The noble banquet in Harriman Castle ended in a hurry. Every noble who left was in a hurry, and quickly left in a delicate carriage engraved with the coat of arms of the nobleman.

Afterwards, the city of Edaras, which had already fallen into the silence of the night, sounded the sound of horseshoes. Taking advantage of the dark night, many groups of nobles and gentlemen shuttled in the quiet alley, like a symphony of fate, chasing the heart of interest.

In the chaotic situation, many hidden dark forces stretched out their tentacles, contacting different groups, and more people began to look at Harriman Castle and Valoran collar.

The combination of force and wealth may not be appropriate to describe this, but it has affected the minds of most nobles.

If this is a huge ship sailing in the wave that is about to set off, how much is the ‘ship ticket’ worth? Is there still a chance to ride a giant ship? (The force displayed by the Valoran collar and the well-known wealth of the Harriman family, at least at this stage, no other forces have performed more prominently.)

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After the cold night was cold, Modrian returned to the Blue Strawberry Hotel and left overnight with the people under his command. He had a foreboding that the wave was starting and he had to make some arrangements in advance.

As he expected, in the two days after the banquet, the city of Adaras seemed to be experiencing a silent storm. The confrontation in the dark continued. The blood shadows in the night were visible from time to time. Everyone, every force, every nobleman was in a gradual wave. Lost peace of mind in the middle.

The laws of the kingdom are in vain. This is also a defect of the aristocracy system. The upper class formed by power and property higher than other classes has too many resources. Once the source changes drastically, the entire city will be turbulent.

At the critical moment, the Kingdom Legion sent by the Harriman family and the Gate of Mourning entered the city of Adalas, and coordinated the management of the city's public order without affecting normal trade.

This brings a trace of stability to the ordinary people at the bottom, at least before this year's Glory Festival, the bustling still entangles the city, maintaining the surface peace.

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In 1458, the day before the Glory Sacrifice is the last day of the year in 1458.

Modrian sits alone on the high tower that stands in the center of Lakstark fortress. After more than a year of construction and transformation by war masons, this legendary fortress of ice and snow dwarves has reborn with a different style.

Mottled traces disappeared from the gray city wall of the towering fortress. What emerged was a smooth wall, and the heavy and broken gates were erected again, but the mysterious pattern engraved on it was still blurred, and the specific spell type could not be distinguished. This is also Modri. The reason for An’s distress is that there are too few legal professionals under his command, most of them are force-oriented, and lack the research and interpretation of the magic pattern system.

The black mist that once swallowed the mountains and entangled the fortress has long since dissipated. In the subtle transformation of the pan-consciousness of the Kaladimos continent, this area of ​​the Renwall mountain range gradually returned to life, and the lush greenery dotted the mountain jungle.

With the rise of the Valoran collar in recent years, more and more sentry and spies have focused on the towns of Irvingdale and Fort Divau. The tight blockade and brutal killings cannot stop some who risked death. Fanatic.

For this reason, after discussing with his heroes, Modrian decided to move this year's celebration to Lakstark Fortress. (The long-term line of defense formed by the Noxian cavalry and Yordel scouts in the Renwall Mountains is sufficient to prohibit any other forces from approaching.)

The cold night time always goes by quickly, the full moon is shining dimly brilliance, and the shining stars have been dotted with the coming night.

The burning bonfire dissipated the cold chill, food and spirits were scattered everywhere, and drunken people could be seen everywhere. I have to say that Gulagas deserves to be claimed to be the most outstanding master brewer, and the spirits he brews are well received by Legionnaires. , Even many Yordle scouts tasted a few drinks, the blushing face filled with lovely cheeks.

"Noxians, Yordels, and maybe there will be Demacians, Ionians, etc. in the future." Modrian looked down at the noisy scene, and suddenly thought of these, the past grievances were summoned by the system. Later, I was relieved, and now we are leading Valoran to cut through the thorns and move forward courageously.

"I look forward to the future, and the many heroes I look forward to will gather together."

"But now, the time has come." Modrian raised his head and looked at the bright night sky, the bright stars turned into a ribbon of galaxy.

"Jana, let me know."

Huh!

A sky blue blue bird disappeared on the top of the tower, accompanied by a breeze blowing across his face, blowing away the fine blond hair on Modrian's forehead.

At the same time, a tyrannical aura rose from the four corners of the southeast, northwest, fortress of Lakstark, impossibly blocking the entire fortress.

This is just in case. After all, when the chaos is about to come, no one can guess the minds of other forces. What if someone really has crazy ideas?

Modrian took out the magic items one by one from the space ring. These were dozens of magic items traded between the Harriman family and the prince, and they were delivered to Fort Nevau by the Atelier a few days ago.

[After the Glory Festival, in the third week of the prosperous spring season, Limontanlu will convene a council of nobles and invite the nobles from all over the kingdom to the royal capital. 】

The words left by Butler Atley before he left still echoed in his ears, Modrian half-squinted his eyes, and the emotions in his heart waved.

The Council of the Nobles is held every three years, and the year 1459 of the Starfall Calendar is exactly the time limit for holding it. Does this indicate anything?

The king is seriously ill, and the king's power has changed. The ghosts and gods hidden in the dark will come up at this moment, and all he has to do is to guard the Valoran collar while prohibiting other Xiaoxiao from invading the territory.

[Ding.......... If an energy source is found, is the system allowed to decompose? 】

[Allow decomposition! 】

The dark green data stream surged in Modrian's pupils~lightnovelpub.net~ like a fine fiber thread instantly wrapped all the magic items in front of him, no matter how high or low the quality was, they were shrinking and annihilating at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, all the dozens of magical items piled up disappeared.

[Congratulations to the host, get the blue essence*796]

The dense dark green data stream remained in the corner of his eyes, and Modrian frowned unexpectedly. The quality of these magic items is not low. It seems that the Harriman family and His Royal Highness can be said to have lost their blood. He should pay more.

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【Name: Modrian Perris】

[Strength: Great Knight (Knight's Body, Scarlet Breathing Method)]

[Blue Essence: 1220 o'clock]

[Orange essence: 0 points]

[Victory points: 0 points]

【Item: None】

【Golden Shield: 85284】

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"Blue Essence*1220, Golden Shield*85284, ha, now should be the time when I have the most wealth." Modrian murmured while staring at the rudimentary system panel.

These are very important to the Valoran collar that is about to face the storm. The blue essence can summon enough soldiers and arms, and the golden shield can provide complete logistics supplies to deal with sudden local conflicts.

Dang-dang-dang!

The thick and long quaint bells echoed in Lakstark Fortress, heralding that the old year is about to pass away and the new year has officially arrived.

[Ding.......... Congratulations to the host for getting the New Year's gift*1! 】