Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

At sunset, the Philos family.

With his back hunched over, Stevan sat on the head seat of the Philos family, stroking the wooden armrests that have been passed down for nearly a hundred years, with nostalgia on his face:

"Sister, this position should be yours. This time you are back, and it should be returned to you."

"Put away your thoughts, Stevan. Decades have passed, and you are still so cowardly. Philos wants to be strong, and he has to use iron and blood."

Camille looked stern, and she sat by the window, watching the sun go down.

"Time has not left any mark on your face, I am old, and my children and grandchildren are not good. Perhaps it was a wrong choice to have Hakim operate on you at that time, otherwise your grandchildren should be as old as Miss Gilamain. .." Stevan rambled on some memories.

Retracting her gaze from the window, Camille stared at her brother with a frown. It wasn't because he mentioned Hakim, she had no feelings for that name for a long time. Instead, I think... It seems that because of his age, Stevan is indeed not suitable for the position of the head of the family.

Seeing Camille's gaze, Stevan's eyes darkened even more.

Although we haven't seen each other for a few years, but after getting along for decades, no one knows his sister better than him.

Since Hakim completed the augmentation technology on her, she has lost her human emotions.

She is now like a sophisticated instrument, living only to execute the set program.

And there are only two programs: to protect Piltover, and to keep the Philos family prosperous forever.

"Stevan, you should let the children born in the honeypot see the world. This incident is a good training ground."

"Evan and the others are less than 15 years old, and his father's generation has already worked as a clerk in Piltover." Stewan's face was very bad.

Camille frowned and scolded: "Indulgence will make Philos decay!"

"Everything we do is for the enjoyment of our children and grandchildren. If they have to go through danger like us, why is the family strong?" Stewan raised his head and confronted his sister for the first time.

Camille has led the family to be strong for half a century, Philos has enjoyed endless glory, and he is deeply infatuated with the feeling of being the head of the family.

But in the years that Camille left, everything changed, and it was he who supported the whole family again. Philos once again did not retreat into the background, and at least two seats in the parliament were willing to listen to his arrangements.

He has been tired all these years. Although he still can't let go of the position of the head of the family, he doesn't want to let his children and grandchildren shoulder this burden.

"I appreciate your attitude, but I will still carry out my will. Stevan, reality will tell you that you will be slaughtered without strength, just like you are now old."

Camille doesn't want to argue with her brother, she likes to use practical actions to solve problems.

"Sister, I heard that you went to see Mr. Meredith not long ago." Stewan didn't bother, but instead asked.

Camille made a pledge in parliament yesterday, he knew his sister, and he must act tonight.

"I can probably be sure that Zaun has his support behind him." Camille said lightly.

Stevan's face was slightly stunned: "Did Noxus ever promise not to target Piltover as long as you serve them?"

"He and the Emperor of Noxus are not of one mind. Since he joined Noxus, he has been Swain's adjutant."

Camille sighed when she saw the puzzled look on Stevan's face:

"Stevan, don't limit your eyes to Piltover, Runeterra is huge. After I went out, I realized that Piltover's advancement and progress have always been compared to yesterday's self, not the whole world."

"Is Noxus really as strong as rumored? It stands in the center of the continent, conquering the Freljord in the north, Demacia in the west, Shurima in the south, and Ionia in the east?" in disbelief.

Or, in his eyes, if Noxus was really that strong, Piltover would at least not be weaker than those Noxus crusades.

"Don't be blinded by narrow vision. Take Meredith as an example. You should have heard his nickname."

Camille looked serious and felt that it was necessary to give his brother some knowledge.

"Blood Mist Adjutant?" Stewan said uncertainly, "The suffix is ​​Adjutant, so he shouldn't be a particularly powerful person."

Camille raised her brows and looked half-smiling:

"Adjutant? Do you know how many elite Noxian lieutenants he is? He can command a legion of 100,000 men, and those are only under his and Swain's orders."

"One hundred thousand people!? Piltover and Zaun have that many people." Stevan's eyes widened.

He couldn't imagine the scene of so many people charging in iron armor. Even if Piltover's cutting-edge fort shot smoke, it would definitely not kill so many people.

"Hehe, Stevan. The strategist commander Swain is the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Front, and Meredith is his adjutant, and they have dominated all the wars of the Noxian Empire against Ionia over the years. ' Camille sneered.

"Ionia can withstand the constant attack of 100,000 people for several years, so it should not be weak."

Piltover is located in the Noxus encirclement, and even a top-level family owner like Stewan rarely cares about the news from the outside world.

They only need to know that they have a good relationship with Noxus, and the rest of the country is being crusaded by Noxus. Usually taking advantage of this, they still have a little sense of superiority.

"Ionia? There are so many people out there who are better than me, and they could easily destroy Piltover."

Hearing the understatement in Camille's tone, Stevan suppressed the horror in his heart, his eyes kept flashing, and he began to re-examine the world.

After thinking for a moment, Stewan frowned slightly, and a question arose in his heart:

"Where is Myrdalda's place in Noxus?"

Camille glanced at him, knowing exactly what his brother wanted to ask:

"There was also a struggle within Noxus. Swain and Meredith's elite army was trapped in Presidian by their own people. That's why that war was lost. After a few months of isolation Without help, everyone thought they were going to die in Ionia."

"But in the end they survived and became Noxus legends," Stevan sighed, and the story even reached Piltover.

The strategist led Swain, and the blood mist adjutant Meredith, the two of them abruptly killed themselves from the central city of Ionia, Presidian, and returned to the empire.

"On their return, the two voluntarily relinquished command of the Eastern Front of Noxus, and it was Myrdalda who took over."

"It sounds like Myrdalda is weaker than the two in strength and power." Stewan analyzed.

"Myrdalda is second only to the forces behind the fourth-line commander. Stevan, don't forget, the little girl councilor of the Myrdalda family is just a nominally abandoned daughter of the family." Camille mocked, she was not In targeting Stewan, but looking down on the entire Piltover.

To be played with by a little girl from Noxus, this gang deserves to die.

"I can roughly understand, but even if they have contradictions, with the strength of Meredith, we can't resist it..."

Stevan looked helpless, and even added honorifics to Ryan's name.

The ignorant is fearless. When he knows more, it is difficult to see the world with the previous mentality.

"Noxus will not bring us to our knees by force. There are things we, as Lady Piltover, must do."

Camille looked at the last rays of the sunset outside, stood up, turned around and warned Stewan:

"Stevan, do your duty as the head of the family. You have done a good job these years. Don't let my support for you waver."

After saying that, she turned out the window, and the hooks on her feet flew out, nailing the tree trunk not far away, and her body swayed in the air and left.

In the room, Stewan sat in the seat of the head of the house, looking through the window at the shadows in the dark, and whispering in a complicated voice:

"Camille, since you changed to the original crystal heart, you have always looked at me and my family in a programmed way. This world is not black and white again, it is exquisite gray!"