Chapter 726 Chapter724 Please Listen, that Is the Voice of the Empire

In the Noxian calendar, in 951 AD, the leader of the Noxian Empire, who was famous among all the countries in the Valoran continent, pierced the hearts of the Ionians like a sharp sword, and returned with supreme glory. The eternal bastion of his faithfulness.

When the treasures and beauties of the First Land appeared on the Imperial Highway, the Noxians went completely crazy. They followed the legionnaires in tears like fanatic believers, looking up at the plans of the devil-faced commander on the dragon scale horse. Kiss his toes.

Countless young people eager for merit and fame flocked to the empire's recruitment points. The over-enthusiastic rush to join the army allowed the Noxus Empire to fully implement the high standards of merit-based recruitment for the first time. In order to avoid exploding the sewers in the military camps, it was expanding. Before the transformation, recruiting officers had to keep out crazed Noxian warriors.

Countless veterans burst into tears. They never thought that they would live to see the day when serving as a soldier in the empire became a luxury.

The people of the empire had completely forgotten that Darkwill had become a thing of the past, and they all chanted the sacred name of their great commander.

On the occasion of the national celebration, nobles and commoners held hands and worked together for the same goal.

From the dark alleys of the underground city of the Immortal Fortress to the jewel in Feidelet's eye, the Tower of Eternity, everyone longs for the ruler of the empire to have an identity comparable to his status.

When the soldiers of the empire stood tall and garrisoned in the holy land of the Ionians, it was obvious that the title of 'Commander of the Empire' could no longer fully reflect the authority and glory of the supreme master - the German who was huddled in the stone forest on the west coast. All the cowards in Macia have an emperor. How can the Noxus Empire, which is countless times greater than Demacia, not have its own emperor?

No matter how much he deceives himself or others, the commander of the empire will not speak with more dignity than the emperor of Demacia.

Counting the past leaders of the Noxus Empire, the name of the Demon-faced Lord 'Lester' is unparalleled. Since the establishment of the empire, the Demon-faced Lord has been like a towering tree growing in the Nocmooch Plains. , sheltering the Empire from wind and rain, even if they suffered a disastrous defeat, as long as the Emerald Territory remained standing, the Noxians never worried that the Empire would fall.

For thousands of years, the Empire and the Emerald Territory have complemented each other. Along the way, they have become indistinguishable from each other.

In the eyes of many Noxians, if it were not for Darkwill's descendants who failed to live up to expectations and incompetently led to the empire's downfall, how could Lord Demon Face take the initiative to become the commander-in-chief of the empire?

With the power and prestige of Lord Demon Face, if he really coveted the position of commander, he would probably have taken action against the Darkwill family long ago. How could he wait until the warlord alliance in the south developed into a thorn in the side of the empire?

It can be seen that in the eyes of the Demon-faced Lord, the position of the empire's commander-in-chief does not mean much, and can even be called a kind of self-contempt.

Now that the empire has achieved new glory with the great victory of Presidian, how can the Lord of the Demon Face continue to bear the humble title of 'Grand Commander'?

The only one worthy of the title Lord Demonface is a title that the Noxian Empire has never had before.

"Great Commander! All the people of the empire petition in blood. We beg the Great Commander to ascend the throne and become the emperor! Lead the people of the empire to conquer the world in the name of the Holy Emperor!"

In the former Supreme Command, now the Imperial Military Conference Hall, Lester, wearing a mask, sat on a high seat. In the spacious conference hall, more than a dozen nobles knelt down and bowed down, feeling excited.

"Yes, the leader of the empire can no longer reflect the power and glory of Lord Leicester. In the name of Noxus, if there is no emperor, wouldn't it make foreigners look down upon?"

"Under the leadership of Emperor Leicester, the Noxus Empire will be great again!"

Everyone spoke to each other, speaking impassionedly about the necessity and legitimacy of Lester becoming the emperor of the empire. Finally, Lester, who had not spoken until now, raised his right hand, and in an instant, the conference hall became silent.

"In Noxus, only slaves need to kneel...all stand up and speak."

After the words came out, no one dared to refute, so they stood up again, hunched over and lowered their heads, avoiding Lester's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Lester said solemnly.

"Let me ask you, does Noxus really need an emperor now?"

