League of Legends Invades Another World Chapter 372

The heavily guarded camp, the pale meeting room.

Dim yellow candlesticks dotted the room, and when the candle burned, wisps of fragrance spilled into the air, and a piece of light was shining, reflecting some of the trophies hanging on the surrounding walls, mostly the remains of wild beasts. There are also a few paintings painted with paint, which seem to be the hands of some masters, showing a rugged and savage style.

I don't know where Klie and the others got it, maybe it was in the western region of Silverpine Province in the chaos and destruction.

In addition, the several pots of trimmed bonsai flowers in the corner of the wall seem to be Sophia's work. He has just seen similarities in the main castle of Fort Divau.

The environment is very nice, at least as good as before he left, and it looks quite like a conference hall.

Modrian nodded slightly, and motioned to the dejected Yodels in front of them to sit down. Xin Zhao stood straight behind him, and on each side a line of Cifali Corps soldiers stood in place in sharp armor.

The affairs before the case have been processed, which was unexpected to him. It seems that the three little guys went out for a stroll after doing their own things.

From the corner of his eyes, Kled and the others were in a state of self-blame, Modrian smiled, and did not give any comfort.

Some lessons from them, although it is due to character. However, Modrian knew very well in his heart that they would look different during missions and wars, all of which stemmed from the growth environment of the Yordels.

The waiting time was not long, firm and steady steps sounded outside the room, the door opened, and the figure of Baron Benny emerged.

Behind him was his former friend Lambert and Atley's butler.

Modri watched the three guests in front of him quietly, his expression unchanged, but ripples in his heart.

Unlike what he saw when he was on the wall of the camp, the ordinary people in his field of vision were somewhat contaminated with the aura of the plague, but he couldn't feel any aura of the plague now.

The heritage of nobility? Even if the plague erupts strangely, can you still be alone?

"I haven't seen him for a while, Uncle Benny!" Modrian smiled and looked at Baron Benny in front of him, said softly, then turned to look at Lambert and Atley Butler.

"Lambert, Butler Atley, I haven't seen you in a long time!"

The indifferent words plunged the pale conference room into a quiet atmosphere, and several portraits reflected mottled colors.

Lambert looked at Modrian, who looked casual in front of him, and a touch of bitterness spread at the corner of his mouth. The meeting at this time, the difference in identities, and the position of the family, no longer felt like friends.

"Baron Modrian, Lambert greets you!" Lambert bowed slightly and said, wearing an exquisite and gorgeous black dress on a slender body, with silver threads on the cuffs of the placket, showing the grace and aristocratic temperament.

The Butler Ateli beside him also maintained respect, with a tired look crawling on the old face, lowering his head slightly: "Baron Modrian, Ateli's greetings to you!"

And unlike them, perhaps it should be said that he is different from the Harriman family. Benny's mentality is much more relaxed, because he has to get closer to Modrian. Considering the power of Modrian now, he looked in awe and said: " Baron Modrian, Benny greets you!"

Different situations and different tones show different moods and create the atmosphere of the conference room.

"Uncle Benny, Sophia talked to me about your news recently." Modrian greeted with a smile, and then focused on Lambert.

The Harriman family, as the leader of the city of Edaras, must have an extraordinary right in the team that flees this time. He guessed that Baron Benny's letterhead might have been written on their orders.

"Why don't you see Uncle Rockefeller!?"

This world is not entirely sunlight and color, but also shadow and darkness.

How can the things that have been done easily be buried.

The shadow streamers detected the news, and once guided the gnoll soldiers to attack the Valoran collar. It is most likely Rockefeller, the core figure of the Harriman family and Lambert's father.

"Sacrificed." Lambert whispered with a sad face. "During the sudden outbreak of the plague Erie, the city of Edalas was not well prepared and has fallen. After my father broke it for us, he was buried in the city."

People die and the lamp goes out, but some things will be left behind.

The glory of Noxus in that battle was forged with blood.

"I'm sorry." Modrian's attitude remained unchanged, and his smile was a little cold. "I have read the contents of the letterhead, and I can allow you to enter the Valoran collar and take the way to Limuntanlu."

"But there is a price you need to pay!"

