Chapter 171 It Has Always Been Like This, but It Shouldn’t Continue Like This

Top floor of the Mage Tower.

Facing the six-eyed crow standing on the windowsill, Ryan smiled and said:

"This little thing is not worth your trip."

"That girl has a connection with the Empire, but I can't spare the time." The crow said lightly.

"Just deal with Demacia. There is still some time before Ezreal goes to the mausoleum. I will find time to deal with it." Ryan smiled.

"Alive."

Sindra, who was reading a book on the other side, suddenly said two words.

"Okay!" Ryan replied without hesitation: "We have never studied dragons."

"The dragon clan is more involved, but the girl's mother is an abandoned clan." The crow's voice was calm.

Ryan nodded slightly, knowing that this was information from Swain.

Since Swain merged with the demon, he obtained all the demon's memories and learned many secrets.

"I'll leave the promise to Darius to you. The rest, leave it to me."

"Nokmoch has people with the Black Rose, my task is easy."

The crow agreed, and seeing that the matter was settled, it also spread its wings and flew away from the Mage Tower.

After the crow left, Sindra slowly closed the book and asked casually:

"Do you need my help?"

"No, although your magic power is strong, it is the first time to split your soul after all, so take a rest."

Ryan said, standing upright with his hands behind his back, and his robe swaying in the wind.

In a flash, the rune array wrapped him, and then he disappeared into the rune array.

Looking at this scene, Sindra's mouth curled up slightly, and she cast her eyes on the book in her hand again.

The solemn and solemn Temple of Justice.

The hundreds of meters high flying winged guardian god statue stands in the center of the temple.

Compared to the scene of people swarming before, the temple is now much more depressed.

But even though the Winged Protector God was criticized, there were still many people coming in and out, either to worship the statue or to seek help from the Inquisition.

At the entrance of the temple, two noble girls walked in from outside.

One of them had a long sword hanging on her waist, and she looked heroic and valiant, like an elegant female swordsman.

The other one held a book in her hand, and her beautiful and lovely face was covered with a smile of a girl next door, simple and pitiful.

"President." Seeing the half-smile look from the girl, Fiona quickly changed her words and said, "Miss Laxana, you don't have to come here."

"I just came to pay homage to the statue of the Winged Protector God. My aunt is a believer of him."

Laxana looked normal, and she looked like a young scholar who came to worship with a book in her arms.

She pushed Fiona next to her, with a sincere blessing on her face:

"Go, I hope you can succeed."

"Thank you."

Fiona hesitated, but still raised her head and walked into the temple.

Today is the day she joins the Judgment Corps. Even with Laxana's help, she is still worried.

"Are you Miss Fiona?"

The Temple of Justice is divided into the front and back halls. The front hall is visited by people, while the back hall is not only where the Judgment Corps is stationed, but also the residence of the gods.

At the separation between the front and back halls, two expressionless nuns walked out.

Seeing the two women who came, Fiona frowned slightly.

Although the eyes and expressions of these two people were peaceful, as a swordsman with keen perception, she could feel the restrained hostility in these two people.

These two people may have stained many lives.

"I am." Fiona agreed.

"Come with me, the Judgment Corps welcomes everyone, but you need to prove your sense of justice."

After a nun gave the order, she turned around and led Fiona.

Following the nun, Fiona couldn't help asking:

"How do I prove that I have a sense of justice?"

"In front of the Winged Protector, no one can hide." The nun said devoutly.

"He is not"

Fiona hadn't finished her words when the nun looked back at her.

At that moment, she felt cold all over, as if she had brushed shoulders with the god of death.

After a while, the nun looked away, and before she could catch her breath, she heard the nun's warning:

"God will be there if justice is there!"

"Understood!"

Fiona gathered her thoughts and followed the nun slowly into the temple.

She was a little worried now. If the Winged Protector really came back, she didn't know if she, a person with distracting thoughts, could come here.

After the two walked away, another nun walked up to Laxana expressionlessly:

"Miss Crown Guard, my God wants to see you!"

Laxana was a little surprised, but then she realized something, tightened the book in her arms, and tried to make her voice smoother:

"Okay, please lead the way."

The reason she mentioned to her aunt yesterday was that the soul in the magic book told her to come here with confidence.

Otherwise, even if she was innocent, she would not have proposed to come to the Temple of Justice at this time.

The Winged Protector has been executing absolute justice for hundreds of years, and she does not doubt the purity of Him and the Judgment Corps.

But if the Winged Protector changes, then everything is possible.

But in the end, she still chose to believe in the judgment of the magic book, just as her aunt believed in herself.

She followed the nun calmly, and the two did not take the road that Fiona had taken before, but took another passage to the back hall of the temple.

Walking through a white stone corridor full of light, Laxana saw a tall and solemn white stone door.

