Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

, Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Seti said goodbye to his mother and hurried to the administrative hall of Port Lane.

Walking into the hall of the parliament, he raised his head slightly and looked at Swain sitting in the first seat with fiery eyes.

"Commander, I'm back!"

"Tell me about your gains."

Swain sat in the main seat, put down the file in his hand, and his scarlet eyes swept across Seti, who was standing there.

Seti is not cowardly either, standing straight and saying:

"The vastayas are a mess, a group of people with unrealistic ideas and no matching determination to achieve their ideals."

"Do you have that determination?"

Swain looked at Sett under his eyes with a deep meaning. Such a bold and ambitious man reminded him of Darius.

There is no difference in the past of the two, except that one loves his mother and the other loves his younger brother.

"I'm..."

Seti paused, patted his firm chest, and grinned:

"Every moment is ready."

He didn't hide his ambitions at all, staring straight at Swain above.

In the past, he felt that being the master of the arena was considered a prestige and a standout.

But seeing how Huo Lun gave him the arena without caring that day, he no longer felt that the master of the arena was very powerful, and even felt a little unwilling.

He wants to be like Hollen, which is what he thought after talking with Hollen.

But at the arena that day, he changed his goals again. That's not to say he's fickle, but he's found a better purpose again.

Trefary Vice President - Swain.

This is his new goal. Sooner or later, he will be like Swain, just because he appears, he can make a sensation in the audience.

For Seti's performance, Swain didn't mind at all, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyes were a little more praised:

"Good look, hope you can keep it up."

"Of course! I like the Empire!"

Seti looked excited, indeed, he liked the Empire very much.

It is simply wonderful that the empire can rise to the top by relying on its strength.

"If you were the executive officer of the empire's operation, how would you plan the future?" Swain asked flatly.

Not long ago, Sett took the vastayas of the empire to visit the vastaya tribe in the Ionia region. After the visit, the attitude of the vastayas was not bad.

However, when I came back, I encountered some accidents.

Sett and his team were attacked by the shadow stream, many of the vastaya were killed, and Sett was also injured.

"No if."

Seti bumped his fists, with confidence on his face:

"Ionia is scattered, and I can penetrate their defenses alone without the help of the vastayas."

"Ho Lun, report the battle losses on both sides."

Swain ignored Sett, but instead mentioned Horon, the governor of Lane Harbor, who was sitting beside him.

Horen hardly thought about it, and gave the answer without a face: "The Empire suffered 15 casualties, and 5 survived. Ionia killed 76 people in battle, and 2 escaped."

"Cut, did you run two more..." Seti spat in disgust.

He hates that group of shadow stream guys. If they don't confront each other directly, they will secretly shoot cold arrows.

Swain's indifferent eyes swept across Sett's wound, not admiring him for defeating nearly four times as many enemies, but his tone with indifference:

"78 people, minor injuries. 780 people, you will be dead."

"Let them come!"

Seti stubbornly said, but his clenched fists subconsciously indicated that he was actually not that confident.

Strength, he has, but he can't beat ten thousand.

But he also knew that Swain in front of him could really defeat ten thousand.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt light on his face.

Swain's words were obvious, he didn't have the strength to penetrate the Ionian defense alone.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Swain sat upright in the main seat, his scarlet eyes filled with breathtaking power.

Facing the coercion that seemed to come from the devil, it actually aroused the pride in Seti's heart. He raised his head unhappily, looked directly at Swain and said word by word:

"I can do it with my fists."

"Can."

Swain said indifferently:

"The empire appreciates those who want to prove their strength. If you want to prove it, then show your results."

"I will show proof!"

Seti's face was arrogant, his body stood upright, and the momentum on his body reached subversion.

Things that can be solved with both fists are nothing in his eyes.

His mother is still waiting for him, waiting to enjoy the glory and wealth from his son.

Now, how could he fall!

With endless fighting spirit, Seti embarked on his own journey.

In the name of the Empire and the Vastaya, make a name for yourself in this land of birth.

"Your Excellency the commander, Seti is still very young and needs time to grow up."

After Seti left, Horren knelt down for the first time, apologizing for Seti's previous rude behavior.

Swain glanced at Hollen:

"He is very good, and the empire will give him enough time and environment to grow. But now, the empire needs a war, a war on a large scale."

Hearing this, Hollen trembled slightly.

He knew very well that the empire was not vain. Originally, as his candidate, the meaning of existence was to start a war.

As for what the war would bring him, Vastaya, or Sett, the Empire didn't care.

Now Seti is showing his strength, and although he is immature, he is also considered to be a strong player.

In contrast, Vastaya pales in comparison and falls far short of what the Empire wants.

At the moment, Horen knew in his heart that he had to give the Empire a perfect answer for Vastaya:

"Your Majesty, the Vastayas and the Ionians have a deep gap. The soil of their birth was sprinkled with the blood of the two, and it was when the war began."

He didn't know why the Empire wanted this war, but this was the closest chance the Vastayas had to truly stand up, and even if there was a lot of bloodshed, this opportunity should not be missed.

Horren's eyes flashed with determination: "I propose... start a public opinion war, release the news of the shadow stream attacking the vastaya people, increase the conflict between the two sides, and send imperial envoys to visit several vastaya tribes."

"You are willing." Swain said lightly.

The meaning in Huo Lun's words is very direct~www.readwn.com~ The shadow stream was established by the Ionias who hated the empire the most. Once those tribes were found to be connected with the empire, with the temperament of the two sides, the conflict would be inevitable.

In the face of Ionia's largest imperial resistance force, the Shadow Stream, several small tribes had only one ending, which was easily wiped out by the Shadow Stream.

No matter how reckless the vastayas are, they will not kneel to the Ionians because of unfounded suspicion, and in the end they can only fight to the death.

"For the sake of Vastaya, we have already made up our minds." Hollen's face was indifferent.

He has already chosen the tribe, the Vastaya tribe who rejected or expelled Seti's mother and son before.

"According to what you said, the Empire will give you 5 days." Swain said flatly.

"As ordered!"

Huo Lun bowed slightly, with grimness in his eyes, slowly backed away, and left the parliamentary hall.

After a while, Swain's brows suddenly wrinkled, his scarlet arm raised slightly, and he drew a **** arc in the void.

Little red light flickered in the circle, slowly forming a pattern of runes, and then the red light suddenly turned into dark blue, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

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