Chapter 152 The Initial Connection Between the Empire and Ryan

"There was such a past."

Ryan's words were calm, but his eyes were full of memories.

Noxus Arena, a place that every Noxian cannot avoid.

"In the past, there were three ways to become a general in Noxus: killing enemies, contributing, and arena."

No matter which of the three methods, they all symbolize absolute strength.

Killing enemies and making contributions can climb to the position of warband leader step by step, as long as you are stronger than the current leader and kill more enemies.

Contribution is more diverse. You can spend money to ask the Empire to help recruit soldiers to form a warband, or you can bring back some secrets for the Empire, or save the huge losses that may occur to the Empire.

Only by contributing to become a general can the Empire help to form an army, just like his former boss-Commander Swain.

And the winner of the arena can completely rely on his reputation to gather an army and form a new warband.

The Empire only looks at the result. No matter how it is formed, it depends on the individual, as long as it serves the Empire in the end.

"Is the teacher relying on the last one?" Seraphine asked curiously.

She felt that with her teacher's strength, entering the arena would probably cause a bigger sensation than General Zhao Xin.

Seeing Ryan shaking his head, she was slightly stunned:

"Is it killing the enemy?"

With Ryan's strength, killing the enemy is indeed as easy as taking something out of a bag. Then did her teacher come to the arena just for entertainment?

Seeing Ryan smiling and shaking his head again, Seraphine widened her eyes:

"Contribution? Impossible."

Did the teacher come here for a great contribution? This made her a little self-doubting.

In her eyes, contributing to become a general is more like taking a backdoor, which is an exclusive plan for rich kids or nouveau riche.

"I have all three." Ryan said lightly.

"All three!? You are worthy of being a teacher!" Seraphine exclaimed, blurting out the prepared words of praise.

The person in charge of the arena next to him glanced at Ryan's face and took the initiative to interrupt:

"Teacher Seraphine, you may not know yet. When His Majesty the Speaker of the Parliament came to the Empire, he caused a sensation."

"Uncle Fok, tell us about it." Seraphine blinked and asked the person in charge to continue.

The person in charge was called Fok, a middle-aged fat uncle who was smooth in dealing with things. She had a good impression of Fok because he had a daughter with pink hair, and Fok treated his daughter and family as treasures.

"Okay"

"Fok, am I late?"

A sudden rough voice interrupted Fok.

Then, the burly Draven walked in with Ezreal who walked with confident steps.

"Ah!? His Majesty the Speaker of the Parliament!?"

Dreven was about to sit on the only two chairs in the arena as usual, but when he saw the people on them, he took a breath and bowed to greet them.

He couldn't afford to offend any of the two people in that position.

He just got a new axe, and he didn't want to change another one.

"Mr. Council President, you are here too? I think you were talking about something interesting just now." Ezreal said familiarly.

There were only two chairs on the platform, and he thought that the Draven brothers should have prepared them for the two of them.

But now his benefactor has come, and the beautiful silver-haired woman on the other seat looks like the Council President's female companion.

He thinks it's good for him to stand, and the Draven brothers also need a companion.

"We were just listening to Uncle Fok telling the story of the teacher, don't interrupt." Seraphine said bluntly.

She really didn't mean to criticize these two people. If she didn't say anything at this time, she really suspected that they would be sucked dry by their other teacher.

She just saw Ms. Syndra rubbing the dark blue ring on her finger. It is said that it is a magic prop given by Teacher Ryan. This action is generally the usual starting position of Ms. Syndra when casting a spell.

"Mr. Speaker's story?" Ezreal's eyes lit up, "I can't miss this. Even Brother Draven doesn't know much about these things."

Dreven didn't deny that he had no intersection with Ryan's life before, and almost all of it was hearsay.

Everyone looked at Fok. Fok glanced at Ryan and saw that he didn't mean to refuse, so he spoke with a nostalgic tone:

"That was more than ten years ago. At that time, His Majesty was said to be just a powerful wizard who traveled around. And when that big event happened in the empire, His Majesty happened to be here."

"What big event?"

When Ezreal heard "big event", he couldn't help but be curious.

"Treason!"

Fok spit out two words with a solemn expression:

"At that time, an organization with the symbol of the black rose secretly rebelled against the empire. Countless families were involved, including the Swain family, one of the most powerful families in the empire at that time."

"The Swain family, isn't that the family of the commander-in-chief?" Ezreal was slightly stunned.

He seemed to vaguely remember which book had written a few words about what happened in the empire more than a decade ago.

But it seemed to be blocked by the people above, and there were not many detailed records at all.

"It was the family of the commander-in-chief." Fok nodded, with respect and fear on his face, "The commander-in-chief reported his family's rebellion, which caused an uproar."

"After that, the rebellion was forced to start ahead of time, and the Immortal Fortress fell into chaos."

Fok sighed, with reminiscence in his eyes:

"Many people died at that time. When the rebellion ended, the commander-in-chief personally sent those who participated in the rebellion in his family to the guillotine, including his parents."

"He only has the Empire in his eyes." Draven grinned.

It is precisely because of this that he admires Swain and is willing to support him without thinking.

At least, he is more reliable than his brother!

"As expected of that great man."

He shuddered when he remembered that the Grand Commander he had seen was a ruthless man who destroyed his family and killed his parents.

Such people only appear in knight novels or heroic stories. He really didn't think that anyone could do this.

Many people say that the Grand Commander is a selfless and almost emotionless person. He didn't understand it at first, but now he knows why everyone said so.

But soon, he also raised his own questions:

"But isn't this the Grand Commander's business? What does it have to do with Mr. Speaker of the Parliament?"

