The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

Laksana didn't walk on the street for long, and soon saw a white building with wings like a dragon on the top.

The Demon Seeker Legion Headquarters, here we come!

"Please, let me go in and see my son, he really doesn't know magic."

At the entrance of the headquarters, a plainly dressed uncle looked at the guard with pleading eyes.

"Back off!"

The demon-seeker soldier was expressionless, and the eyes in the iron helmet were filled with indifference:

"Only those who have been ordered can enter."

Laxana was not far from the door, frowning at what was happening.

Suddenly, a voice with interest sounded in her mind:

"Isn't it time to go? Laxana."

Hearing her teacher's jokes, Laxana was silent for a moment, and the voice transmission was a little low:

"If his son is really inside, he shouldn't want his father to see his appearance at this time."

Laxana's tone was a little hesitant. Her blond hair shone in the sun. It should be as brilliant as gold, but at this time, it was as dull as a withered flower in a dark room.

In her words, she avoided a topic she didn't want to mention.

When the uncle walked away with regretful and lonely steps, Laxanna slowly stepped forward.

"Miss Crown Guard!"

The indifferent soldier just now bowed and saluted Laksana, with respect in both his actions and his tone.

"I want to go to the dungeon, do I need an oracle?" Laxana whispered.

It was under the jurisdiction of her uncle Eldred, who had also given her a note before she came.

"Miss Crown Guard, you can come and go here as you please."

With a pleasing expression on his face, the soldier immediately opened the door behind him and announced loudly to the door.

"Yeah...I can come and go as I like."

Laxana resisted the urge to look back, laughed at herself in a low voice, then raised her feet and walked towards the door with heavy steps.

The man who was stationed trotted to greet him. The accessories and armor on his body were different from the guards at the door. Laxana knew that this was a squad leader.

"Kuris, Captain of the First Shield of the Demon Seekers, has seen Miss Crown Guard."

Kuris was slightly shorter, his right hand was placed on his left shoulder, and he gave a respectful salute.

Laxana nodded slightly and said softly and slowly:

"Captain Curris, because I want to be the Illuminator, so..."

Not counting her newly acquired status, she has always been a trainee Illuminator to the outside world.

This is the first time she has come to the Demon Seeker Headquarters. Usually, in order to protect her, the family will only let her do the work of comforting the family members.

It was because she had seen so much that she used to fear her magic even more.

But fortunately... she was favored by the teacher.

Otherwise, she couldn't believe what kind of melancholy abyss she would face.

Laxana's eyes drooped slightly, her arms clasped the magic book in her arms tightly, she felt like a newly enrolled junior sister, dazed and unfamiliar with everything, only the solid book in her arms was her greatest support.

After listening to her words, Kuris still maintained a respectful expression, and stretched out one arm to make a "please" gesture:

"Miss Crown Guard, I'll take you to the dungeon. But you have to be careful. Although their magic is limited, they will still confuse you with words."

"I will pay attention."

Laxana nodded and followed Kuris inwards.

The headquarters of Demon Seekers is very large, and it occupies a very large area.

This is not only the living place for the demon hunters in Xiongdu, but also an outdoor training ground for training new recruits, as well as a dungeon known as the end of the mage.

Laxana looked around curiously, as if to remember the surrounding environment.

"Captain Curris, where is that?"

She saw a square building with guard handles not far away, and it looked heavily guarded.

"That's the Secret House, Miss Crown Guard," Curris explained.

"Secret Pavilion?" Laxana was a little curious.

"It's used to store some banned books for mages, or secrets about mages." Kuris casually swept through the Secret Book Pavilion and explained it well.

"Prohibited books... shouldn't these kinds of books be burned?" Laksana asked.

Almost every mage has the habit of recording their own magical research. Although they are all superficial and even wrong theories, the mage seekers claim to have destroyed them.

Hearing Laxana's question, Kuris paused slightly, but his expression remained respectful:

"Miss Crown Guard, we need to know more about magic so we can catch them better."

"Yeah...knows more about magic."

Laxana sighed slightly and continued to follow Kuris's footsteps without asking any further questions.

