League of Legends Invades Another World

In the living room, Horace saw Kevin sitting quietly, the first heir chosen by the Dale family after him. .o "What's the matter? Came to find me in Lafargue?"

Signaling the butler to bring the tea, Horace sat in the main seat and laughed softly, his eyes swept over Kevin and landed on the figure in the black cloak behind him.

Some are familiar and seem to have seen it before.

"Huh?" Horace's expression changed slightly, and inexplicable life energy fluctuations emerged in his perception, inherited from the flame breathing method of the Dale family, and that breath...

"Come down, there is no need to serve here."

Horace turned to look at the standing butler, and whispered an order. With a change in his heart, he continued to arrange with some anxiety: "Arrange guards around, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone to approach."

"Yes, my lord." The housekeeper bowed slightly and stepped back.

When the footsteps disappeared, the living room was filled with silence for three to five seconds.

"Father, how did you leave Limontanlu and come to Valoran Territory?" Horace stood up and saluted the cloak figure, his face full of doubts.

Recently, he has also heard about the sudden changes in Limontanlu.

The sudden disappearance of the Violet Mage Tower and the Valante royal family has caused chaos within the kingdom, and the powerful strength of the Valoran Territory not long ago has made all forces feel jealous.

Including many great nobles in Limontan Lune. .o The black cloak was lifted, revealing the figure of Gardner. The head of the Dale family looked rather rushed. As the minister of finance of the kingdom, he would hide his trail and come to Valoran Territory.

"Can I contact Baron Modrian? I need to meet him as soon as possible." Gardner said in a deep voice, his tone was short, he didn't pay attention to the details, and now it was a race against time.

"Best in a day or two, I'll be waiting in the territory."

Hearing this, Horace opened his eyes slightly and looked at Gardner in surprise: "I can only do my best, Lord Lord seems to have something urgent recently, and the affairs of the territory are handled by Lord Swain."

"Swain?" Gardner looked slightly stunned. Obviously, he knew about Swain's existence. After pondering for a while, he said in a condensed voice, "Then arrange for me to meet with Lord Swain."

Seeing the doubts in Horace's heart, Kevin beside him explained: "The recent situation in the kingdom is not very good, and the family needs to rely on external forces."

"The situation is so bad?" Horace looked solemn.

As the hereditary marquis of the Stoke Kingdom, the Daller family has inherited nearly a thousand years of blood nobles, but now he is looking for external help. He is somewhat unbelievable.

"Maybe, maybe even worse than you think."

Kevin shrugged his shoulders, as if recalling something, with a faint expression on his face.

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The city of Iwendale, the residence of the Ballas Merchant Corps, the room where Philan lives. .o Snow-white animal furs lay on the ground, the red fireplace emits bursts of heat, and the air is filled with the sweet smell of elk.

"I thought you would come a few days later." Fei Lan took out a jar of round glass cups from under the tea table, and fiddled with a few solid-color lotus pieces.

Gurgling! Gurgling!

The hot water is poured into the teacup, the faint fragrance floats in the nose, and a little white mist rises.

"Try it, this is a tribute from the palace, and it has the effect of nourishing the soul and meditating." Feilan looked at Modrian across the tea table and said with a smile, with a relaxed expression.

Gollum!

After taking a sip, Modrian smacked his lips and said comfortably: "It tastes good, is there any more? Bring me some back."

.....╮(╯▽╰)╭.....

"It can be seen that your mood is a little urgent." Feilan looked at the guy in front of him helplessly, took out a few jars from the space ring and threw them to him.

"I know your intention, and I also asked my father for instructions earlier."

"I can promise you that the Southern Army of the Empire will not attack the Gate of Sorrow, but there are preconditions."

Modrian's expression was indifferent, but there were ripples in his heart. Sure enough, the Ballas family had received the news that the kingdom of Bethlik and the kingdom of Stoke were at war.

And also guessed the next strategic layout of Valoran Land.

"What conditions?" Modrian said in a deep voice. Since the other party knew his intentions, he might as well get straight to the point and talk about the conditions.

"Don't worry, it's about me." Feilan said with a soft smile, a faint blue light flashing in his eyes.

"The Ice and Snow Temple, every ten years, there will be a challenge opportunity for the Templars to challenge the Holy Son."

"Next year is the next challenge opportunity, and I hope to get your help."

Modrian did not agree immediately, but looked at Feilan, waiting for his next sentence.

This is not a simple matter. It involves the temple, which means that there will be gods behind it.

Valoranland has just slaughtered the God of Abomination of Plague. Although it is a god with weak divine power, it is still a god. It is inevitable that there will be no additional incidents when they go to the Alan Faluo Empire so rashly.

"Don't be so careful." Feilan was quite helpless, and finally explained. "This is a matter of the Ballas family, and it will never involve Valoran." After that, he handed out a letter.

"It's about the Templar challenge."

"No matter what time, if there is a reply, you can send a letter to the resident of the business group."

Modrian took the letter and received it together with several jars of round glass cups.

The space ring, jokingly said, "Even after I've dealt with things, it's okay?"

"Of course." Feilan nodded silently, and immediately smiled. "With our friendship, I believe you will help me."

"Friendship? Bullshit friendship." Modrian said cursingly, getting up and leaving.

In terms of friendship, the relationship between Valoran and Wales is also much better than that of Phelan. At least Wales has 'contributed' a lot of resources to the development of Valoran.

Walking out of the Barrass Merchant Corps station, Modrian looked up at the sun hanging in the gray sky and stretched his body gently.

"Hey, the Temple of Ice and Snow, the God of Ice and Snow Storm, according to the information obtained, at least it is a great god with weaker divine power or above."

"I hope that the so-called Templar challenge opportunity will not attract the attention of the gods."

Aware of the gaze behind him, he waved his hand and stepped into the crowded crowd of people in Iwendale City.

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On the bustling streets, Modrian walked and walked, feeling the changes in the scene brought about by the rapid development of the city of Iwendale.

Every street is filled with a dazzling array of shops, and occasionally there are shops opened by human-like intelligent beings. In a trance, he seems to see a little shadow of the city of Edalas, but now it is more prosperous.

"There is news from Horace that Marquis Gardner has arrived at the territory and hopes to meet you." The sun shone on Modrian, pulling a shadow on the ground, twisting and undulating slightly.

"Reply to him and let Marquis Gardner go to Fort Dervo tonight."

Modrian whispered, advancing in front of the crowd, gradually blending into it and disappearing.

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