Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"What is this? It's delicious!"

In the restaurant of the Asgarth, Nicole heard exclamations from time to time.

Sivir followed behind her, eating at will, and introduced:

"Jasmine fruit and vegetable cake, the materials are produced in 15 kinds of places in the south, south, north and west of Rune Land, and the cost alone costs 15 Trefary gold coins."

"It's really expensive!"

Nicole sighed:

"Niko thinks it's better than the usual Nicole grass, but it's too expensive!"

"Expensive isn't its problem, it's our problem."

Sivir didn't care, and continued to persuade:

"As long as we can produce the value of 1,000 Trefary gold coins every day, there is no problem with eating 10 of these fruit and vegetable cakes."

"But... Nicole isn't worth that much."

Nicole hesitated, and finally shook her head regretfully.

Seeing Nicole's somewhat tempted appearance, Sivir would never let go:

"You can't judge a person's worth without doing it. It's like the Shurima royal family. How much do you think we are worth?"

"Well... Sivir is very capable, so it should be worth tens of millions of Trefary gold coins!"

Nicole's face was full of innocence, and she said with some yearning:

"It would be nice if Nicole had this kind of ability!"

"Don't underestimate your ability!"

Sivir rubbed Nicole's purple-blue hair and said with a smile:

"You can only know if you can do anything unless you do it."

"Hehe, Sivir Lee is right!"

Nicole stuffed another vegetable cake into her mouth and said inarticulately:

"Niko wants to have her own small goals. Sivir has always said that Noxus is great, and Nicole wants to join them!"

Sivir's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Nicole's innocent expression, she really didn't know what to say.

It stands to reason that she has met quite a few people on assignments.

Poor refugees, hypocritical nobles, noble knights, violent sand thieves, profit-seeking pirates...

Among all kinds of people, everyone talks about interests and puts more emphasis on practical work.

People like Nicole don't seem to want anything and have nothing to really pursue...

For Sivir, it was a difficult thing to do.

If she could, she would like to buy Tunnico with money.

But looking at Nicole's appearance, although he knows the benefits of money, he has no concept of money.

"Sivir, do you have something to say to Nicole?"

Nicole blinked and looked at Sivir.

The fogtails are born with the ability to perceive the kindness and emotions of others. Although they don't know what Sivir is thinking, Nicole feels that Sivir is hiding something in his heart:

"If there is anything Nico can help, I'd be happy to help Li!"

Sivir frowned slightly, looked at Nicole's appearance, and sighed:

"It's okay, you're full, let's go to the next place!"

In the end, she still didn't say anything.

It's not that she can't bear it, but she is afraid that Nicole will go back on it in the future.

In terms of profit, it seems that she can bring too little benefit to Nicole.

Nicole is very suitable to be the spokesperson of Shurima in Ionia in the future. When there are so many things that come into contact with, there will inevitably be changes.

From the beginning to the end, Sivir only believed that interests could bind people.

No matter what happens to Nicole now, she always believes that people's hearts will change, and the only thing that doesn't change is the value of money.

Only by building the correct values ​​for Nicole now, will the future not be changed by little things.

"Eh!"

Nicole looked at Sivir suspiciously. The other party didn't tell her and it wasn't easy for her to ask, which made her feel a little disappointed.

However, this mood did not last long, and was replaced by freshness and curiosity:

"Sivir, where are we going next?"

Along the wide path inside the boat, Nicole hopped around and observed the surroundings.

Everything on the ship made her fresh, all new items on the ship that she had never seen before!

"The recreation room is also the core of the Asgarth." Sivir laughed.

"Entertainment...Is it something you can play with?" Nicole asked curiously.

"It can be said that chess and cards, turntable, competition, black boxing..."

As far as Sivir knows, Asgarth has the most complete entertainment options in almost all of Runeterra.

Bilgewater's cards, Noxian gladiators, Zaun's potion of death...

Whatever the customer wants, the Asgarth can deliver.

boom!

Sivir pushed open the door of the entertainment room and entered with Nicole.

Their level of entertainment is Noxian gladiatorial combat.

At this time, a middle-aged man and a young man were fighting in the center arena, and neither of them had protective gear.

The fight was almost like a punch to the flesh, greeting to death.

And the spectators surrounding the court, every time a gladiator was hit, would give a loud applause.

Hearing the fiery shouts in her ears, Nicole covered her ears:

"It's so lively here!"

"This is the Noxian people's favorite way of entertainment. If you want to join them, these are the topics of conversation every day."

Sivir pointed to the central ring with a mocking tone.

"what?"

Nicole shrank back in fright when she saw a gladiator hit the guardrail.

"But don't they hurt?"

"It hurts, but even death is their own choice."

Sivir grinned slightly:

"And they didn't fight each other in vain. Some became gladiators to be famous, some were gladiators for money, and some were to get out of slavery..."

"very pitiful..."

After listening to Sivir's description, Nicole began to show sympathy in the eyes of the people below.

At least Nicole herself doesn't have to be like them for freedom.

"Ma'am, do you want to place a bet?"

At this moment ~www.readwn.com~ came a servant next to him, bowed slightly and gave Sivir a salute.

"Can you still bet now?"

Sivir looked at the fight below with interest.

Perhaps because of experience, the middle-aged strong man pressed the young strong man to fight, and the situation was very good.

"No one knows who wins or loses until the winner is decided." The waiter smiled slightly.

"What are their odds?" Sivir asked.

"The lone wolf is 1:1.884, and the brown bear is 1:1.995." The waiter laughed.

"Your ratio is really low." Sivir raised his eyebrows rudely.

With both odds less than 2, the dealer made a lot of money in the end.

But Sivir didn't mind either, but turned to look at Nicole:

"If you had 10,000 gold Trefary coins, who would you bet on to win?"

After Nicole briefly understood the betting rules, she thought about it with a tangled face.

Just when she hesitated, the situation below changed again.

The young man codenamed Lone Wolf seized an opportunity to fight back, and smashed the brown bear in the face with a circle, knocking him back two steps.

The lone wolf, with a ruthless expression on his face, rushed forward regardless, and began to greet the brown bear with his fists and feet.

Looking at this scene, Nicole couldn't bear it in her eyes:

"I think Lone Wolf can win! His eyes are terrible!"