The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 39 Mission Briefing Giving Gifts
The fall of dusk.

Seemingly affected by the noisy atmosphere in the camp, the crimson glow was a bit scorching.

The falling snowflakes also became restless.

Huo Jixing followed the Noxian soldier unhurriedly, letting the snowflakes cover his shoulders and decorate his armor.

Across the bluestone streets.

The noisy and lively atmosphere gradually faded away, leaving only silence and solemnity.

Huo Jixing looked up at the stone steps in front of him. Every once in a while, there would be Noxian soldiers standing on both sides of the steps.

At the end of the dark gray steps is a majestic and solemn meeting hall, guarded by two rows of soldiers wearing armor and holding sharp swords.

The Noxian soldier who brought Huo Jixing had already left, leaving him alone.

After exhaling a cold breath, Huo Jixing climbed up the steps.

The cold winter wind blew against his face, unable to suppress the fire that surged in his heart.

In the process of going up, every time he met the soldiers guarding him, he could clearly feel the faint sense of threat coming from them.

"At least the skill reaches [Advanced Warrior]!"

Huo Jixing's heart condensed, and he was a little surprised at the strength of the guarding soldiers.

After a while, Huo Jixing walked up the steps and came to the meeting hall, only to find that there were many people waiting outside the door.

Looking around, he was basically unfamiliar with these people, completely unfamiliar to him.

But judging by the style of their armor and swords, their position was almost the same as his, that of captain of ten.

Huo Jixing's eyes paused briefly on two of them.

One is on the left side, with his head lowered and silent, a tall figure wearing gray mail.

Judging from the attire, it is somewhat similar to the war masons in my memory.

One is a soldier standing in the crowd, wearing black armor and carrying a sheathed sword on his back. His face is covered by his faceplate, but his eyes seem to be very young.

Huo Jixing's eyes fell on the sheathed sword. There were faint fluctuations of extraordinary energy, and a sense of hunger came from the data panel.

"Rune items?"

Huo Jixing whispered in his heart, then put away his thoughts and waited silently.

Before coming over, he had already washed himself. The armor he wore was clear and bright, and the slender long knife hanging on his waist was close to his waist and abdomen.

He hopes to meet Darius, the legendary Hand of Noxus, with a clean appearance.

He was also one of his favorite heroes in his previous life!

After waiting for a moment, the door to the side hall of the meeting hall opened.

The soldiers guarding on both sides knocked the blunt ends of their sharp blades on the ground, making a dull sound.

Wilson walked out of the door, looked around at everyone, nodded, and led them into the side hall.

The style is slightly different from the main hall of the meeting hall.

The style of the side hall is more like a study room, which is rough but delicate. The floor is covered with soft and red blankets, extending straight to the heavy desk.

Under the bright magic light, the burly Darius was working on his desk.

No one made a sound to disturb, and everyone present stood there with their hands tied, waiting quietly.

When no one was paying attention, Huo Jixing glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Darius' true face.

Just by sitting behind the desk, he could see Darius's figure, tall and strong.

Looking upward, the fine black hair looks like a lion's temple hair, which is a little scattered; the face is square, the dark eyes are lowered, and there is a slight stubble on the lower jaw.

With his extraordinary gaze, he could faintly see that Darius' slightly majestic face was tense, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and there was a trace of fatigue hanging in the corners of his eyes, but it could not cover up the look of perseverance.

"What a resemblance!"

Huo Jixing withdrew his gaze and murmured in his heart.

The Darius in front of him was at least somewhat similar to the character in the previous game, and his temperament and appearance were very much in line with his imagination.

As if he had finished handling the matters at hand, Darius arranged the letters on the table. After finishing everything, he looked down at the people he had summoned.

Everyone, including Huo Jixing, reached out and knocked on their breastplates, performing a standard Noxian military salute.

"No need for etiquette. This is a meeting hall, not a noble court." Darius said, his voice calm and unquestionable.

"Wilson, give them the mission briefing!"

