Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"Brother! I was wrong!"

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Darius's giant axe stood next to the seat of the vice president, less than 2 centimeters away from Draven, which made him shiver.

Let him look at people, he is not soft.

But to have a fight with his brother, his brain is not broken.

Darius' strikes were not serious, except that he was a little better to Quileta, and he was ruthless.

Seeing that his younger brother was obedient, Darius grinned twice, and sat down on the seat of the vice president.

Delevingne can be the seat in the back, and if he wants to come, his position should be here.

"Welcome back, Vice President Darius. From today onwards, the will of the Empire will be upheld by us. President Ryan is in charge of external affairs, and I am in charge of internal affairs." Swain said in a low voice.

"I am in charge of the attack, which is exactly what I want."

Darius' rough face was full of fighting intent, and nodded happily.

"I haven't won a few times, and I like it so much..."

Before Draven could finish his murmur, his brother gave him a glance back, and immediately sat down, his eyes full of energy, as if he was listening intently.

"The wheels of the imperial war will not stop, but it will not be as frequent as it is now." Swain said, "The burden of war on the empire is too heavy, and we need a while."

"The empire needs to be smooth and transitional at the moment. General Darius, the Trifali Chapter will be handed over to you. They are all former subordinates of me and Swain." Ryan said.

"The sharpest spear in the Empire, I love this challenge. Give me a few days and they'll be back on the battlefield." Darius' eyes gleamed with excitement.

Seeing that the other party looked like a war madman, Ryan smiled.

Darius is different from Imistan. If Darius is in charge of the Trifary Chapter, he will only be himself in the front line every time.

In every war, Darius would be out of touch with his comrades, which would lead to confusion in the outcome of the war.

Darius needs an elite army in order to show his talents.

"We are sitting here today because too many Noxians want us to stand up. Not a single Imperial general or civilian stands in our way today, which is proof of that." Swain flat road.

"The empire belongs to all Noxians. Since a truce is prepared, the extra manpower can also improve people's livelihood." Ryan put forward his own ideas, "I will let the scientists in Zaun come, they have already researched A way to restore the desert."

"That desert is more than just yellow sand," LeBlanc said.

"So, Trefary and the Empire need your help, Ms. LeBlanc."

Ryan, of course, knew that the desert was not only caused by soil erosion, but also because of the encroachment of magic.

The previous war, the experiment of the former owner of the immortal fortress, caused this land to be deserted for hundreds of years.

No one knows how many dangers are lurking underground, but the one who knows the most is the pale lady LeBlanc in front of her.

LeBlanc's eyes hidden in the hood flickered slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said softly:

"I will provide some help."

Darius' eyes fell on the other party, and he wrote down the name LeBlanc.

He is well aware of his strengths and weaknesses.

He is more suited to be a charging general than a joking politician. But compared to his arrogant brother, he at least understood.

When it comes to war, he only speaks.

"Do Myrdalda and Du Kekao need to pay attention?" Darius raised his thoughts.

Since the external enemy needs to be put down for the time being, the force of Noxus should be used to clear the internal instability in due course.

Swain sat in his place and shook his head lightly:

"They all made wise choices. We need to deal with some people inside the immortal fortress first. Or, some local forces that jumped out against us."

"Let Draven go inside the Immortal Fortress, the executioner should have done this. Knock on the doors of all the noble houses, only him, and slaughter them all." Ryan suggested.

Trifali came to power, and the nobles who used to be in the same vein as Darkwill should be liquidated.

The money should be paid, the power should be delegated. If you choose not to both, then there is no need to exist.

And Draven, in addition to being suitable for these things, he is also an excellent benchmark of strength.

A family stronger than him has a chance to correct even if they make mistakes. The entire family is not as strong as Draven, and they made another mistake, which just happened to be cleaned up.

From Ryan's point of view, Draven should now be a standard heroic physique, with about 30 Caitlyn's physique.

At the moment, about five Dravens are worth one Darius.

Kled's is slightly better, 3-4 is enough.

Such strength, used to test the trump cards of the nobles, is just right.

Except for the nobles who believe in force, the nobles who rely on wisdom have nothing to worry about.

They will only find Swain or LeBlanc early. After sifting, all that's left is Imperial worms.

"I'm going! I'm going tonight!"

Draven showed a bloodthirsty and wild smile, and let him kill, is there anything better than this?

"Only kill, not destroy." Ryan reminded.

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Many of the tower's bookshelves are still empty, and there are many collections in noble houses.

"I will give you a list before tomorrow morning, and you will handle it according to the list." After Swain finished speaking flatly, he asked behind his back, "Ms. LeBlanc, do you have anything to add?"

"The Zaafan family are loyal fans of the Empire and Trifali." LeBlanc said softly.

Now that a chess piece has fallen into place, its new value should be brought into play.

"A charming spider, it's not bad." Swain's words were acquiesced.

The person who played against him today is qualified to sit in the seat of the MP.

"Are there any other options?"

"There are many people in Black Rose, but they are all smart people." LeBlanc smiled slightly.

"But no matter where they are, they can't escape my eyes." Swain said lightly.

One hides secrets, and the other peeps secrets.

This is a long battle. And the final winner will be him.

"Meredith, is that your castle?" Darius suddenly asked, "Can you make a war fortress like that?"

He had already looked at the castle above, with Ryan's family crest on it. To teach Draven, he had written it down.

The castle is like a great sword of Dalymus of black roses and nobles, hanging high in the sky, and it may attack at any time.

And on the battlefield, that would be the most powerful fortress. War mages are stationed, unafraid of spell intrusion. Taking advantage of the sky, it can lead the army to cross the tall city wall and directly attack the enemy's key points.