If it wasn't for the teacher's reminder, she probably wouldn't have realized that Kuris was a mage.

A mage who uses the Forbidden Stone to suppress the magic in his body.

The Forbidden Stone Potion is made by using the Forbidden Stone as the main material, which can suppress the magic in the body.

But the magic stone medicine is not a one-time-for-all, and there will be no small side effects.

Before she met the teacher, she hesitated many times whether to take it or not.

She is sincerely fortunate to be able to get the teacher's teaching, otherwise her light magic will be invisible in front of the seekers.

"Miss Crownguard, here we are."

Hearing Kuris' words, Laxana raised her head slightly.

An airtight, heavily guarded stone house appeared in front of them.

The whole house is made of forbidden magic stone, only the direction of the door is empty. Laxana had no doubts that even if the mages inside rioted, the seekers could trap them.

There is no superfluous decoration in the stone house, only a passage leading to the ground.

After Kuris finished negotiating, Laksana greeted the rest of the guards with kindness and walked down the passage.

The surrounding stone walls were icy and thick, and the torches on the walls were burning listlessly. Laxana walked slowly, and the air was full of oppressive and gloomy smells.

The sound of her footsteps echoed in the small space.

Da da da...

Gradually, it merged into the same frequency as Laxana's heartbeat.

The further down you go, the darker and more humid it becomes.

When approaching the place, Laxana's figure paused.

Even at a distance, she could already hear the screams inside.

Kuris stopped in a very understanding manner, and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Judging from his behavior, it wasn't the first time he brought someone like Laxanna here.

However, to Kuris' surprise, after hearing the screams, Laxana's pace only stopped for a few seconds, and soon resumed the rhythm just now.

"Thank you. Captain Kuris, let's go." Laxana smiled.

"Yes, Miss Crownguard."

Kuris lowered his eyes, suppressed his unexpected expression, and behaved more and more respectfully, adding while leading the road:

"There are many villains in the dungeon. In order for them not to retaliate against Demacia in the future, we have to use some special means."

Laxana nodded in approval and asked softly, "I remember they were all being sent inland?"

Demacia doesn't execute wizards at will unless it's a heinous crime.

For most mages, exile is the last option.

Many dependent countries, including Norchemurch, welcome these "sent" mages.

But Laksana had heard some bad things, many of these mages were treated as slaves, controlled, abused and abused by their masters in various ways.

Even these mages were "exiled" in name only, but they were actually sold to those subject countries.

The Crown Guard family is the biggest beneficiary of this huge chain of interests.

Laxana restrained her expression and followed Kuris into the dungeon.

Her arrival seemed to set the entire dungeon ablaze.

Many mages stood up excitedly, staggered a few steps and prostrate in front of the railing, their sunken eyes with a pleading look:

"Miss, ma'am...Is there anything to eat?"

"Lord noble, please let me go, I really have no magic!"

"My lord, please, let me out!"

"..."

The chaotic shouts and begs poured into Laxana's ears, making her heart twitch.

"This is the holding room, and all people are waiting for trial." Kuris, who was with him, gave an explanation in a timely manner.

"That means they're not necessarily guilty?" Laksana asked rhetorically.

"Although they haven't pleaded guilty, they're basically right." Kuris said indifferently.

He knew Laxana's reputation, a girl with a good heart.

As Eldred's right-hand man, he didn't want to see the young lady do stupid things.

"yes?"

Laxana was noncommittal, and glanced at the begging civilians in front of the railing.

They were ragged, yellow-faced and skinny, and some even curled up in a corner, shivering uncontrollably. It looked very miserable.

The scene in front of her made Laksana's throat tighten. She held her breath and turned her eyes to the sideways that continued to descend:

"Is there more than one floor here?"

"Yes, the people below are very dangerous. They are all prisoners who are seriously infected with demons." Kuris frowned in displeasure as he looked at the passage leading to the deeper underground.

"Can I go down and have a look?" Laxana asked.

This seemingly inquisitive question, but Kuris heard the inability to refuse in her tone.

Kuris nodded slightly and stepped forward to make way for Laxana.

