Chapter 241: Demacia National Assembly in the Eyes of Returnees

Xiongdu.

In the early morning, the loud bang of Galio's landing kicked off the unusual day.

In the stone-paved streets, people gathered in the grand square.

In the crowd, a dark-skinned woman in hot clothes looked around with interest:

"Lucian, you said before that this place is the same as when we left, but it seems that this is not the case."

Beside the woman stood a tall black man with a calm face. He had two pistols on his waist. The muscles of his upper arms and calves were very developed, giving people a sense of well-trained reliability.

However, Lucian's face at this moment was a little confused:

"Senna, I swear this place was not like this when I left."

Just now, a team of mages stopped them and questioned some personal information.

The two of them were strangers in Xiongdu, and being stopped by patrol soldiers was nothing. They had experienced this kind of thing many times.

But this is Demacia!

Damn it, how could a team of mages appear on the street! ?

"It seems that after so many years, your unchanging hometown has also changed a bit." Senna said with a smile.

"They will change, but my love for you and my determination to destroy the Black Mist will never change." Lucian turned his head to look at her, his eyes full of infinite tenderness and love.

They had just escaped from the Shadow Isles a few days ago. This was his reunion with his wife Senna after many years.

He never wanted to experience the pain of his beloved being imprisoned by the Shadow again. For this reason, they must be the first to defeat the Shadow.

This is also the reason why he returned to his hometown this time, looking for teammates who can fight alongside them.

Now the world has not yet realized the danger of the Shadow Isles, and he must explain the danger there to everyone.

"Lucian, I love you too." Senna sighed, "But we don't have time. We must cherish every minute of the present."

"I will." Lucian nodded seriously, "I just found out that Demacia has abolished the ban on magic, and now mages can walk in the sun."

"So what?" Senna frowned slightly, "mages can cause damage to shadows, but the effect is extremely limited."

"The strongest killing power against shadows is light, and the strongest mage in Demacia today is light attribute, and she is a girl." Lucian's eyes swept around.

"I have heard of her. It seems that she is one of the eight officials here."

Senna's implication of this remark is that she is not optimistic about Lucian's ability to win over the other party.

"That is a kind girl. The last time I came back here, I heard people around me talking about her deeds." Lucian explained gently, "If we tell her the truth, she will join the Sentinels of Light."

The Sentinels of Light are a religious organization where Lucian and Senna belong.

This world is not only the gathering place of the undead, Shadow Isle. Because of Shadow Isle, the barrier between the material and spiritual planes is extremely weak, and evil spirits appear in many places.

The Sentinels of Light hide silently in the dark of Runeland, hunting the evil in the black fog where the shadow appears.

They maintain the balance between the spiritual and material worlds, secretly protect humans from the invasion of the black fog and evil spirits.

"I hope so." Senna turned her head, "Today is the day she convened a national meeting, and we can just see how she performs."

In fact, the relationship between her and Lucian is very complicated. Her teacher Urias is Lucian's father.

After her teacher died in battle, she came into contact with Lucian in order to convey the obituary, and by various coincidences, she became Lucian's guide and entrusted the gun left by his father to him.

In countless times of fighting side by side, they naturally fell in love with each other.

But because of a battle many years ago, her body was destroyed and her soul was also plundered by a powerful existence in Shadow Isle.

Until

she heard the familiar gunshot again, the cage was broken, and she was revived again, and saw the figure she missed all the time.

"Let's go." Lucian nodded calmly and took the lead to step forward.

After rescuing Senna, he learned a shocking news from her.

Soon, the black fog of Shadow Isles will spread, spread and cover the entire Runeland.

By then, the entire continent will be devastated.

They will not allow such a thing to happen, so they must seize every minute and every second!

Not long after, the two came to the magnificent square.

Looking at the white stone square in front of her, Senna looked around for a while, and couldn't help saying:

"The person you mentioned can really help us."

No wonder she thought so. In front of them, Galio, who was hundreds of meters away, was bathed in a faint light, as if he was charging.

She could see at a glance that someone was sending magic into the big guy in front of her.

The magic power that was delivered alone was enough to evaporate her into ashes.

Senna's eyes flickered with something strange.

Although she was successfully revived, she was no longer the same person she once was.

The light now was a harm to her who once believed in light.

"The world is so big, there are always some people with extraordinary talents." Lucian shrugged slightly.

This world has never lacked geniuses, but the most precious thing is the emergence of a kind-hearted person who is willing to dedicate himself to mankind.

Those gods and prophets, he believed they existed, but he also held a contemptuous attitude.

If they really had noble character, then where were they when they were fighting the darkness?

"I feel you are bragging." Senna smiled.

"My strength is not as good as hers." Lucian's mouth corners curled up, but he did not deny it.

Although he was weak enough to watch his lover being taken away, at least now it seems that the result is not bad.

"Character and responsibility, this is what I have always admired about you." Senna said affectionately, and helped him straighten his collar.

The two of them mixed in the crowd. Because of their equipment and skin color, they were a little conspicuous, but they did not receive much attention. Now the Demacians are all looking at the eight officials and regional representatives who are on stage.

Although they are all common faces in previous years, at such a special moment, everyone is secretly nervous and excited, and can't wait to know what will happen.

But there is one thing that is strange. In addition to Laxana, there are only six of the eight officials entering the venue.