Fok had a simple smile on his face and nodded vigorously:

"Teacher Ezreal, these two things are very related. The first time His Majesty was known to the Empire was this incident.

"At that time, His Majesty passed by Noxus and was one of the few non-Imperial people who entered the Immortal Fortress out of respect for its magic. "

"Magic. Respect. Non-Imperials who enter the Immortal Bastion."

Ezreal extracted the key words in less than half a second, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

Isn't this talking about him again?

So. Ryan = Speaker of the Council, he = Ryan, he =?

Serafini looked at Ezreal strangely, she was almost annoyed by the noise.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Doesn't this guy remember?

When he was in Vazuan, he clearly said that he joined Noxus from that day on.

Fok's narration continued:

"In the chaos of the rebellion, His Majesty almost single-handedly quelled the unrest in the city. At least five nobles were purged by His Majesty, and the family residence was easily breached by him. If His Majesty hadn't taken action, twice as many people would have died. "

When saying this, Fok's face and tone were full of gratitude.

No one could say whether he would be among the doubled people, as he and his current wife were both in the Immortal Bastion at that time.

If Ryan had not appeared, his life trajectory might have changed dramatically.

He might not have a virtuous wife, and he might have lost a lovely daughter.

"Was Mr. Speaker of the Council so strong then?"

Ezreal was slightly surprised to see Fok nod.

Except for the time with Vazuan, he could only get a glimpse of Ryan's strength from the floating castle.

Today, he had an intuitive concept that the Speaker of the Council had the ability to destroy five noble families at the same time more than a decade ago.

In his opinion, after all, they were nobles of the empire, and they had to be at least at the same level as Midalda and Philos of Piltover.

Thinking of this, he could instantly feel the oppression from the Speaker of the Council.

The five Philos families and the entire Piltover combined were not that strong.

"You are worthy of being the Speaker of the Council. "Ezreal admired sincerely.

Seraphone opened her mouth and held back what she wanted to say.

She was interrupted by Ezreal.

Fok's face was full of emotion, and his tone became more respectful:

"In fact, relying on this contribution, Your Majesty is enough to serve as the deputy general of the regiment. But Your Majesty did not do so, but exchanged this credit for the collections of the five families, which were basically some classics, all useless things. "

He had respect on his face. Not only him, but others also felt that Ryan was a humble person who did not seek credit.

Only Sindra frowned slightly when she saw the expressions of others.

But she did not say anything, but agreed with Ryan's approach in her heart.

Mortals don't know what they have missed!

"What happened after that? I heard that the Speaker of the Council used to be the deputy general of the commander-in-chief. "Ezreal couldn't help but say.

"Yes, I want to hear the story of the teacher killing people in the arena. "Seraphone echoed on the side.

She had already heard the teacher's story from Fok's soulful singing, but she would never get tired of hearing this kind of story, not to mention that her goal today was to make the teacher happy.

"After that, I heard that His Majesty participated in the honorable death match. That should be after joining the Empire."

Fok looked at Ryan in awe and said uncertainly.

"I did participate. I had some bad memories with Demacia, but they all disappeared after that death match." Ryan said lightly.

"Honorable death match? I seem to have heard of this term."

Ezreal scratched his golden and smooth hair, his face full of distress.

In order to suppress Elise, he has been cramming the history of the Empire recently.

Why does it always fail at the critical moment?

"It was a glorious duel between the Empire and Demacia, which was used to compete for the ownership of the territory of the Principality of Parashi. Neither side wanted to cause a large-scale war, so the duel was carried out in the form of a gladiatorial arena. "

Seraphone stopped humming a strange tune, blinked her eyes and straightened her body, her face was filled with erudite confidence.

Sorry, Ezreal! I will prepare a chance for you to show off next time, but not today!

"Yes, I remember it!"

Ezreal suddenly felt memories coming to his mind, and explained excitedly:

"Glory Deathmatch began hundreds of years ago. It was a common method for Noxus and Demacia to deal with disputes.

"Both sides selected a certain number of people to participate in various fair competitions such as melee, arena, round-robin, etc., and the side with survivors in the end wins."

"Too cruel."

Even Ezreal couldn't help but say at the end. The Glory Deathmatch is a fight to the death.

This is different from the two fighters wrestling below, where only one side can survive.

Since the Trifarian Council ruled the empire, deaths have rarely occurred in the arena except for the fight between death row prisoners.

Everyone agrees that excellent warriors should not die in the arena.

And the Glory Deathmatch is the same as the fight in form, but it is a way for countries to deal with problems, and it is a fight to the death.

It is almost no longer used today, but for the two countries at that time, it was a manifestation of putting the struggle at the elite level.

In order to prevent the other side from sending out top-level strongmen and to ensure that their own people can win in the end, each deathmatch is participated by the most elite people of the two countries.

Each Glory Deathmatch is not large in scope, but the losses will cause serious damage to the two countries, so that the one Ryan participated in was actually the last one so far.

Ryan's face was filled with reminiscence, and his tone was not calm as he said:

"The glory of Noxus and the perseverance of Demacia were fully reflected in that death battle. At that time, in addition to me, there were a total of 199 people on both sides who participated in the battle, and the number of people who survived was..."

"0!"

When Ryan said the number "0" calmly, Ezreal and others could feel the tragedy from it.

The candidates on both sides were definitely the elite of the elite, and there were definitely no shortage of heroes among them.

In a temporary arena, these 200 people fought a life-and-death battle for their respective countries.

In the end, only Ryan came out alive and intact.

Even if they just listened to this experience, they could feel a sense of heaviness, and even felt their hearts tightened.

Two-in-one chapter, more updates in the evening!