When he was about to step down the stairs, Laxana suddenly asked:

"Captain Curris, I have a small request."

"Miss Crown Guard, please speak." Kris turned around and bowed slightly.

"The holding room is filled with people who have not pleaded guilty for the time being, right?"

Facing Laxana's question, Kuris seemed to hear the subtext and nodded silently.

"In that case, they are still the people of Demacia. Why not let them have enough to eat and drink, and have a suit of cold-resistant clothes." Laxana said softly, her face full of kindness and bright smile .

"Miss Crown Guard, only by blowing their spirits can..."

"Captain Kuris, I think the Crown Guard family can afford the cost." Before Kuris finished speaking, he was interrupted by Laxana.

Kuris turned around and looked at the young noble lady in front of him without saying a word.

The light in the dungeon was dim, and the yellow light of the candle shone on Laxana's cheeks, making her blonde hair as dazzling as the moon hanging high at midnight.

On her face, Kuris saw such a kind and determined smile for the first time.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, he turned to look at the guards guarding and the prisoners in the cell, and said loudly:

"Did you all hear? You're lucky to meet the benevolent Miss Crownguard."

"Guards, prepare food for them, and give each of them a coat."

"Yes!"

The guard at the door received the order and ran out quickly.

At the same time, the detainees who heard Kuris' words suddenly burst into an uproar.

"Praise the Crown Guard!"

"Miss Crown Guard, thank you for your kindness!"

"thanks, thanks!"

"What a kind man you are, Miss Crownguard."

"..."

Their words were different, but their compliments and gratitude were palpable, like a tide hitting the shore.

Hearing a thank you coming from behind, Laxanna didn't have a happy smile on her face. She lowered her eyes, showing a self-deprecating smile, and continued to walk towards the lower level of the dungeon with Kuris.

Where is the thanks?

These people shouldn't be here...

"Do you want to come here often?"

The words from the teacher in her mind made Laxanna pause for a moment, but she quickly walked down with a normal expression.

"Teacher, I decided to come here every other day. There are many people here who need my rescue."

"Laxana, people can only redeem themselves, all you need to do is give them hope."

"But..." Laxana hesitated.

"There's nothing wrong with your actions, but it's different here. There's more and the balance will be upset."

"Balance?" Laxana was puzzled.

"In Demacia, the Crown Guards are not the only family, and your recent actions have alarmed the rest of the nobles. What would they think if you stayed here every day?"

Hearing the question posed by the teacher, Laksana thought for a moment, with a look of depression on her face:

"They'll think...I want to win over the mages here, and this is my uncle's jurisdiction. They'll think the Crownguard has other minds."

She understands what the teacher said very well. Sometimes it's not that you think you have done a good deed, and everyone will think that you are doing a good deed.

As long as there are very few people with different thoughts, it will lead to many bad consequences.

"But... my external image is kind, can't I come here because I can't bear it?"

Walking down the steps, Laxana quickly thought of a solution.

Everyone knows that Miss Crown Guard has good intentions, and such a person can't let it go.

"You need to come, but not too often. If you have time, you can go to the Miwen Pavilion and read the books there. It's very helpful for you."

Hearing the teacher's answer, Laxana made a note in her heart and nodded in the deep underground.

Everything has to be plotted slowly...

She always remembered the warning the teacher gave her.

"Here, Miss Crownguard."

Kuris' voice came from the front.

Even without his reminder, Laxana could tell from the louder screams in her ears...

Here they are.

The scene of entry is similar to that of the holding room, but there are many fewer cells for detention. The center seems to be cut off, and a door blocks the way to the inside.

There are two guards specializing in the handle at the door, obviously the things or people inside are extremely important.

Laxanna observed the cells around her, and she found that the people held here were completely different from those held in the reception room.

Most of the people here are restrained, and judging from their expressions, many people have even become mentally ill.

Eyes blank, curled up on the ground is the norm here.

Laxana looked a little unbearable, but she knew that she couldn't change anything.

She turned her gaze to Curris.

