Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"Oh, such a speech is really exciting!" Kled still stood, with excitement and blood on his face.

"General Kled, do you want to have your own seat in the hall?" Ryan asked with a smile.

"No, no, it's too troublesome to discuss things, just let me know if there is a war. Oh! My lizard! Skar, where are you!"

Kled seemed to remember that he was looking for the lizard and left the hall with a mad dash.

"Is this the yordle? I heard that in Bandle City, their gathering place, everyone uses magic."

Behind Ryan, there was a cold female voice with interest.

I don't know when, Syndra in a black robe sat in the seat of the councilor. Her deep black eyes looked at everything in the hall, full of curiosity and curiosity.

"Bandle City, according to legend, is a magical place constructed by magic, and only the yordles have the key to it."

Ryan sat on the seat, did not turn to look at her, but explained softly.

"Our previous vision deviates from reality, and based on what you have learned in Piltover, we can solve it and come up with a new point of view."

Syndra's delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and her beautiful face showed a little complacence.

"You should be very busy today, tell me tomorrow. Your talent is really good, and you can learn magic much faster than me." Ryan smiled.

"Humph!"

Syndra's face was covered with frost, and it seemed to recall some bad memories:

"Mortals only fear the power they don't understand, that's their ignorance!"

"So Noxus is more suitable for you. As long as you become strong enough, no one can disobey you, and everyone will respect you. Just like you are sitting in the seat of the senator now, the rest of the people will not say anything. Do not."

While the two of them were talking, Swain finished his imperial inauguration speech, and when he saw Syndra appearing behind Ryan, he nodded slightly in greeting.

Syndra's strength is enough to sit in the seat of a member of parliament. Even if the other party wants to, it can replace one of the three of them.

"So I like the feeling of following you. Strength comes first. I like it very much."

Syndra's delicate red lips were upturned, leaning against the seat of the senator.

Ryan smiled slightly and turned his eyes back to the front.

The world is always full of underachievers, and Noxus can give them a stage, which is exactly what their Trifali Council is going to do.

Of course, he was in charge of external affairs, while Swain was in charge of internal affairs, which was decided at the beginning of Trifali's establishment.

There are not many things he needs to work on today. Now that he has dealt with Reese's defense, he just needs to sit in his seat and listen to Swain reading out the announcements after Trifali took over the empire. Some empires full of axiology Code.

The announcement, which will be announced in the Empire tomorrow, will be known to every Noxian.

When the other party finishes reading, what should be done today will be completed.

But near the end, Ryan's brows were slightly raised, revealing an interesting color.

After Swain finished reading, he also looked at the door of the confinement.

Ryan ticked slightly in the direction of the gate, and the tall stone gate was suddenly opened. He whispered in that direction:

"Draven Executioner, I have long admired the name."

Standing outside the door was a muscular Draven with a rebellious face.

He pouted, glanced inside with a guilty conscience, and slowly walked into the hall with a clear lack of breath in his tone:

"I heard that parliamentarians rely on strength to rise to the top?"

He didn't listen carefully to what Swain said, and after hearing that someone with strength can become the Master, he came non-stop.

He saw a vacant vice-chairman seat in the hall, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to it:

"I think it's nice there!"

"There's your seat."

After Swain said it plainly, a six-eyed crow landed on the ordinary seat behind Darius' seat.

"I should sit..."

Delevingne met Ryan's half-smiling gaze, thinking of the dark orb poured down before, and laughed twice:

"Well, I'll sit in the back, sit in the back!"

After he took his seat as an ordinary member of parliament, he seemed to have thought of something. He patted his forehead, raised his head and asked Ryan:

"Yes... don't we respect our strength?"

"If you have the strength, I don't mind giving up my position." Ryan smiled.

"Don't, don't, I don't think so, you and Swain are definitely this." Draven gave a thumbs up.

But then, he pointed to the vice president seat in front of him:

"I'm not convinced at this position. Is there anyone better than me in Noxus besides the two of you?"

Just kidding, in terms of force, who can match him in the Empire?

He also saw the woman behind Swain and Ryan.

In his opinion, his position should not be the same as that of girls. Isn't that despising him too much, Draven?

"I just want to recall him. In the future, he will command the Trifali chapter. If you have any objections, you are welcome to challenge, and I will prepare the arena for you."

The corners of Ryan's mouth were slightly upturned, his arms flicked slightly, and a rune matrix appeared next to him.

This matrix is ​​connected to his castle, and a similar matrix appears over the castle, just like a transit station.

The magic was instantly transmitted across thousands of miles.

Freljord, Noxian Camp.

Darius looked at the rune matrix that appeared in front of him, put the axe on his shoulder, turned his head and shouted towards the camp:

"Stay in place and wait for the will of the empire!"

After that, his figure disappeared into the rune matrix.

Appearing again, he was already in a familiar hall.

As soon as he stood still, he heard a familiar voice.

"Let me tell you, I'm not blowing it. When that person comes, I can cut him to his knees and beg for mercy with one axe, and he has to call me Big Brother with two axe!"

"Yo, here it is! Look at me..."

Draven's noisy words continued, but Darius frowned.

Without thinking, he threw the axe out of his hand.

boom! ! !

The pitch-black giant axe was completely submerged into the ground, less than one centimeter away from Draven.

Seeing this black double-edged battle axe, although he hadn't seen the specific appearance of the tall figure in the rune matrix, Draven completely froze.

After the blue light dissipated and he could clearly see the appearance of the tall and mighty body, his eyes widened, the boss jumped up from the chair, slipped and knelt on the ground.

From the perspective of Ryan and others, it was as if he had been knocked down by an axe.

"Daraus, long time no see. However, there is a challenger for you here and I need you to deal with it." Ryan chuckled softly.

"give me some more time!"

Darius made a rough voice like a tough guy, and his tall body walked towards Draven step by step, feeling extremely oppressive.

"I heard you want to chop me down with an axe?"

"Cough, my axe is lost, otherwise it will definitely make you look good."

Delevingne lowered his gaze in a guilty conscience. If his axe hadn't been destroyed, he would definitely go up and give him two blows.

"Draven, my stupid brother, it seems that after so many years, you still haven't learned how to respect the strong!"

Darius grabbed the handle of the axe and pulled it out of the ground, the heavy giant axe seemed to have no weight in his hand:

"I welcome your challenge, if you are prepared to die!"