The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

The capital of Turkgul.

When Ryan dragged the dying dragon from the sky, the place was already occupied by the Trifarian Warband.

The originally sturdy city walls of the royal capital had long since collapsed into large and small rubble, laying at will on the blood-stained land.

As far as the eye can see, the city is full of traces of destruction and slaughter. The corpses on the street can be seen everywhere, the flesh is blurred, and the smell is choking.

In front of the nobleman's mansion, a well-dressed and fair-skinned old man and wife were pushed out, and it was none other than the poor people of the kingdom who had accumulated hatred for a long time to **** them.

Shouting, cursing...noisily pouring into the square.

The appearance of Ryan caused a commotion from everyone below. Just when the nobles laughed, thinking that he was a riot sent by God to punish the civilians, a team of heavily armored cavalry rushed out of the palace.

Wadelin led the team to run to Ryan, turned over and got down on one knee, respectfully said:

"Congratulations to the general's triumph."

"Call me Ryan, we've known each other for so many years, and Darius is doing well."

At the same time as Ryan spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and the giant dragon bound by thousands of chains fell to the ground with a loud bang and dust.

Sylvana turned into a dragon without expression and stood behind Ryan.

"This..."

Wadelin looked up at Ryan at a loss, seeing the other party's expression, and remembering Darius' performance along the way...

He seemed to understand something, nodded vigorously, but still said solemnly:

"Your Majesty the President of the Council! Please review the battle team's results!"

"The dragon in the back helps me look after it, and then send it back to the immortal fortress."

Seeing the firmness in his eyes, Ryan just gave an order and walked towards the capital.

He didn't worry about the giant dragon going wrong at all. Without his permission, the giant dragon would never wake up even if his injuries recovered.

"Yes! I will... the President of the Council!"

Wadelin stood up respectfully, dispatched capable soldiers to guard the dragon, and he kept up with Ryan and Sylvana.

On the road, Ryan asked casually:

"Wedlin, what do you think of him?"

"General Darius..." Wedelin's expression hidden under the steel helmet was a little stiff, "In every way, it is not as good as the President of the Council!"

"You, it's still the same as before." Ryan shook his head with a smile. "If Grote knew that you were still virtuous, he would definitely want to pull you down from your current position. He really wants to go back to the army."

With these former veterans, he always felt an unprecedented relaxation.

They've all been working towards a common goal, in different ways...

"Hey, I'm just a small soldier of the Chapter, how can he live freely. Besides, if you want to challenge me, you can't wait for him to use that leg neatly!" Weidlin patted his right leg and smiled.

"Okay, talk about it, what do you think of him. I have to make sure I find a good home for you." Ryan smiled.

"Your Majesty, you know..."

Hearing Ryan's words, Weidlin's eyes moved slightly, but he quickly calmed down and replied firmly:

"He is not as good as you and the commander, but he is qualified to be our general."

"It seems he's not doing well enough." Ryan shook his head with a smile.

"Your Majesty...you seem to value him very much."

With dissatisfaction on Wadelin's face, they admitted that Darius could surpass every general they knew.

But comparing Ryan and Swain, he didn't think there was anyone in the world who could compare to them.

"He has something that I and Swain don't have, and that's why he can represent the power of the Empire."

Ryan's footsteps paused, looking at the Royal Capital Square not far away, and said softly:

"We're here, be a spectator and see what he's doing."

"If it is the head of the parliament and the commander, no one will be in awe wherever he goes."

Weidlin said what was in his heart, one position behind Ryan, and looked up side by side with Sylvana.

In the past, he followed Ryan and Swain to conquer many kingdoms. Darius's force was not as shocking as Ryan's, and his methods were not as ruthless and decisive as Swain's.

But inspired by Darius' actions, the oppressed will be baptized spiritually and fight for the empire from the heart.

Maybe this is the special thing that His Majesty the President of Parliament said? Wadelin thought to himself.

On the high platform of the square, all the people gathered together with great momentum.

Clang!

Darius swung his right arm and embedded the battle axe into the ground of the square. His eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes swept towards everyone in the audience with a sense of oppression.

The restless atmosphere suddenly calmed down, and the square of Nuoda ushered in an unprecedented silence.

Darius raised his eyebrows slightly and shouted in a deep voice:

"Noxus is considered a demon and a butcher by many, and I'm sure most of you feel the same way..."

"You are willing to follow us, not because you think you can live a good life from now on, but our arrival has given you the courage to dare to break the bank."

After he finished speaking, his eyes swept across the audience coldly.

Facing his gaze, most people lowered their heads and avoided his sight, as long as a few civilians still held their heads up and looked at him.

Most people are crazy because they think...

Noxus is here, and both himself and the nobles will surely die.

Darius withdrew his eyes without any emotion, and walked to a kneeling old man.

On the old man's head, he wears a golden crown, and his identity is self-evident.

The corners of Darius' lips curved slightly, and the next moment, he stretched out his big hand, pulled the crown off, and held it in his hand, as casually as holding a child's toy.

Seeing this scene, there was the sound of air-conditioning and the sound of rustling back footsteps.

