"The Valante family is known as the violet blooming on the sword!" Modrian recalled the amazing feeling that the great prince Guy Creggie Valante brought when he first met, as well as his unfathomable strength.

Does everyone born in the Valente family have such excellent genes?

However, after seeing Horace first, Modrian dispelled his inner thoughts, even the perfect family would have flaws.

Sometimes those flaws will incite extraordinary effects like the butterfly effect.

"Is there any strong man worth noting in Limontellone?" A calm voice penetrated the rain curtain and floated in Horace's ears.

"I have heard my father say that the top powers in the openly striking families of Limontane are all knight captains." Horace, driving the red war horse, followed Modrien tightly. After hearing the inquiry, he pondered for a while.

"As for whether there is a hidden foundation, it is just a thin cover in front of many noble families. Each person in power has roughly known his own trump card, but I don't know much about this. After all, I used to have only inheritance rights and was not the only heir designated by the family."

"Of course, the strongest person recognized by Limontane is the guardian of the current Stoke Kingdom - the legendary crown, Lord Craigie."

Legend? A hint of interest flashed in Modrian's eyes. Under the sky blue bird Gana's crown of the sky above his head, he was a wind elf who was entering the legendary path. I don't know which one is stronger.

"Then let me tell me in detail about the sphere of influence of various major families and the news about the top powers on the surface." Modrian looked away from the drizzle of rain and looked into the distant south, where he was his final destination.

"Oh, by the way, I'm interested in telling you about the news about the Jeffrey family!"

"Yes, Lord Lord!" Horace lowered his eyes. The Jeffrey family, the kingdom's [Northern Duke], was a top nobleman who was no less than the Dale family.

And according to what he had recently found out, it seems that at the beginning of the establishment of Valoran, the Jeffrey family had a fierce conflict with Lord Modrian for unknown reasons, and many Iron Thorn Cavalry were destroyed in the barren and cold northern land.

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The afterglow of the red sun shines from the sky, the rose sunset immerses in the withered plains, and a faint mist rises, covering the flat grassland, like a illusion, waiting for the night to come.

Da da! Da da da!

The thunderous sound of horse hooves trembled on the plains and grass, alarming a bird. Looking closely, it was a dark cavalry array, with thick and rough armor covered with dust, but it still did not hinder its high spirits.

"Wild Plain!"

Modrian skillfully pulled the reins and controlled the war horse wearing chain armor under his straddle. Looking at the desolate and barren plain, the color in his memory had not yet faded.

He was once exiled by his family and left along the wilderness plains and headed to the cold north, hoping to survive in unknown places.

"Dryus, remember this?"

"Remember!" Drius followed the direction Modrian pointed, looked up at this familiar place, and ripples appeared in his deep eyes. The memories of the past emerged. It was his real first battle to come to the continent of Kaladimos and his first victory.

The dead souls under the axe wandered in the wilderness plains, and the sticky blood gathered into the red stream, telling the glory of the Noxus Empire from tiny to the present brilliance.

"Wait, sir, there is something in front of you, and there seems to be a cavalry team coming closer." Dryus noticed the tremor from the ground on the grassland and said in a deep voice, holding the handle of the black cutter's axe with his right hand.

Modrian also felt the subtle sound of the horse galloping. Looking at him intently, dozens of cavalrymen were quickly approaching here under the reflection of the rose sunset.

"Sure enough, the wilderness plain is still a wilderness plain." Modrian laughed softly.

As he said, the night in the wilderness plains is always full of restlessness. In addition to the wandering hungry beasts, there are also many trade caravans passing by, including black and black guys, who pretend to be wolf bandits and do diligent in killing and robbing.

Without strong enough force deterrence, there will be no security guarantee in the wilderness plains. This is a lesson from many bloody events.

Just like him at that time...

Seeing the unexpected situation in front of him, Vosman, in a cautious manner, personally directed 10 Tsefali Legion soldiers to disperse and move forward.

The sharp black heavy cavalry rifle was taken from the saddle and held it tightly in his hands. His legs hit the horse's belly, driving the red war horse to slowly move forward, and then stopped thirty meters away. The cold eyes under the armor were staring at dozens of cavalrymen from far to near.

Huh? Modrian spoke out in confusion. As the distance approached, his extraordinary vision allowed him to clearly see the situation not far away, and things began to develop in the direction of the heroic story.

The dozens of cavalrymen who galloped over were targeting the three riders in a mess at the front, to be precise, two cavalry guards, one of whom seemed to be a noble... Miss?

"It's interesting!" Modrian half-squinted his eyes, his eyes fell on the aristocratic lady, and his outfit looked very similar to that of a noble family.

"When will the robber in the wilderness plain release a fat sheep, and a fat sheep that can be enjoyed in advance."

Modrian easily discovered some strange details, but since the dozens of cavalry dared to chase the noble lady so unscrupulously, they would definitely be very sure, and they were not even too afraid of others interfering with them.

No one spoke at this time, including Horace. Everyone looked at the situation in front of them coldly without any emotion. They still held the weapon in their hands tightly, with extremely vigilant eyes.

Boom!

The crisp sound of fingers echoed in the air, and Modrian rode his horse out of his original position in advance. According to rough estimates, it would slightly hinder the pursuit of unknown enemies.

"Worthman, don't meddle in other people's business, let them open up the way. Now ours is not easy to be exposed."

He glanced at the guys who were working hard casually, and shook his head and smiled slightly, "That is, the three knights are just with dozens of miscellaneous soldiers, don't worry."

"Yes, Lord Lord." Vosman commanded the soldiers of the Choi Falli Legion to ride their horses to the side. Although the weapons in their hands were still on alert, they knew that these guys were reluctant to give up the intention of intervening in this pursuit.

As the most elite legion soldiers of the Noxus Empire, they were filled with fanatical combat factors rather than timidity, but they had to obey their will from Modrian's orders.

"Well, this is......"

To Modrian's surprise, his plan to stay out of the matter seemed to be disappointed. The two guards who were chased followed them anxiously under the leadership of the noble lady.
Chapter completed!