Grand Marshal Tiana was not present.

After a while, Lucian retracted his gaze and leaned towards Senna: "It seems that it is about to begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden beam of light suddenly fell from the sky and landed directly on Galio's shoulder.

The light faded, and Luxana stood at the top with her hair half tied up and a long skirt that reached the ground.

Compared with the girl next door and the majestic Eight Officials in the past, today's Luxana

revealed a compelling aura in her nobility.

"Something is wrong, her aura is too strong." Senna frowned slightly.

Although it was the first time they met, she still felt the problem.

The girl in front of her was not as kind and gentle as Lucian described. She gave people a strong sense of oppression. Instead, there was an image that described her more appropriately

The Queen!

"It seems that some explosive news will be announced today." Lucian put his hand on Senna's shoulder and said in a low voice.

Buzz——

Luxana's body burst out with a powerful light, which quickly enveloped everyone below.

In a trance, a warm and friendly feeling rose from everyone's heart, very comfortable, just like bathing in the warm sun in winter.

This large-scale magic suppressed the discussion of the Demacians. They raised their heads high and looked at the figure standing on Galio's shoulder at this time, with awe and submission in their eyes.

Then, the eight officials looked at each other. Although Elinor was unwilling in her heart, she looked at Grantham with empty eyes and felt the malice of Sylas behind her, and nodded slightly.

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

Wow!

All the Demacians saw the next move of the eight officials, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"Hey, Lucian, is this the etiquette for you to meet the king?" Even Senna, as an outsider, showed a difference in her expression.

Not to mention Lucian, he had already lowered his chin slightly and fell into deep thought.

Under the gaze of everyone, seven of the eight officials bowed to Laxana in the air and performed the etiquette of meeting the king.

Behind them, most representatives from various regions also performed the same etiquette.

At first, the Demacians thought that this national meeting was just about disaster relief, and at most they would express their condolences to the dead.

But unexpectedly, the result was more exciting than expected!

People with quick minds soon realized that this meeting might symbolize the change of royal power in Demacia!

The old king, Jarvan III, had disappeared from everyone's sight for a long time, and most people had a premonition that he was no longer good, both physically and in position.

And Prince Jarvan's prestige and reputation were not enough to be recognized by most people.

If Laxana had not appeared, everyone would agree that Jarvan had succeeded to the throne.

But the sudden appearance of Laxana made many people wonder if Demacia had a better choice.

Before that, they only dared to think about it in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, it really came true today.

"Three days ago in Dawn Castle, Jarvan III took the last step in his glorious life. We will pay our highest condolences to the king's death."

Laxana's voice reached everyone's mouth, like a breeze, but it made everyone's heart tighten.

At this time, they suddenly discovered that after the faint light of Galio's body dissipated, his hands were holding a silver-white coffin.

Although they couldn't see inside, everyone had guessed that this was Jarvan III's coffin.

The Demacians showed sadness on their faces and lowered their heads slightly.

According to Demacia's tradition, a moment of silence ceremony needs to be held in the magnificent square on the day of the king's death.

"Jarvan III. Real name was born in. He became the king of Demacia in the continental calendar. He was known for his kindness and grace throughout his life. During his reign."

Laxana slowly spoke and narrated Jarvan III's life.

Jarvan III reigned for a very long time. During his reign, he did not have any remarkable achievements, but no major events that harmed the country occurred.

However, at the end of Jarvan III's reign, the abolition of the ban on magic occurred. Because of this event, he will also leave a strong mark in the history of Demacia.

In just ten minutes, Laxana finished describing Jarvan III's life.

The Demacians could not hide their sorrow on their faces.

It's not that no one maliciously speculated on the cause of Jarvan III's death. Some time ago, there was news that Jarvan III's serious illness was related to Eldred of the Crown Guard.

But until now, no one has admitted or denied this statement.

After Jarvan III passed away, everyone knew that the successor should be Laxana, a very young girl from the Crown Guard.

However, the Demacians did not reject it. They saw everything Laxana did for Demacia.

Even if she put aside her identity as a Crown Guard, she was qualified enough to become the king of Demacia.

Laxana's words ended, but everyone's emotions had not subsided and they were still immersed in sadness.

Suddenly, Senna and Lucian's faces changed slightly and they looked at each other.

"Is this a shout of killing?" Senna said uncertainly.

Their bodies are different from those of ordinary people, and they can clearly hear the noise not far from the capital.

To the north of the capital, there are large-scale behemoths charging and soldiers shouting.

"Grand Marshal Tiana didn't come to this meeting." Lucian said the key to the problem.

"Should we go and help?" Senna suggested with a smile.

Lucian shook his head: "Everything here makes me feel strange. We just need to wait. And don't you think that the expression of the future queen is a little abnormal?"

Senna raised her eyebrows slightly and looked up. It was obvious that Laxana's eyes were half closed, as if she was trying to hold back the sadness in her heart.

It is not surprising that the king has passed away.

But Laxana must be an insider of the king's death. It is impossible that her expression is still so real after so long.

Unless she is mourning something else.

"I heard that the death of Jarvan III is related to the Crown Guard family."

Lucian whispered in Senna's ear, his voice was almost inaudible.

Senna's face changed slightly, but she felt strange in her heart.

If Jarvan III's death was related to the Crownguard, then Laxana shouldn't have shown such an expression.

Unless