The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

Swain's face was calm, and he knew that the boy in front of him was beginning to shake.

Perhaps, they just need to add a fire to see the desired results:

"My eyes have seen the end of the Light Shield family, and we are happy to accept you, even if we were once enemies."

"Anyway! Light Shield and Demacia coexist!"

Jarvan's words remained firm, and he knew that Noxus must be plotting something. But he firmly believes that Light Shield and Demacia are one heart, and will eventually get through this difficult time.

"I don't deny your will, but I need you to show your strength." Swain was noncommittal.

"Strength..."

At the end of the meeting, Jia Wen suddenly turned serious, his eyes boldly swept across the remaining silent figures in the parliamentary hall, and said loudly:

"I have always heard that every member of the Trifali Council has the power of the earth. Can you tell me the names of the members of the Noxian Council?"

He believes that these people will not reject him, because this is Noxus, a Noxus who regards strength as glory!

Swain's eyes were indifferent, and he saw through his intentions at a glance. He didn't make any extra moves, just leaned on the back of the chair, and the corners of his mouth were quietly raised.

Hearing Jarvan's question, Draven took the lead and couldn't hold back, grinned and said:

"Imperial executioner Draven, you can come to the arena to challenge me at any time, as long as you are ready to lie down in the Chengxi Medical Center."

"However, I heard that you and Darius have played a few tricks. You should be able to fight me a few times. Don't worry, I will find a good doctor for you in the west of the city before the fight to prevent you from getting too seriously injured."

Draven had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, as if he wanted to fight Jarvan for three hundred rounds.

"Member Draven, I remember it! I will challenge you when I have time!" Jarvan looked serious.

Draven's words gave him a new idea. The Immortal Fortress is the capital of the Noxian Empire, and its most elite forces must be gathered here.

This time, the 100-person team accompanied by the light shield barrier may have a chance to explore the truth.

At this time, Camille, who was sitting on the other side, supported her jawbone with one hand, and said jokingly:

"Listen, kid, my name is Camille Philos."

"Philos of Piltover!?"

Jarvan blurted out, apparently knowing the name Philos as well.

"Yes, looks like someone in Demacia still remembers us."

Camille smiled, only glanced at Jarvan, and seemed to know what the other party was thinking:

"Put away your clumsy and simple ideas, we have our own way of survival."

Jarvan was slightly stunned, and turned his eyes to the last member present.

There are many places in the hall, and many of them are marked with different marks. Jia Wen guessed that this is the mark of the corresponding member.

The last member of parliament was an extremely young and beautiful woman, but behind her seat was a spider weaving a web.

Elise smiled sweetly, her red lips moved slightly:

"Elise, welcome to the Zaafan family as a guest."

"Zha'afan..." Jia Wen was slightly startled.

This family once held great power in Noxus, and countless heroes of Demacia died at the hands of this family.

"I'm willing to go when I have time." Jarvan said politely.

He remembered the evil deeds of the Zaafan family recorded by the family, which recorded the deeds of countless Demacian prisoners who were tortured and killed by it.

Although it is against Demacia's way to pay a father's debt to a son, and even the most recent hatred has passed for decades, it has nothing to do with this lady.

But the hatred of the country and the family is still there, and Jarvan feels that he has no right to forgive the other party for the dead soul.

Noxus and Demacia have never forgotten their mutual hatred because of the peace treaty.

However, they will temporarily change to a new battlefield.

In another battlefield where blood is not visible, their exchanges and confrontations will be more frequent...

After a while, as the door of the parliamentary hall opened again, Jarvan withdrew his complicated expression and walked out of the parliamentary hall.

"what happened?"

As soon as he went out, he frowned, and a sullen look flashed in his eyes.

On the White Rock Square, the old Laurent who was supposed to be waiting here was already lying on the ground, with the point of a spear with a cold light on his neck.

If the barrel of the gun was an inch further, old Laurent would be killed on the spot.

"Noxus can't be humiliated!"

After Xin Zhao finished speaking in a cold voice, he put his gun back without hesitation, turned and left without turning his head.

Leaving only the back of a black armor with long hair fluttering, Jarvan clenched his fists.

He hurriedly stepped forward, lifted old Laurent up, and said with a serious face:

"General Laurent, what just happened?"

Old General Laurent took a deep breath, his face covered with age spots was haggard and unwilling:

"His Royal Highness, it's nothing major, just a little quarrel."

"Old General, we represent Demacia, and it's not appropriate to feud with Noxus at this time." Jarvan comforted.

When old General Laurent heard this, his eyes flashed, and he asked calmly:

"His Royal Highness, what is the result of your discussion?"

Jarvan sighed, gave a general overview of the food that happened in the back room, and finally concluded:

"I will send someone back to Xiongdu to inform the father and emperor, and finally sign a treaty between the two sides."

"By the way, old General Laurent. This time we can't come for nothing. Noxus is a common practice. We can show our strength to get more information about Noxus." Jarvan thought for a while. Still said.

Hundreds of years of hostility, the two sides should have a deep understanding.

He used to think so too, but Noxus has improved more than anyone imagined.

The red-haired women he randomly encountered today were by no means good.

And that kind of existence may not be ranked in Noxus~www.readwn.com~ They must use all their time to obtain everything related here.

"Since it is His Highness's intention, then I will arrange it."

Old General Laurent did not deny it, but responded readily.

But now he doesn't agree with this plan in his heart. The more information he can find out, the more they will be exposed.

For the weak, they should build their own strength. Whether true or not, Noxus would have doubts.

When all their cards were known to the other side, it was also the time of Demacia's demise.

Prince Jarvan almost grew up under his watch, and with the talent of the other party, he shouldn't be so unwise.

"Your Highness..."

On the way back to the camp, General Laurent couldn't help but ask:

"Will we expose the strength of the light shield barrier like this?"

"what?"

Jia Wen looked preoccupied at this time, and did not hear the old general's words clearly.

"Cough cough..."

When the old general wanted to say something, the previous injury was affected, and he coughed violently, even coughing out two mouthfuls of blood.

"Old General!"

Jia Wen recovered instantly, hurriedly supported the old general, and helped her aside to rest:

"Old General, are you still alright? We will go to the west of the city for treatment now. There are many doctors there."

West of the city? Why is His Highness so familiar with the Immortal Fortress.

Suddenly, he remembered a message that Galen had once said, and this message was still narrated by the former Highness Jarvan himself.

A terrible idea slowly emerged in his mind, and he couldn't drive it away.

Old General Laurent coughed twice again and waved his hand:

"It's just the blood stasis from the previous battle. It's not in the way. We also have doctors in our army. Your Highness, when will we return to Demacia?"