She raised her head slightly and could see the relief of the Winged Protector on the white stone door, which seemed to tell a story of judging evil.

The nun bowed respectfully several times before pushing the door open.

She just stood at the door and made a gesture of invitation to Laxana.

"Aren't you going in?"

Laxana couldn't help asking as she walked forward.

The nun lowered her head slightly, and said in a flat voice without any emotional ups and downs:

"My God only sees you."

"Okay."

Laxana pouted slightly, feeling a little nervous, but still walked in with the book.

Judging from the current situation, what the magic book said yesterday was right, the Winged Protector is really back.

As the stone door behind her closed, Laxana looked at the Angel Temple in front of her, which she had only heard of in rumors.

It is said that only people with a true sense of justice can enter here, and it is the place where everyone meets the Winged Protector.

The decoration of the hall was unusually simple, even more so than her boudoir, but the grandeur and solemnity inside made her heart rise.

The hall was supported by four huge magic-forbidden stone pillars, and the surrounding walls were carved with murals of winged protectors executing justice.

The entire hall was unusually deserted, but it also made people solemn.

The most eye-catching place was undoubtedly the stone platform in the center of the hall.

Bright!

This was Laxana's first impression of the stone platform.

The dome corresponding to the stone platform cast a beam of strong light, illuminating the entire hall.

Located in the center of the light source, the stone platform was shrouded in strong light, making Laxana a little unable to open her eyes.

In that beam of strong light, she seemed to see a figure.

A figure with sacred wings on his back and a holy face.

"Come out!"

A light shout suddenly came from the beam of light.

With a sound, Laxana's hand shook in fear.

Then, she felt that the book in her hand wanted to break free.

Thinking of what the magic book said, Laxana slowly loosened her hand.

The magic book slowly floated up, and the pages were turned one by one.

In an instant, white light gushed out from it.

In the beam of light, the Winged Guardian God suddenly opened his eyes.

I don’t know if it was Laxana’s illusion, she felt that the golden eyes seemed to reflect darkness.

But she didn’t have time to think too much, the golden light and the white light intertwined together.

The collision of the two caused a series of hurricanes, blowing Laxana a little unstable.

She stared at the magic book that was evenly matched with the Winged Guardian God in amazement, and didn’t believe that the scene in front of her was real.

Even if the Winged Guardian God was defeated by Noxus, it was a genuine god.

But now this god can only be on par with a magic book with a soul attached.

Laxana can’t imagine how strong the soul in the magic book was in its heyday.

However, the power of the magic book also made her feel relieved. The soul in the book was her teacher and father's sustenance, and accompanied her for countless days and months.

She believed in the magic book unconditionally. If it weren't for it, she might have fallen into darkness long ago.

And now, she no longer doubted that there was something wrong with the flying winged guardian. When the flying winged guardian showed its power, the light magic in her body seemed to have found a home, and it wanted to rush towards him like crazy.

No mistakes, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

If the magic book hadn't taught her how to control it, I'm afraid her magic power would be drained in an instant.

Those who can be recognized by the light are all kind-hearted people

After a long time, the collision between the two ended.

The magic book seemed to have lost all its brilliance and slowly floated back to Laxana's hands.

At the same time, a tired male voice appeared in her mind:

"She will help you."

Laxana's face brightened when she heard this familiar voice, and she nodded happily.

The Winged Protector God also returned to his calm state, looking down with his golden eyes without any emotion, as if examining Laxana.

Being looked at by such an oppressive gaze, Laxana felt uneasy.

But she straightened her back unconsciously when she remembered what the magic book said.

"Not bad."

The two cold words uttered from the mouth of the Winged Protector God made Laxana overjoyed.

Even if it was just a simple comment, it would remove the obstacles for her future work.

After the Winged Protector God finished speaking, he said no more, closed his eyes, and fell silent under the beam of light.

Seeing this, Laxana bowed to Him and slowly retreated from the hall.

When she walked out of the temple gate, she suddenly saw the nun kneeling down on one knee to her.

The nun's eyes were full of piety and fanaticism, and she said in a high voice:

"Your Highness, Stina is willing to serve you."

"What are you doing?" Laxana was a little at a loss.

The other party was completely different from before, and she felt that this should be related to the evaluation of the Winged Protector.

"My God has spoken, Her Highness Laxana will lead us to enforce justice." Sister Stina said in a pious tone.

"This"

Hearing Stina's words, Laxana was slightly surprised.

When she heard the word "help", she thought that the Winged Protector would not hinder her, but she didn't expect that it would allow her to mobilize the power of the Inquisition.

She had never seen Stina, but this name was extremely loud.

Stina, the leader of the Inquisition, had personally judged countless sins. Whether in terms of strength or prestige, she was the best in Demacia.

