Chapter 542 Chapter 540 Don't Feel Sorry for the Loss

In the afternoon, Burnham went back outside the meeting hall of the fortress, and saw Leander sitting on the ground at the gate and the male attendant standing aside.

"Look who is sitting on the ground, why do I look familiar? Cromwell, who is he?"

Cromwell stood upright on the spot, explaining with a serious face.

"Returning to the master, he is General Leandre who is stationed in Vazuan, but now he has resigned from his post."

Nodding suddenly, Burnham changed his complexion under Leander's silent expression, and reprimanded him bitterly.

"Look at what you look like now? I don't remember that the Noxus iron chain belt is for you to gather fat. If you are a good Noxus expatriate governor, you have to run back?

Stupid thing, do you know how much your father paid to get this job for you? This time you come back, even I can't help you, the people of the Midarda family have been coveting for a long time. "

Naturally, he knew that his father, Edwin, had succeeded in relying on the towering tree of the Darkwill family to make the Momm family a member of the nobles of Noxus just because he flattered Marshal Burnham, so he hurriedly stood up Leander showed the respect of a junior at the right time, bending over with a face of shame.

"Lord Burnham, the main reason is that I encountered some things in Vazuan this time. I have already explained the specific content to you in the letter. In order to avoid conflicts with the Emerald Collar, I have no choice but to resign and leave. I My family is not important, what matters is the empire, if I cause a rift between the Emerald Territory and the empire, then I will really be a sinner of the empire."

Hearing this, Burnham's expression softened slightly, and he waved his hands.

"Come in and talk, Cromwell, and serve him a cup of tea."

"yes."

Leander's male attendant is naturally not qualified to enter the parliament hall, so he can only wait outside,

The three walked into the parliament hall, and the two sat down on the long table of the council, with Burnham at the head seat and Leander at the lower right, and Cromwell took out a special tea set from the nanmu tea cabinet for the two people placed on the table.

Thanks to the tea culture from Eastern Ionia, the nobles of Noxus also have a dietary habit that is beneficial to the body and mind. The beauty of Ionian porcelain,

Although there is a hint of recklessness, the Noxians don't care if others despise themselves because of the addition of a head-cutting ax on the porcelain cup.

In the case of being really despised, the big deal is to hack it back with a real axe.

Burnham asked while Cromwell was making tea.

"You said in your letter that the Emerald Leader also wanted to intervene in Vazuan's affairs?"

"Yes, the leader of the Emerald Leader is named 'Milton', and his military rank is Colonel of the Emerald Leader. I don't know who he is, but he has the token of the Demon Lord in his hand, which is absolutely genuine.

This is also the reason why I chose to give in. I can only avoid the caravan alliance to continue to create dissatisfaction by withdrawing. The fact is also the same. After I quit, the Shurima people also realized the problem and did not continue to pursue the murder of the emerald leader.

However, the Emerald Nation has also made progress because of this, and also wants to establish a power belonging to the Jade Nation in Vazuan. Now Shurima and the other six countries have not expressed their views, and I am afraid they are looking at our meaning. Lord Burnham, no I know what you mean..."

Burnham took a sip from his teacup, snorted coldly and said nothing.

The taste of the light green tea is not disgusting, Ren Yiren can swallow it temporarily, the tea in his hand is like his nominal little brother in the west, it looks cute, but it often hurts his hands when he actually uses it, which brings him discomfort It's a pity to throw away such a small trouble.

The tea that passed through the esophagus began to churn in his stomach, and Burnham pressed down, but also put down the teacup.

Since undergoing the transformation of the Scarlet Order's secret method, his body has become unsuitable for non-meat food that most people can accept, and he prefers to eat raw animal flesh and blood.

In order to prolong his sanity and lifespan, he must absorb the 'hemoglobin' condensed by human vitality and blood essence every once in a while. Over the years, he has become accustomed to this way of life. The owner of hemeglobin is also a heinous death row prisoner. It can also be regarded as an explanation to the empire,

Although he hurts people, he knows how to measure, and his principled actions will not arouse the indignation and resentment of others. Over the years, although the emerald collar has been a bit out of line, it is the same...