The nobles opened their mouths at Lester's attitude and couldn't say anything. They looked at one person at the same time, but it was Du Cacao who was standing at the front.

Over the years, the Cuckoo family has grown rapidly under the leadership of Du Cuckault. When Noxus invaded Ionia, Du Cuckault reintegrated the empire's intelligence organization and completed the work with the Blade of Night. Connect with each other and regain the power,

Although the Assassin Council has been lowered to a lower level than before, Du Cacao's power is greater than before. In the past few years since the Empire invaded Ionia, Du Cacao rebuilt the intelligence system in the southern border of the Empire and integrated the Empire's The eyes were placed south of the Valoran Plains.

This time the empire's voice for proposing an emperor was so high, Du Couture had to work hard.

"Without Lord Leicester, the great empire would have fallen long ago."

Invisible pressure came over him. He lowered his head to avoid Leicester's downward gaze. Du Couture stared at his toes and tried to maintain calm.

At this moment, he was even in a trance, wondering whether his master really had the intention to become the emperor, or whether he had crossed the line.

He didn't feel much when Brown was in power, but now he truly understands what it means to accompany a king like a tiger.

"The people of Noxus need a faith worth following. Behind every great empire is a supreme founder. In the entire Noxus, only Lord Lester is worth following, and only Lord Lester It is worthy of all the people to bow down and worship!”

Du Kecao, who is still in his prime, has a handsome appearance, a medium build, and short black hair. He is deeply loved by young girls in the empire. Only those who know Du's character well know that only strength is in the eyes of men.

Power is also just a manifestation of strength.

Du knelt down on one knee for the second time, chasing the power he longed for.

Lester slowly took off his mask and cast a deep and majestic look at everyone.

"Do you also feel that Noxus needs an emperor?"

Everyone was speechless, following Du's movements and letting their actions speak for themselves.

At this moment, waves of calls came from outside the window of the conference hall. The calls came from all directions in the west, like an ancient castle singing hymns, or like a group of bloodthirsty bandits sharpening their knives in the middle of the night. , to drink blood and eat meat.

"What is this sound?"

Leicester frowned and looked at Du Cacao, who also raised his head and looked up at his destined master.

"Lord Leicester, this is the voice of the empire. She needs a king to lead us to higher places, and now, the empire is calling for her king."

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the conference hall, the slightly messy calls have become uniform.

Under the admiring eyes of the Black Guard, Leicester looked down the steep city defense pass. Countless Noxians were holding flower baskets to form a flowing sea, surrounding the immortals like stars holding the moon. The most dangerous and high fortress.

Everyone was shouting a name loudly, and the voices of tens of thousands of people gathered in the sky above the Immortal Fortress, making the earth tremble and the sky become eclipsed.

The name is Lester.

Leicester knew that Du Cacao was very capable, but he never thought that Du Cacao could do things to such an extent.

He didn't know whether the rebellious Noxians really wanted an undead emperor who would ride on everyone's head, so he made two plans, one as a backup plan in the Emerald Territory, and the other as a complete transfer plan. Du Kecao, who volunteered, was given free rein to see what his reputation in the empire was.

Therefore, when Du Quecao asked tentatively, he just replied lightly, "Prove to me that this country needs an emperor."

Now is the time for Du Quecao to hand in his answer sheet.

The most powerful thing about Du Couteau is not the invisible dagger in his hand, but his absolute control over the hearts of the people at the bottom. If enough loyalty can be guaranteed, Du Couture is the most suitable intelligence leader.

Looking back, Du Cacao and a group of powerful old nobles were still kneeling under the empty high seat. Lester smiled and walked towards the higher castle tower in the shadows.

"Camille, you may have to meet your opponent on the road to become the chief assassin of Night Blade. In this matter, the teacher may not be able to help you."

The sky darkened unknowingly, as if I heard the roar of the Noxians who defied fate. Just a moment ago, it was sunny and white clouds, but in an instant, the sunlight was blocked by the sudden clouds.

Several muffled thunders pierced the sky like siege hammers and hit the earth in the distance. A light rain began to fall in the sky. However, the people under the walled fortress did not disperse. Instead, more and more people gathered together, with their breasts exposed. Cheer and dance in the rain.

Even thunder cannot silence the voices in the hearts of all people.

