Click!

The pale golden rune key quietly jumped out of the data stream, rolled up a little ripple, and appeared in front of Modrian's eyes.

Then, it is appropriately embedded in the keyhole of the black gold treasure chest.

Airplanes!

As the key melted, a faint aura of magic surged.

In the private room, a strange landscape phenomenon appears.

The seemingly sturdy pitch-black outer box was like a flower petal blooming, the hazy aura dissipated, and a purple-red metal card was revealed in the stamen, and a few bright electric currents flashed on the surface.

【Ding...... Congratulations to the host for unlocking the Destiny Card: Decepticon Zero: Sain! 】

Hearing the sound of the system's prompt, Modrian's expression moved slightly, mixed with a little surprise, and then the life energy surged, turned into a ribbon to wrap the metal card, and moved it to his hand.

Modrian looked down, his fingers gently stroking the fuchsia metal card.

It's a strange material, seemingly thin metal, but it has an inexplicable hardness.

The main thing is that the colors of the cards bring a more bizarre sense of grotesqueness.

Yes, grotesque.

The extreme and rich purple red color is depicted on the surface of the card, blending with the color of the metal itself, and finally forming a high-tech characteristic... Artwork.

Carefully looking at the cards in his hand, Modrian's mind came to mind the specific information transmitted by the system.

【Decepticon Zero: Sain】

[Note: Decepticon Zero, the ultimate land mech unit, is a heavily armed loader that can easily defeat enemies no matter how much damage it takes, once a battle order is given.]

While there are constant fears that it will go berserk, for now, these fears are unfounded and cannot be compared to its extraordinary mech performance. 】

"The ultimate land mech unit!"

Gently reciting the introduction in the notes, Modrian's expression was slightly excited, and his pupils were filled with high emotions.

Mecha, or armor.

It is a dream that lurks in the hearts of most men.

It's about machinery, it's about metal, it's about bloody battles.

"Is Seon back?" Modrian turned his head to look at the shadows in the corner of the room and asked.

"The Great Plains of Sha'tar is being cleared of the entire territory, and Sein has been ordered to guard the fortress of Nuu." The figure of the robbery quietly appeared, reporting in a low voice.

The fuchsia card swirled in his fingers, and Modrian pondered for a moment before finally speaking, "Arrange for someone to rotate and let Theon return to Lakstar Fortress in the near future." ”

He was a little curious about the Mecha of the Decepticon series, which is one of the more famous skin series in League of Legends, which is loved by players.

In comparison, the Hextech series and the Kingdom Mekhan.

Maybe the battlefield mecha is also counted, but in terms of fame, there is a lot of difference.

"Hex." Modrian remembered Sinjid's needs, his eyes flashed, did the system sense something?

"Yes, my lord."

He bowed slightly, and just as he was about to escape into the shadows, a subtle fluctuation emerged from his mind, and after listening carefully, he spoke out loud.

"Someone visits you to ......"

"In the name of the Council of Nobles."

Hearing this, Modrian's expression moved, he looked out the window at the drowsy night, and whispered, "What does this mean?" ”

At the banquet earlier, he guessed that the noble council should send a representative, and focused on observing this representative from the noble council, but the other party did not show any outstanding performance in the meeting, but sat silently on one side.

A few years ago, the meeting of the nobility held in Limontan Luri is still fresh in my mind.

At that time, Modrian was vaguely aware of the behemoth that existed on the continent of Calradimos, the Council of Nobles, whose strength could affect every kingdom/imperial power that existed in the aristocracy.

As the Valoran Lords begin to open their fangs and prepare to annex the Kingdom of Stoke, the Council of Nobles will certainly not sit idly by.

So when this banquet was held, Modrian was already ready and waiting for the people of the noble council to come.

Unfortunately, it was not the expected confrontation, but an alternative silence.

Or, should I say..... Observe?!

Observe whether Valoran is qualified and has strength.

"So, I passed the examination of the Council of Nobles?" Modrian thought of the other party's visit, smiled softly, then looked at the robbery, and ordered, "Arrange for her to come in." ”

"Okay." Silently, the catastrophe disappeared into the shadows.

......

......

Dim lights, quiet corridors.

Moira Percy Joyce walked slowly, her pale green eyes showing a different emotion, she had seen Modrian in the Violet Mage Tower in Limontanlu.

Even when I think about it now, I can't believe it.

In the shadow plane, the little nobleman who was struggling under the Abyss Lord had grown into an existence that she had to pay attention to.

Not only her, but also the family and empire behind it, also cast their eyes.

The door opened, and Moira walked into the private room, saw Modrian, who was sitting on the throne, and said respectfully, "Good night, Baron Modrian." ”

"Moi, I don't know what happened when I visited late at night?" Modrian calmly stared at the legendary mage in front of him and spoke softly.

Elegant and noble temperament, with a mature and beautiful face, is a rare female legend.

If it weren't for the spiritual aura that he felt with the slightest trace of time, he might have mistaken Moira for a true top genius.

The fact is similar, every crown who has stepped into the road of legend, in addition to having extraordinary talents, their own efforts are also indispensable.

And Moira can maintain such a young face, which shows that she was not very old when she entered the legend.

After all, this is the normal world, and not everyone has the help of the system to forcibly break the limit of talent at the age of Modrian and step into a legend.

"I would like to ask Baron Modrian, what do you know about the Council of Nobles?" With an elegant smile on her face, Moira said slowly, her expression showing calmness.

With a raised brow, Modrian looked at Moira in front of him, thinking silently in his heart.

According to the information collected by Valoran, the Council of Nobles was originally a free council formed by a group of great nobles in order to protect their power and interests from being excessively encroached upon by the temple during the age of the gods.

Until now, I don't know how much time has passed, but it has always stood on the continent of Calradimos.

"Does this have anything to do with what Her Majesty said?" Modrian asked rhetorically, not about politeness, but about fighting for the right to speak.

"It's a little bit related." Moira nodded in response, her eyes unconsciously observing her surroundings.

She was inexplicably aware of the danger around her, but for some reason, her spiritual perception could not see the source of the danger.

Resisting the restlessness of her emotions, Moira guessed from Modrian's reflection that the other party should know some information about the noble council, and immediately asked again.

"So, I would like to ask Baron Modrian, how much does he know about the Favercade Empire?"

"Lionheart Empire, Favercard Empire." Modrian's tone was unusually solemn, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and then he spoke.

"Is Moira crowning on behalf of the Favercade Empire? Or does it represent the Council of Nobles? ”

The Favercard Empire, known as the Lionheart, is a super force comparable to the Elan Faro Empire, and even the comprehensive strength is faintly superior to the Elanfalo Empire.

Because the Fafcard Empire occupies the most fertile and fertile land on the continent of Calradimos, with a sufficient population base.... and many other obvious advantages, these are far from being comparable to the bitter cold northland.

But because of this, some of the qualities that should have been lost are lost.

"I represent both the Favercade Empire and the Council of Nobles." Moira stared at Modrian, bowing and saluting, it was not the usual aristocratic etiquette, it had some kind of ancient meaning.

Moderian remained motionless, but inwardly dismissive, although Moira herself said that she represented both the Fafvercade Empire and the Noble Council, but her words revealed herself.

The Favre Card Empire was in the front, and the Noble Council was in the back.

It is clear that the Favercade Empire has a higher status in Moira's heart than the Noble Council.

"No need to play riddles, Moira, tell me why you're here tonight." Modrian doesn't plan to go around any further, he still has things to arrange later.