Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Xiongdu, magnificent square.

The people of Demacia have been convened, and today a high-level official explanation of the major recent events will be given.

"Please rest assured, citizens, Noxus will not cause any aggression against us. Their army is passing through to go to the Freljord and join hands with Demacia to fight against the Claws of Winter..."

Tiana stood in the center and made a promise with considerable weight and eloquence.

The Noxian army was about to enter Demacia, and she didn't expect it to be so soon.

Such high mobility is enough to make Tiana feel terrified, and it also proves that Noxus is ready for this.

However, when facing the public, Jarvan III was currently sick and bedridden, so Tiana had to stand up and tell the public.

Garen and Prince Jarvan had already set off to meet the incoming Noxus army, while Tiana needed to stay with Seraphine to face the panic-stricken people due to the rumors.

"The one by my side is the messenger from Noxus, the apprentice of Chancellor Trefari, Miss Seraphine."

Tiana led Seraphine to the front of the stage, which was also something that had been discussed for a long time.

"It's nice to meet everyone from Demacia. I'm Seraphine. Noxus has no ill will towards you. We're here to..."

When Seraphine just spoke, the people of Demacia below did not accept it, and even after knowing that she was a messenger from Noxus, many people were eager to vent their anger.

But strangely, as Seraphine's brisk and soft voice sounded, the people below suddenly became quiet, like a crying baby hearing a lullaby hummed by its mother, and like a sudden shower, When the clouds cleared and the mist dispersed, all emotions were gently soothed.

They stood silently below, listening to Seraphine tell about Noxus' willingness to hand over technology to them and to open a weapons factory in Demacia.

Hearing these good news, news from Noxian allies, the faces of the Demacian people began to show joy, and they became acceptable and able to communicate.

There are two things that make them feel satisfied and hopeful.

On the one hand, Noxus and Demacia fought together, and there was no war between the two countries.

Seraphine, on the other hand, promised them future pay for working in the factory.

They did not doubt the veracity of what Seraphine said, perhaps because of the infectious power of her words, or because she was so detailed that people couldn't help believing it was true.

In any case, the citizens of Demacia could not feel any disgust for this young messenger.

Since the opening, Tiana has been standing in the back row, listening to Seraphine's eloquent remarks, she has seen the reactions of the people below.

After confirming the matter with Laxana, her face never looked good.

Seraphine did not deliberately cast magic, but just a normal, ordinary narration will make the listeners convince the magic.

Even Tiana herself couldn't help but subconsciously nodded, thinking that Seraphine was telling the truth.

This is not a good phenomenon, or even terrible.

When Seraphine finished her speech as a messenger and stepped back, the people below were still a little unsure.

They were still immersed in that beautiful blueprint, not only that, but after such an exchange, the image of the Noxians, in their eyes, had shifted slightly.

Noxus is no longer just a symbol of savagery and plunder.

Perhaps this visit of the exchange group is an opportunity for the two countries to ease tensions, and as citizens of Demacia, they are fortunate enough to witness this great change.

Seraphine retreated to the back row, smiled at Tiana, and stepped on the cool little stage to leave.

"I thought she would reveal something about the nobles."

Laxana withdrew her gaze from Seraphine.

Tiana looked at the people who were slowly dispersing below, and shook her head slightly:

"She doesn't need to do that. Noxus needs a Demacia under the control of the nobles."

"I still don't understand what Noxus wants." Laxana couldn't help it.

She had always thought she knew that Noxus wanted to annex or assimilate Demacia entirely.

However, after two days of communication with Seraphine, she found that this was not the case.

They didn't think about assimilating commoners from the grassroots level, but they wanted to use political and economic coercion to coerce the nobles of Demacia.

Despite Noxus' request, Demacia almost agreed.

But the reason is more behind these policies, almost all of which are good for Demacia, and what Noxus gets are petty profits.

"I don't know why they did this either. Their attitude was as if Demacia had surrendered to them and became their subordinate." Tiana looked hesitant.

The support Noxus gave to Demacia was more like the aid of the suzerain to the vassal. The benefits they could obtain themselves were not seen at all, and most of them were friendly help.

"Affiliated..."

Laxanna had a bold guess in her heart.

If... in Noxus' eyes, they've taken control of Demacia.

It seems... not surprising to do all this.

But on second thought, she smiled to herself again, thinking the idea was too ridiculous.

If Demacia is really under Noxus' control, what are they doing now?

She shook her head, put her thoughts behind her, and followed her aunt's footsteps, heading towards Castle of Dawn.

Today's busy work is not over yet, and they still have many documents that have not been approved.

After becoming the eighth official, she realized that there were so many complicated affairs to deal with every day, and the task was so heavy that she didn't even have time to practice knowledge about magic refining.

The daily leisure time now is only enough for her to maintain her magic skills.

