The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

"Quletta, you can blame me, but I am the hand of Noxus. The empire cannot lose any town now, or other regions will follow suit."

Darius raised his battle axe and his expression became determined.

He could understand Quiletta's mood, and he also understood that the other party wanted him to do so.

In the end, he made up his mind and chose the empire.

Hand of Noxus, this is his responsibility and destiny!

The battle axe was raised sharply, and under the dazzling light of the sun, it shone with a cold and cold light.

At that moment, whether it was him or Quiletta, many images appeared in their minds.

Someone once said that before killing relatives and friends, one's life and the other's life will come to mind.

Quiletta and he were born in a town conquered by Noxus.

At that time, they longed for the strength of Noxus, but at the same time they were fed up with the weakness of their own land.

He emerged from the Noxian arena and joined Colonel Cyrus with Draven and Queretta.

At that time, they really realized what an army is and what an empire is.

To expand the territory for the empire, accumulate illustrious military exploits, and let his reputation spread in the empire and the world.

Fighting for Noxus, they began to understand the meaning of the words.

Darius has always believed that the value of his life is for the empire and to ensure the normal operation of the empire.

He saw with his own eyes countless of his comrades died in battle beside him, and saw with his own eyes those people who had been oppressed by the rest of the country were liberated by Noxus and rose up again in Noxian lands.

Take up arms, leave cowardice behind, and Noxus will give everyone a chance to be a warrior.

For the sake of Paoze, who once died, and for the empire that is getting better and better now, he has long put his life and death aside.

Rather, it is not only himself, he has long been conscious of dedicating his family, children, wife's blood and life to the empire.

Quletta gave birth to a boy for him seventeen years ago, whom he named Decius.

The boy is not strong, but also does not lack the courage and blood to fight.

Decius stayed on the battlefield with the two of them all the year round, and he had the faith to fight for Noxus.

In the end, the boy died on the road of expanding the empire. While he was deeply regretful, he was also proud of the boy.

And Quletta in front of him has been by his side since he was a child, and they have experienced countless wars and turmoil.

He has always understood the other party's thoughts.

But if in the end even he chose to have a long-term relationship with his sons and daughters, those who sacrificed for the empire would have no meaning to die.

He is the role model for all Noxian warriors, the repressive hand of the Empire.

Darius admitted in his heart that from a man's point of view, he owed her a safe and secure home.

But he is the hand of Noxus, and for the sake of the Empire, something must be done.

When the empire no longer needs his axe blade, he will kneel before her tomb, apologize with his death, and meet her again in the underworld until the day when their souls dissipate.

At that time, he would only have the other person in his heart.

Farewell...Quiretta!

With sadness in Darius' eyes, the unstoppable battle axe swung down heavily. The axe blade even made a sound of breaking wind, and there was no room for recovery.

"what!!"

He roared, roared, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to deeply remember the beautiful face in front of him that had closed his eyes.

scoff!

When the battle axe was only an inch away from Quileta, a dim blue candle light suddenly appeared, agitating on the battle axe, splashing a large cloud of fire.

The sudden burst of fire caused Quletta's face to sting. He subconsciously took two steps back, covered his cheeks, and two lines of clear tears fell from his face.

She has already made a choice, since he chose the empire. Then dying at the hands of Darius is her best destination.

"Daraus, stop."

The candlelight and the crow appeared not far from Darius at the same time, turning into two figures of different colors.

"President of Parliament..."

Darius' battle axe, let it fall to the ground, looking at Ryan, who is composed of faint blue fire.

"Wait a moment, we have something to do."

Ryan's words were serious. He glanced around indifferently and gave Xin Zhao a wink.

Xin Zhao understood, stepped forward and pulled out the flag planted in the soil, clenched it tightly with his left hand, aimed it in the direction of the Black Gate of Becilico, and threw it fiercely.

hum!

Under the gazes of everyone, the flag pierced the sky, streaked a sharp arc in the air, and plunged straight into the black gate.

At this point, the new flag of the Empire fluttered above Bercilico once again.

Facing the flag that was hung up, Quiletta remained silent, and Darius did not object.

Ryan took his eyes away from the flag, swept over the soldiers stationed on the tower, and then looked at Queretta and Darius, who had different expressions, and said:

"The Trifali Council was not established to shed more blood on Noxus, but to tell the undead who died for the Empire. It is because of their sacrifices that the Empire is prosperous, and their sons and daughters Wife and family will enjoy the supreme honor!"

The plausible words echoed in Besilico, and even the soldiers on the towers clenched their weapons unconsciously.

Darius closed his eyes with a complicated expression, the battle axe in his hand fell weakly, splashing a large piece of sand.

If he went back in time, he would still do what he did just now. But Ryan's words also eased the heaviness in his heart.

No one wants to sacrifice, not even him.

"General Quilletta."

Ryan looked indifferently at the woman kneeling on the ground:

"Because you delayed the order of the empire, from today onwards deprive Besilico of the position of general, and the post of garrison is assumed by your adjutant Infertia."

"Your Majesty..." Infertia looked anxious.

She never thought of betraying Quiletta~www.readwn.com~ and felt unworthy of this position. What's more, she was the one who shot, and she deserved the crime.

"General Quileta's punishment has not yet been finished. After returning to the immortal fortress, he must serve in the Zhanzheng Academy and serve as a war department instructor for 10 years." Ryan said calmly.

Infertia and Queretta were stunned at the same time, and even Darius opened his eyes, seemingly wondering about Ryan's decision.

"President of Parliament, are you not afraid that I will teach rebellious students and make the empire no longer bloody?" Quiletta raised his eyebrows.

Even if she had just faced Tomahawk, she never thought of denying that she was a Noxian.

She has been denying the idea of ​​the Empire, not her own identity.

Fighting for Noxus, that simple sentence.

Her body was disabled, her husband turned against herself, her son died on the battlefield, and countless relatives and friends sacrificed for the great cause...

But in the end, what did they gain? When will the empire really become great...

"Quiretta, are you still a Noxian? Answer me that question!"

Ryan looked directly at Quiletta, and those eyes made of flames seemed to be able to see through everything.

Qurieta took a deep breath, with a firmness on her face: "It has never changed!"

She's Noxian! Even if she sacrifices everything, she will die with this identity!

That was the people she cared about and the place she had fought for herself. Every brick and tile of the empire had their blood flowing.

Even once, she would just make the tragedy never happen again, instead of rejecting the empire.

"Very good!" The corners of Ryan's mouth raised slightly, "Every Noxian has the right to practice what he thinks is right. Quileta, in your eyes, what is a Noxian?"