The scent of the candle was floating in the air. Lambert looked into the dim light with a cold expression and sighed inwardly. What he was worried about would eventually happen. The mistakes made by his father Rockefeller need to come now. Taste also.

"So, what is the price we need to pay?"

"Don't worry, it's not life! I need you to come up with magic items of sufficient value!" Modrian said in a deep voice.

Friends and blood, interests and the future, he must make choices and responsibilities.

"Yes!" Lambert agreed. He is also no longer a noble master who once complained about his powerlessness. The destruction of the city of Edalas has allowed him to grow a lot, and it also made him understand that the Harriman family is no longer in the Silverpine Province. One of the overlords.

Looking at Lambert quite unexpectedly, Modrian looked at Butler Atley. In his perception, there was a slight mental fluctuation. Is this communicating?

But it doesn't matter, since he agreed, then he is not afraid of the other party going back.

Bang!

Modrian patted his hands lightly, and the small door on the side opened slightly.

Two Cui Fali Army soldiers came out carrying wooden trays. With a well-trained pace, he stood firmly in front of Lambert, with two green potions placed on it.

"[Pharmaceutical No.1 of Sinjid], the effect is to get rid of the plague. I don't want the plague to spread to the territory." Modrian said in a deep voice. "Of course, this is not free, you need to pay some golden shield."

It's not that he doesn't want to blackmail magic items, but after these fugitives enter Valoran's collar, they will know that [Singid ① Potion] is for sale, so he behaves very generously.

Hearing the sound, Lambert's pupils shrank, and he looked at Modrian in shock. How long had it been before Valoran had actually made the plague potion. In terms of effects, if the other party dared to put out the potion, then it must prove that the potion is effective.

"I think they will be very interested, and they are willing to pay the golden shield!" They refer to the servants and ordinary people who escaped with them, and the golden shield is very easy for the nobles.

The Butler Ateli remained silent, and the horror under his lowered eyes told of the wave of shock in his heart, not only the power of Valoran, but the dangerous touch of the blood warlock in the just close contact. His strong feedback.

The two soldiers in dark and heavy armor holding wooden plates at least possess the strength of a great knight, and may even be the top knight.

In this pale meeting room, there are a total of 20 soldiers in the same armor style.

That's right, in his field of vision, such a top knight, who can make him feel a deadly threat, is actually a guard soldier!

Has Valoran collar grown to such a terrifying level? Butler Atley sighed slightly.

Faced with fate, the Harriman family chose the wrong path.

After the short meeting ended, Lambert and Butler Atley chose to leave, carrying [Singid ① Potion]. Even if they believed in Modrian, the nobles who had difficult thoughts in the fleeing might not be like this, so the experiment was Inevitably, as for who it is, it is easy to choose.

But Baron Benny did not choose to leave, but stood quietly on one side, his expression slightly hesitant.

Modrian looked at Uncle Benny in front of him, his handsome face was tired, and the once iron and blood reappeared, diluting his gentle and elegant temperament.

Now he is not the old young master of the immature aristocracy. At the last meeting, he saw that Uncle Benny has the blood of the forest elves, and only the life of the elves can keep Benny's face in his memory.

Since he came to the northern part of the kingdom, he came to Silver Pine Province.

Although Benny has always insisted on the so-called neutrality in his mouth, this is not the case. Starting from the town of Irvingdale, Benny's secret help has never been less.

Only in recent years, the strength of Valoran collar has been in a state of rapid expansion, and it has completely become the new top power in the northern part of the kingdom, that Benny remains truly 'neutral'.

returning a Favour many times more. And these blessings, Modrian always keeps his heart in mind.

"Uncle Benny, please sit down!" Pointing to the wooden chair, Modrian said with a smile, his expression much milder than before.

Looking around at the people in the pale meeting room, as a professional archmage, Benny's trembling mental perception clearly told the danger in the room, and he leaned respectfully, and his tone contained extremely apologetic.

"Sorry, I didn't want to trouble you. The situation was forced, coupled with the long escape route, I finally chose to pray for your help."

Modrian motioned to Baron Benny to sit down, arranged for the Trefary Legionnaires to hand over tea, and said softly: "It's okay, it's very easy for me." He didn't mention the previous help. Just keep some things in mind. .

