League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 243

Perhaps today's good things are so lively. After the silence, the Perris Pavilion once again ushered in a gradual team. The early morning glow was reflected in the dark armor, and there was a sense of solemnity.

and many more? Armor?

The four Scarlet Shield Legion soldiers who were in charge of guarding the Perris Hall looked dignified, looking at the ordinary cavalry team coming in the distance, an inexplicable tremor rose in their hearts, as if a deadly danger was approaching.

"Forbidden to march, this is the Perris Pavilion. Who are you?" A soldier of the Scarlet Shield Legion headed up a few steps forward, standing on the bluestone street, and asked in a deep voice, this is his duty. escape.

Of course, on this premise, he had already thought about it in his heart. Although the prosperity of Limon Tanlu had reappeared, the martial law in the dark had ended. He believed that no one would dare to act wantonly at this time.

"Is it here? Perris Pavilion!"

Modrian grabbed the reins with both hands, slowed down, and looked at the elegant and exquisite building in front of him. The wicker of the partition wall showed a hint of green, which was quite similar to the style of the mansion where Benny lived in the city of Edalas.

The traces of spell fluctuations that he felt when the dark gem was broken were inside the building in front of him, and on the way forward, the Dal family sent intelligence information in time.

"Marriage between nobles." Modrian's eyes were gloomy. The Dalla family deserved to be one of the most prestigious ancient families in the Stoke Kingdom. He was shocked by the eyesight that he had when he left. It seems a little stingy.

Without paying attention to the guards in front of the door, Modrian got off his horse and moved forward. The sound of friction between the armors made the four Scarlet Shield Legion soldiers clenched the sharp blades in their hands and locked their eyes tightly on the dark armored figure.

Before they could continue to make a sound, wisps of shadow spread under their feet, and the dagger glowing with cold light was placed on the neck, and the cold chill stung the skin.

"Damn it, it's the Shadow Assassin." The four Scarlet Shield soldiers stopped suddenly, their faces were slightly pale, they did not dare to move, their hearts of defense retreated, and their desire for life occupied their hearts.

Crunch!

The red-blooded red wooden door was opened again, and the cool greenery blew over Modrian's face, and the soldiers of the Cifali Legion behind him filed in, and Delius also followed Modrian's figure into the annex.

Stepping into the corridor, the emerald branches on both sides danced gently, gathering the leftovers of night dew. The blossoming bright flowers decorate the grass covered with a layer of clay, and the soft ground has another fun.

Crossing the corner, Modrian saw Sophia at the end of the corridor sending a signal. At this time, there was a trace of disgust on that cold face, and the emerald green magic barrier prevented the noble youth in front of him from approaching.

"Heh, a very familiar scene, am I going to be a villain?" Modrian saw this scene and thought in amazement, without hesitation, and quickly moved forward.

Snapped!

A crisp voice sounded, and Meredith's head was held in his white and thick palms, and black hair emerged from his fingers. Modrian pulled the **** back with a slight force.

"Follow the promise, Sister Sophia!" Modrian shrugged slightly and looked at Sophia in front of him. His long blond hair half-hidden her beautiful face, still so cold, but with a grumpy temper that didn't match her appearance.

Sophia opened her mouth when she heard the words, but didn't know what to say. The relentless time took away the memories of the past, and the strangeness stood up between the two like a wall, making people helpless.

"Do you want to refuse marriage?" Modrian didn't care when he saw this. After the last meeting, he was destined to be cruel and helpless. The deep inner memory of the past has changed after a long time without contact. It becomes more and more unfamiliar, and maybe one day they will become strange and familiar people, but when they meet, they can only nod each other.

"I just don't want to be a victim." Sophia pursed her lips lightly, her cold face with a hint of disgust. The experience of the Violet Mage Tower made her hate Meredith, a notorious playboy, but The background behind the other party made her feel jealous.

"He is the second son of the Duke of Dhakama. If... if you can't refuse the marriage, I hope I can leave Limuntanlu. It doesn't matter where I go."

"Ha, escape from marriage!?" Modrian glanced at Sophia in surprise. He didn't expect that the nominal sister in front of him had such a strong personality, and she seemed to be prepared.

"No, I think the Arnold family will be happy to dissolve this marriage. After all, the wedding has not been held, and the engagement has not been completed." Modrian looked down and looked at Meredith in his hands. He was confident, Dacama. The Duke should have received some information, after all, here in Limontanlu, the Arnold family could not ignore the previous disputes.

"Do you agree?"

"Fuck your female horse, Modrian, don't think that the Dal family is so arrogant with you standing behind? Horace is just an outcast." The messy black hair was scattered randomly, and Meredith's face was overcast. Said viciously.

"Today I will keep you from getting out..."

Snapped!

Modrian stretched out his right hand and slapped Meredith's face heavily. Looking at the angry and sulky face, he felt the blood in his body warming slightly. Is it the evil taste at work?

No, just want to vent, just want to be beaten happily.

"It seems that you didn't help me bring a word to Lord Dakama last time, otherwise you shouldn't have spoken like this today."

"Come, tell me, you don't want to marry the Perris family!" Modrian looked down at Meredith, whose face was flushing and struggling at the moment, and kindly reminded him.

