Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"General, do you mean that I can also have a chance to get a title?" Grote asked in surprise

In the conversation just now, he listened to Ryan specifically talk about matters related to merit points.

"The empire's new title system is divided into ten grades. You have a chance in the last five grades, but it is more difficult to continue." Ryan shook his head slightly, "but the treatment enjoyed by meritorious deeds will not change much. Generally, most people will be satisfied.”

He and Swain discussed in detail the future policy of the Empire, and it was obvious that simply relying on aggression to distribute benefits would not always work.

There will only be less land to be laid in the future, and more and more Noxians.

The pace of external plunder will be slowed, and the pace of internal development will be accelerated.

In order to smooth the transition of the empire, it is most suitable for the former veterans to be the first participants.

Soldiers on active duty will gradually retire, and when they see the benefits of veterans, they will be happy to join the system voluntarily.

"I am very satisfied with the title." Grote suddenly thought of something and asked excitedly, "Can the title be hereditary to Seth?"

"He will be better than you in the future." Ryan said flatly.

Grote looked slightly stunned, and soon laughed out loud: "Hahaha, yes, he will be better than me. His father and my merits should be enough for him to join the commander's talent plan."

"Does he have an idea of ​​his own?" Ryan said with a light smile.

"That kid wants to join the army. But Xin Zhao and the others come a lot, and I can tell from their words that the recruiting requirements are much higher than before." Grote shook his head.

It wasn't that he felt that Seth couldn't meet the requirements, he just didn't want to watch his old friend's son go the same way as him and others.

"Administration is also good. His ability to deal with people is not bad, and the commander will arrange it for him." Ryan said.

He and Swain have always felt guilty about their comrades who died in Presidian.

It took them five full years to return to the center of power in the empire, ousting Darkwill from the throne, executing them, and getting justice for those comrades-in-arms.

The empire needs to be integrated and the future direction needs to be redefined.

Only after this can they free their hands to travel to Ionia again.

"The administration is good. I can't fail to live up to Hayden if I can watch him grow up steadily." Grote looked complicated.

His relationship with Hayden is extremely complicated, from mutual dislike to final life and death.

"Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the room door was pushed open.

Seth came in with a large tray, a little apologetic on his face:

"The adults have been waiting for a long time. Since there was no preparation in advance, I only had time to serve some ordinary dishes."

In fact, Seraphine had already said hello, but facing the most powerful figure in the empire still made Seth feel nervous.

In particular, his father also played under the opponent's command, and every time he came back, he told the opponent's great achievements.

"As Hayden's child, he doesn't want to see your cowardly look." Ryan smiled.

Seth's hand holding the dish stopped slightly, but it quickly returned to its original state, this time with a firm tone:

"General, my name is Seth Hayden!"

"That's right, it looks a bit like it, it's good to be firm in your own thoughts."

Ryan chuckled, as if thinking of the past:

"I thought Mrs. Piltover was like your father. When I went to Piltover, I was disappointed by the people there."

"Can you talk to me?"

Seth arranged the dishes neatly, with a little curiosity in his tone.

His parents were from Piltover, and he had a hazy image of his mother, and his father seemed a pure Noxian.

There have also been many Mrs. Piltover in the store, all of whom look like gentlemen, not as bad as Ryan said.

"Take this plate of "Dream of Snow Carp" as an example. Piltover's approach is completely different from yours."

Ryan raised his chin slightly, indicating the pure white snow carp on the dining table.

There is a whole snow carp in the big fish plate, and the snow carp is supported by the shelf and soars.

It is like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, vast and majestic.

"We'll put the whole fish on a plate to bring out its overall atmospheric beauty."

"But Mrs. Piltover is different. They will shave all the fish and make them into small fish, each of which is placed on a small plate, decorated with all kinds of beautiful and delicious seasonings, which makes people look relaxed and happy. ' Ryan added.

"Is that so..." Seth nodded suddenly.

