The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

Xiongdu.

In the early morning, Galio landed with a loud bang, kicking off today's unusual event.

In the stone-paved streets, people gathered in the grand square.

Among the crowd, a dark-skinned woman in hot clothes looked around with interest:

"Lucian, you said it was the same as when we left, but it doesn't seem to be the case."

Standing beside the woman was a tall, dark-skinned man with a calm face. He had two pistols pinned to his waist. The muscles in his arms and calves were very developed, giving him a well-trained and reliable feeling.

However, Lucian's face at the moment was a little confused:

"Senna, I swear it wasn't like this when I left."

Just now, a team of mages stopped them and questioned some personal information.

The two of them are unfamiliar in Zaxiong, and it is nothing to be stopped by the patrolmen. They have experienced this kind of thing many times.

But this is Demacia!

Heck, how could there be a team of mages on the street! ?

"It seems that after so many years, your unchanged hometown has also undergone some changes." Senna said with a smile.

"They will change, but my love for you and my determination to destroy the black mist will never change." Lucian looked at her sideways, his eyes full of infinite tenderness and love.

They had only escaped from the Shadow Isle a few days ago, and this was his reunion with his wife, Senna, after many years.

He will never again experience the pain of his beloved being imprisoned by the shadows. For this reason, they must be the first to defeat the shadows.

That's why he returned to his hometown this time, looking for teammates who could fight alongside them.

Now the world has not realized the danger of Shadow Island, and he must explain the danger there to everyone.

"Lucian, I love you too." Senna sighed, "but we're running out of time, we must cherish every moment of the moment."

"I will." Lucian nodded solemnly, "I just found out, Demacia has abolished the ban on magic, and now mages can walk in the sun."

"So..." Senna frowned slightly, "Mage can deal damage to shadows, but the effect is extremely limited."

"Light is the most lethal to shadows, and the most powerful mage in Demacia today is the light attribute, and she is still a girl." Lucian's eyes swept around.

"I've heard of her, she seems to be your eighth official."

The implication of Senna's remarks is that she is not optimistic that Lucian can win over the other party.

"That's a kind girl. The last time I came here, I heard people around her talk about her deeds." Lucian explained gently, "If we tell her the truth, she will join the Sentinel of Light."

Sentinel of Light, this is a religious organization that Lucian and Senna belong to.

This world is not only the gathering place of the undead, the shadow island, because of the shadow island, the barrier between the material and the spiritual plane is extremely weak, and evil spirits will appear in many places.

The Sentinels of Light are silently hidden in the shadows of Runeterra, where the shadows appear, hunting the sins in the dark mist.

They maintain the balance between the spiritual and material worlds, and secretly defend human beings from the black mist and evil spirits.

"I hope so." Senna turned her face sideways. "Today is the day she holds a national meeting, so we can just see how she behaves."

Actually speaking, the relationship between her and Lucian... is very complicated, her teacher Urias is Lucian's father.

After her teacher died in battle, she came into contact with Lucian in order to convey the obituary news, and became Lucian's guide by various coincidences, entrusting the gun left by his father to him.

In countless battles side by side, they naturally fell in love with each other.

But because of a battle many years ago, her body was destroyed, and her soul was swept away by a powerful presence in Shadow Island.

until...

She heard the familiar sound of gunfire again, the cage was broken, and she recovered again, seeing the figure who was missing all the time.

"Let's go." Lucian nodded calmly and took the lead.

After rescuing Senna, he learned a shocking news from the opponent.

Before long, the black fog of the Shadow Isles will spread, spreading and covering the entire Runeterra.

At that time, the entire continent will be devastated.

They won't allow this to happen, so every second must be taken!

It didn't take long for the two to arrive at the Grand Plaza.

Looking at the white stone square in front of her, Senna looked around for a while and couldn't help saying:

"The person you mentioned can really help us."

No wonder she thought so, in front of them, Galio, who was hundreds of meters away, was bathed in a faint light, as if charging.

She could see at a glance that someone was sending magic into the body of the big guy in front of her.

Just the magic power delivered is enough to vaporize her to ashes...

Senna's eyes flashed strangely.

Although she was able to recover successfully, she is no longer the one she once was.

The current light is actually a kind of harm to her who once believed in the light.

"The world is so big, there are always some talented people." Lucian shrugged slightly.

The world has never lacked geniuses, but the most commendable thing is the emergence of a person who is kind-hearted and willing to dedicate himself to mankind.

Those gods, prophets, he believed that they existed, but he also held a contemptuous attitude.

If they really have noble character, then where are they when they are fighting the darkness?

"I feel like you're bragging." Senna pursed her lips and smiled.

"My strength is not as good as her." The corners of Lucian's mouth turned up, but he did not deny it.

Although he used to be weak enough to watch his lover be taken away, but at least now... the result is not bad.

"Character and responsibility, this is what I have always admired from you." Senna said affectionately, and helped him straighten his collar.

The two of them were mixed in the crowd. Due to their equipment and skin color, they were slightly conspicuous, but they did not receive much attention. Now the Demacians are focusing on the eight officials and regional representatives who are on stage.

Although they were all faces that were common in previous years, at such a special moment, everyone was secretly nervous and excited, and couldn't wait to know what was going to happen.

But there is one thing that is strange. Except for Laksana, only six of the eight officials are entering the venue.

Grand Marshal Tiana was not present.

