League of Legends Invades Another World

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The towering blue city wall is sleeping like a giant beast, and the continuous drizzle obscures the vision of the night, and it is endless.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

In the bedroom of the main castle of Fort Dive, an empty golden magic lamp shone brightly, and the pure white quill tip rubbed against the document, making a slight rustling sound.

The breeze blows, shadows flicker.

If Modrian felt anything, he put down the quill in his hand and looked to the right side of the desk. Zed's figure was already standing, hidden in the shadows, and bowed his hands respectfully.

"How does it feel?" Modrian asked, not asking if things worked out.

In his opinion, just the peeps, and the power of the Oak Tavern could not stop the Shadow Stream's raid, perhaps not even qualified as an enemy, and could only be regarded as a simple killing.

"Very weak."

The low and hoarse voice sounded, and the tone was full of indifference, and there was no trace of Zhai's emotions.

Modrian smiled when he heard the words, stood up, walked to the balcony of the bedroom, and quietly looked at Fort Dive, which belonged to his own territory. The fertile farms and the expanded barracks had already occupied half of the mountainside, and it was almost impossible to see him. Surplus space left.

The bluestone roads connecting all directions can be seen everywhere with Noxus Imperial cavalry galloping on their horses. The dark figures smash through the pattering rain curtain, and their calm aura shows the color of elites.

Turning his head slightly, Modrian stared at the area on the left of Fort Dive. He used all the farm cards he had just acquired. The emerald green rice dotted the desolate mountainside, waiting for the autumn harvest.

"There will be enough enemies, and the glory of the shadow stream will bloom again here." Modrian stretched out his hands and stretched out the balcony, feeling the cold rain.

It's time to complete the task of the system, the tired body yearns for the unknown challenge, instead of staying in the library, staying in the territory, and enjoying the luxurious life of the nobles.

As dawn came, an orange-red light tore through the gloomy and gray sky, reflecting the drizzle, revealing psychedelic colors.

"Lord Modrian, breakfast is ready." Klan's voice came from outside the bedroom door.

At the table, Modrian savoured the familiar breakfast of vegetable soup, white bread and wild boar jerky.

Although it was not as delicate and delicious as the food at Harriman Castle, he still ate it happily. During this time he was away, he felt that he missed everything in the Castle of Deva, and only here can he feel at ease and familiar with it.

"How is the exploration of concentrated iron ore veins?" Modrian picked up the clean napkin beside the dining table, wiped his mouth, and asked casually.

If nothing else, this concentrated iron ore vein that has just been excavated will become an important source of income for the future development of Fort Devo.

This is no less than the gold shield he has stored now, and even in the long run, it far exceeds the meaning of the golden shield.

Iron ore concentrates represent weapons and equipment. For Modrian, because of the existence of the system, he despises ordinary equipment made of iron ore.

But for some nobles and local forces, iron ore concentrate is very attractive, otherwise there would not be so many people hoping that Modrian would die on the way home.

Now, he will take good care of this concentrated iron ore vein and use it to open up the situation of Stoke Kingdom. It is more likely that the future construction of the territory will also be settled accordingly.

Crane habitually opened the notepad he carried with him, searched for the recorded things from the dense text, and said, "The iron ore concentrate is in good condition. According to experience, it contains a lot of ore."

"However, news came yesterday that the Noxian soldiers in charge of guarding the mines found a passage inside, possibly leading to the Laxstark fortress."

Modrian's movement of wiping his mouth stagnated slightly, and then returned to normal. Originally, he was still thinking about how to complete the task issued by the system, but he didn't expect to have a pillow when he fell asleep.

"Not bad," Modrian said admiringly, then asked Crane another thing. "Is everyone here?"

"Everyone has arrived and is waiting for the adults in the discussion hall." Crane put away the notepad and said respectfully.

"Well, let's go down then."

Modrian walked down the stairs and came to the conference hall in the main castle. There were already many people sitting at the small conference table. Today's internal meeting was notified in advance before he came back.

Perhaps he began to adapt to the role of his lord, and some things began to be arranged early instead of making decisions temporarily.

As before, on the left side of the square table, Darius, Sion and Wassman are sitting in order.

However, there was a change on the right side. Crane stopped taking his seat and stood quietly on the left side of Modrian, with a notepad in his hand, ready to record some meeting content.

Because of this, there are only two people sitting on the right side, Gregory and Bobby.

But everyone didn't care about these, but put their eyes on Modrian's right hand, like a robbery hidden in the shadows.

The unfamiliar and familiar feeling, mixed with a mysterious atmosphere, made Zie stand there, looming and dazed, as if completely hidden in the shadow of Modrian.

Looking at it carefully, it brought a feeling of panic that swallowed everything.

Face the shadows, face death.

Next, except for Darius, Sion, and Poppy, the rest dared not set their sights on Zed. They were familiar with it, just because they were also from Valoran, and the class gap existed like a chasm.

"This you

You should be familiar with it, Zed, Lord of Shadow Streams. "Modrian turned his head slightly, looking at Darius and the others.

According to some information, although Darius and Sion did not participate in the war of invading Ionia, it did not prevent them from knowing Zed's reputation.

After all, representing the future of Shadow Stream, Kayn came from the Noxian Empire.

"I know his name, a strong ninja!" Poppy said excitedly, with an interesting look in his purple eyes, well, for her, there is another hero who can challenge.

As for Darius and Sion, they nodded slightly to Zed hidden in the shadows, but didn't say much.

In fact, from the current scene, we can see some situations in the future. As there are more and more heroes under Modrian, there will be various situations of small groups depending on the forces they belong to, or their close and distant relationships.

But for now, the Noxian Empire still dominates.

There are not many ways to do this. Whoever made the heroes, troops and buildings given by the system in the early stage came from the Noxus Empire.

"The theme of today's meeting is Lakstark Fortress..." Modrian looked around at the people around him, and said word by word.

"And, completely establish the bloody reputation of Fort Dive."

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