League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 8: Irvingdale Town　　 Drizzle, like a veil made of silk, falls from the cloudy sky, and the fall is a little soft, but in the cold weather, it cuts the muddy ground like a knife.

　　 Click!

　　 The rapid sound of horseshoes came from the rain curtain, and the silhouettes wrapped in the cloak, like beasts that broke through the cage, arbitrarily crisscrossed the bead curtain in the falling rain, knocking away some raindrops.

　　 ”Stop moving forward!” Dreyus, who was riding a chain horse, stretched out his right hand and motioned.

　　 After hearing the order, the team galloping in the rain stopped suddenly. There were no accidents in their skillful riding skills. Occasionally, there would be horses neighing, which was to endure the cold raindrops that fell.

　　 ”Master Modrian, there is a situation ahead!” Leng Yu’s eyes tore open the rain curtain like a knife, and Dreyus’ low voice sounded.

　　 Hearing this, Modrian raised his cloak and looked up at the curtain of rain. It was vaguely visible that there was red rain flowing not far away.

　　 ”Ride a gun, get ready!”

　　 sonorous!

　　Clean and neat movements, sharp lances pierced the rain curtain, revealing a cold cold light, under the visors are the indifferent and ruthless eyes of everyone, and the pervasive momentum of killing is faintly stagnant.

　　 Delaeus rode horizontally to Modric’s side, a tiger-like figure stood majestically, and scarlet radiance appeared in his half-closed eyes, which became deeper and deeper.

　　Rain curtain patter, a three-person scout cavalry team quietly appeared, and then one of them faced Modrian’s cavalry team and drove forward and stopped outside the guard range.

　　 ”Master Modrian, Lord Benny greets you!” the scout cavalry shouted loudly, and the rain interfered with the sound transmission.

　　 Benny Izzy?

　　 Modrian raised his brows, as if he didn’t expect to hear the name of the defender of the city of Edaras here, then the identity of the opponent would be obvious.

　　 Waved his hand to signal the team to move forward. Not far away, one could vaguely see a battle that had just ended. The blood was stained with red rain, flowing like a sea of ​​blood, and dozens of stiff and broken corpses were buried in the muddy ground.

　　 ”Say hello to Uncle Benny for me, thank you for his help!” Modrian noticed that something was unusual and seemed to be ambushing him, and then said to the scout cavalry not far away.

　　 ”Master Benny just doesn’t allow Young Master Modrian to be attacked in the area of ​​the city of Adalas.” The scout cavalry said forward, and at the same time handed out a sealed box.

　　 ”This is a gift from Lord Benny to Master Modrian. I hope you will go smoothly to the town of Irvingdale!”

　　 Modrian stopped Cooper, who was about to ride forward, and passed by himself. As a noble young master, he needs to do enough posture and etiquette.

　　【Ding..........Is the system allowed to decompose when the energy source is discovered? 】

　　 The cold system prompt sounded, Modrian hid his excitement and rush, thanking him and said: ”Thank you Uncle Benny for the gift. If I have time in the future, I will definitely visit it myself.”

　　 ”Okay, Master Modrian, I will bring a message to Lord Benny!” the scout cavalry said respectfully. ”Master Benny will send you a word, don’t underestimate the influence of the Jeffrey family in the northern part of the kingdom!”

　　 The sound of horseshoes sounded, and scattered rainwater splashed. After the reconnaissance cavalry finished speaking, they turned around and left, disappearing into the fuzzy rain curtain.

　　 ”The Jeffrey family?”

Looking at the cavalry figure in the distance, and then at the blood-red battlefield in front of him, Modrian had no doubts. In the northern part of the kingdom, except Benny, no one would care about his existence, oh, and his brother. Very concerned about his whereabouts.

　　 And now, after hearing Benny’s warning, Modrian had to start to re-examine, as the behemoth that dominates the northern part of the Kingdom of Stoke, the family of Jeffreys, known as the [Prince of the North].

　　 There have been rumors that the words of the Geoffrey family in the northern part of the kingdom are sometimes more powerful than the words of the royal family.

　　 Even though the old king of the Stoke Kingdom still firmly suppresses several dukes in the kingdom, in the northern region, no one dares to underestimate the Jeffrey family.

　　The existence of the Iron Thorn Legion is one of the deterrents, it is the trump card legion cast with killing and blood.

　　 What’s more, in the face of the **** facts, Modrian admitted that he still underestimated the influence of the Geoffrey family in the area of ​​the door of mourning.

　　 The Gate of Sorrow, there is a barrier of war under the absolute control of the Stoke royal family. The radiation range includes the surrounding area and cities, and the town of Irvingdale is also within it.

　　 Dispelling these thoughts, Modrian looked at Dreyus beside his eyes, smiled, the soldiers came to block, the water came to cover him, he didn’t believe that the Jeffreys would put all their attention on him.

　　 With the energy that his brother can mobilize, Modrian believes that Dreyus will let those people see the truly unstoppable force.

　　 Looking down at the sealed box in his hand, there may be more accidents.

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　　 The night is drowsy, the cold breeze is mixed with fine sprinkles, scattered countless fine water spots, blindly pouring out the sparsely shadowed towns of Irvingdale, and the wet blue streets.

　　 Under the bad and changeable northern weather, most of the townspeople choose to stay in their houses. Even those who live in the north all the year round cannot stand the cold wind mixed with drizzle. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The red and black flags danced with the wind in front of the tavern door, disrupting the rain falling down, and the heavy oak door strictly resisted the cold, letting the cold wind roar.

　　 Inside the tavern, the red stove is burning, dispelling the cold, baking the clean and tidy hall, there are a lot of guests, they are either the merchants stranded in the town of Irvingdale, or the mercenaries exploring the Runwall Mountains.

　　 ”Hey, old John, why do you have so little wild boar now? Did you cut corners again?” The old man in front of the bar pointed to the food on the wooden tray and said loudly.

　　 ”Old Jack, you still pay the money honestly, don’t want to go wrong again!” The owner of the tavern, John Andy said without raising his head, wiping the wooden wine glass with a rag in his hand.

　　 ”Hey, hey, old John, how do you talk, anyway, I am also a frequent visitor, how can I lose money.” Old Jack patted the bar with his right hand and said.

　　 Everyone laughed and laughed, obviously not too irritated, they were all watching the two old guys with amusement.

boom!

　　Old John put the cleaned wooden wine glass on the bar, and looked up at the people in the tavern. His wrinkled face was covered with small scars carved by the winter. It was a weather-beaten mark and a memorial left by the years.

　　 ”You should eat, drink, don’t talk nonsense, business is not easy to do now!”

　　 The chaotic noise came to an abrupt end. All of you sitting in the tavern were old fried dough sticks that had been mixed up in the town of Irvingdale all the year round. They were very aware of the power of this tavern that had stood firm for more than a decade in the town.

　　 crunch!

　　 The heavy oak door was pushed open, and the cold wind blew away the embarrassing atmosphere. The chatterers looked at the two figures in front of the door.