The cold winter wind obscured the warmth of the winter sun, and under the cold sky, the Noxians living in Fort Dig seemed to ignore the arrival of the winter season, and their linen clothes wrapped their strong bodies, let the cold breeze blow, unaware.

Modrian was used to this, and this was the Noxian way of life, and he smiled and greeted everyone who passed by Noxians, and then walked along the wide central avenue.

The worn stone slabs have faded to cyan, but they are still indestructible, which also shows that the long-term vision of the war stonemasons at the beginning and the choice of stone are very good.

Standing on either side of the road are a complex of stately buildings, where the Noxians lived, and the streets that were isolated from each other were narrow and claustrophobic but did not prevent the road from flowing smoothly. The wall buttresses on the eaves have experienced ups and downs, but they have not ushered in the baptism of war, maybe there will be opportunities in the future.

The pace of walking is not fast, and Modrian calculates the time, and he has not been to dig Fort Wo for about half a year.

During this time, he spent all his time in Lakstak Fortress cultivating, hoping to break through his current strength, but unfortunately, his mediocre talent wore down his efforts, at least for now, he is still at the strength of the Great Knight.

At the end of the road is the main fort of Fort Digwo, which stands on the hill, and its architectural style is more delicate, and it welcomes the owner again today.

In the council hall, Modrian sat in the center of the conference table, his white face no longer melancholy and immature, the lord's power became stronger, and the others began to take their seats.

"Crane, what's going on lately?" Modrian asked, turning his head to look at the butler of Fortforts on his right.

Crane flipped through the notebook recording intelligence information in an orderly manner and said softly, "With Lord Darius and Lord of the Shadow Stream, nothing has happened. ”

"But .....," Crane said, glancing up at Modrian, continued, "Viscount Brooke has sent a letter asking you to return to Perris Castle for the family reunion on Glorious Day. ”

"This is the fourth time this month that we have sent a letter!"

When Modrian heard this, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he said: "Refuse the invitation, saying that I don't have time to go back." ”

"Yes, my lord, I'll arrange it." Crane responded, and continued flipping through his notebook. "Count Raphael sent you an invitation two days ago to attend the aristocratic gathering in three days' time, and the invitation has been placed in your room."

"Baron Benny, the garrison of Edalas City, has also sent an invitation, hoping that you will have time to visit the garrison's mansion before the glorious festival."

"Grant Count Raphael's invitation." Modrian pondered for a while and said, after all, in the past, the Harriman family took good care of them, and some business channels were also connected by the other party.

"As for Uncle Benny, I'm just going to visit Edalas City, so I'll stop by."

"Okay." Crane took a pen to record Modrian's arrangement, and quickly took out a solid gold letter from his notebook.

A clenched fist is engraved on the surface of the letter, and the gold lines outline the intricate symbols, and the eyes look at it, and a sense of sacredness comes to the surface.

"Bishop Nancy Peters, the Bishop of the Temple of Power, sent a letter of announcement in the early hours of this morning, giving us an explanation for the incident that occurred yesterday in the town of Irwindale to suppress the missionaries of the Temple of Resistance."

"Temple of Power? Interpretation!? Modrian's eyes were half-squinted, his face calmly staring at the solid gold letter on the table.

It seems that the news from the royal capital this time is likely to be true, and this group of religious people who have been suppressed by the royal power for decades can't wait to jump out and show their might.

Is this trying to win me over? Or do you fall in love with Valoran Collar!? Modrian touched his chin, his eyes a little cold.

or bring me into kingship.

You must know that his baronial title is a reward from the royal capital of the Stoke Kingdom, and the reason is very simple, to expand the territory of the Stoke Kingdom.

After the battle of Laxstak Fortress, Modrian began to work on the arrangement of [Main Quest: Building a Territory], not only for the main rewards, but also to have a place to stand.

In the next six months, he reorganized the forces of each hero and mid-level officer, with the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry as the main body, supplemented by the Noxian Imperial Cavalry, and began to completely clean up the Lemmor Mountains.

Eventually, with the help of Storm Fury Jana, Modrian managed to carve out his own territory and named it Valoran's Territory.

Unfortunately, Lady Luck's favor also left after the territory was built, and he spent a lot of resources in the past two years, and only summoned a few heroes.

It may also have something to do with the development plan he had made, and without the disturbance of those pesky aristocrats, the refined iron veins of the Lenwall Mountains provided huge gold shield support for the towns of Irwindale, Fort Digging and Fortress Laxstak, and the three cities entered a period of rapid development.

In the past, the goods transported by the dragon lizard were refined iron, and after the subdivision planning of Fort Digwag, some of them would be transported to the town of Irwindale for trading, and some of them would be exchanged with some forces.

It can be seen that the town of Irwindale is now an important part of Valoran's territory, and Modrian has Gregory as the garrison, Cooper Adolphus as the day-to-day assistance, and a hero in residence: Barrel Gugaras.

"Something interesting." Modrian tapped his right hand on the conference table, his fair face smiling. "Arrange someone, I want to know what happened last night."

"Yes, my lord." A hoarse sound was heard from within the shadows in the corner, and then the shadows dissipated.

Seeing that Butler Klan's affairs were dealt with, Wasman got up from his seat and said respectfully, "My lord, according to the plan that has been made, the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry and the Trefali Legion have gone deep into the Lenwall Mountains and explored some of the depths of the mountain range. ”

"Judging from the information we have now, it is impossible for the Elanfaro Empire to arrange a large-scale invasion of the mountain range by the legions."

"However, it cannot be ruled out that they, like us, arranged for special forces to disperse and break through the geographical limits of the Lenwall Mountains."

Wasman spoke out of his heart, during this time he was almost focused on the Noxian soldiers deep in the Lenwall Mountains, exploring unknown territories, and sacrifices were inevitable, even for extraordinary knights.

Modrian was well aware of the vastness and depth of the Lemmor Mountains, especially the many knights he had seen about the Ice Temple before, and he considered whether there would be an enemy in the rear and the possibility of tūpòǒ.

"yes, I see." Modrian nodded. "Don't pay too much attention to the Lakstak Fortress, Her Majesty Cana and Captain Teemo will assist you."

In the following time, Modrian discussed with Darius and Sain about the military distribution of Valoran's territory, and listened to and adjusted some places.

He didn't want to expose the situation in the depths of the Lemmor Mountains, where the Rakstack fortress existed, and there was something hidden, for which he publicly executed spies and infiltrators in Irwindale every month. {The visibility benefits of a fortress are extremely terrifying, and the forces it will attract will no longer be these 'petty' nobles in the northern part of the Stoke Kingdom.} }

But the killing doesn't seem to stop the curiosity of some of the forces in the shadows, instead, they send a large number of outlaws into the Lenwall Mountains from various sources every month.

Modrian also knows that he can't cover everything up after all, but he still needs this time difference, at least to make Valoran's territory develop more quickly and prosperously, and have the strength to face everything in the future.

It's impossible to give up!

From the moment he saw the fortress of Laxstak, he knew that the future of Valoran would be there, and that Fort Digging and the town of Irvendale would serve it.