Laxana was a little anxious, although she remembered that the teacher once said that magic is like the vast starry sky, and the learning of magic is endless.

She is not in a hurry to grow herself, she knows there is still a lot to explore, learn and discover, however.

There is no way for her country to quietly wait for her to grow up. In the process of her growth, the country is also changing. Under the coercion of external forces, in the intensification of internal contradictions...

Since Laxana became a member of the Eight Officials, she has become more and more aware that there are too many things that cannot be solved by herself, and that there are too many things that can be completely subverted by the words of a few people.

Whenever I think about this, it always makes Laxana feel powerless, frustrated and even dazed.

Still, she didn't reveal her anxiety to anyone, not even her teacher.

There are many things that she needs to adapt to during this time, the change of identity, the coordination of positions, the further study of magic and so on.

Laxana's life is full, she keeps on chasing forward, and she doesn't have much time to worry about things that haven't happened yet, or can't happen.

She knew that this stage was crucial to her, that the teacher couldn't help her the way she would teach magic, and she couldn't stumble on the teacher's support any longer.

This is her growth, her transformation.

And she was looking forward to that day.

......

War College, Hextech Department.

"You want to take it to the battlefield?" Jace looked at the ground, shocked.

In contrast, Victor's face was calm as water:

"He was born for war, and naturally he has to accept the baptism of war."

Not far from the two, there was a monster with eight dark green iron claws on its lower body.

He closed his eyes tightly, and there was an old scar on his face.

The most conspicuous place is the chest, where a hex gem is set. And on his sturdy arms are loaded with all kinds of guns and ammunition.

Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can feel that this is a war machine.

"He's a big killer, put him on the battlefield..." Jace lowered his eyebrows, with unbearable eyes in his eyes, "That would cause a lot of casualties."

"Associate Professor Jess, are you so enlightened?"

Victor's tone was light, and his bright blue Hexian eyes glanced at Jace. At this moment, his body was covered by a body of steel. Although he still had the appearance of a human body, there was no flesh and blood on his body.

There was no vivid expression on his face, but there was a sneer in his voice:

"You should know the consequences on the first day we reformed him, Associate Professor Jess."

"I understand. It's just..." Jace spread his hands and smiled wryly, "I didn't expect this day to come so quickly. Maybe you're right, I'm more suitable to study technology related to people's livelihood."

The Hexian was originally the former executioner of the Empire, who was defeated by Victor, and was eventually transformed by them into a weapon controlled by Victor's consciousness.

Before that, Victor had sarcastically warned him not to participate in this transformation, saying that with his character, he would definitely not be able to accept the killing caused by this transformed body.

But he was unconvinced, and he joined the transformation plan without listening to admonitions.

The eight steel legs under the monster came from his hands. There are 8 extremely unstable magic cubes inside, which can not only be used to stay in the air for a short time, but also cause huge damage by breaking the legs when necessary.

The design idea is not difficult, but it took him a lot of effort to ensure that the defective magic cube can supply energy and control the explosion.

He can imagine what this machine will be used for in the future, but at that moment, he is still a little soft.

His past education always made him hesitant, and he also knew his own shortcomings.

Contradictions have always made Jace a tough guy, and everyone around him knows that.

"Well..." Jess paced in place, silent for a moment, glanced at Victor who was debugging the data, gritted his teeth, and still raised his chest and said:

"Victor, I..."

"Call me Professor!" Victor interrupted relentlessly.

"Okay...Professor Victor, I want to go to the northern border of the Empire."

"Are you serious?"

Victor's hands continued to operate, but his head turned to Jace, and Hex's blue eyes flashed with surprise.

Jess is a very good person. It can be said that he is a qualified politician, and it can also be said that he is a professional researcher.

But the only thing he lacked the most was the courage to attack the enemy on the battlefield.

Victor knew very well in his heart that when Jace encountered a boy soldier from the enemy camp on the battlefield, he would be so merciful that he couldn't hit the hammer.

Seeing Jace nodding, Victor's tone was complicated:

"Are you trying to find death?"

"If I die there, it means I'm done here." Jace's voice gradually sank.

Although they are guarding the Noxian frontier rather than attacking the Freljord, after Darius has transferred the elites of the northern front, the Freljord tribe will inevitably attack them.

If he went to the border, he could fully imagine what would happen.

But at the same time, he also had a hunch that if he didn't go, he would be thrown farther by Victor.

In the future, he could only be the ignorant Tallis congressman in Piltover, but not a professor in the Hextech Department.

"Now that you've decided, go with it."

Victor's blue eyes flashed with countless emotions, and he stared at Jace for a while, then turned his head and continued with the final adjustment.

Not long ago, in the witness of Orianna and Syndra, he completed a glorious mechanical ascension in the floating castle.

