The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

The top of the Mage Tower.

Facing the six-eyed crow standing on the windowsill, Ryan smiled and said:

"This little thing is not worth your trip."

"The girl has a relationship with the empire, but I can't spare the time." Crow said lightly.

"Just deal with Demacia. It's still a while before Ezreal goes to the mausoleum. I'll take the time to solve it." Ryan smiled.

"Live."

Syndra, who was reading a book on the other side, suddenly said two words.

"Okay!" Ryan replied without hesitation: "We have never studied dragons."

"The dragon clan is more involved, but the girl's mother is an abandoned clan." The crow's voice was calm.

Ryan nodded slightly, knowing that this was information from Swain.

Since Swain merged with the demon, he has obtained all the memories of the demon and learned many secrets.

"The promise of Darius is up to you. Leave the rest to me."

"The man with black roses in Norkmurch, my life is easy."

The crow responded, and when the matter was settled, it also spread its wings and flew away from the mage tower.

After the crow left, Syndra slowly closed the book and asked casually:

"need my help?"

"No, although your magic power is strong, it is the first time to split your soul after all, so take a break."

Ryan said, standing upright with his hands on his back, his robe swaying in the wind.

Suddenly, the rune magic circle wrapped him, and then he disappeared into the rune magic circle.

Watching this scene, the corners of Syndra's mouth twitched slightly, and she turned her gaze to the book in her hand again.

......

The solemn and solemn temple of justice.

The colossus of the winged protector, hundreds of meters high, stands in the center of the temple.

Compared with the previous scene of people's heads moving, the temple is now much depressed.

But even if the God of Flying Wings is criticized, there are still many people going in and out, or visiting the statue, or looking for help from the Judgment Mission...

At the entrance of the temple, two noble girls walked in from outside.

With a long sword hanging from his waist, he looks valiant and looks like an elegant female swordsman.

The other person is holding a book, and the beautiful and lovely face has the smile of the girl next door, pure and pitiful.

"President..." Fiona saw the half-smiling look from the girl, and quickly changed her tone, "Miss Laxana, you don't have to come here."

"I just came to look at the statue of the God of Protection under Feiyi, and my aunt is his believer."

Laxanna looked as usual, holding a book like a young scholar who came to visit.

She pushed Fiona next to her, with a sincere blessing on her face:

"Go ahead, I hope you succeed."

"thanks..."

Fiona hesitated, but she raised her head and walked towards the interior of the temple.

Today was the day she joined the Judgment Mission. Even with Laxana's help, she still felt uneasy in her heart.

"Are you Miss Fiona?"

The Temple of Justice is divided into front and back halls, the front hall is worshipped by people, and the rear hall is not only stationed by the Judgment Mission, but also the residence of God.

Two expressionless nuns walked out from the place where the front and back halls were separated.

Seeing the two women who were ushering in, Fiona frowned slightly.

Although the eyes and expressions of the two were peaceful, as a swordsman with keen perception, she could feel the restrained hostility in the two of them.

The hands of these two people are afraid that a lot of lives have been dyed.

"I am." Fiona responded.

"Come with me, everyone is welcome to the Judgment Mission, but you need to prove your righteous heart."

After a nun finished her instructions, she turned to lead the way for Fiona.

Following the nun, Fiona couldn't help but ask:

"How can I prove that I have a righteous heart?"

"In front of the God of Flying Wings, everyone has nothing to hide." The nun said reverently.

"He is not..."

Before Fiona could finish her words, the nun looked back at her.

At that moment, she only felt that she was cold all over, and there was a kind of gratitude for brushing shoulders with death.

After a long while, the nun looked away, and before she could catch her breath, she heard the nun's warning:

"Where justice is, God will be there!"

"clear!"

Fiona calmed down and followed the nun slowly into the interior of the temple.

She is a little worried now. If the Protector of Flying Wings really comes back, someone like her who has distracted thoughts doesn't know if she can...

After the two walked away, another nun walked up to Laxana with a blank expression:

"Miss Crown Guard, my **** wants to see you!"

Laxana was slightly surprised, but immediately realized something, tightened the book in her arms, and tried to calm her voice:

"Okay, please lead the way."

The reason she mentioned to her aunt yesterday was because the soul in the magic book told her to come here with confidence.

Otherwise, even if she is pure, she will not propose to come to the Temple of Justice at this time.

The Protector of Flying Wings has performed absolute justice for hundreds of years, and she does not doubt the purity of him and the Judgment Mission.

But if the wing protector changes... then everything is possible.

But in the end, she still chose to believe the judgment of the magic book, just like her aunt believed in herself.

She followed the nun with a calm expression. The two did not take the road that Fiona had taken before, but took another passage to the apse of the temple.

Walking through a bright white stone corridor, Laksana saw a towering white stone door.

