The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

Xiongdu, Dawn Castle.

Seven of the eight officials sat in their seats, and even Eleanor, who had been "reporting illness", also attended the meeting this time and came to the parliament hall.

Several people sat on their respective back chairs, and gestured to each other with their eyes in different expressions. In the end, their eyes would always fall on Tiana involuntarily.

Today's meeting changed the normal.

In the past, meetings were held by Tiana, who represented the Crown Defenders.

But today, not only was Eleanor, who had been absent for a long time, present, but the convener was replaced by Laksana, who had just been in office.

What this change portends is a reasonable guess in everyone's mind.

Moreover, everyone has been sitting on this chair for a long time, and everyone knows how thick the cushion under their **** is and who has nails on the back of the chair.

Although Tiana looked as usual, they both noticed that the other party was trying to suppress a certain emotion in their hearts.

Is it...

Is there a conflict within the Crown Guard family?

The appearance of this idea, on the contrary, made the hearts of the other eight officials complicated.

On the other hand, Eleanor had a relaxed expression on her face, as if she was sitting and watching a good show.

Just when everyone was thinking about something strange, the golden door of the parliament hall was opened.

Laxanna, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and her squire walked in.

Her attire was the same as usual, a violet inlaid lace dress, light-colored tulle gloves, and a silk gauze hat of the same color on top of her head.

However, what surprised everyone was that today's Laksana... seemed to be a little different from the past in her aura.

At first, before the abolition of the motorcycle ban, Laksana felt like a girl next door, warm and sunny, showing her unique affinity all the time.

After becoming the eighth official, Laksana's temperament changed a bit.

She became more of a true noble lady, working hard to fulfill her duties at the top of Demacia.

But today...it's a little different.

The girl standing under the towering golden porch... no, it should be called a lady.

Her figure is still so petite, but her figure is soft but reveals unspeakable power.

His blond hair was pulled up high, gleaming with the golden pillars, and the color matching was so harmonious that people thought he was a guest at the Crown Guard's mansion.

This kind of aura full of aura made the other eight officials feel that this should not be the top of Demacia, but the leader of Noxus.

Boom!

The door of the parliament hall was closed by Silas, and a heavy groan caused the hearts of the eight officials to sink.

Laxana, who came in, first turned her attention to Tiana and stayed on her for a long time.

Then she slowly retracted her gaze, swept towards everyone present, and spoke in a calm tone:

"I, Laxana Crownguard, propose today..."

After a short pause, she raised her delicate jaw, her eyes gradually raised, and finally landed on the empty throne:

"Jervin III is no longer able to assume the position of King of Demacia. From today, I will be the acting King of Demacia."

After Laxanna finished speaking, ignoring the shocked or angry expressions of others, she lifted the hem of her skirt and walked up slowly, stepping up the steps covered with the red carpet.

The Eight Great Officials watched her movements silently until she stepped onto the round table platform where the Eight Great Officials were, and when she stepped up to the first step to the throne, someone questioned.

"Lady Crownguard, that's not very Demacian tradition, is it...?"

It was Grantham who spoke, his voice slow and a little helpless.

In the face of Laxana's remarks, the one who reacted the most should have been Eleanor Lightshield.

However, what was unexpected was that at this moment, there was no superfluous expression on her face. Instead, she put on an attitude of "I knew this earlier", and she knew from her appearance that she didn't want to stand out at all at this time.

As another member of the Crown Guard family, Tiana's face was a little ugly, but now it was her niece who made the decision, and she obviously wouldn't say much.

In this situation, if Grantham himself did not speak again, the fact that Laxanna became the acting king would be a fact that the eight officials collectively acquiesced in!

Grantham certainly wouldn't sit idly by.

After all, everyone knew in their hearts that although Laxanna was careful with her words and used the word 'acting king' in her words, the unsightly suffix of 'acting' would be cut off soon.

If it really goes on like this, they should call her...

Crown Guard I!

"Duke Grantham, what do you think of Demacia now?"

