"Modrian Peris, Lord of Valoran!"

Modrian looked at the two people in front of him, oh, and a silver dragon, and said softly, his words were very short, as if he didn't care about the forces behind the people in front of him.

However, the meaning of the Firan and Wales on the opposite side exchanged glances. It seemed that the current situation in the Kingdom of Stoke was as they guessed, and after the turmoil ended, it was suspicious.

During the imprisonment period, the two also talked about the turmoil in the Kingdom of Stock, mainly interested in Valoran, the suddenly rising legendary force, because it also concerns the future strategy of the Balas family behind them.

And now Modrian's introduction proves previous speculations, it seems that the Valoran and the Stoke Kingdom are not closely connected, but full of interesting things.

"Don't they introduce it?" Feilan had no choice but to ask at the instruction of his uncle Welsh.

"Haha!" Modrian's fair face filled with a smile. From the beginning of his arrival, he noticed that most of Wales and Silver Dragon Greta's attention was on Svein, and occasionally he would watch Zhao Xin, but his lord was completely ignored by them.

Immediately, Modrian walked to the log table and sat down slowly, not caring about the eyes of each person and the dragon. With the ban under Aiwengmeng, they did not threaten at all.

"This is my housekeeper, Sviin, this is my guard, Zhao Xin." Modrian pointed to Sviin and Zhao Xin standing on both sides, introduced it, and then stared at Wales tightly and said in a deep voice.

"I don't know what happened to me at the Welsh Core Master? Is it okay if I didn't live here?"

The plain tone, but the explicit meaning made Wales' expression slightly change. This was a feeling, imprisonment and freedom, and a different feeling before.

With a few strands of dark purple hair hanging down in front of her eyes, Wales glanced at Svein and Zhao Xin who were standing quietly, and his expression returned to normal.

"It's very good here, but I hope to report peace to my brother so that I can't get the time to violate the interests of Valoran."

"Of course, you can write a letter, and I will ask a member of the captured Silver Dragon Knights to report your safety to you." Modrian agreed with a smile, his tone as if he was giving alms, but his smiling face was full of kindness.

This is an invisible confrontation between hypocritical nobles. The words of the two sides revealed each other, like a test, or like the facts.

With a very false expression and conversation, Modrian hated his current appearance, but remembered Svein's statement that he had to learn these before he was strong enough, and then lead Valoran's leader to continue to move towards the right goal.

Wales stared at the Lord of Valoran in front of him, reached out and took out the already written envelope from his arms and handed it to him, and said in a narrow voice: "I'll trouble Baron Modrian. I hope my brother, Grand Duke Balas, can learn about us as soon as possible."

Grand Duke Balas!

Modrian frowned slightly when he heard this. When he heard them introduce themselves, he had some speculations whether they came from the Balas family of the Ailanfalu Empire.

Don't want the inner guess to come true.

The Ailanfalu Empire and the Grand Duke of Balas, this is not something that the Duke of the Stoke Kingdom can compare. The strength of some of the Balas family can be seen from the captive Wales and Philanthropy.

The most important point is that Grand Duke Balas is the commander of the entire southern legion of the Ailanfalu Empire. He has millions of imperial soldiers under his command, and there are four bordering kingdoms alone, among which the Stoke Kingdom is the weakest and the Beshilik Kingdom is the most powerful.

The Gate of Sorrow is guarding against the Southern Legion of Ailan Faluo Empire. The past ten years of Patriotic War was also dominated by the Southern Legion.

It can be seen that Grand Duke Balas has such respect for his status in the Ailan Faluo Empire!

"Of course, I will make arrangements as soon as possible!" Modrian took the letter and said with a constant expression. Although Grand Duke Balas is very famous, the Valoran leader is not weak now. There may be fewer legion soldiers, but the top combat power is quite large, especially in legends.

Moreover, he did not think that the Ailan Faluo Empire would rashly attack the Valoran territory for this, and the many kingdoms around him would not let it go. You should know that the threat of the Ailan Faluo Empire is beyond the reach of a "baron" territory.

As for the letters mentioned by Wales, they must have used special methods to prevent accidents. Modrian did not want to check them. The content was nothing more than their current situation, the strength of Valoran's leadership, and the redeemable regulations stipulated by the noble parliament.

In order to inherit the noble bloodline, the nobles themselves or the families behind them can be allowed to redeem their lives with golden shields (other items). This is the redeemable regulations proposed by the noble parliament for countless years of inheritance.

Of course, the regulations do not stipulate that the redemption conditions must be implemented. For example, Angela, the first heir of the Jeffrey family, did not agree to this regulations and directly killed the other party.

Looking at the two people from the Balas family in front of him, Modrian secretly guessed that perhaps this was also their idea of ​​getting out, but he just didn't know what the price they could pay.

If Modrian can be impressed, then he doesn't mind letting go of the other party. After all, Valoran now needs too much space and time for development.

The territory is still being integrated, and the arrangements for each town are not determined, economic development is on the right track, and the legion soldiers are also somewhat stretched under the expansion of the territory, which all require firm implementation step by step.

"So, that's it?" Modrian was a little confused. If he just wrote a letter, he didn't need to meet, and the soldiers of the Cuifali Legion at the door could report.

"Wait, Baron Modrian!" Feilan, who was originally silent, suddenly spoke out, and Wales and the adult silver dragon closed their eyes slightly after Modrian took the letter, as if they didn't care about anything.

Interesting! Modrian lowered his eyebrows slightly, turned to look at the Philanbaras who had fought side by side, and said, "Vissue Philanthropin, is there anything wrong?"

"I wonder if you are willing to cooperate with the Ailan Faluo Empire?" Feilan said in a deep voice, his blue pupils staring at Baron Modrian in front of him.

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation is with the Ailanfaluo Empire or the Balas family? Or can you represent the Ailanfaluo Empire and the Balas family?"

Modrian's emotions did not fluctuate due to the word cooperation, but said one after another that the betrayal of the Harriman family has only been around for a while, and he still remembers it fresh.

The continuous questions made Philan frown, the Baron Modrian unexpectedly difficult, or extremely careful and cautious.

Looking gently at Svein and Zhao Xin who remained silent, Feilan sat upright and said in a voice: "Work with the Balas family to build a trade channel together!"
Chapter completed!