"Slot, I won't give up this marriage, wait, I want you to watch..."

Snapped!

Another slap slapped Meredith's face heavily, and a clearly visible red mark appeared on the vain face.

"No, you don't want to, tell me." Modrian said persistently, even if there was a scorching angry gaze staring at him behind him, but he didn't want to care who it was, Delius would stop him from all unexpected situations for him. .

"Fuck, I want you to die..."

Snapped!

"No, you don't want to, tell me."

"I will not give up......"

Snapped!

"No, you don't want to, tell me."

"Um...por..."

Snapped!

"No, you don't want to, tell me."

"Um...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

"Don't fight anymore, Meredith may want to say that he doesn't want to..." Sophia said unbearably. At this moment, Meredith's face still has the gentle smile of the previous meeting, full of her face. The red mark and the bloodstains set off the look of prayer, which is pitiful and sad.

"Oh, isn't it?" Modrian frowned and shook his palms too hard and a little painful.

Looking down at Meredith, who was tearful in his hands, he dropped it on the ground, then sorted his clothes and walked to the main hall.

Delius just turned his body slightly to reveal the blocked people in the main hall. Various expressions such as horror, anger, helplessness, schadenfreude, etc. appeared on the faces of the nobles, which had a lot of meaning in life.

Ignoring the familiar and unfamiliar middle-aged nobleman, Modrian stood gently in front of the burly old man, the majestic pressure was like a mountain adding him, he said nonchalantly: "Duke Dhakama, I am glad to see you."

At this time, the burly old man in a formal dress half-squinted his eyes, and his deep pupils were extremely calm, without a trace of emotion.

"It's an honor to see you, Baron Modrian. Your Majesty Guy wants to invite you to Saint Bernard's Palace in the near future."

"You have heard the words just now. The noble son doesn't seem to want this marriage, so let's fulfill him." Modrian shrugged and said sincerely. If you don't care about the blood on his hands, it is indeed very sincere.

"Limon Tanlu is very prosperous, it is safe here, and some people who break the rules may be very unwelcome." Dakama Duke continued to say alone, but the majestic momentum seemed to be turbulent and unstoppable.

"Then I will take Sophia and leave, hoping Meredith can find a better marriage partner in the future." Modrian said with a smile, then turned and left, leaving behind a group of stunned nobles.

It seems that Modrian and Dhakama's conversation topics have nothing to do with each other, but they are confronted with each other.

Dhakama is very powerful. His words sometimes represent His Majesty Gay who was crowned the throne, and sometimes use the upper-class nobles of Limontanlu to oppress. Unfortunately, Modrian does not follow this set.

His relationship with His Majesty Guy ended as early as when he came to Limon Tanlu. As for the upper-class nobles, sorry, he will return to the northern part of the kingdom and return to Valoran. He does not believe that those shrewd upper-class nobles only know how to He rashly offended him for ruining a marriage.

And when he was talking with Dhakama, other noble forces could catch a glimpse of it without intervening.

As for Brooke Perris, the Scarlet Viscount, Modrian didn't look at it from beginning to end. After leaving Perris Castle and executing Kadir, it meant that they would have no intersection in the future.

Seeing Modrian leaving so calmly, the Duke of Dacama opened his eyes slightly, and wanted to step forward, but did not want Dreyus to move to stop him, and the black cutter made a joyous trembling sound.

In the gentle morning sun, the Duke of Dhakama could not feel the slightest warmth. The biting cold soaked his skin and pierced his soul. Not only the tall figure in front of him, but also the soldiers standing in the corridor, he finally sighed in his heart. In one breath~www.mtlnovel.com~ give up the so-called noble face.

Sure enough, as His Majesty Gay said, Baron Modrian is not easy, so is the undercurrent over? The Duke of Dacama didn't know, but from the perspective of Perris Pavilion today, everything seemed to be heading in an unknown direction.

"It's time to go, Sister Sophia!" Modrian returned to the original place, looked at Sophia who was a little dazed in front of him, said softly, and called her back from the immersed world.

"Okay!" Sophia's face turned red when she heard the words, then she looked back and saw that her father was looking at her, helplessly mixed with blessings. From now on, the family's obligations will have nothing to do with her.

With gentle footsteps, Sophia slowly followed Modrian on the soft ground, but the mood at this moment was no longer different, is it the sadness of parting? Or the joy of self-selection? She doesn't know.

"Viscount Brook, I'll leave first, and the second son needs some treatment." Duke Dacama finished speaking, and without waiting for a reply, he went straight to pick Meredith and hurried away.

After the figure disappeared in the green corridor, many other nobles left behind. Today's meeting gave them a glimpse of an uncomplicated atmosphere, as well as the Duke of Dacama's attitude towards Baron Modrian, which seemed to have Different kind of hidden secrets.

And what to do with the relationship with the Perris family in the future? They need to report to the family as soon as possible, and then wait for the family's decision.

Xingfeng calendar year 1459, the season of prosperous spring, January 21st.

The prosperity of Limontanlu remained, and a seemingly ordinary cavalry team disappeared in the city gate passage in the noisy street, without a trace of disturbance.

Speed up the pace and start a new volume!

The next chapter will be updated very late. Sakura has to sort out the outline, maybe in the middle of the night~?? (?????)???

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