Chapter 132: Jarvan's Sorrow

"An interesting show is about to be staged in Demacia."

Ryan looked at Jarvan's back, with a hint of amusement on his lips.

His gaze did not stay for too long, and then turned to Morgana:

"Welcome to Noxus, Ms. Morgana."

"It is my honor to serve the Empire!"

Morgana smiled and lowered her body slightly, as if she had completely changed her position.

Kael looked at the servile Morgana with disgust, but did not say anything else.

Ryan and Sindra slowly rose with the black ball that imprisoned Kael. At the same time, the floating castle in the sky was also slowly rising.

In just a moment, everything seemed to return to calm.

Only the wounds on the ground could prove that a shocking battle had taken place here.

Morgana smiled and slowly walked towards the Immortal Fortress.

Just as she once said, if you can't walk on the earth, what's the use of these feet.

Her justice is to experience the justice of the world with her feet.

And she will go deep into every corner of Noxus to understand and experience this place, and finally summarize the justice that suits this place.

"It seems to be over."

Garen, who was some distance away from the city, watched the golden light in the sky finally dissipate.

Although there was uncertainty in his tone, he actually had the answer in his heart.

The god of Demacia, the Winged Protector, failed!

No matter how much her justice was not in line with Demacia, she was always fighting for the better of Demacia.

And such a great existence was easily suppressed by Noxus.

They are now more than one kilometer away from Noxus, but from where they are standing at this moment, they can clearly see Kayle imprisoned in a black ball.

Then, a woman walked out of the city.

Not long after, the woman's clothes had a Noxian national emblem.

Even if he couldn't hear the voice over there, Garen had his own guess in his heart that that person should be the hidden power of Noxus.

The dark wings behind him were not good people at first glance. He felt that he could not stop the fast-flashing iron chain.

In his opinion, the black-winged woman was just like the silver-haired female mage, and was also a strong person who used dark magic.

"We lost. We tried our best, but we couldn't even play all the cards of the opponent."

Garen clenched his fists and lowered his head in frustration, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Facing such Noxus, what should they use to win.

They didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the battle.

"Captain Sword, look!"

A soldier's shout pulled Garen back to his thoughts.

Looking in the direction the soldier pointed, Garen's eyes suddenly widened:

"Is that Jarvan!?"

He was surprised in his tone, and even rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

After looking repeatedly for several times, he confirmed that the figure running over was Jarvan, the prince of Demacia.

"Your Highness!"

Old General Laurent didn't think too much and went to meet him with great joy.

On the contrary, the shield soldier who had shouted before looked worried and said with doubt:

"Captain Sword, could this be a conspiracy?"

"Mirric, are we worthy of Noxus' conspiracy?" Garen smiled freely.

They were just slightly larger ants in front of those mages who were like gods.

In the current situation, the other party didn't need to spend too much energy. Perhaps with just one thought, they could be killed here.

He didn't think too much and stepped forward to meet him.

Even if they only met again before death, he felt it was worth it.

"Jarven!"

"Garen!"

Jarven helped up the old General Laurent who was kneeling on one knee, and came to meet Garen with a gloomy face.

The two hugged each other tightly and beat each other's backs with both hands.

"Why did you run here?"

Garen was a little impatient after letting go of the prince.

"Let's retreat first, and we'll talk on the way back." Jarvan looked solemn.

"They let us go?" Garen couldn't believe it.

"We were defeated, and Noxus didn't care about us at all. They captured me, probably just to ensure that the Winged Protector would come. Their real goal has always been Him."

Jarvan looked bitter, and he set off with Garen and his party back to the Demacia camp.

Along the way, he kept telling everything he saw and heard.

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

Soon, they returned to the Demacia camp.

Seeing the soldiers' joy at seeing him, Jarvan felt a little ashamed, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Old General Laurent stopped him, motioned Garen to pull Jarvan into the tent, and he stood up to explain to everyone.

"Old General..." Jarvan looked sad.

"Someone has to bear the consequences of defeat. I will apologize to the Grand Marshal and the King after I return to Xiongdu. I think the old general has the same idea." Garen said solemnly.

Garen didn't want to elaborate on this issue, so he asked:

"What you just said is that Noxus has concentrated almost all its strength to defeat the Winged Protector?"

"Probably so."

Jarvan sat in his own seat in the big tent and took a big gulp of water.

The water moistened his throat and finally made his body alive.

He exhaled lightly and said his analysis:

"Two vice presidents are here, the president is here in person, and there is a mage who is not weaker than the Winged Protector. The woman who spoke to me should also be a high-ranking person in Noxus. I can hear that she spoke of Darius with contempt."

"You have fought with Darius, how do you think his strength compares to mine?"

Garen had a headache after listening to it.

With today's grand scene, he had no doubt that the Demacia army could not stop any mage.

The capital was built with forbidden magic stones, and nearby was the forbidden magic forest where magic was difficult to cast, which could greatly reduce the damage of magic.

According to his estimation, it was the only place that could stop Noxian mages.

But they couldn't just defend the capital. Noxus would start a war again sooner or later, and they had to think of countermeasures early.

"Darius." Jarvan opened his mouth slightly.

"Why are you so hesitant after being caught once? Just say whatever you want to say. We must clearly know how weak we are."

Garen had a serious face, and he knew the answer from Jarvan's expression.

Jarvan thought for a moment, regained his serious expression, and replied accurately:

"You can hold out for 5 minutes at most. If you add me and the entire Fearless Vanguard, we should be able to tie."

"That's the answer I want. At least we can still compete with them a little. Well, to be precise, it's part of their power."

Garen took a deep breath and said seriously:

"But, Noxus's enemies are not just us. Freljord in the north and Ionia in the west are all targets we can unite with."

Demacia and Freljord border a large area. Although the relationship is not very good, it is not impossible to turn hostility into friendship when facing a stronger enemy.

As for the Ionia continent, it is located to the west of Demacia and to the east of Noxus.

But in terms of distance, they are much farther away, almost sailing across the entire Valoran continent.

"I hope so. We should focus on the inside now." Jarvan said worriedly.

He didn't know what the kingdom would think of their failure this time.

He even didn't know whether to report what he and others had seen and heard back to Xiongdu.

After watching today's war, Jarvan himself could feel that he seemed to have lost his former sharpness and became a little worried about gains and losses.