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Chapter 138 Invitation by Count Raphael

The cold winter wind covered the warmth of the winter sun. Under the cold sky, the Noxus living in Fort Duower seemed to ignore the arrival of the winter season. The linen clothes wrapped their strong bodies, allowing the cold wind to blow without any sense of anything.

Modrian was used to it, and this was the way Noxus lived, smiling and greeting everyone passing by Noxus, and then walking along the wide central avenue.

The worn stone slabs have faded from their blue color, but are still indestructible, which also shows that the stones chosen by the war stonemasons at that time were very good in the long-term vision.

Standing on both sides of the road are complexes with solemn and heavy styles. They are where Noxus live. The streets isolated from each other are narrow and claustrophobic, but they do not hinder the smooth flow of the road. The walls on the eaves have experienced ups and downs, but have not been baptized by the war. Perhaps there will be opportunities in the future.

The pace of walking was not fast, Modrian calculated the time and had not been here to dig Fort Wo in about half a year.

During this period, he has been training in Laxtak Fortress, hoping to break through his current strength. Unfortunately, his mediocre talent has wiped out his efforts. At least now he is still in the strength of a great knight.

At the end of the road is the main Fortress of the Dower, which stands on the mountain. The architectural style is more exquisite, and it welcomes the owner again today.

In the conference hall, Modrian sat in the center of the conference table. His fair face disappeared from the melancholy and immatureness of the past. The lord's power became stronger and stronger, and the others began to sit separately.

"Cran, has there been anything wrong with this recently?" Modrian turned his head and looked at the butler who dug the Wo Fort on his right hand and asked.

Crane flipped through the notebook that recorded the information in an orderly manner and whispered: "With Lord Dryus and Lord Shadowflow, nothing happened."

"But..." Crane looked up at Modrian and continued, "Virded Viscount Brook sent a letter, hoping that you can rush back to Perris Castle before the Glory Day to attend the family gathering."

"This is the fourth time I have sent a letter this month!"

Modrian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Reject the invitation and said I don't have time to go back."

"Yes, Lord Lord, I will arrange it." Crane responded, and then continued to flip through the notebook. "Count Raphael sent an invitation letter two days ago to invite you to the noble party three days later. The invitation letter has been placed in your room."

"Barne Benny, the garrison officer of Edalas City, also sent an invitation. I hope you have time to go to the garrison residence before the Glory Festival."

"Promise the invitation from Count Raphael." Modrian pondered for a while. After all, in the past, the Harriman family took good care of them, and some commercial channels were also tied up by the other party.

"As for Uncle Benny's side, I'm just about to go to Edalas City and visit it by the way."

"Okay." Cran took a pen to record Modrian's arrangement, and then took out a pure gold letter from his notebook.

The letter is engraved with a clenched fist, and the golden thread outlines complex symbols. Looking at it, a sense of sacredness spreads over the surface.

"Nancy Peters, the Bishop of the Temple of Power, sent an announcement early this morning to explain the incident that happened yesterday in the town of Irvingdale's Pressure Temple missionaries."

"State of Power? Explain!?" Modrian half-squinted his eyes and stared at the pure golden letter on the table with a calm expression.

It seems that the news that the royal capital has been reported this time is very likely to be true. This group of religious people who have been suppressed by the royal power for decades can't wait to jump out and show their own power.

Do you want to win over me? Or do you like Valoran's collar! Modrian touched his chin, his eyes a little cold.

Or put me in the royal power.

You should know that his baron was awarded from the King of Stoke, and the reason was very simple, to expand territory for the Kingdom of Stoke.

After the battle at Lakstack Fortress ended, Modrian began to arrange the [Main Mission: Establishing a Territory], not only for the main reward, but also for the purpose of having a place to stand.

In the next six months, he reorganized his troops for every hero and middle-level officer, mainly the Noxus Blood Cavalry and the Noxus Empire Cavalry as the supplement, and began to thoroughly clean up the Renwall Mountains.

Finally, with the help of Storm Wrath Gana, Modrian successfully opened up his own territory and named it [Valoran Territory].

Unfortunately, the favor of the goddess of luck also left after the territory was built. During this nearly two years, he spent a lot of resources and summoned only a few heroes.

This may also be related to the development plan he formulated. Without the disturbance of those annoying nobles, the fine iron veins of the Renver Mountains provided huge gold shield support to the towns of Irvingdale, Fort Dowler and Laxtak Fortress, and the three cities entered a stage of rapid development.

The goods transported by the dragon lizard were extracted from fine iron. After the subdivision and planning of the Fort Dow Worth, some will be transported to Irvingdale for transactions, and some will be exchanged with some forces for resource exchange.

It can be seen that the town of Irvingdale is an important part of Valoran's current leadership. Modrian arranged Gregory as the garrison officer, Cooper Adolf was responsible for daily assistance, and a hero was permanently housed: Brew Gugaras.

"It's interesting." Modrian knocked on the conference table with his right hand, with a smile on his fair face. "Appoint me, I want to know what happened last night."

"Yes, Lord Lord." A hoarse voice came from the shadows in the corner of the wall, and then the shadows disappeared.

Seeing that the matter of Butler Crane was handled, Worthman stood up from his seat and said respectfully: "Lord, according to the planned plan, the Noxus Blood Cavalry and the Trephaly Legion soldiers have penetrated into the Renwall Mountains and found some situations in the depths of the mountains."

"Based on the information we have now, it is impossible for the Ailan Faluo Empire to arrange a large-scale invasion of the mountains by the legion."

"However, it is not ruled out that they, like us, arrange special forces to disperse the geographical restrictions of the Renwall Mountains."

Worthman expressed his inner thoughts. During this period, he almost focused on the Noxus soldiers who were deeply involved in the Renval Mountains and explored in unknown areas. Sacrifice was inevitable, even the extraordinary knight was no exception.

Modrian had a deep understanding of the vastness and depth of the Renver Mountains, especially the many knights of the Ice and Snow Temple I saw the previous time, he considered whether there would be enemies in the rear and the possibility of breaking through the blockade.

"Well, I understand." Modrian nodded. "Don't pay too much attention to the Lakstar Fortress. Garna and Captain Timo will help you."

In the following time, Modrian and Delayus and Sain discussed the military distribution of the Valoran territory, and listened and adjusted to some places.

He didn't want to expose the situation deep in the Renver Mountains, which had the existence of the Laxtack Fortress and some hidden things, for which he would openly execute some spies and infiltrators in Irvingdale every month. (The visibility of a fortress is extremely terrible, and the forces it attracts will no longer be the "small" nobles in the northern Stoke Kingdom.)

But killing does not seem to stop the curiosity of some secret forces. On the contrary, they send a large number of outlaws to enter the Renver Mountains from various channels every month.

Modrian also knew that everything could not be covered up after all, but he still needed this period of time to at least make Valoran's leadership develop more rapidly and prosper, and have the strength to face everything in the future.

Giving up is impossible!

From the time he saw the Fortress of Laxtak, he knew that the future of Valoran would be there, and both the Duower Fort and the town of Irvingdale would serve it.
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