Darius didn't care about these cowardly voices, he looked coldly at the civilians under the stage, and raised the crown high:

"Listen, I don't care what you think, but here we are, we will give you a choice."

"The kings force you to kneel by hereditary authority and false name, and Noxus wants you to stand up!"

"Let you be reborn in glory and let the world see it!"

While speaking, Darius's tone continued to rise, and his palms were equally forceful.

The golden crown symbolizing power was easily bent and deformed, as if the secular kingship was erased from the viewer's heart little by little:

"New citizens of Noxus, take up the weapons in your hands, remember your past suffering, and give up your past cowardice. Stand up! Stand before me!!"

As his voice landed, the crown was crumpled into a ball, completely losing all the arrogance and brilliance it once had.

Darius kept his eyes fixed, and threw the golden knot in his hand into the furnace not far away.

goo goo goo...

The hot melt in the furnace tumbled, and the deformed crown quickly disappeared.

Everyone in the audience widened their eyes, witnessing a scene they had never seen before, or even dared not imagine.

That unattainable crown just disappeared?

This scene completely subverted their concept.

At this moment, the commoners in the royal capital are emotionally complicated.

When they saw the general walking towards the king and taking off his crown, they subconsciously felt frightened and panicked. It was the emperor they worshiped every day. Some people had never even seen the crown, but only heard of its splendor. , the ultimate luxury.

However, the general regarded it as nothing, and put it in the palm of his hand to easily manipulate it.

OMG! What a trampling and insulting this is.

The imperial power that was once imposed on them and despised everything was so easily manipulated, kneaded, and even destroyed?

The once daunting rules are so vulnerable.

Some people laughed, some covered their faces and cried bitterly, and some people were shocked when they heard the sound of shattering hearts, like the sound of a glass window being broken.

That's right, something did break!

The kingship has been completely subverted today!

They want to stand upright and live like the Noxians!

Today, on this peaceful day, the people of Turkgur have ushered in great changes.

At the same time, Darius raised the Noxian battle flag behind him, the flag stretched and fluttered in the wind, and he shouted with high fighting spirit:

"Noxus!!"

Exciting four words, simple but with infinite power.

Waving flags and cheering chanting brought the atmosphere to a climax.

wow—

The people were boiling, like a pot of boiling water simmering slowly, and now it has finally reached the boiling point.

"Noxus!!"

"Noxus!!"

"Noxus!!"

The tidy voice was like a rising tide of sea water, one wave after another, the blood and courage that had been dormant in the hearts of the people for a long time were mobilized for the first time.

A young man took the lead in rushing up to the high platform in the square and punched and kicked a nobleman who was closest to him.

His action was like a signal, and the civilians in the audience burst into anger.

They raised their fists and rushed up to find the nobles who had oppressed and abused them.

They beat hard, vented selflessly, roared heartily...

The atmosphere is unprecedentedly hot, especially the pictures being staged on the high stage, with a strong ornamental value.

"Noxus!"

Shyvana, who was behind Ryan, couldn't help but let out a shout.

She glanced at Ryan, who was still standing with his hands behind her, before biting her lip, forcing herself to calm down.

If she was just standing here alone, I'm afraid she would have rushed up and contributed a punch.

Darius' words awakened Sylvana's dusty memory.

She remembered the people who used to discriminate and ridicule her for her appearance. Those words were deeply rooted in her heart. Every time she hid her anger and went home silently without doing anything...

If she knew about Noxus earlier, maybe...

A figure appeared in Shyvana's mind.

That was the figure she buried in the soil with her own hands not long ago. There were many sharp arrows stuck in his thin body, which made people feel distressed.

Demacia...

This time, she will no longer be cowardly!

Wadelin, who was beside Shyvana, also had a bit of emotion on his face, and his eyes were filled with a bit of admiration, looking at the grand scene on the square:

"Your Majesty, he is indeed a general with a difference."

"Dreus was born at a young age, and he understands better what the people need. Neither I nor the commander can do this." Ryan shook his head slightly.

He was not of noble birth, but his status as a mage made him incompatible with the bottom.

When Ryan traveled, what he saw and heard at the bottom surfaced on the surface, only limited to seeing and listening, and did not really experience it personally.

Cui Fali is the top three, representing the three classes.

After the riots in the square, those nobles who were full of viciousness were almost dead, and even the few who were not dead were only left with a weak breath.

Among them, only the king is still intact.

The old king's gray and defeated eyes were full of fear, and his old body was shaky and almost fainted.

The dukes, marquis and ministers under his command have already been abused by the mob. He seems to have seen the ending that belongs to him.

Darius put down the battle flag in his hand, with a satisfied expression on his face, and said loudly:

"From today, no one will force you to kneel. From today, you can rely on your own efforts to live the life you want. From today, you can also rely on your strength to be in a high position."

"Noxus is in the heart of every man of courage!"

With that said, he pulled up the battle axe that was staring at the ground and slashed down.

In an instant, blood flowed like a gush.

Under the gaze of nearly all the people of the royal capital, the kingship that once symbolized supremacy collapsed suddenly.

There is no eternal kingship, only greater power.

This is a new idea that sprouted in everyone's heart.

