Visits between nobles are very traditional and complicated. You must prepare a visitor in advance and confirm whether the other party is willing to meet. Otherwise, if you lose face, you will become a joke in the upper class.

Of course, no nobles generally do so resolutely, with interests ahead and face behind.

As a person with relatively failed social interpersonal relationships in his previous life, Modrian was more grateful that the Peris family was a meritorious nobleman, and Benniyz also belonged to a meritorious nobleman faction. There were not so many requests for visiting each other, which was very direct.

However, judging from the current situation, Modrian, as the abandoned family, considered Benniez's idea. Judging from his previous behavior in Edalas City, Benniez was neutral and did not want to participate in the Perris family's inheritance rights battle.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Modrian gently knocked on the wooden table with his left hand, frowned. If he went to visit in person, Benniez would probably refuse him outside the door. The help outside the city was already considered to be the ultimate righteousness.

It is a very realistic thing. No matter what other things, Benniez can do as a garrison officer of Edalas City. This is the change brought about by power and status.

It is precisely for this reason that in the north of the kingdom, only Benniyz could help Modrian obtain the hidden abandoned post, and the relationship between the meritorious nobles was not so complicated and dark.

There are not many people who are suitable for going there, and Cooper, who was once the personal soldier of Viscount Brook, was the best choice.

After the decision, Modrian prepared to arrange Cooper to Edalas City tomorrow. He felt the urgency of time and wanted to build his own logistics base as soon as possible. His brother and the Jeffrey family would not allow him to develop silently.

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The waiting time is always long, and the irritability in his heart disturbs Modrian. It is hard to imagine that one day he will be so restless and even unable to practice the scarlet breathing method in peace.

During boring and idle days, Modrian would mostly choose to listen to the chats between mercenaries and merchants in the tavern, and spend his boring time, which can be regarded as learning about the information of the mainland.

Occasionally, he would go to the surroundings of the Renwall Mountains with Dryus to explore the terrain. Without a hiring a guide, he would not blindly be confident, but would still cherish his life.

"Hey, little guy, you don't look very good lately?" said Old Jack, who was sitting next to the bar at the tavern.

"Thank you for your concern. I haven't had a good sleep recently. Maybe it's because I've been away from home for too long." Modrian said helplessly, rubbing his face.

"It's the first time you've left home. It's also because I've been away from home for too long. I really miss the smell of my hometown in my memory." Old Jack echoed, with some inexplicable sadness in his tone.

"Hey, Old John, give this little guy who misses his hometown a glass of flame soju and write it on my account."

"Then I'm not polite." Modrian smiled and took the wine glass handed over by Old John, raising the glass to signal.

"Guest, the gold shield you paid before is about to be spent. If there is no problem, you are welcome to continue checking in." Old John wiped the bar with a rag and said to Modrian.

"Well, is that fast?" Modrian frowned when he heard this, and then said relievedly: "I will arrange it as soon as possible."

Whether it is a knight apprentice or a knight attendant, daily practice consumes a lot of meat. What's more, Modrian has more than a dozen cavalrymen, and there are definitely not a small number of meat consumed in the oak tavern.

As for Dryus, Modrian didn't care much about his cultivation method, and the consumption of meat was only more than that of ordinary knight attendants, which was beyond his expectations.

Time flies, the blue stars in winter shine, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the residents of Irvingdale towns start a carnival at night.

I thought it was another disappointing day, but Modrian saw Cooper returning at the door of the room. His face was covered with fatigue, and the dust along the way had not yet dissipated.

"Sir Modrian, Cooper lives up to his expectations!" Seeing Modrian's figure, Cooper saluted, holding a sealed wooden box in both hands.

"Thank you for your hard work, Cooper, hurry up and rest!" Modrian took the wooden box and patted Cooper on the shoulder and said.

Watching Cooper leave, Modrian immediately returned to the room and opened the sealed wooden box, with a relaxed look on his melancholy face.

A detailed map, a document stamped by the Stoke Kingdom Military Department.

Without too much consideration, Modrian took Dryus directly to set off. If the poster confirmed that it could continue to use, he was not even ready to take Cooper and the cavalry team over.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and even followers, some unexpected situations will inevitably occur.

Ruthless? Selfish? Maybe, I just want to survive. Modrian hid his inner shame and began to accept his own transformation in a cruel environment.

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Da! Da! Da! Da!

The cold wind roared, the faint moonlight reflected, and two figures riding war horses ran across the night and snow, splashing a little snowflakes flying.

"Sir Modrian, there are trackers, not many people." Drius's low voice rang out.

Hearing this, Modrian, who was riding on a galloping horse, looked up at the night sky. The crescent moon hanging was a little bright, illuminating the dark road ahead.

"Come here? The speed is unexpectedly fast."

"Then, kill them, I'll wait for you ahead, as soon as possible!" Modrian turned his head and said to Drius, watching the burly figure disappear into the darkness.

Because of the existence of the League of Legends system, as long as the distance between Modrian and the summoned person is not more than ten kilometers, the existence of each other can be sensed between each other.

The horse's hooves sounded so fast. Modrian followed the sign on the map in his hand and walked near the Renver Mountains, and finally found a towering peak with a wall of thousands of feet high.

Turn the horse's head and ride around the foot of the mountain for half a circle. When you reach the side of the mountain, there is a winding road leading directly to the hillside, and traces of artificial axes can be seen vaguely.

The high place was extremely cold, and the cold wind blew. Modrian stood on the hillside tightly, looking at the slightly dilapidated post in front of him. Part of the rammed earth-rammed city wall collapsed, revealing the residence covered by wind and snow and the two lonely post towers inside.

It seems that because of the long abandonment, the face of the guard post seemed a bit unsightly, but Modrian was very satisfied with the degree of concealment and good vision.

All the efforts are worth it. Even though he is now isolated in the north of the kingdom, the cornerstone can be established.

【Ding.....Successfully selected the logistics base!】

[Temporary task: Logistics base, successfully completed!]

[Reward: War Stonemason*4]

[Evaluation: You already have a complete and safe logistics base, and it is time to prepare for the development of the territory.]

"Are 4 war stonemasons?"

A simple system framework emerged in Modrian's pupils, and a black red card appeared on the item.

There are four figures wearing gray mail standing under the towering war fortress, each holding different weapons, including warhammers, staffs, iron chisels and daggers. The specific appearance is unclear, and the skeleton marks like double-edged axes can be seen faintly.

[War stonemasons, mostly in the Noxus Empire, served as resourceful scouts, engineers and soldiers. They designed and supervised the construction of roads, bridges and fortifications, and were a rare group of elite soldiers.]

After receiving the message conveyed by the system, Modrian smiled on his melancholy face and bloomed brightly under the cold wind.

[Summoning: War Stonemaster*4]!
Chapter completed!