradually expanding, and there are various intertwined power networks, many of which are related to trade within the territory. In addition, more and more people in the territory need to pay attention to their lives.

Sometimes, he will miss the leisurely life in the memory of past and present life, but it is an occasional thought, and now he is also beginning to enjoy a full life, a life that can see the future and goals.

Perhaps one day, he will be able to fulfill his original dream of traveling all over the continent of Kaladimos.

The night is getting darker, the devil

French lights flicker.

Modrian leaned over the writing desk and handled the letterheads that were passed on from the territory. He would carefully read each letterhead, or agree, or reject, or leave a pen to leave a message.

Shadows emerged, slightly obscuring the scattered lights.

Modrian's face changed. After processing the letterhead in his hand, he asked, "Are you ready?" After that, he got up, stretched his arms, and moved his head.

"It's all set, and we're waiting in the discussion hall." Jie replied aloud.

"No, go directly to the secret room, you can talk while walking, it's not too important anyway." Modrian smiled lightly, looking at Zed at the moment, and sensing a change in his breath. "What's the catch?"

Jie Moran followed behind Modrian, and the red eyes behind the visor swayed slightly, "Not bad, the shadows of this world seem to have the same effect as the shadows I have mastered, and I'm still exploring the subtle changes. "

"But I have seen the looming legendary road, and maybe I can cross the scorpion in the near future."

"Very good." Modrian said sincerely, Zed was also a hero who was summoned in the early days. Under his command, he has been working in intelligence, responsible for infiltration and anti-lurking, and strangling many spies who peeped at Valoran Territory.

"I look forward to the re-blooming of Shadow Stream"

in a brighter way.

The last sentence, Modrian did not say it, but kept it in his heart, which was his expectation.

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