Thinking of this, Burnham picked up the teacup again and drank it down.

No matter how bitter this cup of tea is, he will have to swallow it before the foundation of the empire is established, and it will not be too late to clean up the younger brother after packing up other small things.

"The empire is ready for a new pioneering war. The empire needs the Emerald Territory to contain the Kingdom of Northland and the Principality of Valoran. Leander, you have done a good job in this matter."

With a joy on his face, Leanderel, who knew that he had made the right bet, snatched the teapot from Cromwell's hand, and filled another cup of green tea for the pale Burnham under Cromwell's complicated expression.

He didn't know that his boss serving tea wanted to strangle him to death.

"Master Burnham, this is what I should do."

Under Liandel's expectant gaze, Burnham, who did not appear to be showing inhuman features, took a sip of his tea bravely.

"Wazuan's affairs are left to the Emerald Leader. Anyway, Vazuan's power will be reshuffled. During this period, you should take a good rest and reduce the fat on your body, so as not to go to the battlefield They were caught and roasted."

This kind of metaphor is very "Noxus style", but for some reason, Leander always feels that there is another meaning.

Leander, not feeling well, drank his tea in one gulp.

"In that case, I will take my leave, Lord Burnham."

"Go."

...

On the bottom floor of the underground city of the Immortal Bastion, in the magic castle built by Mordekaiser, LeBlanc was a little annoyed watching the magic body in front of him turn into a burning man. In less than ten seconds, the humans in front of him turned into a pile Ashes, in the middle of the ashes there is only a strange flame with a grimace.

From Flame's grimace, LeBlanc felt a strong mockery.

This was already her forty-fifth experiment. Undoubtedly, the experiment failed again. The magic apprentice with excellent magic talent couldn't resist the power of the flame demon at all, and turned into a pile of inorganic matter in an instant.

The cold-faced female mage picked up the magic crystal bottle. While chanting the spell, the grimacing demon had been taken back into the crystal bottle by the female mage. The female mage gritted her teeth and plugged the bottle cap hard.

The upset female mage froze for a moment, and then took out her beloved Crimson Moon Rose from the leather case on her chest. The willow-shaped double-edged dagger shone with an ambiguous red light like a crimson moon under the flame of the magic torch. , his sight was fixed on the [L]-shaped character on the blade surface, and LeBlanc's eyes became a little blurred.

The blade of [L] has always been attached to her heart, only doing so can make her feel the warmth she hasn't felt for a long time, just like in the past, when a man pressed his cheek to her chest.

The magic steel dagger in her hand is a token of love given to her by her man. She has always carried it with her. Although she has not seen it for more than four hundred years, she knows where the man is and what he is doing now.

One day, she will arrange for herself and that man to meet each other, fall in love at first sight again, and never meet again.

She had already prepared her new body for the next reunion, but before the meeting, she still had a lot of things to do.

Finally turning her attention away from Crimson Moon Rose, LeBlanc looked at the magic bottle in her hand, and she seemed to be able to hear the devil's mocking sound through the bottle.

"What went wrong? Why can the tyrant be able to use these strange creatures casually, but I can't? Is the experimental subject's magical talent not enough, or the experimental subject's will is too weak? Or, I need to use another way to deal with it. Imbued with demonic power?"

After thinking for a while, LeBlanc still couldn't get the answer. The female mage couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, so she had to put away the magic bottle that held the demon.

"Forget it, don't think about it, I have to go to Vladimir's bloody feast tonight, so I'll take a bath first."

In the soul well connected to the underworld, Mordekaiser's black iron plate flickered twice, then dimmed instantly.

...

A giant dragon streaked across the sky, flying all the way towards the direction of the spiritual maze, and soon the dragon landed in the north of Mount Gahe, and the one riding the giant dragon Sia had already arrived in Ionia Continental Leicester.

I found an open place, and after Lester jumped off, the giant dragon that landed on the ground began to change shape under the flashing lights, and transformed into a tall woman with dark green gradient long hair in just a few seconds After further exploration and learning, Xia can even transform clothes, so she doesn't need to face the fate of being naked due to the explosion of clothes after deformation, which saves a lot of trouble.

