League of Legends Invades Another World

Chapter 180: friend? I have no choiceSqueak!

The door opened, and the noise broke into the room from outside.

”Raglan, what’s the matter? Panicked.” The young man in black dress reprimanded, looking at the middle-aged deacon who opened the door.

Wiping off the cold sweat from his forehead, Raglan gasped slightly, not paying too much attention to the reprimand, turning around and closing the door, lightly chanting the spell, the light cyan light surging in the air.

[Wind Enchantment]!

Raglan, the deacon of the arena of Cecil, is also a mage professional. He has won the trust of the Cecil family and is responsible for all things on the bright side of the arena.

”I’m sorry, Master Bessemer, I’m a little rude.” Raglan bowed slightly and said apologetically.

The cyan enchantment covers the interior of the room, and the young man in black dress, Besimo, is shocked when he sees this expression. It seems that something extraordinary is happening. Even the isolation spell like ”Enchantment of Wind” is used, and then He motioned Raglan to continue reporting.

”No need to, just talk about it, what is it that makes you so nervous?”

”He’s back!” Raglan’s face was solemn with a low voice.

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Bessemer’s heart moved slightly. He had a foreboding that what Raglan was narrating was about himself. He held up the red wine on the table with his right hand. The bright light reflected through the dangling red liquid, reflecting a thin white square face and deep emerald eyes. There was a fierce light shining in it.

”Make it clear, who is it!?”

”Horace Lindbergh Dahler!” Raglan took a deep breath and said firmly, until now he was a little unbelievable.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

[Wind Enchantment] In the quiet room enveloped, the sound of even breathing and the restless heartbeat appear extremely clear in the quiet and strange atmosphere.

boom!

Besimo stood up abruptly, and the vigor that belonged to the great knight spurted up, and the overflowing life energy surged, impacting the cyan enchantment, causing bursts of transparent ripples.

”Impossible! How is it possible?!”

”How dare that fellow Horace come back? You know that Marquis Gardner paid a great price for him to leave the Kingdom of Stoke safely. What about him now...”

The turbulent breathing and unanswerable tone all exposed Bessemer’s chaotic mood at the moment, but the sudden situation in front of him did affect his current mood.

”Order to go down and cancel tonight’s party.” Bessemer reacted quickly and quickly said to the butler.

Since the few invited have already refused to come, the party at night has become dispensable. Originally, his idea was to investigate some forces worthy of being wooed, but the current situation made him passive.

”Horace, where is the person?” Bessemer asked after finishing the black dress.

”In the backyard, but Master Horace brought a lot of people...” Raglan was interrupted by a sharp voice before he could finish.

”Now in the past, in addition, control the area of ​​the back door of the arena, and don’t let the idlers wait in and out!”

”Yes!” Raglan and the butler bowed in response at the same time, and then immediately left the room, each busy.

............

The back courtyard of Cecil Arena is not big, and the floor is paved with blue bricks. Compared with the rough temperament of the square in front, it looks elegant and beautiful, with hanging branches dotted with the open environment.

Da da!

The sound of small footsteps from far to near, with a hint of urgency, then pushed the courtyard door open.

Horace stood in the front of the queue, looking at the familiar figure in front of him, his thin, handsome square face, and his emerald eyes. Everything was similar to memory. There was not much change. Oh, only one change, that is now. His strength has surpassed him.

”Long time no see, Bessemer Cecil!”

”Yes, long time no see, Master Horace!” Bessemer walked slowly to Horace, bowed slightly, and said softly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Modrian’s people and stared at the somewhat unfamiliar Horace. He didn’t see the appearance of the once vigorous young man, and his weather-beaten face was telling the wandering life.

Horace Lindbergh Dahler, who resounded the name of Limuntanlu at the beginning, the eldest son of the Dahler family, with noble blood and outstanding talents for cultivation, is a veritable son of heaven, if not In the event of an accident, he will become the next Marquis of Dall, the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom of Stoke.

”Is there anything I can do for you?” Bessemer still maintained a respectful figure, just like the kid when he followed Horace.

”Don’t be so polite, besides, I am not a member of the Dal family. I was removed from the Dal family’s genealogy as early as four years ago.” Horace saw Bessemer at this moment. Shaking his head slightly, said bitterly.

Under the ruthless trajectory of destiny, everyone follows a different path, just like now, he is a returning home bereaved dog, and the second son of the nobility who once followed him has become the most famous arena of Limón Tanlu-- The actual person in charge of Cecil Arena.

”Master Hollers joked, I think Master Gardner will definitely miss your return.” Bessimo said with a slight smile, not looking ruthless at all, but much gentler.

”Okay, Bessemer, don’t be polite to each other anymore. This time I want to ask you a favor, can you provide us with a place to stay?” Horace said in a low tone, during this period of wandering life. Here, he learned a lot of things that he had never imagined before.

Moreover, the status of the two has long been different. He is no longer the eldest young master of the Dal family, and Bessemer is no longer the kid who followed him in obscurity.

”Of course, Raglan, arrange the house in the southwest area to Master Hollers, remember not to disclose any information.” Bessemo nodded and said, and immediately waved to the courtyard door.

Unexpectedly, he thought it would be very difficult, but he did not expect that just finding a house, such a small thing, is to take advantage of the chaotic time to come back to satisfy his longing emotions~www.NovelMTL.com~ or there are other things. idea?

”Okay, Master Bessimo, there will be vacated tonight, and Master Hollers will be arranged to live in.” Raglan stood at the courtyard gate and said in response.

”The matter is solved, then Master Hollers, let’s enter the arena together to play. Now the arena is not just the previous project. My men have developed a lot of alternative gameplay.”

The Cecil Arena was the place where Horace once liked to come, and it was also here. Under the arrangement of the family, Bessemer became one of Horace’s partners at that time.

”No, as the person in charge of Cecil Arena, you don’t have to greet me like this, and go do your own business. I will just wander freely with Baron Modrian.” Horace smiled and refused, then Pointing to Modrian’s introduction and said.

”This is Baron Modrian, the lord of Valoran, and my friend!”

”Valoran collar? I have heard of Baron Modrian’s name, but he is very famous lately.” Bessemer raised his brow slightly. I didn’t expect this one and Horace to enter Limuntanlu, which is very interesting. Case.

He looked at the Baron Modrian and the burly man who was dealing with him by his side.

”Dreyus, a strong knight commander, a strong man with a record of killing two knight commanders, an enviable follower.”

”Welcome to Cecil Arena, I hope you can have a good time here!” Bessemer restrained his emotions and smiled gently at Modrian.

Perhaps he also noticed the faintly embarrassing atmosphere, glanced at the black cavalry, then nodded at Horace, and left the back courtyard in a wrong step.

The crisp sound of footsteps sounded, and the shadows of Horace and Bessemer were intertwined and missed under the falling sunlight. They went farther and farther, and finally formed two parallel shadows, with no contact point.