Chapter 542

Late at night in winter.

Over the arena.

The light, moonlight and starlight set off each other, making the scenery hazy and psychedelic, like a light gauze covering the night sky.

The banquet is over, and the crowd flows on the deep road.

Each guest kept an elegant posture and walked to the stable behind the building, waiting for the servant to prepare a gorgeous carriage and wait for the master to arrive.

harvest? There must be.

This is the first large-scale banquet held by Valoran. Many forces present have more or less additional gains. As for the interests of dividing the cake, they get a certain guarantee from Horace and others.

Of course, they are well aware of Valoran's current terrorist power, so they treat Horace's guarantee with caution.

"Sophia, will you come back to irvindale with us?"

In front of the delicate light red carriage, Alva sent out an invitation, with a trace of expectation in her eyes.

In the second half of the banquet, she, Pamela and Lydia deeply felt the towering power led by Valoran. No matter who faced Sophia, they would bow respectfully and give their greetings.

It's just Sophia. If it's Baron modrian herself, she can't imagine.

"No, I'll go back to where I live later." Sophia shook her head and refused. She saw the Butler crane waiting silently not far away. "Next time, I'll see you next time."

With that, she waved her hand and left with light steps.

On the bluestone Road, the bright moonlight followed her steps and sprinkled Sophia's green robe with natural light.

Alva's eyes showed a trace of envy and jealousy. With a sigh, she restrained her inner emotions and returned to the carriage.

Sometimes, too big a gap will make people completely lose the idea of comparing with each other and realize the ordinary existence of themselves.

"In fact, we have obtained a 'not simple' friendship, which will change our respective destiny, won't it?"

In the warm carriage, elk fragrance filled the air. Pamela gently pulled Lydia and Alva's arms, whispered, and her charming face was full of satisfaction.

Da Da! Da Da!

When the carriage started, the crisp sound of horses' hoofs hit the ground, just like rain and dew ticking, a touch of winter fog rose, and the figure of Alva and others gradually disappeared into the vast night.

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In the elegant room of the banquet hall, modrian played with the teacup in front of him, thinking.

The conversation at the meeting was somewhat unexpected. The temple of wealth and the temple of power sent people respectively, but it was not to divide the tempting cake of stoke kingdom.

On the contrary, the two countries put forward different cooperation intentions, respectively representing the Grand Duchy of tabefasha and the kingdom of fadirha behind them, and want to establish similar alliance like trade relations with Valoran.

"What do you think?" modrian asked softly, looking at svein on his side.

Swein smelled the speech, smiled, raised one hand, slowly clenched it into a fist, and the scarlet light flickered.

"They are afraid of the invisible power behind us."

"The battle of shatar great plain shows that the Valoran leadership has the power to rival the gods, but they don't know whether this is all the power of Valoran."

"So, they want to inquire about the specific strength of Valoran collar with the help of cooperative relationship?" modrian half narrowed his eyes, looked cold, and his index finger tapped the table gently.

"Not all," Swain continued. "It's also possible that you really want to borrow the power of Valoran's collar."

"I remember that the situation of fadirha kingdom is not as good as expected, otherwise I wouldn't want to open up another place of faith."

"In the temple of wealth, perhaps those who believe in wealth pursue interests, and the development of Valoran collar attracts their attention, even the goddess of wealth behind it."

"Ha, that's interesting." modrian seemed to think of something and nodded gently.

On the mainland of caladimos, there is not only an empire of elanfaro, but also a powerful empire with the same prestige to the south.

"Then we promise them to establish mutual trade relations, including the baras family. However, this needs to be after we have full control of stoke kingdom."

"Wise choice." Swein and dreus got up and bowed slightly.

As time goes by, the night darkens.

Dark clouds quietly swallowed up the stars, only the string moon hung high.

Modrian closed his eyes gently, as if waiting for something, sat quietly in the main seat and shook his head.

Suddenly, the dim light and shadow outside the window vibrated.

Then modrian opened his eyes, and the rich dark green data flow appeared in his pupils, rippling like a vortex: "is it time?"

It was like hearing his whisper. The data flow filled in his eyes burst out a little gold, slowly flowing and shining, forming a blessing bag, with exquisite runes engraved on the surface.

[Ding... Congratulations to the host, get the New Year gift pack * 1!]

The time pointer quietly crossed the meteorite calendar 1460 and entered a new year.

It is also a glorious Memorial Day at the beginning of the year.

The hero alliance system sends new year's greetings and a gift to modrian on time.

[host, do you want to open the New Year gift pack * 1?]

The familiar cold prompt sounded in his ears, and modrian smiled gently. It was not like a main task or a temporary task. This should be a reward that he had never been absent since he came to caladimos.

Modrian sat up, extended the consciousness of the soul, touched the golden gift bag placed in the object, and immediately determined his choice.

[yes!]

Click!

The bright golden light renders the field of vision, and the blessing bag breaks into pieces to form an exquisite Rune array, pulling out the dark energy fluctuation.

[Ding... Congratulations to the host and get akali's black gold chest * 1!]

Huh?

Staring at the black and gold boxes in his field of vision, modrian looked puzzled. The things in the annual New Year gift package are basically not repeated, and generally not only one item is given.

"Akali's black gold chest? Is this something similar to the previous lucky chest?"

Modrian saw the real appearance of [akali's black gold chest] in [item], which is somewhat similar to the lucky chest, but it is dark all over, and only the position of the lock hole flashes pure gold.

[Special Item: akali's black gold chest * 1!]

[Note: Although the treasure chest is named after akali, it is a mysterious item obtained in the nihilistic spiritual world and contains many rare items.]

"It's a little interesting. The spiritual world of nothingness?"

"Ionia spreads, outside the material boundary, the spiritual field of existence."

Modrian's thoughts surged, and some simple memories of Ionia came out of his mind. It was a huge archipelago known as the "birth land", and the boundary between the material and spiritual fields seemed to exist.

He took out akali's black gold chest from the item and put it on the wooden table.

With his eyes flowing, modrian looked at the black metal box in front of him, which was different from [akali's lucky treasure box], and looked more exquisite. In particular, the golden keyhole on the front shaped like a wing deeply attracted his attention.

[Ding... Host, do you want to open akali's black gold chest?]

The cold system prompt continued to sound. Modrian looked relaxed and not in a hurry. Now Valoran led into a new beginning, not struggling as hard as before. Even he was in the mood to look out of the window at the dark night.

"New life, new beginning, hope to bring new good luck!"

[on!]