"Noxus!"

Darius raised the battle axe, which was still dripping blood, with a bit of arrogance and anticipation on his cold face.

Seeing this scene, Ryan's eyes seemed to let something down, and after explaining two sentences to Wadelin, the figure disappeared alone in the light of the rune magic circle.

It's time to do more important things.

…

Mageseeker headquarters dungeon.

In the deepest dark room.

"Are there any books about this man? Even if I haven't seen him, I can feel his greatness through the text."

Silas put down the brand new book in his hand called "The First Solution of Rune Magic", with a little sigh in his eyes.

Laxana was silent, threw a book over again, and Silas happily took it.

Looking at the other party's eagerness for knowledge, Laxana felt a little strange.

"Teacher, do those books really have such magic power?"

She could clearly feel the change in Silas. She basically didn't say anything, just gave Silas a book to read.

"Books are a good bridge for human beings to understand the world. Through the information passed between the lines, you can really feel the creator's cognition of the world... What kind of person do you think he is."

A peaceful voice came from her mind.

The person in the mouth of her teacher, Laxanna knows who she is referring to...

"great person..."

Laxanna racked her brains for a while, and felt that she was running out of words to describe such a description.

It wasn't that she couldn't understand Silas's feelings, and because of the crownguard's power, she often had early access to books from Noxus.

Aside from most of the books that tell the rich history of Noxus, there is one person's name in those books.

Ryan Meredith.

The name brought back memories of her childhood, a memory she had almost forgotten.

Her magic book was also a treasure she got by chance at that time.

From the words in the book, Laxana was able to assert that this was a man of unprecedented magnitude.

Perhaps, there will be no more in the future.

He reinvented magic, turning it into a set of techniques that all wizards can perform.

Although there are not many books on rune magic, every mage can see the truth.

Just join Noxus and learn rune magic.

Even Laxana herself had an urge to join Noxus and learn rune magic, let alone other mages.

Not only that, but he also reshaped the once declining empire.

Perfect military merit system, reasonable reward and punishment regulations, budding economic system, rapidly developing industry...

Each of these measures to strengthen the country, each of which is written in the books he wrote.

Laxana can see that each can bring a qualitative leap to the country.

But unfortunately, Demacia can't use any of them.

Either it ran counter to Demacia's insistence, or it ran counter to the interests of the nobles.

Neighboring Noxus is growing stronger next door, and they can only stay on their own...

She can't see any hope of winning, so she wants to speed up her pace.

After about half an hour, Silas slowly raised his head and lost his thoughts from the book.

He looked at Laxana, who had not left, and asked with a twinkle in his eyes:

"You've already left by now."

"I've read you so many books, of course I'll hear what you think of Demacia."

Laxana shrugged and walked into the cell without fear, looking down at Silas.

Under her seemingly indifferent face, she was always vigilant about Silas's changes.

In addition to books from Noxus these days, she also shares a little bit about the current state of Demacia with each other from time to time.

After a few days, Silas also understood the current situation.

He looked at Laxana with a half-smile, and leaned against the wall with his hands behind his head:

"I'm just a warrior, what can I say. The Light Shield family still controls the country."

"I think..." Laxana paused slightly, "You don't want to live the days of eating raw mice again."

As she said that, she gestured to the empty lunch box not far away, and a trace of pity flashed inconspicuously.

Hearing the other party's warning, Silas's expression froze.

Before Laxana came, he experienced inhuman torture.

The guards here just have to make sure he doesn't die. The spirit of food and saturation is not within their scope of care.

The previous experience, the hellish days, made a strong hatred in his heart. If you are hungry, you can only find insects, ants, rats, and snakes to satisfy your hunger. When you are thirsty, you can only eat and drink water from the soil.

Fortunately, the walls of the cage were not made of stone.~www.readwn.com~ He could still play with snake ants, otherwise he would have gone crazy.

In comparison, his life these days is nothing short of heaven.

Laksana comes every few days with savory but energizing food.

In addition, she will leave him a candle that can burn for several days, a bucket of sweet water, and several books to relieve boredom.

These things are only preserved in his memory before he was imprisoned.

Every time he saw the flickering candle, Silas could feel a little change in his heart.

It seems...someone has broken into it.

Like, a little light in the dark...

Laxana looked at Silas with a stunned expression, and there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Maybe she was wrong...

If according to the teacher's method, a little bit of kindness is given instead of being so kind, maybe the heart of the other party has been recovered...

But when she knew about Silas's living conditions, she really couldn't be so cruel.

"I'll go first, come back next time."

Laxana shook her head slightly and was about to go out.

As she was about to walk...

"Wait a moment!"

Silas' voice stopped her, and Laxana turned around unexpectedly.

"I still need to know more about Demacia." Sera said steadily, "I know too little right now."

Laxana turned her head sideways, looked at each other, and said after a long time, "Okay, what do you want to hear today."

"Uh..." Silas hesitated, but added quickly, "Tell me about the history of the Crownguard in Demacia."

"it is good!"

Laxana looked at the face of the other party hidden under the candlelight, and a small smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The stories of the ancestors were slowly told from her gentle and soft voice.