Modrian suddenly stood up and came to the war sand table. The red and white flags were distributed, which were very conspicuous, but he focused all his attention on the northeastern area of ​​the kingdom.

The Langwasur Castle where the Jeffrey family is located, and the Grand Duchy of Tambefax on the eastern border.

"If they unite and open up the eastern division, then......" Modrian murmured in a low voice, his eyes flashing with a cold and cold light.

"So whether the rumors are true or not, Valoran will prepare as soon as possible." Svein smiled gently, and the cracked corners of his mouth were filled with blood.

"When the rumors are true, then the cavalry of the Jeffrey family will step into Valoran's territory again, and may come with the military forces of the Grand Duchy of Tambefax."

With a slightly moving look, Modrian looked at the south of the sand table, focused on the marked Limontanelu, and asked: "Do we need to send the estimated situation to the Dale family? Or the military office of the royal capital!?"

Judging from the recent period, as an alliance, the Dalle family has shown an excellent attitude, and they are supporting the development of the Valoran Territory in terms of intelligence and trade.

Another point is that as an important fact, whether he admits in his heart that he is a member of the Kingdom of Stock, at least the Valoran leader he established is considered to be affiliated with the Kingdom of Stock to outsiders.

"Maybe they have already made plans, and the Kingdom will even make concessions." Svein said calmly, his dark eyes flashing with the glory of wisdom.

"After all, the Kingdom of Stoke is facing the Kingdom of Beshilik and the Grand Duchy of Tambefax, and even the Ailanfaluo Empire on the north side of the Gate of Murder."

"Between the choices, they have made a choice."

"Then I'll trouble you, Svein's crown. From now on, you can fully mobilize all the heroes and troops led by Valoran." Modrian said in a deep voice, his mind surging. He didn't expect that things would happen so much.

When the capital of Limontanelu was a battle for the throne, the whirlpool of storm only attracted the attention of most nobles. (The battle of legend is an extra episode.)

However, when Guy ascended the throne as queen, it seemed that the development of things had exceeded everyone's expectations. The surrounding countries and the panicked nobles inside made the Stoke Kingdom suddenly sway in a storm. Once irreversible mistakes occur, the country will even overturn.

The goddess of luck was favored by Svein, and the leader of the Noxus Empire led Valoran to lead him in the right direction.

"Follow your will, the glory of Valoran's leader will be even more dazzling in the future!" Svein said slightly, his left hand, which was as red as flame, stretched out from the hem of his clothes, and held two red flags in his hand. The scarlet light flashed and disappeared into ashes.

"Hey, Lord Lord, don't worry, Krey can just kill them all." Krey jumped onto the conference table, the shabby armor swayed, and the silver-gray axe made transparent ripples, and the intact left eye revealed a little fierce light.

Hearing this, Mordrian smiled, looked at Svein in front of him, looked at Dryus, Krei, Zhao Xin, and the shadows under his feet.

"I smelled the smell of war, my blood was about to boil, and the killing was inevitable."

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The spring breeze in the bright afternoon was mixed with a little warmth, blowing through the desolate brown earth, rolling up a burst of yellow sand.

The Yellow Sand Plain is at the junction of the Grand Duchy of Tambefas and the Kingdom of Stoke. A faint smell of blood filled the air, and even if the spring breeze blows, it will not dissipate the rust-like smell.

There are not many pedestrians in this desolate plain, most of them are wandering merchants. Occasionally, one or two large merchant groups will pass by in a hurry, without any concealment of their vigilance, and the sharp blades are revealed.

All of this is to come to a majestic military fortress standing at each end of the plain. In the hundreds of years of friction and confrontation, the yellow sand plain has laid white bones, and the dried blood has long melted into the yellow sand flying all over the sky.

Iron cast fortress, the most sturdy fortress in the Grand Duchy of Tambefal, dark stones piled up to form a solid city wall, and elite soldiers patrolling back and forth at the battlements. Warning crystals are placed in the guardhouses, which are products from advanced spell casters, and can see any movement within a radius of 1,000 meters.

"Huh, it's finally here. I hope the steel spirit here will not disappoint me!" Du Bois lifted up his cloak covered with wind and sand, looked at the fortress in front of him, and murmured.

At the gate of the fortress, there were very few people waiting in line. From time to time, it was Dubois' turn to submit the bronze mercenary certificate, and he successfully entered the fortress.

Dark gray rocks pave the spacious streets, with rough and barbaric buildings on both sides. You can't expect the soldiers on the ground to build any exquisite buildings. In order to survive, most of their time has been spent.

Dubois did not stop here, shuttled through the narrow alleys and alleys and low buildings, and finally stood in front of a tavern with blue flags flying.

"The Steel Tavern, well, it's here."

Pushing open the thick wooden door, the hot atmosphere came, the crowds were filled with people, either the mercenaries were loudly clamoring, the soldiers were pretending to be crazy by drinking wine, and the dancer twisting wildly in the middle of the tavern.

Seeing this, Dubois whistled loudly, and then he walked into the crowded crowd, and invisible fluctuations spread, pushing away the soldiers and mercenaries blocking them in front of him.

"Boss, come ten glasses of steel liquor!" Du Bois patted the counter and said proudly.

The bartender in a simple robe looked over when he heard this, frowned slightly, and explained, "Guest, the steel spirit here is very intoxicating. I suggest you order a glass first."

"No, I haven't encountered a strong wine that can get me drunk yet." Du Bois opened his mouth and said loudly, then took out five golden shields from his arms and placed them on the counter.

"Hurry up, I can't wait."

"Arrang to this guest, the fee is settled in my account." At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing gorgeous armor and seemed to be an officer walked out of the crowd and said softly.

"Okay, Lord Boli." The bartender agreed, then quickly took out the steel spirit preserved in the wine cabinet and started debugging.

"I am Bori, under the crown of Dubois..."

Before the middle-aged man was introduced, Du Bois reached out to interrupt and said calmly: "I don't want to know your name."

"Tell me, who leaked my whereabouts?"

The faint eyes shot over, and the middle-aged man named Boli instantly noticed the cold chill soaked his soul, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"I..........."

At this moment, Du Bois's face changed slightly, he patted the trembling middle-aged man in front of him on the shoulder, turned his head and shouted at the bartender.

"I'll put the wine money on the cabinet, wait and send the steel and spirits to the private room upstairs. Also, don't add water to me!"
Chapter completed!