League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 179

Nitya Alchemy Shop!

Saiweyara Dim Sum Shop!

Shark's Tavern!

Shops and roads hidden in the depths of memory that have never been forgotten came closer to the field of vision. Horace raised his head slightly, not wanting cold tears to drip, these are the places he has traveled.

"Four years, March, and five days, I always remember the time, just don't want these memories to fade in my mind."

"Now, I set foot on this land again!"

The prosperous scene flooded the city, and Modrian was walking on the road with a war horse, like a stunned green from the countryside, he was so curious about everything.

On the wide street, a merchant caravan drove the tauren slaves to transport goods, and they were surrounded by guard-faced mercenaries; occasionally, from the shops on both sides, small and active goblins were seen wearing gorgeous robes. Directs the hired human waiters and attracts many new guests and tourists into the city.

This is a scene that has never been seen in the northern part of the kingdom. Even in the most prosperous city of Adalas, there has never been such a harmonious and friendly scene. (The limitations of the city of Edaras and the neighboring war fortress prevent most foreign merchants from setting their business sights there.)

It is not just the trade merchant's own strength and ethnic influence, but also the fear and fear of war. A sudden outbreak of war will cause most merchants to suffer heavy losses and even ruin their families.

The Ten-Year Patriotic War that broke out once left many **** lessons, telling businessmen who chase profits to stay away from the war. (This is aimed at most middle and lower-level businessmen, not the real top businessmen who made war fortune.)

"Any suggestions? Are we going to live in the house arranged by the Noble Council, or choose another place?" Modrian retracted his gaze and asked Horace, who was slightly fascinated behind him, whose accidental emotions made him a little curious.

At that time, as the mediocre young master of the Perris family, he had only heard a few words about Horace in the remote part of the party. Most of them did not know the truth or whether they were right or wrong.

However, just seeing that incident spread throughout the Kingdom of Stoke, you know how sensational what happened at that time.

"It is recommended to reject the arrangement of the noble council." Horace eased his emotions slightly and said softly. "Every time a noble council is convened, it will become the center of sight, full of sentinels from every force. This is not conducive to our plan."

After calming down, Horace returned to his original cold appearance. He had undergone elite education, and his experience of growing up in the royal capital made him know that this great city has ruined countless proud and talented geniuses.

Turning his head slightly to look around the soldiers of the Trefary Legion and Dreyus, Horace continued: "Under the dazzling spotlight, we may expose our strength in advance."

It's not that the place arranged by the noble council is not good, but there are certain restrictions. As a noble, you must maintain the etiquette and humility of the noble at any time and place, and you must also undergo the observation and scrutiny of countless sentinels every day.

This is the council of nobles to prevent local lords from causing trouble in this prosperous city. In the past, many powerful lords caused great things.

Use force?

Sorry, how does an outsider compare to those local snakes? This is the center of the Stoker Kingdom, not its own territory. You have to learn to get used to the rules and clear laws here.

It is also because of various inconveniences. Except for some court nobles, most of the meritorious and powerful nobles do not like to be restrained by others, so the places provided by the noble council are always deserted.

Modrian nodded lightly, and his cold gaze swept across several places in the street at this time, where some people were blatantly observing them.

"Ha, it's really interesting. The signs of chaos have emerged before Your Majesty the Kingdom has fallen. Is this deliberate or is it incapable?"

Before coming, he had predicted the terrible situation in Limontanlu, but he did not expect that it would be worse than imagined. This ancient and majestic city would usher in some kind of change that is indescribable.

"Then the accommodation provided by Earl Harriman and the Great Prince needs to be given up?" Modrian didn't care about the little ones. He now has to adapt to his current identity. An invited baron lord, at least not familiar with it. Before the environment, you can disguise yourself appropriately.

"I think adults already have an idea in their heart." Horace replied. "If I can be trusted, I have a friend who can provide us with a place to stay."

Modrian turned his head and looked at Horace with a drooping face, and said with a smile: "From the moment you choose to follow me, you are an indispensable member of the Valoran collar. I will always stand. Behind you, I believe every word you say."

In the bustling streets, the atmosphere of silence gradually permeated. Compared with the crowds outside, there are some different changes here.

"Horace will always follow the adults."

The low voice was responding to Modrian, and also promising that Horace, who returned to Limontanlu, began to let go of his inner shackles, and his final destiny would be here.

Cecil Arena, located in the southwest corner of Limontanlu, is a place extremely popular with civilians and nobles.

Because it is located at the junction of a slum and a prosperous area, it is filled with all kinds of strangers all the year round. There are some bloodthirsty soldiers and combative mercenaries. Of course, more are civilians with crazy looks. Under the fight, It is a very popular gambling, a gambling about life.

The golden shield, blood, beauty, and desire make Cecil Arena one of the iconic buildings under the dark side of Limen Tanlu.

The steel battle axe stands on the square of the arena, with blood-like rust dotted on the gray base. Along the square road, there are dozens of sculptures standing, either warriors, archers, or knights, and ferocious. Monsters.

The gate of the arena is guarded by 8 guards wearing armor and holding weapons. They look coldly at the flow of people coming and going. Most of them are simple civilians and occasionally merchants with gorgeous clothes.

Shattering!

The vocal Cecil Arena suddenly rang out a huge noise, followed by crazy curses ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and there were bursts of smashing, and immediately a large number of red eyes and mouths were screaming. The civilians were driven out by mercenaries who were waiting for them.

Even in the face of sharp weapons, these long-lost civilian gamblers are not afraid. In their eyes, there is only the color of the golden shield, and everything else is nothing.

"A bunch of scum, if it weren't for a special time, I would have arranged for someone to kill them." At the top floor window of Cecil Arena, a young man in a refined black dress looked down at the chaos below and confided. Bloody words.

Those scum hasn't hit the mercenary array for a long time, making the black dress youth lose the desire to watch. It seems that Cecil's reputation is still very useful recently, and then turned to look at the steward next to him and asked.

"Are there any guys who will attend tonight's banquet?"

"Sorry, the few you specially invited refused to attend, but some foreign aristocratic forces came in after hearing the news and tried their best to get in." The butler had already prepared, and summarized some worthy names for the party in detail.

"It's all small characters, don't pay attention to them." The young man in black dress lightly touched the armrest of the table and chair. "But those few declined the invitation. Did something unexpected happen?"

"The Jeffrey family, the Harriman family, the Arnold family, and..." the young man in black dress hesitated and finally said. "Anything in the Dal family?"

"Sorry, master, our intelligence agent did not collect any accidents, or it may be in a special period, everyone pays attention to it..."

Boom boom boom!

The sudden sound of a knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two. The young man in black dress frowned slightly, his cruel expression flashed away, and he signaled the housekeeper to open the door.

Chapter end

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