Facing her line of sight, Kuris was silent for a long time, but still rejected her:

"Miss Crownguard, I'm sorry. These are all wicked prisoners, and there's no need to give them anything. Besides, they'll be sent inland soon."

"Well...I know, that's the rule."

Laxana forced a smile, she understood what Kuris meant.

The Crownguard family, or her uncle Eldred, didn't want her to have too much contact with these people.

Laxana took a deep breath and pointed to the door not far away:

"What's there?"

She plans to slowly figure it out, and she still has a lot of time.

It's really not possible, she can still use the channels of the Illuminati and the Judgment Mission.

"There... Miss Crown Guard, you don't need to know him at all." Kuris looked hesitant.

"He? I haven't heard of any mysterious person being held here in the family." Laksana frowned.

She has already received a hint from the teacher that the people here are the main targets of her visit to the dungeon this time.

"Can..."

"Captain Curris, tell me who he is!"

Facing the suddenly tough Laxana, a fear suddenly appeared in Kuris' heart, and he couldn't help but blurt out:

"Silas in Biangou Town, is the most dangerous person..."

"Let me in," Laksana said. "I've heard this man's name, and I want to talk to him."

"This..."

Seeing the hesitation on Kuris' face, Laxana took out a note from her arms:

"This is an order from the Grand Marshal himself. I have the right to go anywhere here. And I don't think there should be any shame in Demacia."

Kuris took the note, and the order above was basically the same as what Laxanna said.

Even, on the note are the Crown Guard's crest and Tiana's private seal.

This time, without hesitation, he ordered the guards without hesitation:

"Open the door and let Miss Crown Guard in, she's alone."

Looking at the thick door being slowly opened, Laxana smiled back and said:

"Captain Curris, thank you."

"Please, Miss Crown Guard, don't say that you went in after you went out." Curris reminded.

"I will remember."

Laxana nodded slightly, took the torch from the guard, and walked steadily into the dark cell.

Bang!

The door behind her was closed, and the light from the outside disappeared again, only the torch in Laxanna's hand lit up slightly.

Laxanna held the torch and stepped forward cautiously.

Unexpectedly, the space inside the door is quite wide, as large as the four or five cells before.

But in this empty room, there is only a solitary cell, like an isolated wild island on the sea.

Dang-clang-dang-clang-

A crisp sound of iron rope moving rang out.

This made Laxana a little wary.

She moved the torch toward the cell, and under the scattering of light, she gradually saw the scene in front of her.

Behind the iron railing, stood a naked, muscular man.

His face is sloppy and his complexion is dark, but his eyes are surprisingly bright, like a wolf hunting in the bushes, UU reading www.uukanshu. com locked Laxana.

Laxana met his gaze without hesitation, her gaze moved down, and she noticed the huge iron locks on the man's arms.

The heart-pounding clanging sound just now came from here.

"Um...you...not...magic seeker!"

The man spoke.

It seems that because he was locked for too long, his voice was so hoarse that it was difficult to even form coherent words.

"I'm not." Laxana shook her head slightly.

After entering here, she seemed to be a different person, her tone became slightly cold, and her expression was full of glamour.

"Then... who are you? To do... what?"

"I'm not who I am, I just came to see a poor bastard." Laxana responded calmly.

Silas in Brink, the worst mage prisoner in Demacian records.

He had been hiding in the mageseeker's team before, and finally killed a colleague of the shield formation in a hunt.

Never before had the mageseekers suffered so much loss, and they were finally crushed at great cost.

It was a Demacian story, but Laxana knew that maybe it would have a way out of reality.

Otherwise, the teacher wouldn't let her come here to meet a heinous person.

"Poor? Hahaha...ahem...yeah, poor bastard!"

Silas was a little weak because of his long-term imprisonment, and his laughter was accompanied by a cough.

"How ironic, we are obviously the same kind."

"But I'm outside, and you're inside." Laxana said lightly.

She is not good at facing such people, but fortunately she has a teacher as the backing.

Inserting the torch into the slot on the wall, Laxana held the book in her hand and looked directly at Silas with cold eyes.

The teacher told her...

To subdue a beast, you must first make the beast fear.