After a warm lunch, Modrian received Sophia's send-off and left Fort Dig in the blue breeze at the gate of the city walls.

The letterhead was simple, Baron Benny had sent a request for help, hoping to get Modryen's permission to travel to Limontanlu by the way of Valoran's territory. And in the letterhead, it is briefly mentioned that the city of Edalas has fallen.

Very surprising information, but Modrian smelled something unusual, the former [Golden Crossroads] Edalas City actually fell to the bottom of this plague disaster, and there was not a single one escape.

"Lambert, the Harriman family." Modrian muttered softly, his brows furrowed slightly, he looked at Zhao Xin behind him, and asked, "Darius can be in Lakstar Fortress?" ”

"No, he's been out of the fortress since yesterday." Zhao Xin replied that he knew what he was thinking when he saw Modrian's expression. "Sain is there, if needed."

Thinking of the giant-like big guy, Modrian nodded slightly: "Arrange for Sain to come over, and in addition, mobilize the Tryfali legionnaires guarding the fortress to go with him." ”

He decided to meet Baron Benny in person, perhaps to find out a little bit of news, but the description on the letterhead was so succinct that it always felt like something was hidden behind it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Modrian, who was waiting, heard the sound of dull footsteps, and looked back, a look of astonishment on his face.

The [Noxtola] embedded in the mountain wall behind Fort Digging flickered violently, and in the transparent halo, bloody warriors wearing thick armor stepped out, and a thick breath of blood rose into the sky.

Immediately behind, a column of Trifali legionnaires in full gear and departure, small in number, led by Vosman, with a total of four ten-man squads, with pitch-black heavy armor draped over their bodies, and the dents representing the three elements of strength were clearly visible.

The last to come out was the big guy Sain, whose brass bell-like eyes were full of indifference, and his hideous black and red armor was draped over his huge body, carrying a huge black axe.

Modrian stiffly looked back at Zhao Xin and saw that the thing was hanging its head. I'm going, I'm just meeting old friends in the territory, and I'm not starting a war, so I need to be so prepared.

Twenty bloody warriors, forty Trefari legionnaires, this is perfectly capable of a skirmish!

He smiled helplessly, he couldn't refute the kindness of the heroes under his command, the strategic deployment was not yet completed, and these guys had nothing to do in Lakstark Fortress, if they could, it could be regarded as a distraction, and by the way, they would support Kree and them.

The sun is shining brightly in the scorching season, and the blazing temperature bakes the earth and sheds thousands of golden rays.

As Mordrian's journey progressed, he saw that the plague haze that hung over the territory was gradually dissipating, and the number of trade caravans and wandering mercenary groups along the way increased.

And thanks to the plague potion made by Sinjid, [Sinjid No. 1 Elixir], after successful trials, it was officially promoted on a small scale in Valoran's territory, and it was embraced by countless people, which greatly increased the sense of belonging of the people.

It also made his reputation as a lord even greater!

Click! Click! Click!

The crimson horses galloped, and Modrian could see the simple camp in the dusk, gently clenching the reins, and his superb equestrian skills controlled the speed of the marching queue.

Now that you have seen your destination, you are not in a hurry for a short while.

Modrian looked back at the Cyne and the Bloody Warriors running on foot behind him, the powerful weapons of war that Noxus had created using black magic and magical runes.

Just as he was about to signal Wasman, who was beside him, to go to the improvised camp, he saw the yodelers who were already waiting on both sides of the road.

Kree, Teemo, and Kenan, the three little ones, a lot, and the cowering Sgar behind him, perhaps seeing so many people, this desert dragon lizard was a little timid and nervous.

Throwing the reins to Wasman, Modrian dismounted and walked, followed silently by Zhao Xin and Sain behind him.

"Hey, Lord Lord!" Seeing the familiar figure, Timo spit out a piece of grass from his mouth and said hello happily, the small figure running quickly, and the beige face with a little fluff was full of excitement.

"Is it time for the changing of the guard? The environment here is too bad to compare to the Lenwall Mountains, and it doesn't play to the strength of me and the main ship scouts. ”

Modrian's originally smiling face gradually darkened when he heard Timo's words, especially when he saw that Kree and Kenan also had similar expressions, he sighed helplessly in his heart, these little guys are really restless.

"Didn't you get noticed?"

"Uh.... What ......." Teemo was just about to answer, but Kenan behind him suddenly turned into a state of lightning, directly knocking the short figure into the air, splashing a little fluttering dirt.

"After receiving the notice, we will stick to the simple camp!" Kenan said in a deep voice, his eyes under the purple mask rolling from side to side, as if avoiding something.

Modrian stopped, his face completely darkened, and he had a bad feeling in his heart when he saw the three little ones come out alone to meet him. Sure enough, these three guys are not in the simple camp recently, and they should have gone to the western plague area of Silver Pine Province to 'wander'.

"Write down, before the end of this strategic deployment, detain all their golden shields, and do not allow anyone to lend them gold shields........" Modrian whispered to Zhao Xin beside him.

Each of Valoran's military barracks would be provided with three meals and lodging as usual, and silver ropes and gold shields would be issued on time every month, which they could spend freely.

"Aha, lord, Sgar is farting again! I'll take it away first! Seeing that the situation was not good, Kree immediately left and jumped on Sgar's back, ready to slip away.

"Lord Lord, I forgot that there are still things to deal with in the camp..... "Kenan was about to disappear directly, and the purple lightning was bright and eye-catching.

Teemo, on the other hand, had just crawled out of the dirt, his raccoon-like face full of ignorance...........

Eventually, the three little ones followed Modrian to the improvised camp with their heads down, and oh, the dragon lizard of Sgar would bite Cree from time to time in retaliation for his irresponsible behavior.

The priest of the Temple of Fortune was no longer visible in the camp, and under the persuasion of Valoran's half-gentle and half-coerced leader, Bishop Isda withdrew from the simple camp with all the people of the Temple of Fortune, and left Valoran's territory directly and returned to the Grand Duchy of Tambefasa.

Leaving so rashly made Modrian realize that the Temple of Fortune must have found some information in the wreckage of the previous battle with the lizardmen, otherwise he would not have left so neatly, and his heart became more and more vigilant about the Temple of Wealth.

Unlike the Lizardman Temple, the goddess of wealth that the Temple of Fortune believes in is a god who attaches great importance to its followers, most of whom are humans and goblins, which has a certain conflict with Valoran, because Valoran is still a blank territory without god beliefs.

Not only the Temple of Wealth, but also the Temple of Power in Limontanlu was also peeking at the Valoran Territory, as evidenced by the conflict that broke out before.

Climbing the wall, Modrian looked at the brightly lit tent camp not far away, and to his surprise, there were many people who had escaped from the city of Edalas, and there were many nobles, and his vision was full of many gorgeous tents engraved with noble coats of arms.

"Go tell Uncle Benny that I'm waiting for him in the camp!"