The aristocratic banquet at Harryman Castle ended in a hurry. Each aristocrat who left was in a hurry and quickly left in an exquisite carriage with aristocratic heraldry engraved with noble emblems.

Then, there were sounds of horse hooves in the city of Edalas, which was already in silence. Taking advantage of the dark night, many nobles and gentlemen shuttled through the quiet alley, like playing a symphony of fate, chasing the heart of interests.

In the chaotic situation, many hidden dark forces extended their tentacles and contacted different groups, and more people began to look at Harryman Castle and Valoran Leader.

The collection of force and wealth may not be appropriate to describe it, but this has already touched the minds of most nobles.

If this is a giant ship sailing in the upcoming wave, how much is the value of the "ship ticket"? Is there still a chance to ride a giant ship? (The force displayed by Valoran and the wealth of the Harriman family are famous, at least no other forces have shown more outstanding performance at this stage.)

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It was cold and cold. After Modrian returned to the Blue Strawberry Hotel, he left overnight with his men. He felt that the wave was rising and he had to make some arrangements in advance.

As he expected, within two days after the banquet, the city of Edalas seemed to be experiencing a silent storm, with endless confrontations in the dark, and the blood shadows in the middle of the night were visible from time to time. Everyone, every force, and every nobleman had lost their normal hearts in the rising waves.

The laws of the kingdom are useless, which is also a flaw of the aristocratic system. The upper class formed by power and property are higher than other classes have too many resources. Once the source changes greatly, the entire city will be in turmoil.

At the critical moment, the Harriman family joined forces with the Kingdom Legion sent by the Gate of Sorrow to enter the city of Edalas, and coordinated the management of urban security without affecting normal trade.

This brings a little stability to the ordinary people at the bottom. At least before this year's Glorious Festival, prosperity still lingers the city and maintains superficial peace.

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The year 1458 of the Star Fall, the day before the Glory Festival is also the last day of the year.

Modrian sat alone on the tower standing in the center of Lakstak Fortress. After more than a year of construction and transformation by the war stonemason, this legendary fortress of Ice and Snow Dwarf rejuvenated.

The mottled traces disappeared from the gray walls of the towering fortress. What emerged was a smooth wall. The broken and thick city gates were erected again. However, the mysterious patterns engraved on them were still blurred and the specific magic categories could not be distinguished. This is also the reason why Modrian was worried. There were too few magic professions under his command, most of whom were force-oriented and lacked the study and interpretation of the magic pattern array system.

The black mist that once devoured the mountains and entangled the fortress had long dissipated. In the subtle influence of the pan-consciousness of the Kaladimos continent, this area of ​​the Renver Mountains gradually regained its vitality, and the rich greenery dots the mountain jungle.

With the rise of the Valoran territory in recent years, more and more sentry detectives and spies have focused on the town of Irvingdale and the Fort Dow, and the tight blockade and cruel killing cannot stop some crazy people who risk the idea of ​​dying.

Therefore, after discussing with his heroes, Modrian decided to move this year's celebration to the Laxtak Fortress. (The long-term defense line formed by the Noxus Empire Cavalry and the Yodel Scouts in the Renver Mountains is enough to prohibit the access of any other force's tentacles.)

The cold night time always passes quickly, the full moon shines in dim light, and the shining stars are already dotted with the coming night.

The burning bonfire dispels the cold chill, and food and spirits scattered everywhere, and drunk people can be seen everywhere. It has to be said that Gulagas is indeed the most outstanding winemaking master. The spirits he brews are very popular with the Legionnaires. Even many scouts of the Yodels taste a few drinks, and their red faces fill their cute cheeks.

"Noxus, Yoders, and perhaps Demacians, Ionians, etc. in the future." Modrian lowered his head and stared at the noisy scene. He suddenly thought of these things. The grudges and grudges that were once called were relieved after the system was summoned. Now we have overcome all obstacles for Valoran and move forward bravely.

"I look forward to the future and the many heroes I look forward to gathering together."

"But now, it's time." Modrian looked up at the bright night sky, and the bright starlight turned into a ray of Milky Way silk belt.

"Gana, let's notify."

Trepidation!

A sky-blue blue bird disappeared on the top of the tower, accompanied by a breeze blowing across the face, blowing away the fine blonde hair in front of Mordrian's forehead.

At the same time, a powerful aura rose from the four corners of the southeast, southwest and northwest of the Laxtak Fortress, which faintly blocked the entire fortress.

This is just in case. After all, when chaos is approaching, no one can guess the thoughts of other forces. What if someone really has crazy ideas?

Modrian took out magic items one by one from the space ring, which were dozens of magic items traded by the Harriman family and His Highness the Great Prince. It was served by Butler Atley a few days ago at Fort Dower.

[After the Glorious Festival, in the third week of the spring season, Limontanelu will hold a noble parliament and invite territorial nobles from all over the kingdom to the capital.]

The words left by Butler Atlis still echoed in his ears before leaving. Modrian half-squinted his eyes, and his inner emotions roared.

The noble parliament is held every three years, and the 1459th year of the Star Death calendar happens to be the year of the time. Does this indicate anything?

The king is seriously ill and his kingly power changes. The bull-headed ghosts and gods hidden in the secret will emerge at this moment. All he has to do is to guard Valoran's leadership while prohibiting other clowns from invading the territory.

【Ding.....Discovering energy sources, does the system allow decomposition?】

【Add to decompose!】

The dark green data stream surged in Modrian's pupils, like a fine fiber line instantly wrapped around all the magic items in front of him. Regardless of the quality, it was shrinking and annihilated at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, dozens of magic items piled up disappeared.

【Congratulations to the host, obtaining the blue essence*796】

The dense dark green data stream remained at the corner of his eyes. Modrian frowned unexpectedly. The quality of these magical items was not low. It seemed that the Harriman family and His Highness the Great Prince had invested a lot of money, so he naturally paid more.

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【Name:Modrian Perris】

【Strength: Great Knight (Knight's Body, Scarlet Breathing)】

【Blue essence: 1220 points】

【Orange essence: 0 points】

【Victory Points: 0 points】

【Item: None】

【Golden Shield:85284】

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"Blue essence*1220, Golden Shield*85284, ha, now should be the time for me to have the most wealth." Modrian whispered at the simple system panel.

These are crucial to the Valoran tribe who is about to face. The blue essence can summon enough soldiers and the golden shield can provide complete logistics supplies to deal with sudden local conflicts.

Dang-dang-dang!

The heavy and long ancient bell echoes at the Laxtak Fortress, heralding the old year to disappear and the new year officially arrives.

【Ding.......Congratulations to the host for receiving the New Year gift package*1!】
Chapter completed!