League of Legends Invades Another World

Modrian, who had just been rinsed with cold, cold water, felt much better. He wiped his body casually. After putting on a piece of casual clothes, he lay on the rocking chair near the balcony, looking up at the bright stars in the night.

Whoops! Whoops!

The swaying rocking chair made a rubbing sound, Modrian adjusted his body slightly, and his tired face showed a comfortable expression. This is a rocking chair made from the memories of previous lives. He especially liked it, which reminded him occasionally of some beautiful memories of his previous life.

Today should be the most tiring day in the last six months.

The whole afternoon was spent dealing with the squeeze affairs, coupled with the discussion with Dreyus from time to time about the military development direction of Valoran collar, almost exhausted his spirit.

"Sometimes, I myself can hardly believe that everything is true." Modrian sighed inexplicably. In just two years, he went from the second son of a nobleman with nothing to a powerful baron who frightened the North.

The mediocre, the gifted, the noble!

The mediocre is what others think of him, the gifted will be the name of the future, and the nobility is the status symbol acquired now.

Modrian stretched out his right hand, and the substantive scarlet life energy slowly gathered in the palm of his hand. These are illusory existences, and only his own strength is the thing that can best reflect oneself.

Aristocrats with real power also killed a lot; talented people also fell into his hands, so after some things could be delegated to heroes, he began to pursue his own strength.

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【Name: Modrian Perris】

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

[Blue essence: 424 points]

[Orange essence: 0 points]

[Victory points: 0 points]

【Item: None】

【Golden Shield: 54284】

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Great knight peak, this is Modrian's current strength. (The system only displays the current state of strength.)

It was also after breaking through and entering the peak of the great knight, he felt the obvious shackles preventing him from entering a higher realm, which may be the so-called talent restriction.

But Modrian didn't care. With the help of the system, he was a mediocre person from the knight apprentice to the top of the knight.

As for the knight commander, and even the legend, in his opinion, it is only a matter of course after the accumulation of heroes.

call!

The substantive scarlet life energy dissipated, Modrian stared blankly at the dark night, tranced from which bright stars to see a lot of things, pictures of previous lives, memories of passing away, bits and pieces of this world. .

It's been a long time since I was so relaxed.

It seems that from leaving Perris Castle to the town of Irvingdale, he has been worrying about survival, and now, he is a powerful baron, a noble that once hated him.

Perris Castle!

Modrian's expression moved slightly, remembering some broken memories of this life, and it seemed that he hadn't paid attention to the news there for a long time.

He turned his head and looked at the wooden tabletop in the room, where two luxurious and exquisite invitations were lying quietly, one of which was from Perris Castle, from the strange ‘father’.

"My second son, who was abandoned, has made you so concerned?" Modrian showed a mocking smile, and the appearance of leaving in embarrassment was always engraved in the depths of his soul.

As for Perris Castle, there is only one person who can still make him care, his half-sister-Sophia Perris.

If it weren't for the parting gift from Sophia, perhaps when he was in the wilderness, he would sleep in that desolate place and bid farewell to the world.

Whoops! Whoops!

Modrian was thinking about it in a daze, just like this, falling asleep in the dangling rocking chair, sleeping peacefully, like a lonely child.

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Early the next morning, the early morning light fell on the main castle, awakening the sleeping Modrian. After a hurried breakfast, he took Bobby and a team of Noxus Scarlet Cavalry away from Fort Ngwar and headed to the town of Irvingdale.

It should have been informed by the Shadow Streamers last night that Modrian saw Gregory who came to greet him one kilometer away from the town of Irvingdale and Keg Gugalas, who was called by the Yordle as a ‘jerk drunkard’.

"Lord Lord!" Gregory said respectfully, wearing armor and riding a red war horse to the front.

Modrian nodded, and immediately looked at Gugallas, who was still unmoving, whose plump figure was too attractive.

As if perceiving Modrian's gaze, Gugallas rubbed his big red nose and took a sip from the barrel of ale in his left hand.

"Hiccup...er... Gugallas only likes to drink, and he doesn't know anything else."

Come on. Modrian was completely helpless when he heard this. No wonder Bobby and Timo would gnash their teeth when talking about this kind of "jerk" character.

But the wicked have their own ‘wicked’, which is fate.

"Ha, Gujaras, is the ale you owe me brewed?" Bobby jumped out from behind Modrian, held Oren's hammer with her two in his hands, and walked towards the drunk bastard. '.

Gujaras looked at Oren's Hammer with a faint golden brilliance in a daze, his simple face piled up with an honest smile.

"Of course it's brewed. It's all in my tavern. How can someone like me owe lovely Bobby's ale."

"Oh!" Modrian sighed Naihe, which is completely different from the character of Wine Barrel Gugallas introduced in the League of Legends.

He remembered that in the League of Legends universe, Gugallas was an impulsive and unpredictable noisy alcoholic. His favorite activity was smashing wine barrels and heads.

Yes, smash your head and attack the target with a head mallet!

Thanks to his moody temper, drinking with Gugallas is always a dangerous proposal.

It is also because of his unswerving love for ale, he has gone deep into Ferrerjod to find the purest polar water, and for this he has entered the Howling Abyss.

In the end he also succeeded, bringing out a flawless piece of crushed ice that has never been seen before.

This piece of crushed ice not only can use incredible ability to dip his stock of ale, but also has a very convenient side effect-it can freeze the brewed liquid at the optimal drinking temperature.

This is why Gujaras can drink the most mellow ale anytime, anywhere. (It is rumored that Happy Hour is an ale brewed from this.)

Such a character ~www.NovelMTL.com~ is completely different from Gujaras, who is now known as a ‘bastard’.

Of course, a harmonious and friendly atmosphere between the heroes under his command is what Modrian needs. So far, he can also accept the character of his heroes.

"Let’s talk about it, what happened the night before, but the bishop of the Temple of Power sued Fort Divau." Modrian didn’t bother with Bobby and Gugallas, and rode forward. , Looking back and asking Gregory who was always by his side.

"There are missionaries who want to force some of the Noxian cavalry to believe in the **** of power, and forcibly perform magic on them." Gregory smiled and said that the beliefs of Noxians are not so easy to change.

"Those missionaries failed, and they were discovered by the awakened Noxian Cavalry. The two clashed."

"Um... There are many extraordinary knights in the missionaries, and there is even a strong knight peak. Just in case, I asked the shadow streamers to call Master Gujaras. ."

"Who would have thought that Master Gugallas would have killed them all at once, um...the death was a bit miserable!" Gregory shrugged, as if it was nothing to do with him. It was caused by an'accident'.

"By the way, Lord Lord, this morning, Nancy Peters, the Bishop of the Temple of Power, came to visit and said that he wanted to see the Lord."

Gujaras again!

Modrian was completely speechless, but after hearing Gregory's next words, there was a glimmer of cold light in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "It seems that the power of the Temple of Power in the territory is not small, even my whereabouts Detected it."

"Go back to see the so-called Temple of Power and see what it is."