Chapter 220 When the Wind Rises

Majestic capital, magnificent square.

The people of Demacia were summoned, and today the top leaders will give an official explanation of the major events that have occurred recently.

"Please rest assured, citizens, Noxus will not cause any aggression to us. Their army is passing through to Freljord to fight against the Claw of Winter together with Demacia."

Tiana stood in the center and made a guarantee with great weight and rendering.

The Noxian army is about to enter Demacia, and she did not expect it to be so fast.

Such high mobility is enough to make Tiana feel scared, and this also proves that Noxus has been prepared for this.

However, when facing the people, Jarvan III is currently ill and bedridden, so Tiana has to stand up and tell the people.

Garen and Prince Jarvan have already set out to meet the upcoming Noxian army, and Tiana needs to stay with Seraphine to face the people who are a little panicked by the rumors.

"The one next to me is the envoy from Noxus, the apprentice of Council President Trifari, Miss Seraphine."

Tiana led Seraphine to the front of the stage, which was also the content that had been discussed long ago.

"I am very happy to meet everyone in Demacia. I am Seraphine. Noxus has no ill will towards you. This time, we came here for..."

When Seraphine just started to speak, the people of Demacia below did not accept it. Even after knowing that she was an envoy from Noxus, many people were ready to vent their anger.

But strangely, as Seraphine's brisk and soft voice sounded, the people below suddenly quieted down, just like a crying baby heard the lullaby sung by the mother, and it was like a sudden rainstorm. When the clouds and fog dissipated, all emotions were gently soothed.

They stood quietly below, listening to Seraphine's story about Noxus' willingness to give them technology and open a weapons manufacturing factory in Demacia.

Hearing these good news from the allies of Noxus, the faces of the people of Demacia began to show joy, becoming receptive and able to communicate.

There are only two things that make them feel satisfied and hopeful.

On the one hand, Noxus and Demacia are fighting together, and there is no war between the two countries.

On the other hand, Seraphine promised them future compensation for working in the factory.

They did not doubt the truth of what Seraphine said, perhaps because of the appeal in her words, or because she said too many details, making people believe it is true.

In any case, the citizens of Demacia could not feel disgusted with this young envoy.

Since the opening, Tiana has been standing in the back row, listening to Seraphine's story, and she has seen the reactions of the people below.

After confirming that matter with Laxana, her face has been bad.

Seraphine did not cast any magic, but her normal, ordinary narration would convince the listeners.

Even Tiana herself could not help but nod subconsciously, thinking that what Seraphine said was true.

This is not a good phenomenon, it can even be said to be terrible.

When Seraphine finished her speech as an envoy and stepped back, the people below were still a little reluctant.

They were still immersed in the beautiful blueprint. Not only that, after such an exchange, the image of Noxus had shifted a little in their eyes.

Noxus is no longer just a symbol of barbarism and plunder.

Perhaps this exchange group’s visit is an opportunity for the two countries to ease tensions, and as citizens of Demacia, they are fortunate to witness this great change.

Seraphine retreated to the back row, smiled at Tiana, and then stepped on the cool little stage and left.

"I thought she would reveal some things about the nobles."

Laxana retracted her gaze from Seraphine.

Tiana looked at the people slowly dispersing below and shook her head slightly:

"She doesn't need to do this. For Noxus, it needs a Demacia under the control of the nobles."

"I still don't understand what Noxus wants." Laxana couldn't help it.

She had always thought that she knew that Noxus wanted to annex or assimilate Demacia as a whole.

However, after communicating with Seraphine in the past two days, she found that this was not the case.

They did not think about assimilating civilians from the grassroots level, but wanted to use political and economic coercion to coerce the nobles of Demacia.

Although Demacia agreed to almost all of Noxus' requests.

But the reason is more that behind these policies, almost all of them are good for Demacia, and Noxus only gets petty profits.

"I don't know why they do this. Their attitude is as if Demacia has surrendered to them and become their subordinate." Tiana looked unhappy.

The support that Noxus gave to Demacia was more like the assistance of a suzerain state to a vassal state. They could not see the benefits they could get, and it was mostly friendly help.

"Subordinate?"

Laxana had a bold guess in her heart.

If in the eyes of Noxus, they had already controlled Demacia.

It seemed that doing all this was not strange.

But she thought about it again and laughed at herself, thinking that this idea was too absurd.

If Demacia was really controlled by Noxus, what were they doing now?

She shook her head, put the thought behind her, followed her aunt's steps, and headed towards the Castle of Dawn.

Today's busyness is not over yet, they still have many documents to approve.

After becoming one of the Eight Officials, she realized that there were so many complicated affairs to deal with every day, and the tasks were so heavy that she didn't even have time to practice the relevant knowledge about magic refining.