The ten hex gems were fused together by Syndra in a special way, and his soul was fused into it.

After the endless tearing pain, he found himself and retained all consciousness.

Because of the miracle of his soul merging the Hex gemstone, a special rune called 'Soul of Hex' came into being.

This rune became the key for him to connect the rest of the Hex machines.

As long as there is his energy attached, he can control whether it is a magic block or a machine made of hex gems.

And as long as the life core formed by the fusion of the ten hex gems still exists, he can be immortal.

This time, he'll make the cry from Zaun heard throughout Runeterra...

It was something he had longed for.

......

The northern border of Noxus.

Three slender figures were hidden under the robes and galloped quickly over the wilderness.

The figure of the leader flickered one after another, and magic continued to emerge.

On her right hand, the taller figure shot out the hook rope with its footsteps, rippling forward at an extremely fast speed.

On the left hand side, the graceful figure slightly behind the two turned into a spider, using the method of spinning silk and taking up the thread to move forward.

They travel very fast, often 100 meters in a few seconds.

"Miss LeBlanc, you don't seem to have much magic power."

After entering a mountain range, LeBlanc, who was the leader, stopped, Camille swung the hook, and the shadow flew to her side.

"I can still be faster, but you won't be able to keep up with me."

Facing Camille's mockery, LeBlanc showed no negative expressions, and even raised her red lips to reveal a charming smile.

In comparison, Elise's speed was slightly slower, and her breathing was a little short when catching up with the two.

Camille ignored Elise, who was panting. She had already glanced around, and her eyes fell on LeBlanc:

"There's no one around here, Senator LeBlanc, it's time to talk about our goals."

In Swain's plan, what they have to do is to attract Ryze.

Sounds like an easy task, but it's not an easy task.

All three of them knew about Ryze's information, and the other party was only interested in world runes.

"In addition to rune magic, Ryze will naturally have needs from other people. He is about the same age as me, and there will always be something to miss for people of our age."

When LeBlanc spoke, she didn't look like a young woman at all, but like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes.

Camille was noncommittal to her words. Her age can be said to be quite old for a human being, but LeBlanc is the youngest in this three-person team.

However, as you get older, is there anything worth remembering?

There was a bit of self-deprecation in her eyes. The things she thought were worth remembering had long since disappeared, but it turned out that they were still there.

"In Ms. LeBlanc's eyes, does Ryze seem like someone who would give up runes because of some old things?" Camille said, her tone as sharp as ever.

Trifali Council is not without competition.

The head of the parliament has absolute command power over the members, but among the members, except for the two who are out of specification, even LeBlanc cannot convince everyone.

Hearing Camille's questioning, LeBlanc was not angry, but showed a faint smile:

"Of course not, the world rune is the meaning of Ryze's life. But this is not a multiple-choice question. In his eyes, this is a problem that can be taken into account."

"Oh?"

Camille was more interested.

On the other hand, Elise, who was beside her, kept her breathing in silence, without making a sound.

LeBlanc looked in the direction of Freljord and said softly:

"Ryze could sense that we were searching for the World Rune in Demacia, and, as we're still searching, it's a symbol that hasn't been found yet."

With the exception of Senator Trefary, the members of the Black Rose in Demacia were completely unaware of the news, and were still searching under the orders of LeBlanc.

Camille somewhat agrees with this matter. If you want to confuse the enemy, you must first deceive yourself.

"In order to get more information from the outside world, Ryze needs Jarvan's strength even more, and needs to support him in his position." LeBlanc showed a cold smile.

"Javin... It seems that the spider silk of fate has already connected him to the object of Ryze's nostalgia." Camille's eyes flashed with playfulness.

"Ryze once had a disciple who was born in the Freljord, and that disciple chose to pursue the power of the world's runes in an attempt to become one with it," LeBlanc explained.

"Looks like he failed." Camille's tone didn't have any emotional ups and downs.

At least that disciple did not succeed.

Otherwise, it should not be Ryze who survived, and he is not someone who can survive.

In order to protect the runes, Ryze did everything ~www.readwn.com~ failed, but also succeeded. " LeBlanc smiled lowly, "He successfully sublimated his soul and forged an alternative magical body. Unfortunately, the runes were still brought back by Ryze. "

"Looks like he's not dead yet."

After listening to the other party's narration, Camille's eyes showed a look of enlightenment.

LeBlanc's scheme is not complicated.

As long as the two disciples know each other's existence, a conflict will break out enough to attract Ryze's attention.

Seeing LeBlanc nodding lightly, Camille's pair of Hexian blue eyes narrowed slightly:

"But...if that's all, it doesn't seem like we need to go out."

"That's true, so we have one more task to accomplish."

LeBlanc paused for a while, and his tone became rare and serious:

"A task personally assigned by the head of the parliament."