League of Legends Invades Another World

　　 The towering blue city walls are sleeping like giant beasts, and the continuous drizzle obscures the view of the night and is boundless.

　　 Wow! Wow! Wow!

　　 In the bedroom of Fort Worth's main castle, the empty golden magic lamp sheds bright brilliance, and the pure white quill nib rubs against the instrument, making a slight rustling sound.

　　 The breeze was blowing, and the shadows flickered.

　　 Modrian felt a little bit, put down the quill in his hand, and looked to the right side of the desk. Jie's figure had already stood, hidden in the shadows, and bowed his hands respectfully.

　　 "How do you feel?" Modrian said, he didn't ask if it was a success.

　　 In his opinion, only the peepers and the forces of the oak tavern can't stop Shadow Stream's surprise attack. Maybe they don't even have the qualifications to be an enemy, it can only be regarded as a simple killing.

　　 "Very weak."

　　 A low, hoarse voice sounded, and the tone was full of indifference, and the emotion of Jie could not be seen.

Modrian smiled when he heard the words, stood up, walked to the balcony of the bedroom, and quietly looked at Fort Divau. This piece of territory belonged to him. The fertile farm and the expanded barracks had already occupied halfway up the mountain. There is space left.

　　 The bluestone road connecting all directions can be seen everywhere with galloping Noxian cavalry. The dark figure broke through the rain curtain, and the leisurely momentum showed the elite color.

　　 Turning his head slightly, Modrian looked at the left area of ​​Fort Divau. He used all the cards of the self-cultivation farm that he had just obtained. The emerald green rice dotted the desolate mountainside, waiting for the autumn harvest.

　　 "There will be enemies with enough weight, and the glory of the shadow current will bloom here again." Modrian stretched out his hands and leaned out of the balcony, feeling the icy rain.

　　 It's time to complete the tasks of the system. The tired body yearns for unknown challenges, instead of staying in the library, staying in the territory, and enjoying the luxurious life of the nobility.

　　 With the advent of dawn, an orange-red light tore through the gloomy gray sky, reflecting the drizzle and revealing psychedelic colors.

　　 "Master Modrian, breakfast is ready." Crane's voice came from outside the bedroom door.

　　 At the table, Modrian tasted a familiar breakfast, vegetable soup, white bread and dried wild boar.

　　 Although he can't compare the exquisiteness and deliciousness of the food in Harriman Castle, he still eats very happily. During this time of leaving, he feels that he misses everything in Fort Divau. Only here can he feel at ease and familiarity.

　　 "How about the exploration of refined iron ore veins?" Modrian picked up the clean napkin by the dining table and wiped his mouth, and asked casually.

　　 If nothing happens, this fine iron ore vein that has just been excavated will become an important source of economic development for the future development of Fort War.

　　 This is no less than the gold shield he has stored now, and even in the long run, it far exceeds the meaning of the gold shield.

　　Refined iron ore represents weapons and equipment. For Modrian, because of the existence of the system, he does not like ordinary equipment made of refined iron ore.

　　 But for some nobles and local forces, refined iron ore is very attractive, otherwise there will not be so many people who hope that Modrian will die on the way back.

　　 Now, he will take good care of this fine iron ore vein, and it will open up the situation of the Kingdom of Stoke, and it is more likely that the future construction of the territory will also be lost.

　　 Crane habitually opened the notepad he carried with him, looking for the records from the densely packed text, and said: "The fine iron ore veins are in good condition. According to experience, there is a lot of ore content in it."

　　 "However, there was news yesterday that the Noxian soldiers who were in charge of guarding the veins found a passage from inside, which may lead to Lakstark Fortress."

　　 Modrian's mouth-wiping action was slightly stagnant, and then returned to normal. He was originally thinking about how to complete the tasks issued by the system, but he didn't expect that he would have a pillow when he fell asleep.

　　 "Not bad," Modrian said appreciatively, and then asked Crane about another matter. "Are everyone here?"

　　 "They are all here, waiting for the adults in the discussion hall." Crane put away the notepad and said respectfully.

　　 "Well, let's go down then."

　　 Modrian went down the stairs and came to the conference hall of the main fort. There were already many people sitting at the small conference table. Today’s internal meeting was notified in advance before he returned.

　　 It may be that he started to adapt to the role of his lord, and some things started to be arranged early instead of making decisions temporarily.

　　 Same as before, on the left side of the square table, Dreyus, Sion, and Worsman sit in sequence.

　　 A little change occurred on the right side. Crane stopped taking his seat, and stood quietly on Modrian’s left side, spreading the notepad in his hand, preparing to record some meeting content.

　　 Because of this, there are only two people sitting on the right, Gregory and Poppy.

　　 But everyone didn't care about it, instead they turned their eyes to Modrian's right hand, like Jie hidden in the shadows.

　　 The strange and familiar feeling, mixed with a certain mysterious atmosphere~www.NovelMTL.com~ makes Jie stand there, looming, in a trance, as if completely hidden in the shadow of Modrian.

　　 Looking closely again, it brings a sense of panic that swallows everything.

　　 Face the shadows, face death.

　　 Next, except for Dreyus, Sion, and Bobby, the others dare not look at Jie's body anymore. They are familiar, just because they also come from Valoran, and the gap between classes is like a huge valley.

　　 "This one should be familiar to you, Lord of the Shadow Stream. Jie." Modrian turned his head slightly and looked at Dreyus and the others.

　　 According to some information, although Dreyus and Sion did not participate in the war to invade Ionia, it does not prevent them from knowing the reputation of Jie.

　　, after all, represents the future of Shadow Stream, Kayn is from the Noxian Empire.

　　 "I know his name, a very strong ninja!" Bobby said excitedly, with an interesting look in her purple eyes. Well, for her, there is another hero that can be challenged.

　　 As for Delius and Sion, facing the Jie hidden in the shadows, they nodded slightly without expressing too much.

　　 In fact, from the current scene, we can see some of the future. As Modrian’s heroes become more and more numerous, depending on his power or relationship, there will be various small groups.

　　 But now, the Noxian Empire still holds the dominant position.

　　 There is no way too much. Whoever makes the many heroes, units, and buildings given by the system come from the Noxian Empire.

　　 "The topic of today's meeting is Lakstark Fortress..." Modrian looked around at the people around him, and then said word by word.

　　 "And, completely erect the **** reputation of Fort Worth."