Chapter 824 [0812] The Night Before the Speech

Irelia was ready to learn, and Silas sneaked into the city of the Demacia. As a speaker, Lux was completely unaware of all this.

She was still preparing for her speech step by step.

Winter speeches are summaries, and summaries are never easy to write.

However, the audience obviously did not sympathize with Lux's difficulties. Since some magic production tasks were transferred to the south this year, a small number of people in the south of Demacia also felt the new order of "New Demacia". Among them, the smart guys simply took advantage of the opportunity to come to the Demacia City after the winter, which was considered a trip to the city and to listen to the speech of His Majesty the Emperor.

Therefore, compared with the past, this year's Demacia Demacia City can be said to be particularly lively.

It's just a pity that it seems that Demacia has ushered in a cold winter this year. After the winter, the temperature has dropped significantly compared with the past. For those Demacians who came from the south to the Demacia City to travel and listen to speeches, buying warm clothes has become an extra expense.

At first, many people were still thinking that they could just hold on and get through it, but two days before the winter speech, a freezing rain fell on the top of the city wall, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back, forcing the Demacians from the south to spend a lot of money to buy warm clothes.

Fortunately, due to timely market management, although the price of clothes has increased, the increase is still limited, so it is not enough to make people bleed.

Silas is not afraid of the cold. A freezing rain is no different from a drizzle to him. If he is not afraid of being too conspicuous, he can even walk outside in a waistcoat like he did in Freljord.

For the purpose of camouflage, Silas chose to change into a fur coat, but after changing into this coat, he was a little surprised to find that he seemed...more conspicuous.

Because the quality of his fur coat is really a bit too good.

As a "Frost Guard Warrior", Silas came all the way from Freljord and received many gifts from various tribes on the way. This coat is one of them.

Although the workmanship is online, these original Freljord fur coats are far inferior to the products made in the North, but the material is good!

Silas himself didn't know that the fur coat he was wearing was the only snow antelope wool coat in the whole of Demacia. Snow antelopes are creatures living on the mountains above 3,000 meters in the East Freljord. The quality of their fur can be said to be far superior to any common fur species. Even in the North trade, the Avarosa tribe will sell their best fur, but the fur of those snow minks and white minks is still very different from that of snow antelopes.

Compared with mink fur, the biggest advantage of snow antelope fur is that it is fluffy but not bloated. Snow antelope fur, which is mainly soft and short, can achieve the same fluffy and warm properties of mink fur with two-thirds of the thickness of mink fur.

In this case, Silas's snowbuck fur coat naturally stood out from the crowd.

However, Silas didn't care too much, because according to his observation, there were actually quite a few foreigners in the entire capital city.

Although the silver-haired Freljord Ice Bloodline was everywhere, Silas had seen at least twenty of them.

In addition, he had also seen Ionians with black hair and black eyes, whose faces were very different from those of Demacia.

And the brown-skinned, green-tattooed Baru people who shivered in the cold because they were not used to the freezing rain weather - that was the first time Silas learned that the pirates in Bilgewater were just guys living under someone else's roof, and the Baru people were the masters of the Blue Flame Islands.

Compared with them, although Silas was also conspicuous because of his tall stature and outstanding appearance, it was actually just that.

So he was relieved and found an opportunity to go to the Grand Square to check it out.

Silas had inquired in advance. Every time Laxana gave a speech, it would be held in the Grand Square. The format was also very simple. Just set up a stage and get some sound amplification.

The night before the speech, the clerks would divide the audience seats here and mobilize people to maintain order.

As for who was responsible for order, Silas did not get any definite information - some people said it was the North Walker, some said it was the clerks, and some said it was a group of young people who came for internship.

The hotel where Silas stayed was very close to the Grand Square, so he could take a walk after dinner and see the lecture venue being arranged behind the isolation belt with his own eyes. He saw the law controllers inside assemble a group of regular square stones into a platform at a very fast speed, and then began to draw magic circles on it.

Silas could not understand these magic circles, but he thought they should be magic circles for defense, right?

If he wanted to carry out the assassination, he would probably have to destroy these magic circles first.

In order to avoid the attention of these law controllers, Silas chose to return to the hotel after a simple look.

Then, on the second floor of the hotel, Silas took out the Hex telescope he bought and observed the entire process of the array arrangement. Since he had not studied magic orthodoxly, he had no way to analyze these arrays that looked like ghostly talismans in his eyes, so he had to remember every place where the array was arranged. In his opinion, only by destroying all the defensive arrays could the assassination be guaranteed to be foolproof.

The magician worked until midnight.

And Silas watched until midnight.

When everything was ready and most of the Archons had left the scene, with only a few left to guard, Silas finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had already memorized the locations of the twelve magic circles. Comparing the map of the grand square and Silas's own markings, he quickly planned a complete route for himself.

According to Lissandra, there will be snow in the capital tomorrow. Silas's ability to move on the snow will be greatly improved. If everything goes well, he should be able to destroy all twelve magic circles within a quarter of an hour!

This speed should be enough for him to get a chance to raid Laxana before the guards react!

After confirming the route of action in his mind again, Silas went to bed with his clothes on.

He still had some things to confirm with the Frost Witch.

A quarter of an hour later, Silas woke up from his dream.

He got the promise he needed.

The Frost Witch will go all out tomorrow to show Demacia the true, god-like power!