If Ryan didn't point it out, he wouldn't even realize the difference between the two.

The character and attitude of people in different regions can be seen from food, clothing and other aspects.

Noxians admire grandeur and dignified atmosphere, while Piltover is beautiful in sophistication.

"Dream of Snow Carp" is a famous dish in Piltover, cooked with a unique pure white snow carp from the Boundary River.

Eating this fish will induce hallucinations, and some good things will come to mind.

But the effect is not strong, nor is it addicting.

"Teacher, try it quickly and see what's different from what Piltover did," Seraphine urged.

Her saliva was almost dripping, but the two teachers didn't move, and it was not easy for her to start eating directly.

Ryan looked at his apprentice with a funny look, and took the lead to pick up a small spoon, dug a small spoon from the belly of the fish, and put it into his mouth.

A fragment flashed in his mind in an instant. In the library on the top floor of the Mage Tower, magic books surrounded him and Syndra. The two read their books at the same time, and occasionally expressed their opinions and idea.

The picture flashed by, but it made Ryan's mouth raise a slight smile.

"It melts at the entrance, and the special effects can burst out in an instant, which can be regarded as a boutique."

He nodded slightly, expressing his approval of Seth.

Under Seraphine's salivating gaze, Syndra moved too.

Her slender and slender index finger hooked slightly towards the fish, and a small piece of fish was automatically peeled off and flew lightly in the direction where she was sitting.

Ryan noticed a scene, the index finger on the table was slightly lifted, and the fish flying on the way was covered with a thin layer of frost, like a light and flying ice butterfly.

Syndra's delicate red lips parted slightly. The moment before "Ice Butterfly" slipped into her mouth, it was a beautiful picture.

At this moment, it was the collision of ice and fire, and even the coldness melted a little.

In the end, "Ice Butterfly" slipped into her mouth with a little coolness and fragrance.

The ticking sound of the spring water echoed in her mind. She didn't know how long she had slept, but she could feel someone approaching her.

Before being sealed, she swore an oath to destroy Ionia and create a pure land where she could freely develop her talents.

She felt the call of magic, and she was awakened from her slumber.

Just when she thought he was another weak fool, she accidentally discovered that he was her own kind.

A mage who is pursuing the end of magic.

She accepted his invitation and wanted to see if that magical world would really come...

The picture was quickly disillusioned, but the memory always stayed in my mind and could not be forgotten.

Seeing that Syndra was also satisfied, Seraphine couldn't bear it any longer, she stretched out a small spoon and put it in her mouth.

However, she also knows the proportions. She only takes a little bit at a time, and she is only addicted to her mouth.

The fish meat entered her mouth and melted before she could chew it. At that moment, a picture after another spontaneously emerged in my mind.

She sang to the cheers of the crowd, and she rescued a person from suffering...

"That's good!" Seraphine recalled and sighed.

"Hahaha, every time I eat this, I think of the time when I fought with the general and the commander, ah... those days are really nostalgic." Grote said.

There was a look of memory on his face, and a smile from the heart at the corner of his mouth~www.readwn.com~ It can be seen that this Trifali veteran still has deep feelings for his military career.

"Maybe there will be a chance." Ryan was noncommittal.

"Then Seth and I won't disturb the general's meal, and I'll ask the general to order me wherever I can," Grote said.

"Go." Ryan just nodded slightly, watching Grote close the door and leave the room.

While tasting the food, Seraphine curiously said:

"Teacher, can you tell me what happened to you during the war?"

She had heard before that her teacher was the number one honored person in the current empire, not only because his teacher was very strong, but also because he had won countless wars.

"The war is nothing to talk about, blood is flying, and everyone fights for their own beliefs." Ryan obviously didn't want to mention too much.

War is a symbol of glory, but the process is extremely cruel.

"What about magic?" Seraphine asked with a wink, "Is there any shortcut to condense runes?"