"Sister Stina, please get up quickly. I can't afford such a great gift."

Laxana came to her senses and immediately helped Stina up.

She was now wondering whether the soul in the magic book was an old acquaintance of the Winged Protector, and the collision between them just now was just a greeting.

While she was thinking about it, she was distracted by Stina's description of the power of the temple, which was the power she now had.

Names that she had only heard of in legends came out of Stina's mouth, and she was secretly shocked.

The Inquisition, the Illuminati, the Temple Guard.

These resounding names are the most powerful groups in Demacia.

Just because of a word from the Winged Protector, these powers can be called upon by her.

It was like a dream, she never thought that happiness would come so suddenly.

With the power of the Inquisition, she can now do some things that she has planned for a long time.

Laxana tightened the magic book in her hand, her heart full of gratitude.

She knew that everything she had came from the help of the magic book.

"Your Highness, all the Judgment Envoys are on standby in Xiongdu, waiting for your orders at any time." Stina reported the situation and said seriously.

"You don't need to do anything for the time being."

After thinking about it, Laxana still suppressed her excitement and said calmly:

"Wait for me to go to the headquarters of the Demon Hunter Corps first."

"Does your Highness need help? You can enter as a director of the Illuminati now, and they also have our people inside." Stina said respectfully.

"No. No one will stop me there."

Laxana's expression was complicated. She didn't know until today that every member of the Illuminati was a mage after listening to Stina's story.

And she was an apprentice member of the Illuminati a long time ago. It was only today that she became a regular member and became the highest-ranking "director".

The Illuminati is affiliated with the Temple of Justice and nominally worships the Winged Protector. Their main duty is to appease the mages caught by the demon hunters and implement some corresponding measures.

For example, check the strength of magic, and eliminate magic.

It is ironic that the mages target the mages in the name of destroying all mages.

In fact, the Illuminati has long been a gathering place for noble mages.

The nobles will send their family mages here to cover up magic with the power of justice. Finally, let them deal with magic.

Laxana laughed at herself slightly.

In fact, her family has known about her magic for a long time, but she is the one who is afraid.

The more she understands Demacia, the more absurd she feels.

The real Demacia is far from the glorious Demacia she recognizes in her heart.

Laws are made to make people live better, not to convict people by birth without reason.

Not to mention, it is unfair from beginning to end. It is so dirty to judge civilians only for the sake of the nobles.

As a vested interest, Laxana sighed unconsciously.

Recent studies and experiences have made her accustomed to these. Even in her heart, she knew that many things were necessary to make Demacia better.

But, it should be so, but it doesn't mean it's right.

"Stina, don't change Fiona's review because of me. She can join the mission on her own." Laxana said softly.

Stina's expressionless face showed a hint of surprise, her head lowered slightly, and her voice became more respectful:

"Your Highness, I will follow your will."

"Stina, thank you for everything you told me today."

Laxana smiled and waved, turned and left the temple.

Today's concerns have been eliminated, and she should go to complete another task.

Walking on the road of Xiongdu, she greeted the people in a friendly manner, because she was very active in Xiongdu recently, and everyone remembered her.

A girl who innocently hopes that Demacia will be better.

"I can feel the guilt in your heart."

Hearing the voice of the soul in the magic book, the hypocritical smile on Laxana's face froze slightly.

She used the way the soul in the book gave her to convey her voice:

"Teacher, you taught me to remember this guilt. I can't ignore it because it should be done. It's wrong."

Laxana was very careful when she mentioned the first two words. She always regarded the other party as her most respected teacher, but she never mentioned it.

The other party not only taught her how to control magic, but also let her gradually learn to look at the world with different eyes, and taught her a lot of ways to deal with people.

The status of the soul in the book in her heart is even equal to that of her dear brother.

"I admire you for this. You have always been a girl with light in your heart."

Hearing that the teacher did not refute, Laxana smiled happily.

But she shook her head slightly for what her teacher said:

"My magic is light, that is what I will bring to others. But I will be in the dark, this is my own persistence."

She knew very well what she was doing.

Demacia has strong enemies outside and contradictions inside.

Perhaps, what she did was outrageous, or it was accelerating the decline of Demacia.

But she believes that all upright Demacia people think the same as she does.

Honor, justice, kindness, mutual love, equality. This is the Demacia they know.

If such a Demacia did not exist from the beginning, then what is the point of everyone maintaining a false lie.

She has the confidence to build the real Demacia before Noxus attacks!

By then, even if Demacia is defeated and destroyed, she hopes to die bravely as the best Demacia, rather than being destroyed by internal turmoil.

Thinking of this, a bright smile appeared on her face, and her eyes became more determined.

She will become the deepest darkness of Demacia, and at the same time, she will also bring the brightest light to Demacia!