Laxana stopped, turned her body halfway, and stopped Silas, who wanted to shoot, with her eyes.

In addition, she did not move, neither descending nor advancing again, she stood on the steps above the others, looking at Grantham with a blank face.

Not long ago, when Jarvan III was in a coma, her aunt was in the same position as she is now.

He is taller than all the Eight Great Officials, but still some distance away from the throne.

Hearing Laxana's question, Grantham answered almost without hesitation:

"Although Demacia has undergone major changes, it is still united to fight the difficulties together."

Laxana raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Grantham's confident face, but did not answer.

On the other hand, Silas grinned from the side. He didn't mean to shoot, but scolded loudly:

"Lord Duke, just a few days ago, your grandson Lang Lun stole most of the disaster relief food in the fief. And a month ago, your third son Sartre sent his heir to Noxus, in the name of I'm going to study abroad..."

"...A few years ago, your second son Rhettles, because of his fief, was adjacent to the northern mountains. Every autumn harvest, he would send food to Winter's Claw, and sometimes even volunteered to give it to them. The army led the way, just to protect myself..."

"Seven days ago..."

"..."

From the big to the escape, the small to the looting, the scandal of the Grantham family came out of Silas' mouth.

Grantham's face gradually turned pale, and his right hand on the table kept shaking. He looked at Silas with a wry smile in his heart.

These things...he knew them all.

But he chose to open one eye and close the other, and did not stop it.

In other words, this kind of thing is a 'tacit agreement' between nobles, and no one is clean, so naturally they don't have to be afraid of being pinched by others.

But recently...

Because of Eleanor's previous absurd actions, an accident happened...

The Crown Guards executed nearly 100 members of their own family. The place was in the grand square, which attracted the crowd of almost half of the city.

And those who personally supervise and exercise judgment...

It was Laxana Crownguard.

To be able to personally arbitrate the blood relatives who have committed wrongs, as many as hundreds, Grantham asked himself.

It was also at that time that Laxanna's reputation was not only not implicated by the crown guard, but established a very high voice.

Once the balance and constraints between nobles are broken by one party, unexpected things are likely to happen.

This is the scene in front of me now.

They have nothing in their hands to check and balance the Crownguard family.

Whether it's strength, dirty means, or family power...

Grantham is not too young... What matters more is the family, so there is no need...

With a look of self-confidence on his face, he fell into silence, and this appearance was obviously planning to give in.

"Lord Duke." Silas still had a malicious look on his face, "We Demacia have to play by the rules."

Grantham pressed the table hard, looking ugly: "What do you want?"

He tried his best to keep his tone down, and his eyes snapped to Laxana.

That look is like saying, "Are you crazy, I have already chosen to give in, what else do you want to do?"

Although he was afraid of Laxana's strength, and with his power and connections, he was not as good as the Crown Guards, but after all, he had been sitting on the chair under his **** for many years, so he couldn't do anything.

Laxana met Grantham's gaze fearlessly, her tone calm and unquestionable:

"For internal reasons, the Grantham family was blocked, thoroughly investigated, and judged by the Temple of Justice."

"Crown guard, how dare you!" Grantham yelled angrily.

Everyone knows the consequences of letting the Temple of Justice intervene.

All family members, including himself, will be tried.

Demacia, except for a few, has a clear conscience about justice.

Silas grinned, eyes just swiping at Grantham.

Under the deterrence of magic power, Grantham, who only had an ordinary body, lost all his aura on the spot, as if he had lost his soul, and slumped on the seat like mud. .

Alas... Laxana sighed inwardly, turned around and continued to walk up step by step.

This time, as she stepped up, everyone was silent, and no one made a sound.

Grantham's ending made them not dare to open their mouths at all.

If Eleanor made a bad start, Laxana is tearing up all the rules of the nobility.

From today onwards, there is no tacit understanding between them anymore.

Some are just... Chi Guoguo's... law of strength.