Because of this, Lester couldn't imagine whether the changed clothes could be regarded as the emperor's new clothes. It's a pity that he couldn't change his shape now, otherwise he would have to turn into a little silver wolf and wear a little leather jacket to try it out in the downtown area. try.

Entering the mental maze, Lester and Xia suddenly lost their sense of direction, and even the position of the sun was a false illusion.

"Can you find the direction?"

"Here, I can feel a strong attraction, and the natural magic in this direction is the strongest."

Shia pointed in a direction, and Lester nodded.

"It's the same direction as I saw, let's go, it shouldn't go wrong."

Lester and Shia, who had experience, quickly walked out of the mental maze and came to the Wangyou Garden guarded by Pan Sijiena (Note: For the description of the gardener's mother-in-law, see Chapter C331).

All kinds of fruit are hanging on the branches, among which Lester is most impressed by the cloud fruit, which is similar to oranges, but much bigger than oranges, sweet and sour, looks It's full, yet hydrating.

Unable to see the gardener's mother-in-law, that is, the figure of Vastaya Xiarui named 'Pansijana', Lester picked a cloud fruit casually, peeled off the vermilion peel, and fed a petal to Shia first, I ate another piece, obviously this time the cloud fruit tasted very sweet, but Lester's mouth was full of sour taste.

The last time I came here was more than 400 years ago. It seems that an Ionian huntress followed him out of the spiritual maze and successfully entered the Wangyou Garden. For a month, they loved each other, sweeter than the sweetest Every husband and wife should be intimate, but he personally killed the woman who loved him deeply.

What is that woman's name?

What happened between me and her?

The man's face suddenly became hideous, and Lester found that he couldn't remember the name of the female hunter, and frantically searched his memory, but the man was horrified to find that not only the female hunter's memory, but the Ionian female warrior He couldn't recall the memory of the Wuyinliu, or even the memory of the Magic Garden in Presidio.

Looking up, the branches on the Yunguo Forest looked like the faces of ferocious ghosts. He only recalled the scene of himself wreaking havoc in Wangyou Garden.

Obviously there are so many good things in his memory, but he only remembers sadness and hatred.

Shia was taken aback by Lester's unprecedented performance.

"Lechter, what's wrong with you?"

"I need to go to a place, Shia, you are waiting for me here, give me a little time, let me be alone for a while..."

Taking a deep breath, Lester suppressed his breathing so as not to scare Shia again, turned around and left directly.

It wasn't until after the man left that the sound of slow footsteps came from the depths of the fruit forest. Shia turned around and looked at the gardener mother-in-law who was late.

"I didn't expect to see you again."

Pan Sijiena bent her waist and cut off the crooked branches with the long scissors in her hand.

"Grandma Pan Sijiena, why don't you go see him?"

"Silly girl."

Sighing, the old woman stopped what she was doing, took a few steps closer to Xi Ya's position, picked up the four-petal cloud fruit thrown away by the man from the ground, wiped it and put it directly into her mouth.

The sweet juice burst in her mouth, but Pan Sijiena's face was full of sadness.

"Six-petal Yunguo pulp, he and you each eat one, and throw the remaining four petals on the ground.

Xiao Xiya, he is willing to throw away such a sweet cloud fruit. If I come out, it will only remind him of some unhappy things. good.

Many people don't understand the importance of memory. They always think about throwing away the things that make them unhappy, but they don't know that no matter what kind of memories they are, they are part of their life after all. If they lose their memories, their lives will be incomplete. up.

My purpose in guarding the garden has never been to make people forget their worries..."

The old lady who was talking cut off a thick branch of a fruit tree with the scissors, and the plump and ripe cloud fruit fell to the ground along with the branch, which made Xia feel a little distressed.

She knew how sweet the fruit was, but at this moment, she was ruthlessly stepped on by the gardener Pan Sijiena and crushed by a wooden shoe.

"I want most people to remember that there are always some things, and only when you lose them will you know how to cherish them."