Time is as fleeting as flowing water, it washes away the cold winter and the snow and ice, washes away the silence in the sleep, leaves behind the prosperity of spring and harvest, and leaves behind the increasingly prosperous Valoran Territory.

Since the opening of trade routes in the Lenwall Mountains, the trade between Valoran's territory and the Barras family has become more and more frequent, and the goods in short supply, foreign goods, fully meet the internal consumption of the territory.

And many of the resources of Valoran's collar are also being fed back to the Barras family, promoting the rapid development of the twin economies together.

The sight of prosperity and prosperity made most of the surrounding blockading forces understand that they cannot do anything. They then realized that the decay of the city of Edalas was inevitable, and that a new center of trade would appear in Valoran's domain.

Then the news from the Temple of Fortune completely shredded the faces of these forces, and they began to arrange for their respective representatives to go to Valoran, hoping to get a share of the benefits there.

It must be said here that Poppy's mission was very successful, bringing back not only the mission headed by Bishop Ista, but also an initialed trade cooperation contract.

At this point, the rise of Valoran is unstoppable!

A new legendary power sits in the Lenwall Mountains and occupies the Northland region of the Kingdom of Stoke.

This made the bloodline nobles of the Stoke Kingdom and the newly promoted royal nobles feel envious and disgusted, envious of the territory with great potential, and disgusted with the attitude of abandoning them.

There are even rumors that His Majesty Guy wants to give the title of Duke of Modrian and guard the kingdom in the Northlands, but Baron Modri of the Northlands seems to be content with his current title and does not set off for Limontanlu to accept the reward.

Such a clear attitude made the peaceful Stoke Kingdom once again have a slight undercurrent.

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The tail of spring remained on the main material plane, and the blazing light sprinkled on the town of Irwindale, still unable to hide the crowded and bustling bluestone streets.

The bustling scene came to this trading town, which, as it was once the envy of Modrian, gradually became the center of trade in the bitter north.

For future development, the expansion plan determined by Modrian and Svein was carried out, with priority given to the southeastern area near the Aaronse Hills, with the overall responsibility of Crane, the grand steward of Fort Digvo.

Near the garrison's mansion sits an ornate building, with a blue eagle flag fluttering high above the eaves, and a smaller flag below it, depicting the armored Pegasus, the noble coat of arms of the Barras family.

Knock knock!

"Come in."

The door opened slightly, and Yolanda's figure entered the main hall, a faint light shining on the slightly hurried face.

"Is there anything urgent?" Firan sat on a wooden chair with a pile of business in front of him, as if he was dealing with the affairs of the family trading caravan.

Since the spring season, the Barras family's trade with Valoran has become more and more frequent, and there are many things that he needs to deal with personally, the most important of which is the transportation of refined iron ore, and the war of the Southern Legion is slowly brewing.

"I received news that many top powerhouses inside and outside the Valoran Territory are rushing to the Lakstak Fortress, and the specific matter is unknown." Yolanda whispered, her eyes flashing with inexplicable emotion.

"That's not something we should be paying attention to!" Fei Lan raised his head, looked at the old man of the family in front of him, and warned.

"You should be very clear about the intelligence strength of the Valoran Territory!"

"If you cross the line, I think the family may give up on you, no matter how much credit and hard work you have done before."

"Who is in charge of receiving the refined iron ore this time?"

"It's Her Majesty Wales who is in charge." A little cold sweat appeared on Yolanda's forehead, and her head hung slightly.

"Well, then arrange it as soon as possible."

After saying that, Fei Lan didn't ask Yulanda anymore, and it wasn't until the other party's figure left the room that he raised his head again, looking at the north through the bright sun, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

At this moment, not only Fei Lan received the news, but many forces who were secretly following the situation of Valoran's territory also noticed the abnormal transfer.

Something seems to be going to happen!

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[Countdown: seconds!] 】

The dark green stream of data filled the pupils, like a materialized countdown suspended in the retina, and Modrian controlled his emotions slightly, silently waiting for time to pass.

"The warning area around the fortress has been cleared, and there are no enemy spies." A distorted shadow appeared beneath his feet, standing silently on one side.

"Has His Majesty Ion woken up?" Modrian asked.

He usually doesn't pay much attention to the whereabouts of Ion, Svein, and Jana, and only contacts them in times of emergency.

This system update is about the future of himself and Valoran, so he invited Aion and them to Lakstark Fortress, just in case.

"In place, Commander Svein and His Majesty Cana have arrived at the fortress." He replied in a deep voice.

Above the blue sky, a sky blue bird gently flapped its wings, circled and danced, and rolled up a gust of wind.

Among the peaks and mountains, the silver-white Demacian dragon bird let out bursts of eagle chirps, and the shadow of the blue bird was reflected in the dark eyes, full of awe.

Only a beautiful giant eagle of dark blue slowly approached the middle of the breeze, and it was Hua Luo, Quinn's companion.

Modrian looked at the situation in the sky, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, relieving the slight tension in his heart.

Speaking of which, the strength of Jana's crown, he hasn't seen it for a long time, and he doesn't know if he will go further.

One of the main reasons for this is that Modrian has built some sculptures and shrines in Valoran with the image of Storm Fury, and secretly encourages some of the lords to pray for faith.

Just as in the time of Cana in Zuan, the navigators built rudimentary shrines out of seagull bones and shiny shells and embedded them in the bow of their ships, hoping that their ostentatious gestures of faith would be exchanged for better wind blessings.

"Faith of the gods!" Modrian whispered that he was now qualified to know some secret things, such as the existence of the gods, which was once unimaginable.

Gods, gods, and temples are all unimaginable existences!

So he was trying to make some preparations, which was also the trouble caused by the terrifying strength and huge potential displayed by the Valoran Lord.

The Temple of Strength, the Temple of Wealth, and the Ice and Snow Temple of the Elanfalo Empire, these three temples were all projected at the same time.

They had all asked Modrian to build a temple in Valoran's territory, promising heavy profits and many conditions.

It's a pity that Modrian refused, and there must be no forces beyond the control of Valoran.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

A crisp knock echoed at the door, and then Zhao Xin whispered outside the door, "Darius has arrived at Lakstar Fortress!" ”

Hearing this, Modrian's expression was slightly solemn, and then he looked at the calamity beside him, and ordered: "Remember, no one is allowed to approach the fortress of Lakstark. ”

"Those who trespass will be killed!"

The footsteps died down, and the room was quiet again, with no shadow in sight.