Starfall ephemeris 1460.

The last day of the winter season, the day before the glorious festival.

In the city of Irwindale, the sunset has dissipated, the clouds have no light, and a layer of gray mist lingers in the sky.

In the distance, the arena was still brightly lit, changing its glow, and the clamor of shouts echoed over the building, waving through the light mist.

Rumble!

The surging life energy broke through the night sky, but for a moment, the noise stopped, and the lights were blazing, blooming like fireworks, dotting the vast plain.

After that, there were a handful of triumphant cheers, with occasional curses of loss mingling.

......

The gate of the arena is spacious and majestic, and the crowd is pouring out, and the frenzied atmosphere has not yet dissipated.

"Damn, that bull-headed liquidator looks incomparably powerful, what kind of knight has long strength, in the face of the Crimson Demon Dan, there is no power to fight back at all." The sound of complaints drowned out in the crowd, but it elicited a response.

"Who can predict the outcome? Crimson Demon Dan's strength is only a great knight, but he can slaughter a knight captain. ”

"Knight? That bull-headed liquidator is waste! ”

"Hey, buddy, don't forget, Dan Anderson once slaughtered a squad of knights in the Temple of Power as an ordinary person." The victorious gambler retorted, his expression full of pride.

"It's worth the investment, and what does it mean that he's still safe and sound in Irwindale?"

"It shows that Dan Anderson's strength has been recognized by the Temple of Power!"

"Bullshit, that's the Temple of Power that doesn't dare to mess with Valoran! Also, don't call Crimson Demon Dan by his full name, he's my idol! ”

", he's my idol too!"

"Hahaha!"

Dan Anderson, as the first liquidator to become famous in the arena, has already had a set of carefully choreographed stories behind it, both true and false, and extremely legendary.

Paired with the power of the demonic bloodline and his brutal and bloody fighting style, he earned the title of "Crimson Demon", and became famous for it.

Right now.

The victors enjoy fame, and the losers are reduced to laughter.

The bull-headed liquidator who failed in the challenge did not even leave his name, even if he was a knight chief, and he would soon be forgotten in people's minds, like drops of water from a wave, returning to the sea.

Inside the arena, the crowd dispersed.

Magical lights illuminated the path to the depths, and a Noxian soldier stood on the left and right, his indifferent eyes intimidating the nobles and merchants who had gathered together.

These are ambitious people who are unwilling to give up the distribution of benefits, hoping to be appreciated by the big people and get the opportunity to participate in the banquet.

But with the order, the Noxian soldiers dispersed the nobles and the big merchants, cutting off their last thoughts.

"Isn't Sophia here yet?" Lydia was dressed in a black gown and looked at the door frequently, and she saw that many people had been expelled from the arena.

Alva looked at Lydia, who was a little impatient in front of her, took a deep breath, and comforted: "Don't worry, since Sophia has notified us to come, she will definitely be able to take us in." ”

Her own left hand clutched Pamela's right hand tightly, and without the two of them noticing, she exerted too much force and turned slightly white.

The cold-faced Noxian soldier was close in front of her, and Alva calmed down, especially remembering the excitement when she got the confirmed news at the Hill Hall a few days ago, and she would never give up the opportunity to break free from the shackles of fate.

"Sorry, I'm late, just and Mo.... Acquaintances together. ”

A familiar voice sounded in their ears, and the three of Alva looked back and saw Sophia wearing a green robe, standing under the magic light, her cold temperament brought them some warm feelings.

"It's okay, let's go over." Alva whispered, and it was only then that she and Pamela felt the pain in their palms.

The two of them each let go of their palms and bowed slightly to Sophia, the fitted dress setting off the sexy figure.

"Well, together."

Sophia nodded and walked towards the interior of the arena with a smile on her face, and the three Alva followed silently behind her.

However, as they got closer to the Noxian soldiers, the three of them became more and more nervous, fearing that it was a dream.

The dream is shattered, and everything is back to the original.

Like a caged canary longing for freedom.

The lights are hazy and the distance is close.

One-step.... Two-step ...... Three-step .....

Sonorous!

The sound of armor suddenly sounded, awakening the three Alva, and when they looked up, they saw the soldiers saluting them.

The Noxian soldier then stepped behind him and continued to evict the others.

The light was bright, and Alva felt a slight coolness on her cheeks, crystal tears sliding down, and in a hurry, she gently lowered her head and wiped her face.