She raised her head slightly, and could see the relief sculpture of the God of Protection of Flying Wings on the White Stone Gate, which seemed to tell a story of judging evil.

The nun bowed respectfully to those inside, and then opened the door.

She just stood at the door and made a please gesture to Laxana.

"Aren't you going in?"

As she walked forward, Laksana couldn't help asking.

The nun bowed her head slightly, her voice was flat, without a trace of emotional ups and downs:

"My **** only sees you."

"All right."

Laxanna curled her lips slightly, feeling a little nervous, but she still walked in with the book in her arms.

Judging from the current situation, what the magic book said yesterday was right, the God of Flying Wings really came back.

As the stone gates behind her closed, Laxanna looked at the temple of angels she had only heard of in rumors.

It is said that only people with a true heart of justice can enter here, and it is a place where everyone meets the guardian **** of flying wings.

The decoration of the hall is unusually simple, even comparable to her boudoir, but the atmosphere and solemnity displayed in it made her heart rise.

The temple is supported by four huge stone pillars of forbidden magic, and the surrounding walls are engraved with murals of flying wings protecting the gods executing justice.

The entire hall was unusually deserted, but it also made people feel solemn.

The most eye-catching place is undoubtedly the stone platform in the center of the hall.

Bright!

This is Laxana's first impression of Shitai.

The dome corresponding to the stone platform cast a beam of strong light, which illuminated the entire hall.

At the center of the light source, the stone platform was shrouded in strong light, making Laksana unable to open her eyes.

In that bright light, she seemed to see a figure.

A figure with holy wings on its back.

"come out!"

A light drink suddenly came out of the beam.

With a sound, Laxana's hands trembled in fright.

Immediately afterwards, she felt the book in her hand trying to break free.

Thinking of what the magic book said, Laxana slowly released her hand.

The magic book slowly floated up, turning the pages one by one.

In an instant, white brilliance gushed out from it.

In the light beam, the God of Flying Wings suddenly opened his eyes.

I don't know if it was Laxana's illusion, but she felt that darkness seemed to be reflected in those golden eyes.

But she couldn't bear to think too much, the golden light and the white brilliance were intertwined.

The collision of the two caused a hurricane, which made Laxana a little unstable.

She stared at the magic book that was evenly matched with Feiyi's protection god, she couldn't believe that the scene in front of her was true.

Even if the Winged Patronus was defeated by Noxus, it was still a **** in disguise.

But now this god... can only be equal to a magic book with a soul attached.

It's hard for Laxana to imagine now how strong the soul's heyday was in the magic book.

However, the power of the magic book also gave her a sigh of relief. The soul in the book is the sustenance of her teacher and father, and has accompanied her for countless days and months.

She believed in the magic book unconditionally, without it, she might have fallen into darkness long ago.

And this time, she no longer doubts that there is a problem with the God of Flying Wings. When the power of the flying wing protector was displayed, the light magic in her body seemed to have found a home, and she wanted to rush towards him like crazy.

If it wasn't for the magic book that taught her how to control, I'm afraid her magic power would be drained in an instant.

Those who can be recognized by the light are all people with good intentions...

After a long time, the collision between the two ended.

The magic book seemed to have lost all its luster and slowly floated back into Laxana's hands.

At the same time, a tired male voice emerged in her mind:

"She will help you."

When Laxana heard this familiar voice, her face lifted and she nodded happily.

The Protector of Flying Wings also returned to plainness again, and the golden eyes with no emotional fluctuations looked down, as if scrutinizing Laksana.

Looking at this extremely oppressive gaze, Laxana felt uneasy.

But remembering what the magic book said, she straightened her back unconsciously.

"good."

The cold words were spit out from the mouth of the flying wing protector, which made Laksana overjoyed.

Even if it's just a simple comment, this will let her do things in the future without hindrance.

After the wing protector finished speaking, he stopped talking, closed his eyes, and bathed in the beam without making a sound.

Seeing this, Laxana bowed to him, and slowly withdrew from the hall.

When she walked out of the gate of the temple, she suddenly saw the nun knelt down to her.

The nun's eyes were full of piety and fanaticism, and she said in a high-pitched voice:

"Your Highness, Stina is willing to serve you."

"You are..." Laxana was a little at a loss.

The other party was different from before, she felt that this should have something to do with the evaluation of the flying wing protector.

"My God has spoken, Her Royal Highness Laxana will lead us to exercise justice." Sister Stina said in a reverent tone.

"This..."

Hearing Stina's words, Laxana was slightly surprised.

With the words of "help", she thought that the God of Flying Wings would not hinder her, but she did not expect that it would allow her to mobilize the power of the Judgment Mission.

She has never seen Stina, but the name is very loud.

The head of the trial mission, Stina, has personally tried countless sins. Whether it is strength or prestige, she is the best Demacia existence.

