Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Around the same time, the Piltover South Town Fair.

"We in Piltover have prospered for 200 years and faced numerous crises, but we have beaten them time and time again. And..."

On the high podium, Jess dressed in a suit expressed his emotions in a eloquent manner.

"To this end, we need everyone's help, and I hope everyone can contribute."

......

After half an hour, the people who filled the square dispersed.

Mel was calm and smiling, and held a glass of water and handed it to Jace:

"How does it feel to serve the people?"

Jace took a gulp of water, with annoyance on his face:

"I really miss the old days, I'd rather spend a whole day in the lab. By the way, how's the results of speeches these days?"

"Don't be too hasty, it will take a little time for the people to get out of their comfort."

Mel took the water glass, handed it to his butler, and walked with Jace in the square.

"Time... What we lack the most is time, and I can feel the heavy burden on me."

There was a worried look on Jace's face.

He walks the coastline every day, and the Zaun on the opposite side changes every day. He can see the haze hovering in the sky of Zaun dissipating during the day. He can see robots on the other side guarding the shore, and he can see a lot of each other. Dilapidated dilapidated buildings were demolished and replaced by exquisite small attics.

Zaun is getting a new look from a rundown and abandoned city.

It's been half a month for everyone, and what are they doing in Piltover?

did nothing!

Without Zaun's factories, they don't even have a place to monetize their technology.

It took a lot of hard work to complete the factory, and the people were not willing to work at all.

Piltover can't promise the future like Zaun, and the people don't want to have a hard time. Can't drive slaves like Noxus, they have no prisoners of war, let alone now

The lawmakers are reluctant to increase their pay because of lack of money. It is really difficult for him to be a lawmaker.

"Mel..."

Jess opened his mouth, wanting to ask the other party to provide funds to improve the working conditions of the people, but thinking that the factory was basically funded by the Midalda family, he was suddenly filled with guilt and closed his mouth.

"Jace."

Mel's expression took on a serious look, and he reached out to straighten Jace's tie:

"Piltover is not your city alone, you have to learn how to come to terms with other people."

"Consensus? Same as at the Grand Theater?"

Jace remembered the night of Viktor's break with Piltover, where he would be socializing with several other MPs at the Grand Theater.

After Mel's guidance, he understood that if he wanted to be a stable member of the parliament, he had to establish a good relationship with the rest of the people, and he had to put some sand in his eyes to achieve what he really wanted.

For a split second, Jace thought a lot. Recalling Victor's departure, Camille did not ask about world affairs in the Law Enforcement Bureau. However, Caitlin still abides by justice every day, but after becoming a member of parliament, her face is getting worse day by day.

Is it better for Piltover...

His eyes swept around, Piltover was golden in the sunlight, and every beautiful building seemed to be covered with a layer of gold.

This is where he grew up, there are profit-seeking parliamentarians, professors dedicated to science, craftsmen full of skills, law enforcement officers serving the public, apprentices full of longing...

His eyes swept to the airship in the air, with his portrait engraved on it.

I don't know since when, he also changed from an apprentice to a member of parliament. But his ambition has never changed, the city has nurtured him, and he wants to protect the city at all costs.

However, he rarely seems to think about what other people want...

Benefit? Knowledge? wealth? happiness? life?

Perhaps... understanding them is what holds the hearts of all Piltovers together.

Jace took a deep breath and put his hands on Mel's shoulders with a very serious expression:

"I understand. Although I don't understand why they put their interests above Piltover's safety, but in order to protect this place, I will understand what they want."

The corners of Mel's mouth rose slightly, his eyes met Jace's sincere eyes, and he inadvertently said:

"If you want to understand this, you must first understand the structure of the entire Pied City. How many classes do you think there are here?"

Jess frowned subconsciously, thought for a while, and guessed uncertainly:

"Two? Members and the public?"

"No, there are four, the big nobles, the small nobles, the middle people, and the common people."

Hearing Mel's words, Jace subconsciously murmured along her train of thought:

"The big nobles are Philos and Myrdalda, and maybe Professor Heimerdinger can be counted. The representatives of the minor nobles are Gila Mann, or Tallis, who I represent. Most of the members are of this class. Go down. the middle-class citizens, Marcus?"

Mel nodded slightly: "He is one of them, and there are many managers who grasp the important affairs of the city-state. They have no family background, and they all rely on knowledge and strength to reach the current level. The people at the bottom are the groups we need to mobilize."

"The middle and ordinary people of Piltover have enjoyed peace for far too long, and they have no concept of crisis, let alone Zaun..."

Mel didn't finish his words, but Jace already had a clear understanding in his mind:

"Piltover has crushed Zaun for hundreds of years, and they don't really think that the other side will threaten them. Crises happen from time to time, but they don't cause any harm to them."

"But... a congressman died, and Gilamain's house was blown up." Jace looked puzzled.

This time is different from before. It's not like when his house was bombed, only one building was destroyed, but a member of parliament died and another member's home was moved flat.

"That's what you saw, not what the people heard." Mel smiled.

"How?" Jace looked slightly stunned, with curiosity in his eyes.

He never felt that the answer was so close to him, within reach, only separated by a layer of veil.

"This gentleman..."

Mel didn't answer Jace, but suddenly stopped a middle-aged gentleman in a suit passing by.

The gentleman seemed to be in poor health and his clothes were a little worn out, but when he was stopped by Mel, he tidied up his clothes meticulously, and then turned around tremblingly with a cane:

"Good afternoon, Senator Myrdalda, what can I do for you?"

After a few breaths, the gentleman bowed respectfully to Mel.

"Are you Colin Levick? Your body doesn't matter." Jace looked surprised and recognized the gentleman.

The other party is the owner of a workshop in Nancheng District, and he is also a great inventor. The most powerful technology is the production of prosthetic limbs. Almost every prosthetic limb of Picheng nobles is made by the other party.

When he was still studying at the academy, he worked in this gentleman's workshop. The other party is also a daughter slave. He has a daughter who is proficient in making dolls. Maybe it is because he often touches dolls, or because Colin is too spoiled, he always feels that the girl's character and body are a bit strange.

And because of many years of home research and experimental accidents, Colin suffered from chest pain a few years ago, and it didn't take long for him to live.

"Mr. Talis, it's been a long time since I saw you. When you were there, I thought you would have a bright future."

Although Colin smiled reluctantly because of the chest pain, his eyes and demeanor revealed sincere blessings.

"Mr. Colin, you also know that our Senator Tallis is busy recruiting recently, so I would like to ask your opinion on this matter."

There was a polite smile on the corner of Mel's mouth. Knowing that the other party was not in good health, he deliberately asked the butler behind him to help the other party to sit on a stone bench.

"Opinion?" Colin coughed twice, no doubt he had expressed his own opinion, "Congressman Tallis has a good idea, I also think Piltover needs to be more energetic, but... "

Having said that, Colin looked embarrassed and hesitated for a while without speaking.

"Can you be specific? If it's my problem, I also need you to correct me. I remember when I was an apprentice, I was in a hurry. You and Orianna have always pointed out my mistakes bluntly."

Jace felt something wrong in his heart, and looked at Colin expectantly.

"A lot of things have happened in Piltover recently. First, Zaun became independent. Ordinary people don't feel this deeply, so our Workshop Street has been affected. After all, our suppliers are all from Zaun."

Colin was still a little hesitant, but after seeing Jace's sincere face, he sighed and continued:

"Later, I heard that a congressman died, and the people above said that he died from the terrorist attack in Zaun, but we don't really believe it in our hearts."

"Why? That thing was indeed done by the Zaun." Jace's expression changed slightly.