Now her daily leisure time is only enough for her to maintain her magic skills.

Laxana was a little anxious, although she remembered that her teacher once said that magic is like the vast starry sky, and the study of magic is endless.

She is not in a hurry for her own growth, she knows that there is still a lot to explore, learn and discover.

But

Her country could not wait for her to grow up quietly. As she grew up, the country was also changing. Under the influence of external forces and the intensification of internal conflicts

Since Laxana became a member of the Eight Officials, she has become more and more aware that there are too many things that cannot be solved by one's own strength, and too many things can be completely overturned by the words of just a few people.

Every time she thinks of this, Laxana always feels powerless, frustrated and even confused.

Despite this, she did not reveal her anxiety to anyone, even her teacher.

There are many things she needs to adapt to during this period, such as the change of identity, the coordination of positions, and the further study of magic.

Laxana's life is very fulfilling. She keeps moving forward and does not have much time to worry about things that have not happened or are impossible to happen.

She knows that this stage is crucial for her. The teacher cannot help her as much as teaching magic, and she can no longer rely on the teacher's support to stumble forward.

This is her growth and transformation.

And she is looking forward to that day.

War College, Hextech Department

"You want to take it to the battlefield?" Jace looked at the ground, his face full of shock.

In contrast, Victor's face was as calm as water:

"He was born for war, so he must accept the baptism of war."

Not far from the two of them, there was a monster with eight dark green iron claws on his lower body.

He closed his eyes tightly, and his face was engraved with old scars.

The most conspicuous part was his chest, where a Hex gem was inlaid. And on his thick arms, all kinds of guns and ammunition were loaded.

Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can feel that this is a war machine.

"He is a big killer. Put him on the battlefield." Jace lowered his eyebrows, with reluctance in his eyes, "It will cause a lot of casualties."

"Associate Professor Jace, is this all you realize?"

Victor spoke lightly, and his bright Hex blue eyes glanced at Jace.

At this moment, his body was covered with a steel body. Although he still looked like a human body, there was no flesh and blood left on his body.

There was no vivid expression on his face, but there was a hint of sneer in his voice:

"On the first day we transformed him, you should have known the consequences, Associate Professor Jace."

"I understand. It's just that." Jace spread his hands and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect this day to come so soon. Maybe you are right, I am more suitable to study the technology of people's livelihood."

The Hextech cyborg was originally the former executioner of the Empire. He was defeated by Victor and was eventually transformed by them and became a weapon controlled by Victor's consciousness.

Before this, Victor had mockingly warned him not to participate in this transformation, saying that with his personality, he would definitely not be able to accept the killing caused by this transformed body.

But he was not convinced in his heart, and still joined this transformation plan without listening to the advice.

The eight steel legs under the monster were made by him, and they contained 8 extremely unstable magic cubes, which could not only be used for short-term air suspension, but also cause huge damage by breaking the legs when necessary.

The design idea was not difficult, but it took him a lot of effort to ensure that the defective magic cube could provide energy and explode in a controlled manner.

He could imagine what this machine would be used for in the future, but when that moment came, he was still a little soft-hearted.

Past education always made him hesitate, and he also knew his shortcomings.

Contradictions always made Jayce a twisted person, and everyone around him knew it well.

"Well," Jayce paced in place, silent for a moment, glanced at Victor who was debugging the data, gritted his teeth, and still straightened his chest and said:

"Victor, I"

"Call me professor!" Victor interrupted mercilessly.

"Okay. Professor Victor, I want to go to the northern border of the empire."

"Are you serious?"

Victor continued to operate with his hands, but turned his head to Jayce, with surprise flashing in his Hex blue eyes.

Jayce is a good person. It can be said that he is a qualified politician, or a professional researcher.

But the only thing he lacks the most is the courage to attack the enemy on the battlefield.

Victor knew very well that if Jayce really met a child soldier from the enemy camp on the battlefield, he would be too soft-hearted to strike him.

No mistake, read the content of the first post in the 16-9 book!

Seeing Jayce nod, Victor said with a complicated tone:

"Do you want to die?"

"If I die there, it means that I will end here." Jayce's tail tone gradually sank.

Although they were guarding the border of Noxus instead of attacking Freljord, after Darius took the elite troops from the north, the Freljord tribe would inevitably attack them.

If he went to the border, he could fully imagine what would happen.

But at the same time, he also had a hunch that if he didn't go, he would be left behind by Victor.

In the future, he could only be the ignorant Councillor Talis in Piltover, and it would be impossible for him to become a professor of Hextech.

"Since you have decided, then follow it."

Countless emotions flashed in Victor's blue eyes. He stared at Jayce for a while, then turned his head and continued the final debugging.