With her arms tightened, Alva looked sideways and saw Pamela looking at her, tears rolling in the corners of her eyes, unable to hide her excitement.

Maybe tonight's banquet can't break the fate they have on their backs, but at least they have a little power to choose.

At least you can choose what you like.

"Hey, hurry up."

Ahead, Sophia looked back at her friend, she knew exactly what it was like to break the shackles of fate, and she was happy for Alva and them.

"Well, here we are." Alva said with a smile, wiping away tears, walking over to Sophia, holding each other's arms and striding forward.

In the brightly lit passage, bursts of warblers quietly sounded.

......

Inside the arena, a former conference hall has been transformed into a banquet hall, and colorful magic lights are swirling and swaying.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, a queue is being formed, and there is a special person to verify the identity and invitation, but fortunately, the speed is very fast, and the line is not very long.

"Wow, that's the Fire Emblem of House Dale, right? Who is so young? Pamela whispered, pointing to a personable man.

"Probably Kevin, the first heir of the Dalle family." Alva looked over and remembered the information her family had gathered.

"I'm not young anymore, I heard that I got married a few years ago."

"Okay." Pamela stuck out her tongue, grabbed Sophia's right arm, and laughed. "It's coming to us soon, and we can get the invitation out."

"Invitations? Need an invitation? Sophia wondered, she remembered that Butler Crane didn't say that he needed an invitation, he just said that he could just bring his friends in.

“？？？”

Pamela paused, smiling and frozen, as did Alva and Lydia, who were paler than others.

Seeing the change in her companion's expression, Sophia realized that she had said the wrong thing, and after slightly blaming herself, she pointed at Crane and said, "Don't worry, I know Crane Butler very well, it's the middle-aged man who is wearing a tuxedo at the door and is in charge of inspection." ”

"Really?" Alva tugged at Sophia's left arm, retaining the last bit of hope.

"Really, I don't lie to you." Sophia looked at her companion and knew that no matter how she explained, it seemed useless, so it was better to prove it with practical actions.

"Let's go, it's already us."

The three of Alva also reacted, and the scene of the Noxian soldiers saluting appeared in their minds before, telling that Sophia's identity was not simple.

Following Sophia's pace, the three of them reached the door of the banquet hall, and then heard the sound of conversation that almost made them exclaim.

"Butler Crane, I'm bringing my friends here." Sophia pointed to Alva and the others behind her and whispered. "I'm sorry for your trouble."

"It's alright, Miss Sophia." Butler Klan bowed slightly, handed over the matter to the war stonemason on the side, and led Sophia and Alva to the banquet hall.

"Do you need to see your lord? He was in a private room. ”

"No, I'll just walk around with them." Sophia looked at the banquet hall at this moment, and there were already many people gathered, talking softly to each other.

"Okay, then I won't bother you." Butler Crane nodded to the three of Alva and walked away slowly.

Sophia turned around and saw Alva with burning eyes, a little uncomfortable: "Huh? You guys.... How? ”

"Wow, what the hell are you? You can actually go and meet the lord of Valoran! Lydia broke the silence and hugged Sophia tightly, her tone full of disbelief.

Alva and Pamela are also waiting for Sophia's answer, a question that has been buried in their hearts for a long time.

Seeing the warm atmosphere, Sophia hesitated for a while, choosing to tell the truth, there are some things that are hidden and meaningless, because the friends in front of her will know sooner or later.

"My name is Sophia Perris, well......"

"It's Modrien Perris's sister."

......

"Sophia is here?"

In the private room of the banquet hall, Modrian stopped talking to Svein and listened to Crane's report, slightly surprised, he remembered that Sophia didn't like the scene too much.

Crane then recounts the information he has gathered, including the Hill family behind Alva, as well as the rumored marriage**.

"I see." Modrian nodded slightly, his expression clear, and he wondered why Sophia would join him today to watch the Reckoner show in the arena, and now it finally came to light.

"Since she wants to go around, let her go, just pay attention to safety."

He didn't want to interfere with Sophia's circle of friends, this was Sophia's privacy, and he would respect Sophia's decision.

As for the little help provided to Sophia's friends, Sophia likes it, as long as it doesn't affect Sophia.

"There are a lot of forces coming to this banquet, which is interesting." Modrian looked at Svein and smiled softly, his eyes full of confidence.