"Did you choose to go to Limontanlu as stated on the letterhead? Or go to another place?"

The gentle words made Benny sink in his heart. After pondering for a while, he slowly said: "There are some nobles behind me who want to stay in Valoran collar. If possible, they and the family behind them will be Valoran collar. Contribute your own strength."

In the sudden outbreak of the plague Eri, many middle- and low-level nobles realized a trace of abnormal aura, especially the performance of the Kingdom of Stoke that was chilling, and let the city of Edaras fall.

The performance of Valoran collar was exactly the opposite. It was heard that the territory was quiet and peaceful, without plagues and turmoil, and as a new legendary force, it was indeed a good place for the middle and low-level nobles.

"The Valoran collar welcomes them to join, provided that the order and laws of the Valoran collar are abided by." Modrian said softly. An unexpected harvest, these middle and low-level nobles will bring fresh blood to the Valoran collar. And good economic power.

"So, you, Uncle Benny, what are your plans?" He asked, looking at the Baron Benny in front of him. "Sophia mentioned you to me before, and you are welcome to visit Fort Duval."

"I think.... You can also see my origins, the forest elf from the southern jungle." Benevey lowered his head slightly, his tone sullen. "A failed fugitive."

"If you don't mind, I would love to stay in Valoran!" A bitter smile filled his face. He had been in Edalas City for nearly ten years, but he didn't want to get rid of his status as a fugitive.

"I also have a forest army under my command. The number is small, but it's not bad. Most of them are elven archers and there are also a dozen forest mages..."

"Yes, I think Sophia will welcome so many like-minded partners!" Modrian agreed with a smile, and Valoran's mage system will also be supplemented to some extent.

call! With a sigh of relief in his heart, Benny's expression gradually relaxed, as if thinking of something, he said in a low tone: "This time the fall of Adalas City was a bit sudden, and some things were clouded with fog."

"I suspect it is an internal reason. The plague that broke out that night was not enough to directly destroy the city of Adaras." Recalling the **** and crazy battle that night.

How could the irrational plague-infected person so easily disturb the aristocratic powers and extraordinary professionals of Edaras, Benny always felt that something was wrong, but subconsciously ignored it.

"You have to be careful, I have a foreboding that the door of grief may also... encounter a crisis..."

Unlike the city of Edaras, the Gate of Sorrow is a military fortress.

Surprisingly, many people in the city of Edaras could escape, but as the door of grief, there was no news to pass, and it seemed silent in the plague.

Da da! Da da!

The side door opened, and a Cui Fali Army soldier walked quickly and reported in front of Xin Zhao.

Soon Xin Zhao intervened in this old-fashioned conversation, came to Modrian, and whispered: "The refugees in the camp want to enter Valoran collar tonight~www.mtlnovel.com~ has begun to march towards the city gate."

"Well, let people prepare the potion in advance." A good deal can earn a shiny golden shield. Then Modrian looked at Baron Benny in front of him, and said, "Let's go together, just in time to let your subordinates enter the camp."

A fiery bonfire was burning on the hard wall, illuminating the dark night, and a long red dragon team holding a torch was slowly approaching.

Tired state, silent and quiet atmosphere, facing the Noxian soldiers lined up on the wall, these people had no other thoughts, and lined up in an orderly manner.

At the forefront are the gorgeously dressed nobles and the hereditary butlers of their families. For their own safety, even if they are not infected with the plague, they will spend a lot of gold shields to buy some potions.

Further behind are extraordinary professionals and noble servants, as well as the evacuated legionaries.

Modrian stood on the top of the wall, staring at the long dragon team indifferently, but silently considering the doubts Benny had said in his heart.

The pervasive shadows and unusual flavors seemed to indicate that Valoran's strategy to lead the future would be somewhat unsatisfactory.

When all these refugees entered the camp, the light of dawn faintly lit up from the distant sky, and Modrian looked at the deep west with an extremely solemn expression.

[Ding....... Temporary task released! 】

[Temporary Mission: Watching in the Dark]

【Task time: 90 days】

[Task Reward: Random Hero Card*1]

[Task description: The source of the plague has been eliminated, but the disaster has not disappeared, watch out for peeping in the dark, and have eyes on Valoran! 】

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