Chapter 391: Gravel Converging on Narimaj

North of Narimaje, the town of Ailder.

Boom!!!

This chaotic city ruled by warlords was captured by the Shurima Empire in less than half an hour.

The streets and alleys were full of civilians who were driven out. They all raised their heads and looked at the majestic figure suspended in the air in the center of the town.

"You were all once the people of Shurima."

Azir was suspended high in the air, holding up the scepter symbolizing the royal power of Shurima, looking down at the civilians below:

"Today, Shurima has returned again. And you will return to the embrace of Shurima. Narimaje will once again be the capital of Shurima."

"The sun of Shurima rises again, and the future of Shurima will be immortal!"

Hearing Azir's words, the numb eyes of the people below did not change at all.

But at this time, they began to cheer and shout strangely, and some were even so excited that they clapped their hands and jumped hard.

But no matter how they acted, the numbness in their eyes did not change at all.

Azir didn't know whether he ignored or didn't care, and just nodded with satisfaction.

After giving the order for everyone to go to Narimaj, he didn't care anymore, leaving a few sand soldiers and marching away.

In the town.

The people were forced to embark on the migration team, and in this team, a girl with short brown hair looked at the people next to her with a little sadness on her face.

"The desert emperor is just a bigger tyrant. Even more brutal than Noxus. Teacher, what should I do."

Her whispered voice did not receive any response.

After Azir left, the magic she controlled was enough to escape from this place.

But in the end, she decided to stay, at least to protect the people around her.

This is the lesson taught to her by her master who is passionate, impulsive and reckless.

Never hesitate, stick to things to the end.

She came back from Ionia to save Shurima.

Now, perhaps it is a good opportunity.

With a numb smile on her face, different from the others, she stepped forward to lend a hand to an old woman and helped her pick up the heavy package.

"Grandma Apu, let me help you!"

The old woman was slightly stunned, and replied with a wrinkled smile: "Talia, thank you."

The group slowly migrated towards Naerimajie. There were countless such teams around Naerimajie.

They were all slaves under various warlords, and Azir freed them from the warlords.

But for them, it was just joining a larger army, without any difference.

On the way, some people died, some were killed by sand soldiers when they fled, and some were ready to join the Shurima Empire.

In the end, these people continued to gather in Naerimajie, the former capital of Shurima.

After arriving here, they were managed by Nasus in batches and placed in the sand house built by Azir.

This originally empty city is now slowly becoming lively with the filling of foreign migrants.

On the high platform under the sun disk.

Sivir stood on the edge, letting the hot wind of Shurima blow through her clothes and long hair, and her eyes were fixed on the city below which was gradually changing:

"How many people were there in Shurima at its peak?"

"Tens of millions."

The steady voice of Nasus came from the side:

"But if we only talk about Nerimaj, the population at its peak was just over ten thousand."

"You just threw those who migrated from outside in one place and ignored them?" Sivir said with a hint of meaning.

"Of course not. I learned a lot from Noxus."

Nasus shook his head, walked half a body behind Sivir, and looked down at the city below with her and said:

"Based on everyone's talents, we will let them freely engage in the professions they want to do, as long as they pay the corresponding taxes."

"Everyone is equal? ​​I remember that Noxus has implemented a tiered tax collection." Sivir asked curiously.

After watching for a few days, although she herself did not know much about managing a country, the feeling that Shurima gave her was really not much different from those primitive tribes of slavery.

All Shurima's high-ranking officials seem to believe that as long as they have military power in their hands and provide the people with better conditions than before, they will agree from the bottom of their hearts and devote their energy and physical strength to work without limit.

Of course, this is indeed a kind of grace for the current Shurimans.

But compared with the current Noxus, Sivir always feels like coming to a primitive tribe.

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"Your Highness, Noxus is different from us." Nasus shook his head and said, "Noxus' strength and power are linked to status, and status requires corresponding obligations."

"Noxus encourages the weak to become stronger, and is proud of the strong paying more, which is consistent with us. But the difference from us is that they rely on the promotion of policies, while we are the most virtuous representatives selected by the Ascended Gods."

"And in comparison, we are actually more tolerant of the weak. Although the weak do not even have to pay taxes in Noxus, the whole society has an implicit rejection of them. Although we have to pay taxes, they are no different from other powerful people." Nasus said.

"Okay!"

Sivir shrugged slightly. She roughly understood the thoughts of Nasus and other Ascended Gods.

In their eyes, although civilians are the foundation of the empire, no matter how strong or weak they are, no matter how much they contribute, there is no difference in their eyes.

Because in the eyes of these Ascended Gods, no matter how much mortals contribute, it is just something they do casually.

And the selection of Ascended Gods is not based on contribution and strength, but on virtue and character.

Only those who are considered saints are qualified to become Ascended Gods.

Otherwise, even if you save thousands of people, you will not be qualified to become Ascended Gods.

Of course, she and Cassiopeia, Xerath, Renekton and Azir are all unexpected situations, not basic situations.

The energy of the Sun Disc is not really endless. Standing under it, Sivir can clearly feel that

Although calculated by energy, the other end of the Sun Disc is connected to so much energy that she is shocked.

But the Sun Disc itself does not support unlimited appropriation of that energy.

Ascending once every few years is already the limit, and it won't cause the sun disk to collapse.

"Your Highness, you came to me today, it shouldn't be to ask about policy." Nasus said.

"Of course." Sivir nodded and said calmly, "I don't want to be involved in political and military affairs, and you probably won't let me be involved. But I need to have the right to decide on the economic aspects of these people."

"Of course." Nasus bowed slightly, "You are the crown prince of Shurima, and you are also a member of the Crown of Glory."

In his eyes, it is a good thing that Sivir wants to manage Shurima.

Aatrox originally wanted Sivir to replace Azir, or let the two parties rule the empire together.

For them, as long as the empire is moving in a good direction, they don't care much about how it changes.