The bright sunset is filled with the sky, and the crimson glow quietly spreads on the streets. The nights in winter always come earlier, but they still cannot hide the prosperity of Edalas City.

Under the bright magic lights, Modrian stood quietly on the balcony of the Blue Strawberry Hotel like a sculpture, looking at the hazy night, thinking about the words of the person in charge, as if an invisible dark tide swept in the darkness.

"It seems that this aristocratic gathering at Harryman Castle should be very interesting!"

Every year, the aristocratic banquet held at Harryman Castle is the time point for major forces in Edalas City to re-plan existing interests.

Under the prosperity, there is always darkness, which is a place that the lower class people have never seen, but it always affects them.

And this banquet may be different from the past, with the interests that are touching, and not only for those greedy and hypocritical forces.

Dongdong! Dongdong!

The powerful knock on the door interrupted Modrian's thoughts, and his slightly frown brows made him smile after detecting the breath outside the door.

"Come in, Gulagas."

The fat body squeezed into the room, Gulagas touched his smooth head, and his greasy left hand held some kind of envelope made of exquisite paper, and smiled honestly: "Sorry, I've disturbed you."

"I had no choice. I originally wanted to go out for some fun, but I was stopped by the hotel manager and helped me send some invitations."

Putting aside other thoughts, Modrian looked at Gulagas in front of him with confusion. He knew that this guy was not so kind-hearted, but when he smelled the smell of wine, he understood the cause and effect.

"Be careful when you go out. This is not Valoran, don't cause trouble." Modrian instructed. He was afraid that when this guy got drunk, he would directly greet the other party with a header, causing a life.

After all, this is Edalas City, so it is better to pay attention to it to avoid provoking enemies.

"Don't worry, I'm a great winemaker, my hobbies are fine wines, and fighting is just an occasional task." Gulagas said with awkward smile, then bowed slightly and exited the room.

"Invitation?"

Modrian stared at the dozens of invitations placed on the wooden table, magic lights shining, and various aristocratic emblems flashed with luxurious colors.

“When did I become so popular?”

A self-deprecating smile filled the corners of his mouth. He casually fiddled with invitations engraved with noble seals. They were all opportunists, and none of them really had power.

It’s right to think about it. Before the banquet started, those with strength were watching, waiting for some opportunity to appear.

The situation changes in the Stoke Kingdom are affecting everyone who wants to make changes. This is a feast that is about to begin and is related to the change of fate of everyone after their choice.

"Well, Uncle Benny's invitation?"

Modrian pulled out a green envelope from the numerous invitations, and engraved the logo of the intertwined green branches in its upper right corner, which was the noble emblem of the Izzy family.

The invitation letter with greenness flipped in his hand, Modrian pondered for a moment, finally made a choice, put on a black casual outfit and went out.

No matter how his current status changes, he always remembers the help Uncle Benny gave him when he came to this bitter and cold land.

Even a slight help is better than the flattering words of the speculators later. Helping others in time is far more memorable than adding icing on the cake.

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Modri ​​waited quietly in the light green manor, with nostalgia on his face. Because of the Perris family behind it, he had little contact with Uncle Benny in the past two years.

Crunch!

The thick mahogany door opened, and the familiar figure stepped out, with an ordinary appearance, a slender body, a black tuxedo, white gloves in both gloves, and a smile on his gentle face.

"Button Dodd, long time no see!" Modrian said first, with a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes. The ordinary face had no trace left by time, almost the same as when he saw it two years ago.

"Mr. Modrian, okay!" Butler Dodd said with a smile, bowing slightly to show his inner respect, and his good etiquette was undoubtedly revealed.

"Welcome to you, Lord Benny is already waiting in the study."

"That's trouble." Modrian said softly, and Bobby behind him kept walking and entered the manor together with the guidance of Butler Dodd.

The clear and winding stream flows, reflecting the colorful plants of all seasons. Modrian is still full of wonder at the scenery here. His former guesses come true. With his keen perception, the manor is engraved with a rune magic array that keeps the temperature alive.

The group walked gently on the green path, and at the end was an exquisite study room that appeared before everyone.

"Master Modrian, please come in." Butler Dodd stood outside the study and turned his head and said respectfully.

The situation this time is different from the last time. Dodd did not stop Poppy from following. With the rise of Valoran's leadership, the information of Modrian's followers was also investigated and found out.

As for the strength of the cute girl in front of him, he knew very well that the existence of a knight chief was not something that he, a steward of the baron's mansion, could do something easy, and I think Lord Benny would not blame him.

Modrian didn't know that Dodd was so considerate, he slightly tidied up his black casual clothes and walked into the study with a calm expression.

The slightly bright magic light shone on the quaint and quiet study. Benniez sat upright behind the dark red wooden table. He heard the sound of the door. He looked up and Mordrian's figure came into his eyes.

"Uncle Benny, it's been a long time since we saw each other!" Modrian placed his right hand in front of his left chest, performing an extremely standard aristocratic etiquette.

"It's been a long time since we saw each other." Benniyz stood up from behind the desk, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and then slowly walked towards Modrian.

"I thought you forgot the existence of my uncle."

Today is different from the past. Whether it is the title Modrian possesses, his own strength, and his terrifying combat power, he has to do so.

"Sorry, Valoran has too many things to do. I have only taken some time to relax in Edalas City recently." Modrian said apologetically. Under Uncle Benny's greeting, the two sat on both sides of the reception desk and talked softly.

"Yes, Valoran is the foundation of your foundation based on the north of the Kingdom!" Benny nodded and said that as the garrison commander of the city of Edalas, he knew the development potential of Valoranan now.

In just less than two years, its prosperous economic capacity has slightly affected the brightest pearl of Silversong Province. It has the name of "Golden Crossroads". Many traders go to Irvingdale to pursue potential business opportunities.

Benny looked at Modrian in front of him and remained silent. For two years, he said it was short and long. For everyone, there was only a limited amount of change.

But for the exiled noble master in front of him, the style he showed in two years attracted the attention of the entire Stoke Kingdom, especially the battle that took place in the town of Irvingdale not long ago, which attracted the attention of most of the nobles in the kingdom.
Chapter completed!