Laxanna lifted the skirt and moved up step by step.

Finally, she walked all the steps and reached the highest position in the parliament hall.

The location of the Demacian Throne.

Looking at the spacious seat in front of her, the richly decorated but icy throne is everywhere, Laxana's eyes filled with self-deprecation.

In the past, she never imagined that one day she would reach this point.

She remembered the words she used to say...

If her sinking into the dark can save Demacia, let her do whatever it takes.

but...

She really hoped that some of the eight officials could stand up today, not just a few words from Grantham.

If Grantham was willing to fight her to the end and fulfill Demacia's noble virtues since ancient times, perhaps she would have made a different decision.

But now the eight officials... each is still sitting in his own position...

Phew... Laxana took a deep breath.

She withdrew the excess emotions in her heart, turned her body around, and could look down in a downward-looking attitude with almost no effort on her part.

It's an amazing feeling...

Standing on the top of the high platform, watching the eight officials below, their expressions, expressions and small movements are really clear.

Laxana blinked her blue eyes, and what she saw in her eyes seemed to have become a circus juggling clown... No, the clowns are much more interesting than them.

...she left this fleeting thought behind her, and her face gradually became solemn:

"Tomorrow, I will announce to all citizens of Demacia at the Grand Plaza."

"I'm tired of the past where nobles fought against each other. There were too many problems with Demacia. But starting tomorrow, I'll show you a different Demacia."

The firmness in her words could be felt by all the Eight Great Officials.

They had no doubts that Laksana would do something extremely dangerous in order to achieve her goals.

Tiana pursed her lips, and her eyes fell on Laxanna on the stage, her brows slightly wrinkled.

She understood what Laxanna wanted to do, but she couldn't accept it because she understood.

Excessive balance of power is far safer than walking a tightrope like this now, and Laxana puts herself on the opposite side of all nobles.

With the help of the power and fame, he can ascend to the sky in one step.

But at the same time, it will also establish more opponents. Once there is any flaw, it will become the object of criticism by everyone.

Of course, the crown guards are a little different from the rest of the nobles. In order to ensure the continuity of the family, in each generation, except for those with outstanding abilities, the rest will be pushed into the side branches and gradually marginalized.

All direct descendants are born to follow the family ancestral teachings.

'Diligence is hard, self-discipline is strong. ’

In addition to Laxana in this generation, only Garen is the crown guard.

She is not worried that the Crown Guard will drag Laxana, but the power of the nobles is not weak, and there is Noxus eyeing it next to it~www.readwn.com~ How can we find a balance between the various forces , Tiana has not found a solution yet.

Now that it's over, she can only support Laxana wholeheartedly.

After announcing some follow-up matters, Laksana declared the council closed.

The other eight officials hurriedly returned to the clan to prepare for what might happen next.

Silas urged Eleanor to leave, and the new King of Demacia was about to take the throne. This Castle of Dawn should also prepare to change its ownership.

Dawn Castle...belongs to the king of Demacia.

This is the mission that this castle has been undertaking since the beginning of its construction hundreds of years ago.

Soon in the hall, only Laxana and Tiana were left.

Facing her aunt, Laksana chuckled and sat on the throne without any hesitation:

"Aunt, I'm sorry for my actions, but I don't regret it."

The throne was unusually cold, and she was not as excited as she had imagined. Instead, she felt that the seat under her was a restraint.

But she also understands...it's her own responsibility to decide.

"Since it's the path you chose, keep going."

Tiana stroked her shoulder with one hand, leaned slightly, and bowed to Laxana.

"Queen Crown Guard, the family will always follow in your footsteps."

Laxana's expression remained the same, and she said softly:

"Aunt, uncle's business..."

"This is my and his choice. The crown guard will not be an obstacle to your superior position." Tiana's mouth was calm and graceful.

Looking at the noble lady who left calmly and calmly, Laxana pursed her lips slightly, and all the hesitation in her eyes turned into belief.

Demacia... let Yeonjo go down!

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