"Sister Stina, please get up quickly, I can't afford such a big gift."

Laxana regained her senses and immediately helped Stina up.

She is now guessing whether the soul in the magic book is an old acquaintance with the Protector of Flying Wings, and the collision between them just met and greeted.

In her wild thoughts, she was distracted to hear Stina describe the power of the temple, which she now possesses.

The names that were only heard in legends before came out of Stina's mouth, and she was secretly shocked when she heard it.

Judgment Mission, Illuminati, Temple Guard...

This well-known name is the most powerful group in Demacia.

Just because of the words of the flying wing protector, all these powers can be invoked by her.

Like a dream, she never thought that happiness would come so suddenly.

With the power of the Judgment Mission, she can now do something that has been planned for a long time.

Laxanna clenched the magic book in her hand, her heart full of gratitude.

She knows everything about herself, thanks to the help of the magic book.

"His Royal Highness, all the jury missions are on standby in Xiongdu, waiting for your orders at any time." Stina said solemnly after reporting the situation.

"I don't need you to do anything for the time being."

After thinking about it, Laxana still suppressed the excitement in her heart and said calmly:

"Wait for me to go to the headquarters of the Demon Seeker Legion first."

"Does Your Highness need help? You can now enter in the name of the director of the Illuminati, and they also have our people inside." Stina said respectfully.

"No. No one's going to stop me there"

Laxana looked complicated. She didn't know until today after listening to Stina's story that every member of the Illuminati is a mage.

And she was a trainee member of the Illuminati a long time ago. It was only today that he turned positive and became the "director" with the highest position among them.

The Illuminati is affiliated with the Temple of Justice and nominally honors the winged protector. Their main duty is to appease the mages caught by the mageseekers and carry out some corresponding measures...

For example, to test the strength of magic, or to destroy magic...

The mage is targeting mage in the name of destroying all mage, how ironic...

In fact, the Illuminati has long been a gathering place for noble mages.

The nobles will send their family mages here to cover up magic with the power of justice. Finally, let them deal with the magic...

Laxana laughed a little at herself.

In fact, the family has long known about her magic, but she herself is afraid.

The deeper she got to know Demacia, the more absurd she felt.

The real Demacia was far from the glorious Demacia she recognized in her heart.

Laws were made to make people better off, not to condemn people by birth indiscriminately.

Not to mention, it's unfair from start to finish. Judging the commoners only for the nobles, how filthy...

As a vested interest, Laksana sighed unconsciously.

Recent studies and experiences have made her accustomed to these. Even know in my heart that in order to make Demacia better, many things must be...

But just because it should be so doesn't mean it's right.

"Stina, don't change Fiona's review because of me, she can enter the mission by her own strength." Laxana whispered.

There was a hint of surprise on Stina's expressionless face, her head lowered slightly, and her voice became more and more respectful:

"Your Highness, I obey your will."

"Stina, thank you for everything you told me today."

Laxana smiled and waved, turned and left the temple.

Today's worries are gone, and it's time for her to finish another thing.

Walking on the road in Xiongdu, she greeted the people friendly, because she has been very active in Xiongdu recently, and everyone remembers her.

A girl who honestly wants Demacia to be better...

"I can feel the guilt in your heart."

Hearing the voice of the soul in the magic book, the hypocritical smile on Laxana's face froze.

She used the way the soul in the book handed over to herself through voice transmission:

"Teacher, you taught me to remember this guilt~www.readwn.com~ I can't ignore it because it should be done, and it should be a wrong thing to do."

Laxana was very careful when she mentioned the first two words. She always regarded him as her most respected teacher, but she never mentioned it.

The other party not only taught her how to control magic, but also gradually taught her to see the world from a different perspective, and taught her a lot of ways to deal with the world.

The status of the soul in her mind was even equal to that of his dear brother.

"I appreciate you very much for this. You have always been a girl with light in your heart."

Hearing that the teacher did not refute, a happy smile appeared on Laxana's face.

But for what her teacher said, she shook her head slightly:

"My magic is light, and that's what I'll bring to others. But I'll be in the dark, and that's my own hold."

She knew exactly what she was doing.

Demacia has strong enemies on the outside and contradictions on the inside.

Perhaps what she did was rebellious, or perhaps it was accelerating the decline of Demacia.

But she believed that all honest Demacians thought the same.

Glory, justice, kindness, mutual love, equality... This is the Demacia they know.

What's the point of maintaining a false lie if such a Demacia didn't exist in the first place...

She has the confidence to build the real Demacia, before Noxus takes over!

At that time, even if Demacia is really defeated and the country is defeated, she hopes that she will die heroically as the best Demacia, and not by corruption and internal turmoil.

Thinking of this, a bright smile appeared on her face, and her eyes became more and more determined.

She will be the deepest darkness in Demacia and the brightest light in Demacia!