Continue with Modrian's orders.

The immortal fortress, which was already in the midst of noisy and prosperous period, was like cooking oil in a fire, becoming more and more boiling.

At the wide street intersection, there were crowds of people everywhere, among them were nobles who had just arrived at the Immortal Fortress, hurried guards, and whistle detectives who exchanged information secretly.

At the same time, in the aristocratic area in the southwest corner, banquets were beginning, and the active aristocrats wanted to use some banquet exchanges to find out the news about the ceremony.

In fact, if you count carefully, in the past, Valoran had few opportunities to hold the ceremony.

Apart from the glorious festival every year, there is basically no chance to get everyone together.

The current chaos in the Kaladimos continent, the fear brought by the invasion of the abyss, and many affairs in the territory, need to be handled and resolved by heroes from time to time.

This is also the reason why Valoran Territory maintains a peaceful life today.

Behind the prosperity, the guardianship of every hero and the Valoran leadership corps stationed everywhere. They have built an unbreakable defense line for Valoran leadership to prevent any disaster from attacking.

The above factors have led to many young nobles who entered the upper class due to the aristocratic promotion laws and rarely have the opportunity to meet Modrian.

Even at the Glorious Day Ceremony, they could only take a look from afar.

There seems to be a layer of isolation between the two, which cannot be overcome.

It is this sense of isolation, coupled with the cruel news coming from time to time outside the territory, that makes the little nobles full of worry and worry about their future.

They were desperate to step into the power class under Valoran.

......

It was night, and the stars were shining.

Immortal Fortress, aristocratic area in the southwest corner.

Sophia has just finished her meditation today. She is wearing a green robe and holding a glass of sake, standing on the balcony, looking at the brightly lit buildings not far away.

Within her sight, she could see several noble banquets being held.

The carriages moving forward, the crowds of people, and the flashing magic lights injected mottled neon colors into the dark night of the immortal fortress.

Dongdong! Dongdong! Dongdong! Dongdong!

As the sound of knocking on the door sounded, Sophia sensed a familiar breath and said softly: "Come in, Philanthropin."

The quaint and exquisite dark green room door was pushed open from the outside, and Feilan, wearing a black and white dress, entered the room, his eyes moved, and walked to Sophia with a tiny step.

"Is it over?"

Hearing the inquiry in his ears, Philan shrugged helplessly and said distressedly: "End?"

"For me... Well, to be honest, for us, this is the beginning. It's at least before the ceremony begins."

Although Feilan's current superficial identity is still the Templar of the Ailan Fallo Empire, Sophia's special status in the Valoran rule made him naturally favored by most nobles.

"The invitations we have received recently were enough to pile up into a hill, and you have no idea what's going on outside..." Feilan paused and recalled the banquet he had just attended.

"Are these guys crazy? Have you forgotten the true manners of the nobles?"

"And you can attend the ceremony in two days, why do you have to know the content of the ceremony in advance?"

Sophia looked quietly at Feilan's complaining look, and a smile appeared on the corner of her delicate mouth. She comforted her softly: "It's just a banquet. You've experienced it in the Ailan Faluo Empire before?"

“It’s totally different…”

Feilan shook her head gently and looked at the brightly lit building not far away, her expression changing.

"These nobles are too eager for quick success and instant benefits, and have completely changed the essence of the banquet. The exchanges between them have evolved into exchanges of interests."

"In the two years when Modrian kept his strength, although he still controlled the vast territory with his power, his laissez-faire power allowed these nobles to accumulate enough desire."

"They were extremely eager to know whether the content of this ceremony was about the aristocratic questions raised before."

Thinking of the secret movements of some nobles not long ago, Feilan's eyes shifted and turned to look at the towering main fort in the distance, turning his mind.

Among the nobles, there is no way to escape the shackles of interests.

Only interests can make them so crazy.

As he thought, Feilan couldn't help but sigh and said, "I have to say that the aristocratic promotion decree proposed by Modrian changed the eternal and unchanging aristocratic laws in the continent of Kaladimos."

"Own ability, bloody military merits, turned into the authority of the nobles!"

"Maybe there are some problems now, but I believe that the birth of the aristocratic promotion decree is enough to write the history of the continent of Kaladimos."

Feilan was a nobleman and a determined changer.

He had long seen the benefits that the aristocratic promotion decree could fundamentally change the nature of the aristocratic.

The capable are superior, the weak are inferior.