After hearing the order, Wilson stepped forward, picked up ten pieces of letterhead stamped with the Noxian mark from the desk, and handed them to everyone present.

"Ten percent, just right!"

Huo Jixing nodded slightly to Wilson, took the letter in his hand, and opened it directly. His eyes tightened instantly, and his heart was filled with waves.

"Everyone, I know that the task given to you is very difficult!"

"But the Empire is now in dire straits!"

Darius's voice sounded at the right time, suppressing the emotions of everyone in the scene: "We must fight a bloody path for the empire at any cost!" "For Noxus!"

As Darius's low roar sounded, the oppressive atmosphere in the side hall was directly ignited.

"For Noxus!"

"For Noxus!"

"For Noxus!"

No one resisted the mission, and no one refused Darius' orders.

Amidst the roars that continued to reverberate, the people who received the mission stood up straight, held their heads high, and filed out of the side hall.

call!
Huo Jixing, who had just left the side hall, took a breath, the fanatical look on his face faded, and looked down at the mission briefing in his hand.

"A narrow escape from death. No, even a mission from ten to death!"

Just when he sighed and wanted to leave, a voice from behind made him stop.

"Xing, wait a minute!"

Turning around, Huo Jixing saw Wilson walking quickly, holding an exquisite black wooden box in his hand, and he could see the mark of a double-edged ax on the box.

"What's the matter?" Huo Jixing asked in confusion.

"This is given to you by the general." Wilson looked deeply at Huo Jixing, handed over the black wooden box in his hand, and said in a solemn voice.

"I hope to see you at the Immortal Fortress next time!"

Huo Jixing took the black wooden box, stretched his spirit, and faintly sensed a wave of extraordinary energy inside the wooden box.

"General Darius?"

Looking up at the meeting hall, Huo Jixing nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely go and see the heart of the empire, the Immortal Fortress!"

But as he went down the steps, he remembered Wilson's words that morning.

The Empire will not give you preferential treatment!
"It seems that Gregory has told General Darius and the others about my talent." Huo Jixing thought to himself.

Only the terrifying talents of the protoss would make Darius look at him differently.

In the cold night, the swaying snowflakes drowned the people leaving.
In the side hall of the meeting hall, Darius looked down at the ground, stared at Huo Jixing's leaving figure, and sighed with an expression.

"Extraordinary talent of the protoss!"

Even among the many extraordinary people found in the vast territory of the Noxus Empire, such talents can be regarded as the best.

"This is his choice!" Wilson, who stood beside him with his hands tied, spoke out.

Not long ago, news about Huo Jixing came to Gregory. When he heard it at first, he was quite surprised.

Awakening in the wild, he is already a good talent.

Although not as good as a truly advanced transcendent, it is much better than a beginner.

As a result, who would have thought that the talent finally tested would actually be related to the protoss?

Moreover, Huo Jixing's choice to return to the camp and participate in this war made Wilson unbelievable.

"It is not good?"

Darius looked at the resurrected camp in the distance, his eyes flashing with pride.

"Only hungry wolves who are always hungry can survive in this cruel land!"

"General."

Wilson was about to say something, but was directly interrupted by the next words.

"Don't worry, I have given an order to hide Huo Jixing's talent. In addition, I need you to send a letter!"

Darius took out a letter sealed with a wax seal from his arms and handed it to Wilson.

The winter night is getting darker and darker.

Even with the scorching light shining, Darius still saw many dark shadows hiding in the darkness, eager to strike.

At this time of turmoil in the empire, there were not many people he could trust in the camp.

Even if it takes a little more time, let a trusted person send it over.

"Go to the island city, Falgren." Darius turned around and stared at Wilson with his dark eyes.

"Remember, you must hand the letter to him with your own hands!"

Upon hearing the name Darius whispered, Wilson took the letter with great solemnity, bowed, and immediately turned around and left.

That night.

In the Noxian camp, there was a noisy and violent atmosphere.

Wilson rode alone on his armored horse and rode away quietly through the turbulent waves of Noxian soldiers.

Running direction, the southeastern island of the empire.

(End of this chapter)