League of Legends Invades Another World

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Starfall calendar 1459, the season of prosperous spring, January 20. .

The gloomy rainy days did not stop the prosperity of Limontanlu, perhaps due to the influence of the upcoming convening of the noble council, its surface prosperity was even better than before.

Looking around, the drizzle is pouring, and the pedestrians on the street have not decreased. While enjoying the pouring of the spring rain, they browse the city scenery under the rain curtain, adding a color to the hustle and bustle of Limontanlu.

Modrian sat in the study, flipping through the ancient books in his hands. This was his habit. Apart from cultivating, he liked to read books quietly by himself, understand the knowledge of the world, and integrate into the continent of Caladimus.

dong dong!

The crisp knock on the door interrupted Modrian, looked up at the sky outside the window, and said indifferently, Come in.

The door opened slightly, Wossman stepped in, stood in front of the desk, and said respectfully: Lord Lord, it is ready, and Horace has also set off.

Hearing this, Modrian put down the ancient book in his hand, and a smile appeared on his fair face. In the face of Horace, who was determined to take revenge, the Dale family had to provide certain assistance, such as hiding the whereabouts of Modrian and his party.

Whether it is sincere or something else, the tricky Modrian doesn't care, he just wants to complete the [Temporary Mission: Follower's Revenge], just to remove the last layer of hatred in his heart for Horace.

After all, Horace's performance is enough to make him value, a follower who has received formal elite education and knows how to advance and retreat freely, but it is rare, and Valoran also urgently needs such aristocratic elites. .

Let's go, then, the fireworks before the banquet should bloom in advance. Modrian stood up from behind the desk and looked at the city under the rain curtain, his heart surging with boundless enthusiasm.

The gorgeous stage has been set up, and the protagonist has not yet appeared. This is the time for supporting roles.

Modrian is self-aware. After experiencing the destruction battle in the Shadow Realm, he has a hunch that this battle for the throne will not be easy.

The protagonist waits in the background, chaos descends on Limontanlu.

If nothing else, tonight's aristocratic banquet will bring chaos to a climax, and the layout of the major nobles will also be revealed tonight.

Sawyer Craigie Valante, Guy Craigie Valante, these two are popular candidates for the supremacy of the Stoke Kingdom, and they will use their own means.

And Saroyan has long been excluded from the heir after losing the right to reproduce. Although he thinks it is not, the fact is a fact and will not change due to personal wishes.

The pattering spring rain fell on the courtyard, dripping on the grass, dripping on the floor, dripping on the dark armor, splashing transparent water droplets.

Twenty soldiers of the Trifali Legion stood in the drizzle, a quiet and cold atmosphere shrouded, as if a sleeping beast was waking up, and the suppressed killing showed a hint of edge.

Modrian looked at the scene in front of him with pride. This was the most elite soldier in the Valoran Territory, no less than all the ace legions that were famous for Kaladimos. .

Putting down his armor and putting on his armor, Modrian stepped into the rain curtain first, and gradually, the fine white gauze covered everyone's figures.

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A touch of magical energy smudges the rain curtain, and an exquisite noble carriage is quietly driving on the road, trampled by the horse's hooves, splashing some water stains, hitting the magical energy cover, and there are starting points.

Through the fine rain, the noble coat of arms engraved on the traveling carriage could be vaguely seen, a dark purple bird hanging upside down on a branch, with emerald eyes shaped like two runes.

Behind the exquisite carriage, there was a line of cavalry in purple armor, and the rich life energy stirred in the air, showing the strength of an extraordinary knight.

It can be seen from the slaughter of the Viscount Zimmerman family that Limontanlu is becoming more and more restless now, so in terms of travel, every nobleman is prepared as much as possible to prevent a tragedy from happening to him.

However, with the approach of the noble council and the increased patrols of the Royal Guards, Limontanlu's safety factor has been improved.

In the luxurious carriage, the magic lamp shone softly, a bright red dress covered the carriage, the long lavender hair was scattered, revealing the white as jade collarbone, and there was a hint of pink on the delicate face. Lazy meaning.

Slim white fingers slightly lifted the window curtain, looking at the city covered with rain curtains, the stunning woman was stunned, the rainy scenery reflected in her eyes.

Patriarch, why did we agree to His Highness Saroyan's invitation?

Bessie, who was wearing a refined black dress, frowned and asked. He did not understand that the Cecil family, as one of the controllers of the underground dark forces in Limontanlu, was a little closer to the long-abandoned third prince.

After the destruction battle of the Shadow Realm ended, he felt a little regretful in his heart, and underestimated Horace, or the Dale family, and the Baron Modrian of the North.

The battle of the legendary crown is not something that the Cecil family can participate in, and the current family leader still chooses to attend the banquet after receiving the invitation of His Royal Highness Saroyan. Before the banquet of the noble council, he seems to want to plan something.

Bessie Mo, you still have a lot to learn, and the dark and unknown situation is the most unpredictable. The stunning woman covered her mouth and said with a chuckle, her slender fingers slightly pulled and slipped down the red dress, covering her jade-like skin.

Sigrid Cecil, the new controller of the Cecil family, is also the hereditary earl of the kingdom. He controls nearly half of Limontanlu's dark transactions and power activities. Rose】!

There are many differences in the battle for the throne this time. Some of them can kill people, and they can kill a lot of people. Sigrid looked at Bessie who was dodging his vision. go down.

So, we take a different path. At least the people behind the scenes behind His Royal Highness Saroyan can avoid death for us, and even gain unexpected rewards.

Besimer lowered his eyes, he didn't dare to take a second glance at the stunning style in front of him, that was the impression left by countless bloody lessons.

Roses have thorns, piercing life and soul.

But I'm a little worried about Horace's side. From what I know about him, this battle for the throne is his best chance for revenge. He won't give up, and our choice seems to... Bessie Mo meant something, and he couldn't help thinking of the memorable scene of that night, the horror that Baron Modrian brought.

Don't worry, Marquis Gardner won't be so short-sighted. At a critical moment, he won't allow Horace to mess around. Sigrid lowered the window curtain, turned to stare at Bessemer, pretending to be relaxed.

And that Baron Modrian, he shouldn't make a move.

The attack of the Shadow Side Scripps is definitely not easy to take, the legendary overlord who is famous in the wasteland abyss.

Huh? Sigrid's charming face changed slightly, her eyes half-squinted as if looking through the carriage, through the rain curtain, to see the abnormality at the corner of the street.

Hehe, there are really some guys who can't help but do it, what are they trying to do?

It seems that the Cecil family's reputation has fallen a bit lately, and some young people dare to stop us. Sigrid glanced at Bessie Mo and said coldly.

Hurry up, I don't want to be late for His Royal Highness Saroyan's banquet!

Yes! Bessie tidied up his black dress, and the subtle life energy disappeared in a flash. Immediately, he opened the door and jumped out of the car, looking a little flustered, as if the presence of the car made him feel even more trembling.

But I don't want to, the danger in the rain curtain is more deadly!

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