Chapter 161 Riven: Where Is the Opponent? Fiona: It's Me

"So white, so beautiful."

With her hands behind her head, Riven walked on the streets of Demacia, baring her white teeth, and then said, "What's the name of the one we were sitting on just now?"

"Hex Train, you are a wild monkey in Ionia." Erath said irritably.

Information in Ionia was blocked. After the war, Ionia returned to its previous state. Various sects closed themselves off, and there was no news about Navoli, a powerful resistance force.

This is something that the world cannot understand. The Ionians are obviously very powerful, but they are willing to let mermaids eat their flesh.

Are they all fools?

Therefore, the Ionians are unaware of Hex Technology and various things that happen on Valoran.

Riven, of course, doesn't know either.

Now walking on the main road of Xiongdu, followed by several knights wearing exquisite armor, Riven said easily: "Why doesn't Noxus have it? This thing is really easy to use, and it can cross that distance in one afternoon. If Noxus also has it to transport troops and supplies over long distances, is it possible that the Freljord campaign could still fail?"

"That's... a long story."

"But now, can you restrain yourself a little?" Marit couldn't help but said.

Wearing Noxian special battle uniforms and escorting white-haired Riven, they appear on the streets of the capital. They are certainly eye-catching.

The hateful looks cast by the Demacians made Marit a little worried that the Demacians would riot and punish them.

But fortunately, there were Demacia soldiers guarding her, otherwise Marit's worries might have turned out to be true.

After listening to Marit's words, Riven sneered and said disdainfully: "Why should I restrain myself? Why should I restrain myself? I'm not a Noxian."

Marit stopped talking.

Well, as Riven said, she is not Noxian now, and she is the one who is wanted by Demacia. She is likely to become Demacia in the future.

Riven becomes Demacian?

Ha, Marit felt a little outrageous when she thought about this.

But Marit believed that Riven would not refuse, because for Riven now, as long as she does not become a Noxian, she can integrate into any country.

She was completely disillusioned with Noxus.

"Come this way, the king and His Excellency Luo Wen are waiting for you." Seeing Riwen looking left and right, the soldier leading the way couldn't help but said.

"So who is Rowan you talking about?" Riven stepped forward and asked.

The soldier paused and said seriously: "He is the hero of Demacia."

"I have never heard of this person." Riwen said.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, but he is indeed the hero of Demacia." Erath said next to her, and she added: "He has many achievements, the most famous of which is the Battle of Nokmoch, a They destroyed two of our legions and fought back the Winter's Claws."

"You always know about Winter's Claw, right?"

"Caught Darius's Claw of Winter?" Riven asked.

"Yes, that's it. Rowan repelled them and defeated their leader." Erath said with emotion.

Rowan the Black Lion.

This man seemed to pop up out of nowhere and became a man of the hour in Valoran for no apparent reason.

Whether it's Zaun, Piltover, or some small countries on Valoran, he has his story and everyone knows him.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that in recent years, due to Hex Technology, the countries on Valoran have become more closely connected.

As the distance between each other becomes closer and there are more contacts, the deeds of some characters will be eulogized more.

Ten minutes later, Riven appeared on the Throne Mountain. She was wearing straw sandals, her round toes were stained with some mud, and her whole body looked gray.

But his appearance is not very good.

She looked at the flowers with interest and was taken by the attendant to meet the king.

Marit and Erath were refused entry to the Throne Mountain and have now returned home.

Because their mission had been completed, Demacia drove them away. After all, it was impossible for Demacians to like Noxians.

Therefore, although they wanted to see with their own eyes what Black Lion Rowan looked like. According to rumors, he was very handsome and good-looking, and he was just an ordinary big boy, but they could only choose to go back.

Then, Riven met Jarvan III. She recognized Jarvan III. Although he had not participated in the battle against Demacia, the Immortal Fortress was full of reward orders for the assassination of Jarvan III. Therefore, when she saw the man with a gray beard, Riven recognized the kind-looking old man.

"Welcome to Demacia, Riven."

When Riven looked at Jarvan III, a young man stood up on the side.

She's not tall, she looks like she's just grown up, but she's pretty tall, don't tell me, she's pretty cute.

And Riven likes his appearance. He reminds Riven of her relatives in Ionia.

"Are you Rowan?"

"Yes, Rowan, Rowan of Demacia."

"But you have an Ionian face."

Rowan pointed to Xin Zhao next to him and said, "Isn't Mr. Steward also wearing an Ionian face?"

"So you are his son?" Riwen said.

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"Hahahaha!" Jiawen III, who was quietly listening to the exchange between the two, suddenly burst into laughter.

Jiawen III held his belly, looked at Xin Zhao who had a look of helplessness on his face, and said loudly: "So I will say, anyone who sees this boy Rowan at the first glance will regard him as your son. Bar?"

Xin Zhao said nothing to Jarvan III's teasing, because Xin Zhao no longer wanted to complain about this matter.

But, he actually regrets it.

He really should have adopted Luo Wen as his son from the beginning. At his age, it would not be too much to accept Luo Wen as his grandson, let alone his son!

But there is no hope now, because Rowan has become stronger than him.

"Are you the king?" Riven looked at Jarvan III again.

"Don't I look like that?"

"He looks much kinder than the one in the painting, but he really doesn't look like a king." Riven thought for a moment and said.

On the side, Fiona stood up, looked at Riven and said coldly: "Rude beast."

"Who is she?" She was scolded, but Riven didn't care.

The environment she grew up in and the environment she grew up in made Riven insensitive to ordinary insults.

Riven was often scolded as a little beast when she was a child.

After all, orphans who want to live successfully in poor places will more or less do bad things.

Rowan thought for a while and said: "She is your opponent."

"So you asked Noxus for me because you actually wanted to send me into the gladiatorial arena?" Riven said with a strange expression.

She is really good-looking, with single-faced facial features. Among the people Rowan knows, only Kaisha has better-looking facial features than Riven. Just like now, Fiona is already very good-looking, but compared to the dirty and messy Riven In comparison, it still tastes a little worse.

Riven's appearance is not that of a typical white person, but rather of mixed race.

Her facial features are upright, but her face is soft and not square like a Westerner.

Let’s just talk about Fiona. From some angles, Fiona’s face is too tough.

Riven obviously doesn't have this problem.

"No, no one wants to send you to the arena. There is no arena in Demacia. We only have the duel arena." Rowan shook his head. He looked at Riven and continued: "I do this with Noxus. After signing the deal, from now on, you are no longer a Noxian, but a Demacia."

"I didn't plan on being Demacian," Riven said, but she quickly added, "But I didn't have a choice, did I?"

"Yes." Rowan said.

"So take an assessment, Riwen. After you pass it, you will become a tutor at the Zhan Zhan Academy, with five insurances and one housing fund, including food, accommodation and salary." Rowan looked at Riwen and said.

"Where is my opponent?" Riven did not refuse, but asked directly.

"It's me." Fiona drew her sword.

Rowan watched excitedly.

This is a duel between two traditional top laners.