Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

The Crown Guard's main hall.

Laxanna, dressed in smart clothes, was about to go out.

"Where are you going?"

A gentle female voice sounded from behind her, making her face slightly stiff.

She turned around, a smile on her face immediately:

"Miss Laurent asked me for a noble party today. Ah! It's almost time, I have to hurry."

Saying that, she anxiously wanted to run out.

"stop!"

A dignified and gentle beautiful woman sat on the seat in the main hall. She sat on the seat, and she could feel that she exuded the elegance of aristocrats all over her body.

She is Laxana's mother, Ms. Ogusa.

Mrs. Ogussa glanced up and down the stopped Lux, and there seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction between her brows:

"Are you going to wear this?"

"We are a wild party today, we can't dress too softly, I'm a crown guard."

Laxana said bravely, her mother's usual majesty made her almost tell the truth.

Mrs. Ogatha just looked at her like this, until she squeezed the corner of her clothes with her uncomfortable hand, and then slowly said:

"Go, come back early tonight."

"I will!"

Laxana was amnesty and hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

Knowing that her mother would be in the main hall, she sneaked through the back door.

After she ran away, Mrs. Oglesha put a light smile on the corner of her mouth and said behind a door next to her:

"Do you think she can do it? Emotions are almost on her face."

"I was worse than her at the time. Wouldn't this have achieved the position of the Grand Marshal?" Tiana, who was tall and tall, walked out of the back room and sat beside Mrs. Ogusa.

"Oh, actually marrying a Jarvan is a better choice." Ogatha said with a pity.

"We don't need to get so close to them, Garen and Jarvan are brothers." Tiana shook her head.

"You don't understand, a wife can change a person's mind more than a brother." Mrs. Oglesha said bluntly.

"I don't need to understand, I can't bear to send Laxana out." Tiana didn't care, she took out the glass and filled it with spirits, and took a big gulp into her mouth.

She and Ogatha have different ideas. Her position of general marshal depends on military merit and strategy.

She has always understood better than Ogatha thought that the Crown Guard family could have their status today because of strength rather than communication.

A Crown Guard is a Crown Guard, not a Light Shield!

"drink!"

A loud shout sounded from Laurent's training ground, white silver light shuttled through the wooden figures, and the sound of swords piercing the wood continued.

The slender figure danced with a sword in the sunlight, and that posture was like dancing a waltz.

But at the same time, the rapier in her hand was extremely fierce, and every blow could pierce through the dummy.

"Clap clap clap!"

Seeing the slender figure stop, Laxana enthusiastically clapped her hands and greeted her:

"Miss Fiona, your swordsmanship is really amazing, can you tell me the secret?"

"The stab is quicker and more accurate. There is no shortcut other than diligent practice." Ofina pulled up her short wine-red hair, and walked towards Laxana in a valiant manner.

She saw Laxanna holding a thin sword in her hand, reached out to correct the grip of the hilt for her, shook her head lightly and said:

"Miss Laxana, you don't need to practice these, please tell me if you have anything."

The Laurent family is far inferior to the Crownguard family. She is the youngest daughter of the family, but she can only marry an incompetent Crownguard collateral.

Even in his father's eyes, this marriage is their high-profile.

She didn't want to be like a noble lady, born to maintain the family.

Kendo is her hobby and lifelong pursuit, and she wants to be with the sword all her life.

"I just wanted to be your friend, Miss Fiona...you'll be changing your name to Crownguard soon."

While Laxana said this, she was very nervous, and carefully peeked at Fiona's face and expression from the corner of her eye.

Today's conversation has been simulated thousands of times by her, and all the possible answers and micro-expressions of the other party have been dismantled by the magic book, but she is still a little nervous.

This is the first time she has made friends with others with impure purposes. In addition to the guilt, there is also a sense of incomprehensible...

Like joy, like pleasure, like something else...

"My surname is always Laurent!" Fiona looked a little ugly.

Laxana can understand what the other party is thinking, and the exchanges in the past few days have made her clear that Fiona is a pure sword idiot.

In the eyes of the other party, being a noble lady will only affect the speed of drawing a sword, not to mention that a fiance is not a plastic talent.

"But..."

Laxana looked tangled, as if she was sincerely thinking about her friend and explained:

"Your wedding date has been set, and His Majesty Jarvan III will come to the wedding in person. I wanted to help you, but I asked my mother, and she said that your father proposed to marry into the Crown Guard's house."

Take the initiative to propose to marry a daughter, but after the wedding date is set, she wants to go back on it.

This kind of behavior will definitely be spurned by everyone in Demacia.

"That was my father's decision. I will announce to everyone that day, and I will live according to my own ideas." Fiona looked firm.

Laxana stared at the other in a stunned manner, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

She is even a little suspicious now that Fiona is really stupid and still wants to drag her family to the funeral.

These words were even more outrageous than the pre-marriage divorce she had imagined before, but he also argued with the magic book, saying that no girl would announce the divorce in a high-profile manner on the wedding day.

If this really happened, the two families would definitely forge a deadly feud. The Laurent family is immortal, and the Crownguard family will never give up.

With hesitation on her face, she asked uncertainly:

"Don't you know what that means?"

"What does it mean? I stated my attitude, and Demacians will respect everyone's opinion." Fiona looked puzzled.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with her doing it, speaking out and being honest were Demacia's virtues.

On the contrary, it was hypocrisy and mercenary that were spurned by everyone in Demacia.

If she speaks her mind in public, others will respect her and accept her ideas peacefully.

It's like she knocks down people who don't obey her with a sword, and others will send their own praise.

Laxana murmured in her heart that she was completely confused now and couldn't tell whether Fiona was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

Demacia has mages arrested and imprisoned every day. Has anyone respected their opinions?

Before Fiona's marriage was set, did his father respect her ideas?

Laxana's headache was so soft that she didn't think about it anymore. According to the advice given by the magic book, she sincerely reminded:

"Miss Fiona, you have to know the consequences of doing this. Such behavior will lead to a break between the Crownguard and Laurent, and even a death duel on the spot!"

Death duels are similar to Noxian verdicts, both are ancient battles of honor, and the battle will continue until the next one falls.

"Death verdict? I'm eager to serve, just faster than whose sword." Fiona's face was indifferent.

She believes that with the sword in her hand, with a sword in her hand, the world can be an enemy.