The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

Standing beside Irelia, the old patriarch stared straight at the tribe below, even a little dazed.

"Vastayas and Ionians are different after all... Whether it is physical appearance or strength and talent, both sides are in an asymmetrical relationship. As long as there are differences, then they cannot accept each other."

Hearing the helpless words of the old patriarch, Irelia frowned slightly:

"But the empire has integrated it very well."

"The empire is the empire, and Ionia is Ionia."

The old patriarch glanced at Irelia, who was seeking knowledge. He had known each other from Golmud and Senping, and knew that the other party was an Ionian.

At this moment, he doesn't mind chatting with the other party about this topic.

"The Empire chose difference from the beginning, and Ionia chose balance from the beginning."

"Because I have always been troubled by inter-racial relations, I have deliberately learned about this aspect of Noxus."

"From the very beginning of the nation, Noxus has preached inequality. Respect by the weak has nothing to do with race, gender, or even age."

Hearing this, Irelia frowned slightly.

Although she knew the Noxian philosophy, even now, she didn't think it was right.

The old patriarch continued to preach, "In Ionia, it's the exact opposite. We value equality, all beings are equal, and status is equal. In Ionia, the only people who have a relationship between upper and lower levels are the elders and the younger."

"Respect for the elders is the only respectable relationship that all of us practise. Therefore, we identify with the legacy of our ancestors more than any other culture."

"Respecting the elders and loving the young has always been a beautiful virtue in this land." Irelia nodded lightly.

"It's good morals, but it also suppresses our path of innovation."

The old patriarch smiled brightly and pointed to himself:

"Although I don't want to admit it, it's really not easy to accept new ideas when I'm old. If it wasn't for the insistence of Golmud and Senping, I wouldn't accept cooperation with Piltover."

"And if we hadn't worked with Piltover, maybe our tribe would have fallen apart."

"Of course, the war is still going on and maybe we will be destroyed tomorrow. But at least, we have been brilliant now."

Irelia looked at the old patriarch in surprise. From the old patriarch, she saw the open-mindedness and enlightenment that other old men in Ionia did not have.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of thinking will be shared by an old man of her grandmother's generation.

But after thinking about it carefully, she had to agree with the idea of ​​the old patriarch.

At least from the point of view of the old patriarch, the status quo in Ionia is indeed the case.

"Because we care more about the past, we care more about equality, but is our development shackled?" Irelia smiled bitterly.

The old patriarch kept a kind smile, shook his head and said:

"There's nothing wrong with equality, but our environment can't give better treatment to those who go up. That's the crux of the problem."

"As you said, for thousands of years in Ionia, countless amazing and brilliant ancestors have cultivated demigods in the Equilibrium Sect. They carry lofty ideals only to protect Ionia."

When he said this, he took a deep look at Irelia, and then smiled:

"But not everyone has such a lofty insight. For ordinary people with a little talent, they are just a little better for themselves and their families."

"I heard the story of a Senator Trefali on the Lexicon, who was also born in Ionia. I think she, at the time, probably thought that too."

"Ms. Syndra..."

Irelia naturally understood who the old patriarch was referring to. Of all the members of Trifali who had known information, only Syndra was born in Ionia.

She couldn't accuse Syndra of betraying her homeland, and she couldn't even accuse the other party of killing the Karma Apocalypse from a moral high point.

Perhaps the story Noxus told was wrong, but Irelia couldn't see a shred of light in Syndra's story.

Thinking from another perspective, if I grew up in the same environment, Irelia felt that she might have a choice with Syndra.

After listening to Syndra's story, she was also thinking.

Why is the huge Ionia, the Ionia who claims to be equal to all people, couldn't even accommodate a gifted little girl at that time.

The power that Ionia can't control, at least Noxus and that one have proven with practical actions that Syndra is completely controllable.

Even before Karma's fall, Syndra was already known as the Dark Demon in Ionia, and after Karma's fall, this impression was deepened.

But in Noxus, Syndra's image was very positive.

From the initial change of Trifali to the construction of the later transformation of the Immortal Fortress, during this period, most of his magic notes were selflessly disclosed for all mages to read.

As the patron saint of Noxus, his performance in every battle has brought Syndra's reputation to the highest point.

All of these make Syndra have a very high reputation in Noxus, and its prestige is only limited to the top three.

When Syndra was unblocked, Irelia glanced at each other from a distance.

At that time, she thought that Noxus had released a demon.

But after listening to Syndra's deeds in Noxus recently, she regrets even more~www.readwn.com~ exists so much, should have grown up in Ionia, but has become a part of the Noxian Empire Patronus.

There are many examples like this in Ionia.

If it wasn't for the injustice, how could the Vastaya fall to the Empire.

If it weren't for the lack of hope, how could there be more and more Ionians going to Port Lane these years.

"Ugh..."

Irelia let out a sigh:

"Ionia tries to keep what it once was, but it doesn't promise the people here a future."

"Very accurate summary, Lady Arya."

The old patriarch smiled and nodded:

"The Ionians are by no means inferior to Noxus, just one less person to gather that power, and one less way to gather all that power."

"We also regarded the balanced sect as the supreme. But..." The old patriarch had a melancholy expression on his face, "The current Ionia makes Tubutai feel hopeless, and this is the reason why we will lead the empire. ."

"Follow Ionia to sink, or fight in an alternative way... We chose the latter." The old patriarch sighed.

"You made the right choice." Irelia smiled, "It was also my choice, wasn't it?"

She didn't know why the old patriarch wanted to talk so deeply, but Irelia was really grateful to know so much from the other party.

"It's your choice, but it shouldn't be your final choice."

The old patriarch said this meaningfully.

And when the old patriarch finished sending Irelia and was about to leave, his lips moved, and he left a sentence that seemed to be meaningful:

"If you need it, everyone on and off the table is willing to serve you!"

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