League of Legends Invades Another World

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The blizzard in the hills was abrupt, and it seemed that he wanted to restore the snow-white world wrapped in silver, but he didn't want to, and it became more and more red and turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Angela gently brushed off the snowflakes above her head. I saw that the expression of pity slowly returned to plain and cold. She looked up at Modrian and said in a self-deprecating tone.

"Who would have thought that you, who used to be unknown in Perris Castle, would have such a big change. I was wrong, and the Jeffrey family was also wrong, so the Iron Thorns Cavalry Legion was defeated today."

"If it wasn't for your persecution, I wouldn't have gotten to where I am today." Modrian jumped off his warhorse, and the blood stained on the cyan sword dripped onto the snow, spreading a bright red route.

"Now, do I have the strength to know the original reason?" Modrian stood in front of Angela, staring quietly at those emerald-like blue eyes.

"Of course, Knight Modrian!"

Bending down slightly respectfully, Angela looked at Sion beside her, and the Knight Commander Darius who was staring silently not far away.

"In fact, the reason for everything comes from your father, Viscount Brooke."

"It is undeniable that Viscount Brooke's performance during the ten-year Great Patriotic War of the Stoke Kingdom is definitely a hero, but he is greedy, or he is too eager to become a blood noble."

"It just so happens that our Geoffrey family also needs such a meritorious general to stabilize the family's position in the northern part of the kingdom, so the marriage was born. The Geoffrey family married a noble girl and became the wife of Viscount Brooke at that time."

"The terms of the exchange between the two are very simple. The Geoffrey family helps Viscount Brooke to obtain the rights of hereditary nobles and become a new blood noble."

"And all Viscount Brooke had to do was to be a supporter of the Geoffreys, and to have Geoffrey's surname in the name of the first boy born."

"That's how your brother Kadir Jeffrey Perris got his name."

Angela paused, hoping to see a change in Modrian's calm face, but unfortunately, she was disappointed.

"Continue!" Modrian's face remained unchanged, and his indifferent eyes looked at Angela who was playing tricks in front of him at the moment.

"After the 10-year Great Patriotic War, Viscount Brooke seems to regret it a little bit. He wants to take back the promise he made to the Jeffrey family, and wants to become an imperial party and the lackey of that old guy." Angela continued.

"But how could our Jeffrey family give up, especially when we paid so much interest in the early stage."

"In order to ensure that Kadir can inherit the power of the Peris family, part of the Jeffrey family, including me, began to plan a secret conspiracy."

"And you, Modrian Perris, are the victim of this noble conspiracy, a poor man abandoned by the Perris family and targeted by the Jeffrey family."

"Only in the end, no one thought that you would hide so deeply and deceive everyone, or that Viscount Brooke made a higher chess move?"

After listening to Angela's words, Modrian stood in the snow, speechless for a long time, and the drifting snow fell on the black armor, accumulating thicker and thicker.

"Don't test me, I am who I am. When I left Perris Castle, I was no longer the second son of the Perris family."

"Is it gone? Just because of the inheritance of the hereditary viscount, are you doing everything you can to want me to disappear from the world?" Modrian asked Angela, as if he hoped to get more information from her, not these bullshit rubbish aristocratic conspiracy.

"No!" Angela frowned, she looked at Modrian, who was vaguely wrong at this time, and there was a kind of unease and danger spreading in her heart.

"According to the regulations of the noble council, I, Angela Françoise Geoffrey, have the right to redeem myself, and I am willing to sign a noble contract for this."

"Modrian, I am the first-in-line heir to the Jeffrey family, the future Grand Duke of the North, and the ransom I have received......"

Hahahahaha!

Ha ha ha ha!

Hahaha!

Ha ha!

Modrian suddenly laughed, laughing wildly, and when his emotions were out of control, cold tears spilled, making him look particularly funny and pitiful at this time.

Looking back on the more than two months that he passed through, from Perris Castle, to the town of Erwendale, and then to the Fort of Dwarves, he was begging for a living space like a stray dog.

But it couldn't resist the other party's words, this is just a conspiracy between nobles, you are an abandoned person, and you should bear these things as you should.

"Yes, the outcast!" Modrian wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and silently strengthened his philosophy in his heart.

So, all I do now is to smack the cheeks of anyone who wants to see a joke, because I survived and won the war.

Modrian looked at Darius, at Sion, at Trifali Legionnaires, at War Mason, at Noxian Expedition Cavalry, at Noxian Imperial Cavalry.

Nobles are really a disgusting class. Although he has benefited a lot from it, it does not prevent him from resisting it so much now.

Very contradictory psychology, but there is a real existence.

Clang!

Holding the cyan great sword in his hand, Modrian gently cut through his left palm, and a little bit of red blood flowed in the sword groove and merged with the sword body.

"I set you free!"

Click!

The blue sword light flashed by!

"After you die!"

Gollum!

Angela's beautiful head rolled in the snow on the hills, and the blood was sprayed with red snowflakes. An unbelievable expression remained on that pure and beautiful face, and the shock and fear had not yet dissipated in the blue eyes. .

"Daraus, Sion, let's go, back to Fort Dive!"

Modrian took one last look at the bloody hill, ignoring the hidden sentries, and waved the remaining Noxian soldiers away.

The roar of hooves sounded, taking away the mourning and the corpses of companions, as well as the spoils of victory.

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Aaronther Hills, the edge of the hill battlefield.

It was not until the figure of the black cavalry was no longer visible that the hidden sentries appeared one after another, accompanied by seven or eight spell energy fluctuations, and they wanted to pass the news here to their respective forces as soon as possible.

The new knight commander!

The first in line to the Jeffrey family dies!

These are all news that can change the situation in the northern part of the kingdom, especially when the two happen together, it is more likely to change many uncertain factors and situations.

After the news was passed, these sentries came to the edge of the bloody battlefield without interfering with each other, carefully observed the battle marks, and estimated the approximate strength of the black cavalry.

It is precisely because of this that these sentries showed a look of horror, and another cavalry no less than the iron thorns appeared, even more powerful.

The weather in the northern part of the Stoke Kingdom is about to change!

This is the consensus of the sentries.

The Ironthorn Cavalry Legion, a symbol of the glory of the Geoffrey family, failed here, and so completely.

So what should the Jeffrey family, the top nobles in the north, do next?

Perhaps not only the Geoffrey family, but also the nobles in the northern part of the kingdom could not stay out of the whirlpool. There were rumors that His Majesty the King of Stoke Kingdom was seriously ill.

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ps1: The first volume is over, ready to start the second volume.

ps2: It's only one update today, I can't stand it anymore, there will be two updates tomorrow, otherwise I will eat shit!

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