Chapter 158

The pace of winter quietly came to edalas city. The cold wind blowing slightly blew the glow of dawn and swept away the warmth of smoke households in half the city. There were still unmelted ice edges hanging on the uneven roof tiles.

The garrison official residence located in the southwest corner of the city, this light cyan manor is quite spring compared with the winter snow outside.

Looking down, the manor is full of plants of all seasons. Winding and clear streams shuttle through it, reflecting colorful scenery.

The glow of dawn is completely different from the green of winter.

Dong Dong!

With thin, pale fingers tapping gently on the table, Benny izz, the powerful Baron in charge of the garrison of edalas, was browsing the unpacked secret letter.

"Dodd, what do you think of this?" Baron Benny sat behind the crimson desk with a slightly unnatural tone and waves of waves in his calm eyes.

A wry smile floated on housekeeper Dodd's face, and the rest of his eyes noticed Benny's slightly shaking fingers, as if the inner shock had not subsided for a long time.

Who wouldn't be surprised?

In less than two years, the young master modrian, no, should also be called Baron modrian now, showing his towering glory in the bitter and cold land of the north and gaining a prestigious reputation.

Not long ago, a secret message came from the sentinel. Nancy Peters, the bishop of the temple of power, fell in irvindale, and the temple of power in the north of the Kingdom lost most of its power.

This shocking news made everyone, including those forces still coveting the rich territory, consciously stop their actions, and even many people began to take the initiative to withdraw some outposts, as if they were afraid to offend some existing nerve endings.

"In this conflict with the temple of power, the Valoran leader, or baron modrian, exposed three Knight chiefs with outstanding combat effectiveness, not knights and great knights, but Knight chiefs who really stood at the peak of knights!" (many ordinary people and hidden spies in the town of ewendel witnessed the devastating battle.)

"And this is only the exposed strength. Who can know how much strength modrian hides?"

He slightly adjusted the tie between his necks, and steward Dodd lowered his eyes. He still remembers the scene when he met modrian for the first time. At that time, Baron modrian was only a shy young man, which was far from attracting the attention of many forces as now, and even had the possibility of becoming a top force.

"We lost our best chance," said steward Dodd respectfully, his hands hanging on his waist and abdomen, and his voice raised slightly.

"But it's not too late. After all, we have always maintained a good relationship with Baron modrian and provided him with some convenience and help."

Baron Benny looked back and looked at Dodd in front of him. A ripple flashed in his calm eyes. "Maybe."

"Some people of the Peres family sent letters again to let me get in touch with modrian and hope he can return to Peres castle before the glorious sacrifice. Do you think it's possible?"

"They think too much," replied housekeeper Dodd without hesitation. "With the character shown by master modrian, he will not return to Peris castle."

"The original expulsion, but no one pleaded for him. He came alone to the northern part of the kingdom to open up territory and face the uncertain fate."

"Ha ha, who said no." Baron Benny smiled, reached out to put away the secret letter on the table, stood up, and looked gentle and elegant with his slender and strong side and ordinary clothes.

"Brooke doesn't know what to think. Maybe he regrets it."

Knight long is an indispensable top power for every noble family, especially the small and medium-sized nobles, which is equivalent to the existence of inside information.

"The storm of the kingdom is brewing. I don't know when it will sweep over. We should prepare early."

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Blue strawberry hotel.

Modrian looked at the simple hotel. The playful green vegetation spread out of the wall. He shrank under the roar of the cold winter wind and wanted to escape back to the green yard.

Every time he came to edalas, he would choose to live here, not only because of the architectural style, but also a little nostalgia.

When he first came to this city, he was just a silent and nameless pioneering knight. He lived trembling and dared not even attract the attention of some local nobles

But fate plays with the world.

He rose from the town of irvindale too fast, too fast to be dizzying, too fast to continue to live carefully and care about other people's opinions. Because they already have the ability to move forward like a better life.

Whether it was the iron thorn cavalry regiment that defeated the Jeffrey family at the beginning or the aristocratic coalition that was later destroyed, his name was enough to frighten the curfews.

This is not the hometown of the earth in previous lives, nor will there be the so-called ancient motto that trees show in the forest and the wind will destroy it, because the concepts of the two worlds are different.

In caradimos, the communication between people is closer to the cunning, etiquette, rudeness, deception and the most important strength of the West in the middle ages.

Strength is the cornerstone of everything.

With strength, you can communicate with each other. Without strength, even if you have a more modest attitude, you are just an aristocratic young master kneaded at will in the eyes of the other party, which is no different from the low-level refugees, at least for the aristocratic forces.

"Strength! It's really fascinating."

Modrian smiled and didn't care about the spies around him. This is not only his confidence in strength, but also his confidence in Bobby and gulagas. (the veteran's barrel yearns for the good wine of edalas.)

He believed that the battle in the town of ewendell definitely spread to many forces in edalas, almost directly destroyed all the forces of the power temple in the northern part of the Kingdom, and its ferocious and bloody means were sensational! (the effect of falsehood is most likely to be exaggerated when the news is circulating.)

These news had been reported by Yingliu before he entered. When he passed the city gate, the two centurions stationed looked at his team with fear and vigilance, holding the weapons in their hands for fear of accidents.

The head of the hotel quickly greeted modrian and his party with a smile, and then ordered his entourage to prepare delicious food.

"Welcome Baron modrian to the blue strawberry hotel again. I think Lord Benny will be glad to see you." the master walked ahead to guide modrian and said with compliments.

"The atmosphere in edalas city during this period is not very good. It seems that someone is pushing something."

"Really?" modrian raised his eyebrows when he heard the speech. Then he didn't care and went on to the reserved room.

The little guy has his own news channels, but at his present stage, he is inevitably jealous and can't see it, but everything depends on his strength.

This is also the reason why he chose to take risks in the town of irvindale. He wanted to show some of his strength before the glory festival to make the secretly coveted forces stop their actions.

However, now it seems that the effect is not as good as expected.

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The state is really not very good recently. Let me adjust it and sort out the subsequent plot development.