Silas, who had regained consciousness, simply washed his face, put on his coat, and hurriedly left the hotel and joined the queue. Although the speech was scheduled for tomorrow morning, some people were already queuing up to enter. Silas had just dozed off for a quarter of an hour, and the queue had already reached at least dozens of people.

If he went later, Silas might not even have the chance to get a front row seat!

Silas hurried downstairs and quickly joined the queue waiting to enter.

After simply estimating the number of people in front of him and confirming that he should be close enough to the podium, Silas began to observe the people who were about to sit next to him. He needed to find someone who looked more reliable to help him take a seat while he went to destroy the defensive array.

In front was an old man with a serious face. He was well-dressed, thin but straight, and seemed not easy to talk to.

And behind was a woman who looked like an Ionian, but had pure white hair. Considering that he had always had good relationships with the opposite sex, Silas decided to strike up a conversation with her and ask her to help him take a seat.

So, he turned around and took the initiative to smile.

"Hello, beautiful lady."

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It was not the first time that Irelia was approached.

Or rather, after leaving Ionia, Irelia had gradually gotten used to being approached, so when Sylas showed what he thought was his last friendly smile and took the initiative to speak, Irelia was not shocked, but responded very naturally.

Anyway, waiting in line was boring, so it was better to chat with the other party - along the way, Irelia found that chatting was a very good channel for collecting information. Chatting with different people could help her understand a thing from different perspectives, so she was not opposed to chatting with others.

Especially when Sylas looked like a Freljordian.

Irelia had never had a good chat with the Freljordians before, and she didn't know anything about Freljord at all. Now that she had the opportunity, she naturally had to get to know them better.

So, Silas was pleasantly surprised to find that this Ionian lady seemed to care a lot about her Freljord identity and was also interested in the news of Freljord. In this case, it seemed that he could gain her favor without much effort!

In this case, Silas talked endlessly, and after a little adaptation, he told Irelia most of his experiences in Freljord, from what he saw and heard on the ice field, to the traditional tribal system and war mother of the Freljord people, as well as the legends and past circulated in Freljord.

All new things that Irelia had never heard of!

However, after the initial excitement passed, Irelia soon discovered that it seemed that the things in Freljord were not even a little reference for her.

War mother, tribe, plunder, shaman...

This is too primitive, isn't it?

Although Irelia is humbly learning because of the painful failure she suffered in Ionia, she has to be selective about the object of learning, right?

It is reasonable to learn the advantages of Vaz'uan, Shurima, and Demacia.

Learning the advantages of Freljord... what are the advantages?

Irelia does not think there is anything to learn from the War Mother system or the Plunderer system.

So, her attitude soon became "listening for fun" and she was not serious at all.

But Sylas was completely unaware of this. He was still racking his brains to think about the interesting stories of Freljord. Seeing that Irelia seemed a little uninterested, he even talked about some things about the Demigods of the Wilds.

Ornn's Hearth Oracle, Volibear's Thunder Whisper, Anivia's Ice Breath, these are all things related to Demigods that few people know about.

Unfortunately, Irelia is still not very interested in this.

Ionia also has Demigods of the Wilds!

Moreover, unlike those Demigods of the Wilds in Freljord who have physical forms and are far away from humans, most of the Demigods of Ionia have abandoned their physical bodies in the present world and live in the spirit world, with a large number of monks following them.

All Silas could tell was the legend of the Freljord.

But in some temples in Ionia, such as the Temple of Shoji where Kalya is located, there are even detailed records of the daily life of demigods. For those monks who follow demigods into the spirit world and abandon their own entities, demigods are teachers who live with them day and night, and both sides can be regarded as knowing each other thoroughly.

The legend of demigods...

What's the point?

However, after experiencing so much, Irelia is no longer the young man in terms of emotional intelligence. She did not show indifference directly, but took out a small stool, saying that she was a little sleepy and wanted to rest for a while.

Seeing this situation, Silas could only express his understanding - for him, this level of communication should be enough. He just wanted to get familiar with the other party, so that when he went to destroy the defense array, someone would help him occupy the position and reserve this front-row assassination position for himself.

Seeing the other party take out a small stool and sit down, curled up into a ball, Silas simply stood on the windward side.

The two stopped chatting and quietly lined up, waiting for admission tomorrow morning.

Just as everyone was waiting in line, a gust of north wind quietly blew through Xiongdu.

Above the night sky, dark clouds rolled, and in the whistling north wind, a flurry of snowflakes began to drift to the ground.

It snowed in Xiongdu.

For this city located at the deepest part of the bay, snow is an uncommon thing. When the snowflakes fell, many Xiongdu people who were queuing even forgot the cold and showed extraordinary joy.

Irelia, who pretended to rest but actually entered a meditative state, was not the first time to see snow, so she was very calm.

Coming from Freljord, Silas, who repeatedly thought about the assassination plan for tomorrow, was also accustomed to the wind and snow, so he was not surprised.

The two people just stayed quietly in the crowd of people squirming in excitement, quietly waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.

However, in the second half of the night, the snow was getting heavier, and the originally excited Xiongdu people gradually felt a little cold.

The law guardians who stayed at the venue had already activated the emergency plan, prepared some hot soup for the people in line to help them resist the cold, and persuaded the weaker people in the team to leave first.

Seeing this situation, Silas breathed a sigh of relief - it seems that although the wind and snow are strong, this speech should not be cancelled.

Kalya's Little Classroom: Demigods of Ionia:

There are many demigods in Ionia, but most of them have abandoned their bodies and entered the spirit world. It seems that they think that is a freer way of existence.

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