League of Legends Invades Another World

Still still the top-floor window of Cecil Arena, Bessemer looked down at the entire arena like a sculpture. The circular architectural design allowed him to easily observe all places.

In the center of the arena, a battle between warriors and giant ice wolves is being held in the hard stone cage, dripping blood stains the red stone ground, and torn flesh is hanging on the sharp iron ropes.

The battle was at the end, and the warrior who was seriously injured on the ground looked desperately watching the ice giant wolf approaching slowly, the dripping viscous saliva exuded a fishy smell, and a little blood stained the white fur.

At this moment, the arena is densely packed with seats and lanes, full of crazy civilian merchants and nobles, and the deafening howling is flooding the sky above the arena. It is excitement, annoyance, joy, regret, and all emotions are mixed together. .

Besimo closed his eyes and felt that he could realize the desire of ordinary people for blood, as well as the bloodthirsty and bravery hidden in the depths. This is the desire shared by all intelligent creatures.

"Horace, you shouldn't be back!"

"The kingdom storm that is coming will be your chance and your grave. Isn't the only way out for you, Lord Gardner? Isn't it a good idea to live more than anything else!"

"And now, your choice will change the destiny of many people!"

The emerald eyes opened, revealing that two different emotions are struggling, maybe more than two: nostalgia, envy, friendship, care, etc. Past memories, along with these emotions are mixed in the mind, Bei Xi Mo tried his best to suppress them, not wanting them to burst out, and tried his best.

"You are back, so what should I do!?"

Looking down at the bustling noise in the arena, Bessimo muttered to himself that the position of the Cecil family had already been decided, and even now he could not ignore the family's interests. This was the basis for his current status.

"Sorry, Horace, my friend, I have no choice!"

In the noble world, there is no right or wrong. Only the interests are supreme, and it is right to be able to obtain the established interests.

............

There are many gorgeous and elegant buildings in the central area of ​​Limonteul. This is where nobles gather. Most of the top noble families of the Stoke Kingdom are scattered in this relatively small area, but they dominate the tyrannical Stoke Kingdom. The giant moves forward.

A simple and simple low-rise building adjacent to the most central area of ​​the Kingdom Palace is also more like a beautiful garden.

The transparent warm sunshine is shining, and the garden is shining with all kinds of beautiful and bright colors. The verdant dense forest, the standing rockery group, and the green grass show that this is often taken care of in an orderly manner.

"Uncle Raphael, that little guy has already arrived in Limuntunlu, but unexpectedly, he seems to have something to do with the Holles of the Dal family." His Royal Highness Guy said softly, enjoying the scenery in front of him. , The plain face couldn't see any look.

"Horace? Didn't he be sent out of the Kingdom of Stoke by Gardner? Why did he come back?" Count Raphael frowned slightly. He had also heard about the original things, but it was a shrinking circle of the depressed aristocracy. The tragedy, but because of the extraordinary identities of the parties involved, it caused a bad and huge impact.

"This has violated the promise made by the Dal family to your Valente family, and Horace will not enter the Kingdom of Stoke for the rest of his life!"

"Yes, who knows because of what, anyway, he has entered Limontanlu and mingled with Modrian." Guy turned his head and said with a smile. "The trail they thought was very careful, but they didn't want to have been exposed. After all, this place has become the center of the storm."

"Perhaps their farce will be a wonderful prelude to the coming storm."

"This doesn't seem to be in line with the plan made, don't you stop it?" Count Raphael lowered his eyes, stroked the ring on his finger, and spoke lightly.

"No, no, no, this is better than I expected. At least I can see the strength of each family in advance, at least the attitude it shows." Guy shook his head, his calm face showing a trace of excitement.

"Let's look forward to the collision between my brother and the Dal family, oh no, maybe Modrian will solve everything without the Dal family's action."

The spreading frost froze the note in the palm of the hand, the life energy trembled slightly, everything turned into ice stains, and disappeared without a trace.

"How's the arrangement on the noble council?" The hot sun shone on Guy's face, reflecting a faint brilliance.

"Those are old cunning guys, how can they stand up in advance? They are all waiting, waiting for the definite news from His Majesty Lloyd." Count Raphael finally turned his attention away from the ring on his finger, his eyes muddy. Overlooking the magnificent palace complex.

"Can you confirm the authenticity of the source?"

Hearing that, Guy turned around, moved lightly, walked in front of Count Raphael, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Don't worry, Uncle Raphael, you can enjoy this'war' that is destined to win! "

"No one can stop me, the throne!"

Inexplicable shadows reflected in the azure pupils, flashing crazy colors.

............

Near Cecil Arena, the elegant courtyard provided by Bessemer, the servants have been dismissed, and the soldiers of the Cifali Legion take over the defense here.

The dim magic light illuminates the room, Modrian and Horace sit opposite each other, and a tea set is placed on the wooden table in front of them.

The warm tea water lingers in the light fresh water mist, filling the air.

"Can you trust your friend?" Modrian held up his teacup and let out a sigh of relief.

"Bessemer? I don't know, time will change a lot." Horace shrugged and said helplessly. "Like me now, he now has an irreparable crack."

From the moment he saw Bessemer, Horace felt a little regretful, changed too much, and changed too fast. Once behind him, the unknown guy has already mastered the party, and the superiors’ aura is unobstructed and more important. The strengths of the two are vastly different.

"It's pretty good, at least it can provide us with such a quiet and elegant environment." Modrian drank a sip of tea and smiled faintly.

"However, I think we are probably exposed to the eyes of some forces. From entering Limontanlu, many tails followed us until Cecil Arena retreated and left."

The scarlet life energy flashed away, and the faint mist dissipated. Modrian stared at Horace and continued.

"As soon as possible to find out the current situation in Limuntanlu, I think as an'indigenous' you should have a way?"

"Yes, I will go out tonight, hoping that the forces of the dark side will not change their station." Horace nodded and said.

"That's good, be careful when you go out, I will arrange Worthman with you." Modrian said.

"Thank you Lord Lord!"

Horace bowed his head and left the room. He knew in his heart that this was protection. During the journey, he had seen Worthman's strength, tyrannical, terrifying, and violent, and he was definitely a great knight with top strength.

The light mist continued to linger in the room. Modrian sat cross-legged and looked like he was closing his eyes, but his inner thoughts were like waves, and the muddy water of Limontanlu was a little unexpected.

Before entering this ancient and majestic city, Jana warned him under the crown that there are at least three legendary existences in this prosperous city, as well as some dark power silently lurking in the dark.

"Robbery!"

The low voice of the call echoed in the room, and the Lord of Shadows in gray armor slowly emerged from the reflected shadows. Modrian stared attentively, but still could not see the depth of strength, but Jie's strength had been crowned by Jana. And the confession of the old guy.

"With the arrangement, I want to find out the situation in Limontanlu as soon as possible in these days."

"Observe your will, Yingliu will go all out!" The indifferent hoarse voice sounded, and Jie's figure disappeared in a flash.