Late night in winter.

Over the arena.

The lights, moonlight and starlight complement each other, making the scenery look hazy and psychedelic, as if a light gauze covers the night sky.

The banquet has ended, and there are crowds flowing on the deep road.

Each guest kept his elegant posture and walked to the stables behind the building. The waiter prepared the gorgeous carriage and waited for the master to arrive.

Reap? There must be some.

This was the first large-scale banquet held by Valoran. The many forces present had more or less extra gains. As for the interests of dividing the cake, they received certain guarantees from the mouths of Horace and others.

Of course, they knew very well in their hearts that Valoran's current terrifying power was so cautious about Horace's assurance.

"Sophia, come back to Irvingdale City with us?"

In front of the exquisite red carriage, Alva sent an invitation, and her eyes showed a hint of anticipation.

In the second half of the banquet, she, Pamela and Lydia deeply felt the overwhelming power of Valoran. No matter who faces Sophia, they would bend down to salute and offer their greetings.

This is just Sophia. If it were Baron Modrian herself, she would be somewhat unimaginable.

"No, I'll go back to my place later." Sophia shook her head slightly and refused, seeing Butler Crane who was waiting silently not far away. "Next time, I'll go find you next time."

After saying that, she waved her hand and left with light steps.

On the bluestone pavement, the bright moonlight followed the steps, scattering Sophia's green robe, emitting natural light.

A little envy and jealousy appeared in Alva's eyes. She sighed lightly, suppressing her inner emotions and turned around and entered the carriage.

Sometimes, too huge gaps will completely lose the idea of ​​comparing each other and recognize the ordinary existence of oneself.

"In fact, we have already obtained a 'not simple' friendship, which will change our respective destinies, isn't it?"

In the warm carriage, the fragrance of elk was filled with. Pamela gently pulled Lydia and Alva's arms, whispering, and her charming face was filled with satisfaction.

Tat! Tat!

The carriage started, and the crisp sound of horse hooves hit the ground, like rain and dew ticks. A fog in winter rose, and the figures of Alva and others gradually disappeared into the vast night.

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In the banquet hall, Modrian fiddled with the tea cup in front of him, thinking about something.

The conversation at the meeting was somewhat beyond his expectations. The Temple of Wealth and Temple of Power both sent people over, not to divide the tempting cakes of the Kingdom of Stoke.

On the contrary, the two companies proposed different cooperation intentions, representing the Grand Duchy of Tambea and the Kingdom of Fadirha behind them, and wanted to establish a similar trade relationship with the Valoran Territory.

"What do you think?" Modrian looked at Svein beside him and asked softly.

Upon hearing this, Svein smiled and raised one hand, slowly clenched into a fist, and the bloody red light flashed.

"They are fearing the power that cannot be seen behind us."

"The battle in the Great Plains of Shatar shows that the Valoran leader has the power to rival the gods, but they don't know if this is the full power of Valoran."

"So, they want to use the cooperation relationship to inquire about Valoran's specific strength?" Modrian half-squinted his eyes, his expression cold, and his index finger gently tapped the tabletop.

"Not all," Svein continued to speak. "It is also possible that he really wants to borrow the power of Valoran."

"I remember that the situation in the Kingdom of Fadirha was not as good as I thought, otherwise I would not have thought of opening up another place of faith."

"In the Temple of Wealth, perhaps they believe in wealth and pursue interests, and the development of Valoran's leadership attracted their attention, and even the goddess of wealth behind it."

"Ha, this is very interesting." Modrian seemed to think of something and nodded slightly.

On the continent of Kaladimos, there is not only an empire of Ailanfaluo, but also to the south, there is also a powerful empire with great reputation.

"Then we promised them to establish mutually aided trade relations, including the Balas family. However, this needs to be after we have fully controlled the Kingdom of Stoke."

"A wise choice." Svein and Dryus stood up and bent down slightly to salute.

Time passes, and the night becomes darker.

The dark clouds quietly swallowed up the stars, but the crescent moon hangs high.

Modrian closed his eyes gently, as if waiting for something, sitting quietly in the main seat, shaking his head.

Abruptly, the hazy light and shadow outside the window trembled.

Modrian then opened his eyes, and a rich dark green data stream appeared in his pupils, rolling up ripples like a vortex: "Is it time?"

As if you heard his murmuring, the data flow filled with your eyes bloomed with golden colors, slowly flowing and shining, forming a lucky bag, with exquisite runes engraved on the surface.

【Ding...Congratulations to the host, receive the New Year gift package *1!】

The time pointer quietly crosses the 1460th year of the Star Desert and enters the new year.

It is also a glorious festival at the beginning of the year.

The League of Legends system sent New Year greetings and a gift to Modrian on time.

[Host, do you open the New Year gift package*1?]

The familiar cold prompt sounded in his ears, and Modrian smiled softly, unlike the main mission and temporary mission. This should be the reward he never missed after coming to the continent of Kaladimos.

Modrian sat upright, extended his soul's consciousness, touched the golden gift package placed in the item, and immediately made sure to choose.

【yes!】

Click!

The bright golden light rendered the field of vision, and the lucky bag shattered into pieces, forming an exquisite rune magic array, pulling out dim energy fluctuations.

[Ding...Congratulations to the host, obtaining Akali's Black Gold Treasure Box*1!]

Um?

Looking at the black and golden boxes appearing in his sight, Modrian looked puzzled. The items offered in the New Year gift packages every year are basically not repeated, and they usually don’t just give one item.

"Akali's Black Gold Treasure Chest? Is this something similar to the previous lucky Treasure Chest?"

Modrian saw the true appearance of [Akali's Black Gold Treasure Chest] in [Item], which is somewhat similar to the lucky treasure chest, but it is pitch black all over, and only the position of the keyhole is flashing with pure golden light.

[Special Item: Akali's Black Gold Treasure Box*1!]

[Note: Although the treasure chest is named after Akali, this is a mysterious item obtained in the spiritual world of nothingness, and contains many rare items.]

"Somewhat interesting, the spiritual world of nothingness?"

"The spiritual realm that exists outside the material boundaries."

Modrian's thoughts surged, and some simple memories of Ionia came into his mind, which was a huge archipelago called [The Land of Newborn], with the boundary between the material and spiritual realms.

With a slight movement of consciousness, he took out [Akali's Black Gold Treasure Box] from [item] and placed it on a wooden table.

With his eyes flowing, Modrian observed the black metal box in front of him, which was somewhat different from [Akali's Lucky Treasure Chest], and looked more refined, especially the golden keyhole on the front, which deeply attracted his attention.

[Ding...Host, do you open Akali's black gold treasure chest?]

The cold system prompt continued, and Modrian looked relaxed and not very anxious. Valoran's leadership has now entered a new beginning, not as struggling as before, and he was even in the mood to look out the dark night outside the window.

"A new life, a new beginning, hope it will bring new good luck!"

【Open!】
Chapter completed!