Lakstak Fortress, the main fort study.

After relaxing, Modrian returned to the room, looked at the mountain of letterheads on the desk, shook his head helplessly, turned to look at Zhao Xin and said, "Bring me a pot of hot tea, it seems that I can't rest tonight." ”

"Okay." Zhao Xin smiled, bowed slightly, and left the study.

Sitting behind his desk, Modrian stretched out and looked carefully at the piled up letterhead, noticing a letterhead with a red axe on it at the top.

"It's Draven's letterhead, what's the matter with this guy?" Having doubts in his heart, he directly reached out and picked up the letterhead and opened it gently.

The letterhead was simple, Draven wanted to put on a unique execution show in the town of Irwindale, oh, as it should now be called, to show the penal laws that existed in Valoran's territory.

Seeing this, Modrian put down the letterhead, rubbed his brow slightly, and looked at the red axe sign, he wondered if he had done something wrong.

He just arranged for Draven to be in charge of Valoran's prison system, which was previously divided between Valoran and Lord's rights to various towns, and now it is withdrawn into the territory system and Delevingne is in charge.

It's just that this guy brought his theatrical talent in the Noxian Empire to Valoran, with a desire to share the name 'Draven' with the world.

Modrian was a little hesitant, he shouldn't have suppressed the character of every hero, but the bloody execution performance that Draven was going to do was too shocking to normal people, and the Noxians would like it very much, and I don't know if this world can accept such a brutal and crazy way of acting.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The slight knock on the door woke Modrian's mind, and he remembered his previous instructions and said, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and Zhao Xin walked into the study with a delicate teapot, and after placing it on the side of the desk, he stood still.

"Hear about Draven's recent moves?" Modrian poured himself a cup of tea, and the heat of the white mist covered his face.

"There is some news that Draven seems to want to change the old and boring way of execution, and bring his crazy show in Noxus with him." Zhao Xin said softly, a flash of memory appeared in his calm eyes, which was the memory of being a liquidator in the arena.

"According to Shadow Stream's information, Draven and Sigrid are very close, perhaps seeking help from experience."

Grunt! Modrian took a sip of hot tea, and when he heard Zhao Xin's words, his eyes narrowed. Sigrid? He remembered that his follower had controlled one of the more famous gladiatorial arenas since his time in Limentanlu, so it seemed that Draven was not unpurposeful, but really prepared.

Staring at the contents of the letterhead in front of him, Modrian's right hand tapped lightly on the tabletop, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if ...... Something is possible, especially since there have been so many forces surrounding Valoran Territory lately, so why not gather together and hold a banquet-like event.

And there's some kind of possibility of deterring those guys.

The more Modrian thought about it, the more it made sense, Draven's proposal could be considered, but before that, he needed to consult with the others, because once it happened, there might be many forces that would attract Valoran.

He turned his head to the shadow of the study and said, "Inform Svein, Galen, Darius, and Ash to come to the fortress and have something to discuss." Looking out the window at the night, he hesitated and asked, "Is Darius at the Gate of Sorrow, or is it in the city of Edalas?" ”

"The Gate of Sorrow." Looming from the shadows, he replied, "I am discussing something with His Majesty Svein, concerning the province of Blackwood and the kingdom of Besilik. ”

"Well, then let them know as soon as possible, it's best to come over tonight." Modrian nodded, it was still convenient to have the presence of [Noxtola], and tonight's matter was not just to discuss Draven's request, but also to others.

"Zhao Xin, His Majesty Ai Weng hasn't left yet, has he?"

"Still around the fortress." Zhao Xin seemed to understand a little, straightened his body, and said firmly.

"Then go and open the secret room, you'll need it tonight."

"Yes!"

Watching Zhao Xin and Zai's figure leave the study, Modrian continued to drink tea, his expression was calm, and the godfall incident caused by the Gate of Sorrow made the Valoran Territory in a period of considerable attention for a period of time, and there were countless eyes in the dark watching all kinds of things in the territory.

Even the fortress of Lakstak has a lot of spies infiltrating it, causing a lot of bloody killings. As a result, the spoils of his harvest are tucked away, waiting for the right moment.

Picking up the many letterheads on the table, Moderian began to deal with the affairs of the territory, requests for the Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Strength, about the movements of the nobles in the territory, about trade activities and income from the territory, about the logistics of the territory, etc., there were many matters that he needed to deal with.

This is still filtered, after all, the area controlled by Valoran is gradually expanding, and there are various intertwined networks of power, many of which are related to trade within the territory. In addition, the increasing number of people in the territory also need to pay attention to their lives.

Sometimes, he misses the leisurely life of his past and present lives, but it was an occasional thought, and now he is also enjoying a life to the fullest, a life where he can see the future and his goals.

Perhaps one day, he will be able to fulfill his original dream of traveling across the continent of Karadimos.

As the night darkened, the magical lights flickered.

Modrian leaned over the case, handling the letterheads that had been passed down from the territory, and he would carefully look at each letterhead, either agreeing, refusing, or writing a message.

Shadows emerge, slightly obscuring the spilled lights.

Modrian's face moved, and after processing the letterhead in his hand, he asked, "Are you all here?" With that, he got up and stretched his arms and moved his head.

"It's all ready, waiting in the council hall." He replied loudly.

"No, let's go directly to the secret room, you can talk while walking, it's not too important anyway." Modrian smiled lightly, looked at the calamity at this moment, and sensed a change in his breath. "What's the catch?"

He followed behind Modrian, his red eyes behind his mask flickering slightly: "It's not bad, the shadows of this world seem to be similar to the shadows I have mastered, and I am still groping for subtle changes." ”

"But I have seen the looming legendary road, and maybe I can cross the moat in the near future."

"Very good." Modrian said happily that he was an early summoned hero, and he had been working in intelligence under his command, responsible for infiltration and anti-infiltration, and strangling many spies who were spying on Valoran's territory.

"I'm looking forward to the re-blooming of the shadow stream!"

In a more brilliant way.

The last sentence, Modrian did not say, but put it in his heart, which was his expectation.

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