Chapter 161 War Is Not Just About Fighting and Killing

Swain looked calm, knowing that the boy in front of him was beginning to waver.

Perhaps, they only needed to add fuel to the fire to see the desired result:

"I have seen the end of the Lightshield family with my own eyes. We are happy to accept you, even if we were once enemies."

"No matter what! Lightshield and Demacia will live and die together!"

Jarven's words were still firm. He knew that Noxus must be planning some conspiracy. But he firmly believed that Lightshield and Demacia were of one mind and would eventually overcome the difficulties.

"I don't deny your will, but I need you to show your strength." Swain did not comment.

"Strength?"

At the end of the meeting, Jarvan suddenly looked serious, and his eyes boldly swept across the other figures in the council hall who had not spoken, and said loudly:

"I have always heard that every member of the Trifaree Council has amazing abilities. Can you tell me the names of the Noxian councillors?"

He believed that these people would not reject him, because this is Noxus, a Noxus that regards strength as glory!

Swain's eyes were indifferent, and he saw through his intentions at a glance. He did not make any extra movements, but just leaned on the back of the chair, with the corners of his mouth quietly raised.

Hearing Jarvan's question, Draven couldn't help but grin and said happily:

"Draven, the Imperial Executioner, you can come to the arena to challenge me at any time, as long as you are ready to lie down in the West City Clinic."

"However, I heard that you have fought with Darius for a few moves, and you should be able to fight me a few times. Don't worry, I will find a good doctor for you in the west of the city before the fight, so as to prevent you from being injured too much and dying."

Draven had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, as if he wanted to fight Jarvan for 300 rounds.

"Senator Draven, I remember! I will challenge you when I have time!" Jarvan looked serious.

Draven's words gave him a new idea. The Immortal Bastion is the capital of the Noxus Empire, and it must be the gathering place of its most elite forces.

This time, the team of 100 people with the Light Shield Barrier may have a chance to test the truth.

At this time, Camille, who was sitting on the other side, held her jaw with one hand and said jokingly:

"Listen, kid, my name is Camille Firoz."

"Firoz of Piltover!?"

Jarven blurted out, obviously also knowing Firoz's name.

"Yes, it seems that someone in Demacia still remembers us."

Camille smiled and glanced at Jarvan, as if she knew what he was thinking:

"Put away your clumsy and superficial ideas, we have our own way of survival."

Jarven's heart was slightly startled, and he cast his eyes on the last councilor present.

There were many seats in the hall, and many of them were marked with different marks. Jarven guessed that this was a mark symbolizing the corresponding councilor.

The last councilor was an extremely young and beautiful woman, but behind her seat was a spider weaving a web.

Elise smiled and moved her red lips slightly:

"Elise, welcome to the Zaafan family."

"Zaafan" Jarven was slightly surprised.

This family once had great power in Noxus, and countless heroes of Demacia died at the hands of this family.

"I'm willing to go there when I have time." Jarvan said politely.

He thought of the evil deeds of the Zaafan family recorded in his family's records, which recorded the deeds of countless Demacia captives being tortured to death by them, and he wanted to tear them into pieces right now.

Although it is against the way of Demacia to repay the father's debt, and even the recent hatred has been decades away, and has nothing to do with this lady.

But the national hatred and family hatred are still there, and Jarvan feels that he has no power to forgive the other party on behalf of the dead soul.

Noxus and Demacia will never forget their mutual hatred because of the signing of a peace treaty.

It's just that they will temporarily change to a new battlefield.

In another battlefield where blood cannot be seen, their exchanges and confrontations will be more frequent.

After a while, as the door of the parliament hall opened again, Jarvan restrained his complicated expression and walked out of the parliament hall.

"What happened?"

As soon as he went out, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with anger.

On the White Stone Square, the old Laurent, who was supposed to be waiting here, had already fallen to the ground, with the tip of the spear on his neck.

If the spear barrel moved forward an inch, the old Laurent would die on the spot.

"Noxus cannot be insulted!"

Zhao Xin said coldly, and put the gun back without hesitation, turned around and left without looking back.

Only a black-armored figure with long hair fluttering was left, which made Jarvan clench his fists.

He hurried forward, helped the old Laurent up, and said with a serious face:

"General Laurent, what happened just now?"

The old general Laurent took two deep breaths, and his face full of age spots was haggard and unwilling:

"Your Highness, it's nothing serious, just a little quarrel."

"Old general, we represent Demacia, and it is not appropriate to make enemies with Noxus at this time." Jarvan comforted.

When General Laurent heard this, his eyes flickered, and he asked calmly:

"Your Highness, what is the result of your discussion?"

Jiawen sighed, roughly told what happened in the inner room, and finally concluded:

"I will send someone back to Xiongdu to inform my father, and finally both sides will sign the treaty."

"By the way, General Laurent. We can't come here in vain this time. Fighting is the trend in Noxus. We can show our strength to obtain more intelligence from Noxus." Jiawen thought about it and said.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

For hundreds of years of hostility, the two sides should have understood quite deeply.

He used to think so before, but the progress of Noxus was beyond everyone.

The red -haired woman he encountered today is by no means good.

And that existence may not be in Noxus.

They must use everything to get everything here.

"Since it means His Royal Highness, then I will arrange it."

The veteran General Laurent did not deny, but responded quickly.

But now he does not agree with this plan. The more news can be found out, it also shows that the more they will be exposed.

For weak potential, they should create their own strength. Whether it is true or false, it will make Noxus worry.

When all their cards were known to the other party, it was also the death of Demasia.

Prince Jiawen was almost watched by him, and the talent of the other party should not be so unwise.

"His Royal Highness."

On the way back to the camp, Old General Laurent still couldn't help asking:

"Will we expose the strength of light shield barriers like this?"

"What?"

At this time, Jiawen looked like a lot of minds, and did not hear the words of the old general.

"Cough."

When the veteran still wanted to say something, the previous injury was touched, he coughed violently, and even coughed up his two blood.

"Old general!"

Jiawen returned in an instant, hurriedly supported the old general, and held her aside to rest:

"Old general, are you still okay? We will be treated in the west of the city now, there are many physicians there."

West? Why is your Highness so familiar with the immortal fortress.

Suddenly, he remembered a message that Galen had said, and this information was described by His Royal Highness Jiawen.

A terrible idea slowly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't rush away.

Old General Laurent coughed twice again and waved his hand:

"It's just the blood stasis left by the previous battle. It is not hindered. There are also doctors in our army. His Royal Highness, when will we return to Demasia?"

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