The benefits brought by the aristocracy are also required to fulfill their responsibilities.

However, in the Ailanfalu Empire, even if he had the support of the God of Winter, he could not get the support of His Majesty Leopold and forced the law of promotion of aristocratic people.

Because this seemingly simple decree has truly touched the interests of most old nobles, and there are many godly families, and the final result is also incomplete.

Sophia saw the depression in Feilan's heart, stretched out her green palm and held Feilan's palm.

The silent concern made the extraordinary man quickly calm down. He looked down at Sophia's beautiful face, and his expression warmed. He seemed to remember him and said, "Have you received Benny Izzy's request?"

Hearing this, Sophia's expression flashed and she sighed softly: "What, has he found you?"

"Yes, at the banquet just now, I talked to him, and now he is waiting for you in the living room below."

When Feilan saw Sophia's expression, she felt puzzled: "Is there anything difficult?"

"In a dilemma?" Sophia lowered her eyes and said softly: "He wants me to help. Can he persuade Modrian to provide some protection for the high elves?"

High Elf?

Feilan's expression subsided. As the heir to the Balas family and the Knight Templar selected by the God of Winter, he certainly knew the reasons behind the strange phenomena in heaven and earth not long ago.

The great goddess of life in the forest disappeared, the Eluenna forest turned into a bloody battle field, countless high elves were hunted, and the Confederate was completely in chaos.

"Did you agree?" Feilan said with a hurried tone.

Benny Izzy's request seemed normal, but in his opinion, it was definitely a hot potato, and he didn't want Sophia to be affected.

"I...I'm hesitating."

Sophia's eyebrows were full of confusion. When she was young, she was in Perris' territory. Under the guidance of Uncle Benny, she embarked on the extraordinary path and became a formal mage apprentice, with certain freedom and rights.

Later, when he first arrived at Valoran, Uncle Benny took good care of her and cared for her very much.

Although her strength has surpassed Uncle Benny under the guidance of Ayon and became a high-level magician, she still maintains respect for Uncle Benny in her heart, and often meets and takes care of her.

But this time the request had exceeded her inner circle and interfered with Modrian and Valoran.

Neon lights illuminate the night sky and cover up the brilliance of the stars.

After thinking for a long time, Sophia made up her mind, looked at Feilan in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "I am going to agree to Uncle Benny's request and go talk to Modrian."

"Since you have decided, then go and do it." Feilan gently hugged Sophia in front of her and whispered.

In his opinion, once Valoran tribe chooses to protect the high elves, it is equivalent to stepping into the whirlpool sweeping the south and unable to extricate itself.

Most importantly, Filand received the secret news of the Ice and Snow Temple, and the whirlpool that swept across the south was related to,,,,

A battle for interests among gods!

"It's just that Modrian..."

During the whispering conversation, the two of them stared at each other, recalling the changes in Modrian in the past two years, while their hearts were filled with amazement, they also felt a little strange and fearful.

Whether it is the endless powerful people around Modrian or the pressure he carries, their relationship seems to be increasingly distant, especially recently Modrian is busy with some things and almost unable to see each other.

Even if you occasionally see each other from afar, Sophia and Feiran can sense the trembling feeling from the depths of their souls from Modrian.

It's like the god of winter that once descended his will!

......

......

Under the dark night, the lights are brilliant.

In an elegant tall building adjacent to Sophia's residence.

Warm yellow magic lights illuminate the room, and a few exquisite and small items decorate the surrounding walls, adding a cute style to the room.

On the glass windowsill, Anne clutched the brown bear tightly with her hands, looked down at four or five figures on the street, and a red flame was leaping in her eyes.

Those figures were none other than Benny Izzy who had just left Sophia's residence. Behind him was his half-elf guard, three men and one woman, all of whom were elves swordsmen wearing exquisite leather armor.

[Elf Swordsman is an extraordinary profession that can only be entered by elves. They have agile figures, are good at close combat, and believe in the great forest life goddess.]

"Hey, Anne, what are you looking at? So engrossed."

In the quiet room, a slightly naughty sound suddenly sounded, causing the light to shake gently.

And the moment he heard the sound, Annie looked shocked and subconsciously hugged the brown bear in her hand, as if afraid that Tibers would be taken away.

I could vaguely see Tibers in Annie's arms, trembling slightly, as if she was afraid of something...

"Don't worry, I won't steal your toys this time!"
To be continued...