The morning after the luxurious aristocratic party at Harryman Castle, Modrian politely declined Baron Benny's retention and hurriedly left Edalas City with Gregory and Noxus Expeditionary Cavalry.

Perhaps the impact caused by the banquet still existed, but this time the departure did not happen unexpectedly, and Modrian returned to the Duower Fort successfully.

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The cold wind in winter is getting colder. The training grounds located in the southwest corner of Fort Juvo are basically cleaned once a day, with blowing wind and snow accumulation and frozen cold solidification equipment.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

At this time, under the cold and low temperature, there were gasping sounds in the training ground. Looking through the white mist, two figures were crisscrossing wildly, and their heavy steps trembled on the bluestone ground.

The dense sweat slid down his fair face. Modrian seemed to feel nothing. He held the blue sword tightly with both hands, and his shirtless arms were dense and slender. With his waving movements, he was like an extremely complex machine, smooth and regular movement, filled with terrible explosive power.

Standing opposite him was Drayus. Compared to Modrian's sweat, Drayus seemed extremely relaxed. He held a steel shield in his right hand, sometimes dodging, sometimes holding a shield to fight Modrian's heavy slash, completely like a sparring look.

Every time the blue greatsword hits the steel shield, a harsh roar sound will sound, dispersing the mist around it, revealing the intertwined figures of both sides. Looking closely, the mist is the hot sweat that has just leaked from the body to the surface of the skin during intense exercise, and it will naturally occur after encountering the low temperature environment outside.

Sharp!

After the last barely re-cut, Modrian stopped and stood on the ground holding a blue sword in his hand. His heavy breathing continued, and fatigue had already hit his mind.

Although his own strength cannot be improved due to talent, his skills and experience can be proficient and accumulated, especially with the personal teaching of Dryus, such opportunities must be grasped well.

The banquet at Harryman Castle allowed him to see many things clearly, not only the hypocritical face of the nobles, but also the strength of the nobles themselves. Hiding in a corner, he observed that many gentlemen and nobles had knightly power, and even the auras of several of them were almost the same as those of Dryus.

The white mist gradually dissipated, and Modrian also recovered a little physical strength, moved his lower limbs slightly, especially his shirtless upper body, with layers of white objects covering his body, which was the salt stain left by the evaporation of sweat.

Cran, who was standing beside him, handed over the kettle and towel at the right time. Modrian took the kettle, drank a sip of salt water, and then picked up the towel and wiped his body a few times.

"What is the result of the equipment test of the Rivodin Blacksmith shop?" Modrian asked.

"The quality is good, and it can be comparable to the standard equipment of the Noxus Empire cavalry, but there is still some gap compared to the equipment of the expeditionary cavalry and the officers." Cran's tone was a hint of arrogance, which was the inner pride of the Noxus people.

"Is that right? That's fine. After all, it's the fine equipment created by the Dwarves of Rivordin." Modrian nodded and smiled. He had to say that the equipment made by the Noxus Empire was indeed excellent, and the superb technology in some details was amazing.

The Noxus Empire cavalry summoned by the League of Legends system all come with excellent equipment, but those are basically used by cavalry. If used for city persistence and long-range defense, it is somewhat insufficient. So when he went to Edalas City, he bought a large number of bows and arrows and shields for later use.

While talking to Cran and Drayus about tedious things, Modrian walked to the main castle, and his tired body needed to be cleaned after exercise.

In the bathroom on the third floor of the main fort, cold water washed Mordrian's fair face towards him. The bone-bone chill stimulated his nerves, making him in a state of quiet thinking.

After the aristocratic gathering at Harryman Castle, Modrian had a premonition that the Jeffrey family would never give up. For the aristocratic group, it would not consider the feelings of some people, but would only care whether their own interests were violated.

His actions and remarks are unacceptable and forgiving to the Jeffrey family. Modrian does not regret it. It is important to respect his heart for a lifetime. He does not care about the dignity and glory of the Perris family, but someone rides on his face. Why do you have to endure it? At worst, you just do it. Who is afraid of who?

In fact, from the beginning of the matter, Modrian was just a waste to the Geoffrey family, but no one could have thought that he could safely arrive in the town of Irvingdale, and simply and neatly deal with the wolf thief jackdaw controlled by the Geoffrey family, and even whip the face of the Iron Thorns Glory at the noble banquet.

Fate is unpredictable, but it is so ridiculous and interesting.

After washing up, Modrian came out of the bathroom, but found Crane standing at the door of the room. He seemed to have been waiting for a while and said, "Crane, are you doing anything?"

"Mr. Modrian, today is the last day of the winter season and the last day of the 1456th Star Descent. According to the customs of this world, do we want to celebrate how many days?" Cran asked respectfully.

Does time pass so quickly? Modrian looked dazed when he heard this. If it were the Earth in his previous life, today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow's Glorious Festival is the Spring Festival. Calculate the time this way, it has been more than two months since he arrived in the continent of Kaladimos.

"Will there be any celebrations in the Noxus Empire to welcome the arrival of the new year?" Modrian put down the bath towel that wiped his moist hair and said to Crane, with a hint of exploration and curiosity in his tone.

"Different areas of the empire will have different ways of celebration, some are complicated and some are grand. However, the army is very simple, with wrestling and gladiators that are extremely popular among soldiers, as well as unlimited food and spirits." A remembrance appeared on Cran's face, and the memories of the past emerged one by one in his mind.

After a little silence, Modrian smiled and patted Crane's shoulder and said slowly, "Wait and contact Cooper, let him send more food and drinks before night. We will celebrate the dig of Fort Wor tonight. As for the fight, you can also arrange it, but be careful of being injured."

"Thank you, Lord Modrian," Crane said respectfully, bent down, her eagerness drove him to leave the room quickly.

In the cold winter, time always passes quickly, the sunset passes by in a hurry, and the shining starlight is already dotted with the coming night.

The sleeping Duower Fort woke up completely, bright magic lights shone on the training ground, piles of burning bonfires dispel the cold chill, and food and spirits scattered everywhere. The Noxus people sang ancient songs around them while drinking the spirits. The noisy atmosphere ignited everyone, and joy and laughter resounded throughout the night sky.

At the same time, in the second floor restaurant of the main Fort Duower, Mordrian and Dryus sat together, with a copper pot in front of him steaming on the stove, and the soup inside was rolling, and sometimes the cooked ingredients could be seen.

Modrian was very skillful in greeting them to enjoy the hot pot, smiling and savoring the delicious food in the hot soup.

Compared to Dryus, who were following the earliest, Gregory and Crane were a little at a loss. They moved slowly, smiled stiffly, and watched the food being quickly wiped out.

Seeing their appearance, Modrian smiled happily, very much like himself who had eaten hot pot for the first time, but it was a pity that he could never go back.
Chapter completed!