After a while, Lucian retracted his gaze and leaned beside Senna: "Looks like it's about to start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light beam suddenly fell from the sky and landed directly on Galio's shoulder.

The light faded, and Laxana stood at the top wearing a floor-length dress with her hair in a bun.

Compared to the girl next door, the majestic eight officials, today's Laksana...

Nobility reveals a compelling aura.

"Something's wrong, her aura is too strong." Senna frowned slightly.

Although it was the first time they met, she still felt a problem.

The girl in front of her is not as kind and gentle as what Lucian described, she gives people a strong sense of oppression, but there is an image that describes her more appropriately...

Queen!

"It seems that some exciting news will be announced today." Lucian put his hand on Senna's shoulder and said in a low voice.

hum—

A powerful light burst out from Laxana's body, and this light quickly enveloped everyone below.

In a trance, a warm and cordial feeling rose from everyone's heart, very comfortable, like bathing in the warm sun of winter.

This large-scale magic suppressed the discussion of the Demacians. They raised their heads high and looked at the figure standing on Galio's shoulders, with awe and surrender in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the eight officials glanced at each other. Although Eleanor was reluctant, she glanced at Grantham with a blank eye, and felt the maliciousness of Silas behind him, and nodded slightly.

Whoa!

All the Demacians stared wide-eyed when they saw the next actions of the Eight Great Officials, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Hey, Lucian, is this the etiquette for you to meet the king?" Even Senna, who was an outsider, showed a difference.

Not to mention Lucian, who had long lowered his chin and fell into contemplation.

Under everyone's gaze, the seven and eight high officials bowed to Laksana in the air, and performed a ceremony to meet the king.

Behind them, representatives of most of the regions did the same.

This time the National Assembly, the Demacians thought it was nothing more than disaster relief-related matters at first, and at most it was to express condolences for the deceased.

But what I didn't expect was that the result was even more powerful than expected!

The quick-witted person soon realized that this meeting...probably symbolized the change of kingship in Demacia!

The old king, Jarvan III has disappeared from everyone's sight for a long time, and most people have a hunch in their hearts that he, whether in terms of body or position... is no longer enough.

And Prince Jiawen, regardless of prestige and reputation, is not enough to be recognized by most people.

If Laxana hadn't appeared, everyone would have agreed with Jarvan's succession.

But the birth of Laxana made many people wonder if Demacia had a better choice.

Before that, they only dared to think about it in their hearts.

I didn't expect it to come true today...

"Three days ago at Dawn Castle, Jarvan III took the last step in his glorious life. We offer our highest condolences for the passing of the king."

Laxana's voice reached everyone's mouth, like a breeze blowing, but it made everyone's heart tighten.

Only then did they suddenly realize that Galio was holding a silver-white coffin in his hands after the faint light of Galio's body dissipated.

Although they can't see the inside, everyone has already guessed... This is the coffin of Jarvan III.

The Demacian looked sad and lowered his head slightly.

According to the tradition of Demacia, on the day of the king's death, there is a ceremony of silence in the Grand Plaza.

"King Jarvan III...real name...born....on the mainland...became King of Demacia. He was known for his kindness and kindness in his life, and during his reign..."

Laxanna spoke slowly, narrating the life of Jarvan III.

Jarvan III reigned for a very long time. During his reign, he did not have any significant achievements, but there was no major event that would harm the country.

However, at the end of the reign of Jarvan III, there was a major event to abolish the prohibition of demons, and because of this incident, he would also leave an indelible mark in the history of Demacia.

In just ten minutes, in Laxana's mouth, the life of Jarvan III was narrated.

The Demacian faces could not hide the sadness.

It is not that no one maliciously speculates on the cause of death of Jarvan III. As early as some time ago, it was reported that Jarvan III was seriously ill and was related to Eldred of the Crown Guard family.

But so far, no one has admitted or denied this claim.

After Jarvan III passed away, everyone knew in their hearts that Laxanna should be the successor, an extremely young Crown Defender girl~www.readwn.com~ But the Demacians did not reject it in their hearts. They saw everything Shanna had done for Demacia.

Even putting aside the status of the Crown Guard, she is well-qualified to be the king of Demacia.

Laxana's words ended, but everyone's mood had not calmed down, and they were still immersed in sadness.

Suddenly, Senna and Lucian's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at each other.

"Is this the scream of killing?" Senna asked uncertainly.

Their bodies were different from ordinary people, and they could clearly hear the noise not far from Xiong.

To the north of Xiongdu, there are massive giant beasts charging, and soldiers shouting.

"At this conference, Grand Marshal Tiana didn't come." Lucian said the key to the problem.

"Should we do a favor?" Senna suggested with a smile.

Lucian shook his head: "Everything here is unfamiliar to me, we just have to wait. And don't you think that the expression of the future queen is a little abnormal?"

Senna raised her brows slightly, looking up, she could clearly see... Laxana's eyes were half-closed, as if to hold back the sadness in her heart.

Ordinarily the death of the king, this expression is not unexpected.

But Laxana must be the insider of the king's death. It is impossible for her expression to be so real after so long.

Unless...she's mourning something else...

"I heard... Jarvan III's death is related to the Crown Guard family."

Lucian whispered in Senna's ear, his voice almost inaudible.

Senna's face changed slightly, but she felt strange in her heart.

If Jarvan III's death was related to the Crown Defender's family, then Laxanna should not have made such an expression.

unless...

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