League of Legends Invades Another World

The cold winter wind blows, and after the noisy town of Irvingdale last night ushered in the freshness of the morning sun, the green streets are full of traffic, crowded, and what I have heard and witnessed is a maze of images full of flowers.

Modrian galloped past, leading the Noxian scarlet cavalry behind him to start the noise and noise, but no one dared to speak too much. There were no merchants and mercenaries that could survive in the town of Irvingdale. I don't know the red-bottomed double-edged axe flag that was flying in the sky and once set off the boundless killing.

Hiss!

The horse neighed, Modrian clenched the reins skillfully, controlled the horse to stop, his brown eyes staring forward.

In front of the steps of the garrison mansion, Cooper had already waited, but what really attracted his attention was another white-haired old man holding a white jade scepter.

Wearing a robes made of slender gold silk, the exquisite ornamentation is more cumbersome and luxurious than any nobleman Modrian has ever seen. His head wears a silver crown and orange gems dot the crown.

There is no doubt that this is a real superior.

While Modrian was observing the gray-haired old man, the old man saw him at the same time, nodded and said: "Nancy Peters, I have seen Baron Modrian!"

There was a hint of gentleness in the cold tone, giving people a sense of kindness, but then a faint golden life energy rose, and a solemn and solemn aura enveloped this area.

Bishop of the Temple of Power: Nancy Peters, who is in charge of all the affairs of the Temple of Power in the northern part of the Kingdom of Stoke, is considered a prominent figure in the past six months.

The obscure expression flashed across Modrian's face, slightly adjusted his inner emotions, and he said softly, "It turns out that it is Lord Nancy. It's an honor to see you."

"The town of Irvingdale is no better than the town of Adalas. I wonder what's the matter with Master Nancy coming over this time?"

"Haha, Baron Modrian joked. Today's Irvingdale town is known as a rising jewel in the northern part of the kingdom." Nancy smiled gently, her expression full of approval, and she did not know it was for Modri. Ann’s approval is still the approval of the town of Irvingdale.

"I don't think it will take much time. This place will attract the attention of the entire Stoke Kingdom."

"Master Nancy joked. The development of Irvingdale's town is too restrictive and will not become the jewel of the empire like the city of Adaras." Modrian still maintained a humble attitude, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

In the words of the old guy, there are needles in the cotton, and they are everywhere in the town of Irvingdale. It seems that the prosperous economy here evokes the coveting of the temple of power.

"What? Isn't Baron Modrian going to invite me in for a comment?" Nancy knew that enough was enough, and turned the subject sleekly.

The comer is not good. Modrian squinted his eyes, and from the corner of his eyes he saw several knights in armor behind Nancy, the knights of the temple?

"Of course, Lord Nancy is welcome to come to the humble house." Modrian handed Cooper the reins in his hand, moved his wrists slightly, and then ignored the people of Nancy and went straight into the mansion.

He hates hypocritical people, especially when he hides a knife in his smile, and has an air of conquering everything, and now the bishop of the power temple is fully occupied.

"Ha, then let me open my eyes, what kind of stuff is the Temple of Power, dare to lead such a rude in Valoran."

The mansion of the garrison, Modrian liked the style of this building very much, leaning towards the simplicity and function of the previous life, and almost nothing was wasted.

"Master Nancy has something to say straight, I hate being around." Modrian sat down in the main seat of the living room, and then went straight to the subject without waiting for the other person to take a seat.

"Uh..." Nancy looked astonished, and it was the first time he had seen someone so unkind to him since taking charge of the power temple in the city of Adalas, he was still a baron.

But these are not important, he has his own task to complete.

"Hehe, Baron Modrian has the same character as the rumors, he is decisive and speaks very directly." The faint smile dispelled the astonishment, and Nancy turned her head slightly to look at the other people in the living room, seeming to be indicating something.

"Next thing we are going to talk about..."

"No, they are my confidantes. Master Nancy can speak directly if you have something to say." Modrian interrupted the old man's words and insisted that Bobby, Gugallas, and Gregory stay. , The tone is mixed with a little playfulness.

"Maybe he (she) will also be interested in the next topic."

The color of sullen anger faded in a flash, and Nancy suppressed the anger in her heart, her old face still smiling, but it looked a little stiff.

He knew in his heart that this mission was a failure, and no one was a fool. He already knew the result from a few conversations, especially the bad attitude of the other party.

But if he didn't fight for it, he was a little unwilling. When did the main church of the Temple of Power be so humiliated.

Even the one in the royal capital didn't dare to underestimate the power temple, so he suppressed and diminished the influence of the power temple during his decades of reign.

But now, the brilliance of the **** of strength is about to once again descend on this land of lack of faith.

"Does Baron Modrian have any thoughts on the situation in such a kingdom?" Nancy said with a smile again. "Do you want to go further in this event? Become a true upper-class noble like your father Viscount Brooke."

"Isn't this what you've been pursuing?"

Modrian was taken aback for a moment. Didn't the bishop come to be held accountable? Why has it become a win over him now?

It seems that they really fell in love with the Valoran collar, or have they found something?

"Master Nancy joked. My wish is to stay at Valoran collar. I never hope to become a real upper-class noble."

"Really? But the military power in your territory seems to have surpassed the fief power stipulated by the laws of the kingdom. This seems to be a little different from what you said." Nancy's old face was still smiling, but at this time there was a hint of inexplicability. Meaning.

despair! despair! despair!

Hearing that, Modrian stood up and walked to Nancy step by step. He could feel the majestic life force in Nancy, but at this moment, he is no longer the one who stood behind the hero before, let alone. There are Bobby and Gujaras.

He lowered his head to look down at the old man in front of him, his cold eyes were undisguised killing intent.

"Master Nancy, are you investigating me?"

"No, no, no, how did I investigate Baron Modrian? Some believers in the **** of power accidentally said it when they were repenting." Nancy also reduced her smile, and her wrinkled face flickered. With a hint of golden light.

"The **** of power is watching here, and I hope Baron Modrian can consider my proposal."

"Perhaps in the future we will serve the God of Strength together and welcome the glory of God to this prosperous territory."

Bang! Bang!

Modrian applauded lightly, seeming to agree, but the words he spoke made the bishop's face suddenly changed with a look of strength in front of him.

"Sorry, Lord Nancy, I don't accept your explanation, so...!"

"Jie, let me say that it is forbidden to believe in the **** of power in the Valoran collar."

"If there is a violator... Kill it!"

The cold words made the temperature in the living room drop a lot, and the two tall figures stared at each other.

"Yes." In the corner shadow, Jie's figure emerged, and after accepting the order, he disappeared again. (After entering the town of Irvingdale from Modrian, Jie once again lurked in the shadows around Modrian.)

"Is this the result you want? Lord Nancy." Modrian bowed slightly, staring at the white-haired old man in front of him, and said coldly, since he wanted to force the Noxian cavalry to believe in the so-called power. The Queen of God is doomed to everything.

"Gujaras, see off!"

Bang!

Fatty hands suppressed the trembling Nancy, the bishop of the power temple was shocked to find that the life energy in his own seemed to be stagnant, and he couldn't afford a trace of resistance.

"Old guy, it's not welcome here!" Gu'gallas said nonchalantly, using his hands slightly to throw the old man in front of him out of the garrison mansion. In his eyes, there was no old, weak, sick.

If it weren't for Modrian's order, he would want to directly tear the old **** full of hypocrisy in front of him!