Not long ago, under the witness of Orianna and Sindra, he completed the glorious mechanical ascension in the floating castle.

Ten Hex gems were fused together by Sindra in a special way, and his soul was fused into them.

After experiencing endless tearing pain, he found himself and retained all consciousness.

Because of the miracle of his soul fusion with the Hex gem, a special rune called "Hex Soul" came into being.

This rune became the key to his connection with other Hex machines.

As long as his energy is attached, he can control the magic cube and the machine made of Hex gems.

And as long as the life core formed by the fusion of ten Hex gems still exists, he can be immortal.

This time, he will let the whole Runeland hear the cry from Zaun.

This is what he has longed for.

The northern border of Noxus.

Three slender figures are hidden under the hooded robes, galloping quickly on the wilderness.

The figure of the leader flashed one after another, and magic continued to emerge.

On her right, the taller figure shot out the hook with his feet and moved forward at a very fast speed.

The graceful figure on the left, slightly behind the two, turned into a spider and moved forward by spinning and reeling in silk.

They moved very fast, often advancing a hundred meters in a few seconds.

"Senator Leblanc, you don't seem to have much magic power."

After entering a mountain range, Leblanc, the leader, stopped, and Camille swung the hook, and the shadow flashed and flew to her side.

"I can go faster, but you won't be able to keep up with me."

Facing Camille's ridicule, Leblanc did not have any negative expression, and even raised her red lips to reveal a charming smile.

In comparison, Elise's speed was slightly slower, and her breathing was slightly hurried when she caught up with the two.

Camille ignored the panting Elise, she had already scanned the surroundings, and her eyes fell on Leblanc:

"There are not many people around here, Senator Leblanc, it's time to talk about our goals."

In Swain's plan, what they have to do is to attract Ryze.

It sounds like a simple task, but it is not an easy task.

The three of them have learned about Ryze's information, and the other party is only interested in the world rune.

"In addition to rune magic, Ryze will naturally have the needs of others. He is about the same age as me, and for people of our age, there are always things worth remembering."

When Leblanc spoke, she did not look like a young woman at all, but like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life.

Camille did not comment on her words. Her age can be said to be quite old for humans, but she is the youngest in this team of three.

However, the older you are, the more things you have to remember?

There was a little self-mockery in her eyes. The things she thought were worth remembering had long disappeared, but the facts proved that they were still there.

"Does Ms. Leblanc think that Ryze is someone who would give up runes because of some old things?" Camille said, her tone as sharp as ever.

The Trifaree Council is not without competition.

The Speaker of the Council has absolute power to command the members, but among the members, except for the two who are beyond the specifications, even Leblanc cannot convince everyone.

Hearing Camille's doubt, Leblanc was not angry, but smiled faintly:

"Of course not, the World Rune is the meaning of Ryze's life. But this is not a multiple-choice question. In his eyes, this is a question that can be taken into account."

"Oh?"

Camille was more interested.

Elise, who was next to her, had been silently regulating her body without saying a word.

Leblanc looked in the direction of Freljord and said softly:

"Ryze can sense that we are looking for the World Rune in Demacia, and now we are still searching. This is a symbol that we have not found it yet."

Except for Councillor Trifarie, the Black Rose members in Demacia are completely unaware of the relevant information and are still searching under Leblanc's orders.

Camille agreed with this matter. If you want to confuse the enemy, you must first deceive yourself.

"In order to obtain more information from the outside world, Ryze needs Jarvan's power and needs to support him to take the position." Leblanc smiled coldly.

"Jarven. It seems that the thread of fate has connected him with the person Ryze misses." Camille's eyes flickered with amusement.

"Ryze once had a disciple born in Freljord. That disciple chose to pursue the power of the world rune, trying to merge with it." LeBlanc explained.

"It seems that he failed." Camille's tone was without any emotional fluctuations.

At least, that disciple did not succeed.

Otherwise, it should not be Ryze who survived, he is not a person who will live in vain.

In order to protect the rune, Ryze can do anything.

"Failed, but also succeeded." Leblanc laughed softly, "He successfully sublimated his soul and forged an alternative magical body. It's a pity that the rune was taken back by Ryze."

"It seems that he is not dead yet."

After listening to the other party's narration, Camille's eyes showed a look of enlightenment.

Leblanc's plan is not complicated.

As long as the two disciples know each other's existence, a conflict will break out that will attract Ryze's attention.

Seeing Leblanc nod gently, Camille's Hex blue eyes narrowed slightly:

"But. If that's all, it seems that we don't need to take action."

"Indeed, so we still need to complete a task."

Leblanc paused, and his tone became serious for a rare time:

"A task personally assigned by His Majesty the Speaker of the Council."