"Do you want revenge for that little guy in Saroyan?"

"No!" Hearing Craigie's inquiry, Guy's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, and he immediately said decisively, for those two younger brothers, he had never looked at them, and the ridiculous battle for the throne was just a gimmick caused by those speculators and big nobles.

As for the war between the Abyss and Modrian, although he had sat on the wall and watched, he did not know why.

Maybe it's the feud left by Horace and Saloyan, or maybe it's Modrian who attracts the attention of the Abyss Lord, in short, everything is none of his business.

It's just that, recalling the previous meetings, Guy's inner guard became deeper and deeper, and Modrian grew too fast.

From the first meeting at Harriman Castle, when Modrian was still an apprentice knight, to hearing about the church battles in the town of Irwindale, he has grown into a great knight, and now, with the invasion of the abyss in Cecil's gladiatorial arena, his strength has become a knight captain.

It's only been three years, and Modrian's change and growth have made all forces in Limontanlu feel deeply threatened!

For Guy, it represents an alternative depth of meaning, although it is not as terrifying as breaking through to the legend, but it is enough for him to see the terrifying power behind Modrian.

"Following your advice, I will arrange for His Majesty Jasper to be crowned with the Duke of Dakama, and try not to clash with Baron Modrian." Guy looked out over the low, luxurious buildings on the edge of the aristocratic quarter, where Modrian lived.

If nothing else, he will still install Modrian in the north of the kingdom to balance the Jeffrey family, and some people's minds are shown in this chaos, and according to the information of the Dark Snake, this time Modrian seems to be put in the hands of the Jeffrey family.

Taking a deep breath, Guy felt a little lighter inside, and he still had one last doubt.

"What should the Temple of Power do about it?"

Craigie didn't rush to answer when he heard this, his cloudy vision was a little ethereal, and finally he said faintly: "I feel the breath of divinity........."

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In the bedroom of the mansion, the scarlet life energy is like a cloud and mist, and the fixed rhythm of breathing sometimes turns into a giant roaring, sometimes turning into a war horse, and the momentum of savage and rudeness spreads out.

Well? Modrian, who was practicing alone, opened his eyes, he sensed a strange sensation, the [chain of breath-holding chains] on his chest emitted a little burning sensation, is someone watching me?

The scarlet breathing method suddenly stopped, and the surging life energy seemed to swallow water, and dissipated in an instant, revealing Modrian, who was sitting upright, with a crimson appearance on his white face.

Immediately, Modrian followed his intuition and turned his head to look in the direction of the Violet Mage Tower, his calm eyes were flooded, and his inner thoughts flipped up, he recalled the intelligence information from the Dalle family at noon, His Royal Highness Guy, the former eldest prince of the Stoke Kingdom, officially ascended the supreme throne, took charge of the Stoke Kingdom, and stepped into the legendary road.

"The storm is over, and the Chosen One has appeared!"

Modrian sighed lightly, the trip to Limontamlu had changed his mindset somewhat, and more precisely he had begun to adjust his thinking and the strategic direction of Valoran's future.

The existence of Storm Fury Gana and Emerald God Aion made him somewhat underestimate the many forces of the Stoke Kingdom, but the bottomless abyss completely woke him up with several consecutive slaps, don't sit in the well and watch the sky, the outside world is very big, and the water is deeper.

Standing up slightly, Modrian walked to the balcony, the surrounding buildings obscuring his vision, but he still looked into the distance, his eyes flashing with a different emotion.

"The Harriman family."

He remembered Lambert, who was a good friend, but after the Harriman family made a choice, the connection between the two decreased a lot, in fact, he didn't blame the Harriman family, after seeing through the hypocrisy of the nobles, in the face of interests, anyone would choose Guy instead of him Modrian, a Northland baron.

The Bottomless Abyss, the Violet Mage Tower, and the Council of Nobles!

Waves welled up in his eyes, and Modrian stretched, it was time to make up his mind, sometimes having an ally who was connected with each other could make a lot of difference.

And when he was ready to finish, he left Limontanlu and returned to Valoran as soon as he could, speaking of which he had some of the two lovely little fellows, Poppy and Timothy.

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The year 1459 of the Starfall Calendar, the season of spring, January 21.

The drizzle stopped, the dawn light scattered in every corner of the city, and the shadows and strife slowly ended after the rich smell of blood dissipated, and the prosperity returned to Limentano.

In front of the doorway, the crimson horses neighed, the armored figures were numerous, and Modrian stood on one side, looking at the busy Trefali legionnaires with a calm face.

"Does the Marquis Gardner have any plans for you?" Modrian turned his head slightly to look at Horace beside him and said.

The night before, he had gone to the Dalle family to visit the Marquis of Gardner, and relying on Horace's contact, the two talked for a long time and successfully signed an alliance agreement.

With the help of the Daller family, he will at least not be as unclear about the changes in the Stoke Kingdom as before, and he can also pay attention to some tides in advance and make corresponding countermeasures.

Of course, he also has contributions, such as the refined iron veins of the Lenwall Mountains, as well as certain soldier training and covert operational support.

And Horace, of course, will serve as a liaison between the two forces.

In addition, regarding Horace's strength and intelligence, Modrian will leave Wassman in charge of his security, as well as a column of Trefali legionnaires and a Shadowstream intelligence team.

"There are no special arrangements, and if nothing else, this will become the place where I will live in the future." Horace smiled slightly, his expression was much more relaxed, and he was no longer melancholy and decadent before.

"My father's side also wanted me to return to the Dale family, but I refused."

"At the Daller family I can see the top of the road ahead, and at Valoran Collar I have a feeling that the future will be brilliant and glorious."

Hearing this, Modrian's face turned slightly red, patted Horace on the shoulder and said, "Don't pat yourself like this." ”

"After I leave, you can talk to the Dale family again, it's a little unreasonable to say goodbye without saying goodbye, it's just that some annoying flies are really annoying."

"Yes!" Horace said.

The two continued to talk for a while, mainly to report on the news of Limontanlu later, while the Trefali legionnaires on the other side had everything ready to go.

"Let's go, I'll leave it to you." Modrian finally nodded to Horace, and then stepped straight on his horse, quietly leaving the luxurious building.

There were not many pedestrians on the streets at dawn, most of them were hangover gamblers, and in the face of this sudden torrent of steel, they were a little curious, maybe it was the blood in the shadows before, or maybe it was the cherishing of their own lives, they didn't dare to approach.

At the front of the queue, Darius sat on the back of a red war horse, his thick aura became deeper and deeper, like a sleeping lion, silently waiting for the time to open his fangs, and the Cuffary legionmen behind him were also wearing sharp armor, and the vertical and horizontal aura was introverted, like an ordinary cavalry, without the slightest uniqueness.

Hey! Modrian's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly felt a familiar spell trace come to his mind, which was the fluctuation of the spell gem he had commissioned to make for Cana when it shattered.

"Sophia!"