League of Legends Invades Another World

Pour the warm water into the white jade bowl, the green tea is like a bird tongue, dark green in color, and a delicate fragrance lingers in the room.

"The heart of the forest, the unique fragrant tea of ​​the Slidan forest." Benny lowered his eyes and immersed himself in the world he had created, gently stirring the white key spoon with his slender and graceful fingers.

"Because of the scarce number and unique effects, it is sought after by the nobles and wizards."

Slidan Forest?

Modrian half-squinted his eyes, and information about Slidan Forest appeared in his mind, which was a vast forest located in the southern part of the mainland of Kaladimos, a little far away from the Kingdom of Stoke.

"Really? Then I was exposed to Uncle Benny's light this time."

Picking up the white tea bowl and smelling the faint fragrance, Modrian drank it all in one gulp, and the green tender tea also went under the tea.

Um? He waited for a while, it seemed that there was no unique effect?

Wait, that's not right!

As soon as my thoughts are up, a refreshing sensation rises from the abdomen, passes through the visceral veins, and extends to the brain, as if it is washing exhaustion, refreshing.

"Very good fragrant tea." Modrian ignored Benny's astonished expression, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup again, and continued to drink, the faint fragrance of tea permeated.

Benny looked at the scene at the moment and shook his head helplessly. This was a little different from what he expected. The nobleman's etiquette seemed invisible to the other party, showing vulgar movements. (In the past, he didn't have the strength to choose, so Modrian tried his best to get used to the hypocritical aristocratic etiquette, but now it is different, he has enough strength to make himself a little more free.)

Slightly sweeping the girl sitting behind Modrian, the green pupils contracted, and the keen talent endowed by the forest elf blood made him feel the deadly danger.

Reaching out and holding up the tea bowl in front of him, Benny took a sip, closed his eyes and felt the washing of the spirit, and said softly: "There is the latest news from Limon Tanlu. The king is seriously ill and may not be able to survive the prosperous spring season next year. "

"Are you sure it's the same as before? The fraud sweeps away the lurking and violent forces?" Modrian put down the white tea bowl in his hand and stared at the handsome face that barely changed. The blood of the elves was enviable.

In the past two years, His Majesty the King has cheated on illness several times, causing disturbances in the Stoke Kingdom and thoroughly purging many aristocratic powers with different intentions.

"Sure, there are some healing mages in the Violet Mage Tower and the Palace Mage Group who were invited to enter the palace, and when they came out, they were forced to sign a series of confidential contracts." Benny said slowly in the white mist, with an inexplicable expression. A handsome face appeared.

"But I don't want to have a few people who dare to violate the **** of the contract and bring out this news at the cost of their lives."

Dead man? Modrian subconsciously thought that the forces that can use noble mages as dead men are some top nobles. It seems that the news this time should be confirmed?

"Will it affect the Northland?"

To the north of the city of Edaras, is the kingdom's war wall-the gate of mourning, where hundreds of thousands of kingdom soldiers are stationed. (Although there is no war, there are a lot of frictions. There is still the top priority of the kingdom. After all, the Ailan Faro Empire on the other side is one of the most powerful empires on the mainland of Kaladimos.)

As soon as he uttered the words, Modrian felt his innocence, the supreme power of the kingdom, who was not interested?

"Of course." Benny didn't care about Modrian's gaffe, his green eyes locked on Modrian's face, and his calm tone slowly told the cruel facts.

"His Royal Highness Guy, the commander of the Gate of Sorrow, is the first heir of the kingdom, so now there are many sentinels lurking in the city of Adalas to observe the movement of the Gate of Sorrow."

"And, haven't you been affected?"

Hearing this, Modrian frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand Uncle Benny's words. As a newly emerging real power noble, even with the help of shadow currents, it was far inferior to these old nobles in collecting information.

"You can understand if you don't know the situation." Benny scented the fragrance of the heart of the forest, his handsome face in the mist looked a little fuzzy.

"Before His Majesty the King took the throne, more precisely, before the Great Patriotic War, the Temple of Power was the state religion of the Kingdom of Stoke, rather than the situation that is almost invisible now."

Temple of Power?

Modrian was thoughtful. It seemed that the battle in Irvingdale town was not occasional, and the situation was more severe than expected.

"Why does the Temple of Power see Valoran collar? It's not just because of a newly emerging territory." Modrian asked suddenly.

"You are very good, more than two years is enough time for many people to see many things clearly and make choices for them." Benny put down the tea bowl, smiled comfortedly, and moved away from the topic.

"That guy Brooke and I passed a letter, I hope you can go back to Perris Castle."

He lied. The letter from Perris Castle was not from Brooke himself~www.NovelMTL.com~ but someone else quietly passed it on.

"Is it because of the Perris family?" Modrian seemed to realize something and said softly.

Seeing that Uncle Benny remained silent, he was not angry, just like when he first came to the north of the kingdom, he used the reputation of the Perris family. This is a fact that he cannot change since he was born.

"It seems that you have received a similar letter, but I wanted to reject it." Benny finally said, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, that Brooke's choice was wrong, and it was very wrong.

"When your strength is insufficient, only killing and loyalty can gain a certain status."

"The Perris family played such a role for the royal family after the Great Patriotic War, and the Temple of Power never escaped the butcher knife erected by Brooke."

In a trance, Benny saw the **** storms of that time again. During those years, he followed Brooke to fight all over the kingdom, setting off iron and blood killings and purging the believers.

"So this is the difference between me and you. I now have enough strength to guard the things I want." Modrian looked at Uncle Benny who was trapped in memories before his eyes, refusing certain possibilities in a firm tone.

"A person's life will always encounter a vital opportunity. If you seize it, then you can change your life. I am very fortunate to have chosen to leave Perris Castle."

Modrian's body moved forward slightly, and a smile filled the corners of his mouth, which was more of a feeling.

"The Temple of Power chose the wrong target, so they paid the price of death."

"As for myself!" Modrian paused, and then said slightly madly: "I think there should be no one in the northern part of the kingdom standing on the opposite side of me, right?"