This voice finally let Leicester know that he was qualified enough to continue moving forward, taking a step backwards for modern people.

"You don't have to follow."

"Yes, sir."

After swatting away the black guards following him, facing the raindrops all over the sky, Lester walked alone along the cold steps to a higher place. Thousands of years have passed, but the road under his feet has not changed. It is still the same road. road.

The footsteps made a snapping sound when stepping on the stagnant water, and Lester's surging heart gradually calmed down.

It didn't take long for Lester to reach the top of the walled city. Here, even the Gorel Mountains and the three peaks of Pagrus were at his feet. However, he was standing too high here and could no longer hear the sound. call.

Standing behind the wall, Lester looked at the mountains in the distance, with wind, rain and thunder within reach.

This is the second time he has come to this place. The last time he came here was more than 900 years ago. As the lord who conquered the Mombia people, he took Misha and Xina to participate in the empire celebration. At that time, The Emerald Territory had only just been established on the bones of the Mombians.

In the blink of an eye, Misha became the angel of judgment of the empire, suppressing the entire empire with the power of a demigod, and becoming the most just adjudicator of the empire. concerning the affairs of the empire,

The Bean Sisters became the two-winged angels guarding the Noxus Empire, the pillars of the empire, and also became his women.

Shia and LeBlanc of the same era can still be with him, but more names have disappeared with time, like the sand taken away by the sea when the tide ebbs, and they have become a piece of text in the history of the empire.

But he knew that those names were not a piece of text, but one after another of irreparable shortcomings and memories of being an immortal, and the pain engraved in the soul.

Lester, who has long been accustomed to the ruthlessness of time, raised his head and let the rain wash his cheeks and soul, as if to cover up his momentary weakness.

He has never forgotten the deepest desire buried in his heart. It is a goal that even the God of Time cannot reach. Mastering Noxus now is just the first step, and there is the possibility of taking the second step. .

They are both kings and rulers, but they are fundamentally different from Mordekaiser. Mordekaiser suppresses people's hearts with fear, but he conquers people's hearts with the way of a king. It's just that this world is extraordinary, and suppressing a country by oneself is not a myth. It is still unknown who can go further between the way of the tyrant and the way of the king.

In silence, Lester raised his right foot, stepped on the edge of the wall, opened his arms in the wind and rain, and looked coldly at the thunder raging above the sky.

The road of fighting with people is over. The empire's power is enough to crush and flatten the entire Rune Land. Next, there will be an era of fighting with gods and demons.

The Lord of Darkness, the spirit of the astral world, the endless void, the alien gods, and perhaps more hidden enemies.

Although Runeterra is huge, he has no way out. If he takes one wrong step, he will fall into the abyss, taking everything he knows to pieces.

Today, the background story of Runeterra has changed beyond recognition. Presidence, which was conquered by the empire, will not have a stand-up battle. The sword girl Irelia may never awaken [Dance of Blades]. The wind-controlling swordsmanship dojo has not yet opened. After being annihilated by the empire, he joined the empire instead. With the support of the empire, Yufeng Swordsmanship will definitely not decline.

Even if there is an elder Souma who meets Yongen and Yasuo as his disciples due to fate, these two people are destined to join the Empire.

He doesn't even know if those heroes who have grown up in suffering will appear in front of him. Maybe even if they appear in front of him, it won't mean much to him. It's better to be an ordinary person. Live your life in peace.

Only heroes like Syndra and Karma can be effective helpers. Thinking about it this way, we should put more thought into finding support heroes.

In the wind and rain, Lester closed his eyes.

"The next path should be to crack the star seal and enhance one's own strength, supplemented by getting to know or bribe extraordinary people.

The empire has become a general trend that will not be easily shaken. Its development is controlled by Sheena. Sheena is doing better than me, and with the help of LeBlanc and Misha, I only need to provide guidance on key events. You don't need to spend too much thought on this.

The Shadow Island must be visited in person. Not to mention the matter of abducting Sleepy Bobby, the problem of the sacred tree alone needs to be solved as soon as possible. There is also Mirror Claw and Yu Tail. There is no telling when the Void Spirit Evil Owl will come to clean up the door. , have to guard against..."

"Before that..."

Lester opened his eyes again, his gaze as bright as lightning.

"The enthronement ceremony should be placed after the Empire Celebration."