Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"There are no shortcuts to magic." There was no emotional ups and downs in Syndra's voice.

When Ryan heard Seraphine's question, he also looked at the frustrated her with a half-smile:

"The growth of magic depends on accumulation. You are now a mentor at Zhanzheng Academy, which may be a bit early for you, but first you have to understand what kind of mentor you want to be."

"What kind of mentor?" Seraphine was puzzled.

Although she always wanted to help more people, she never really thought about it.

If you just want to help and teach others, it seems a little pale.

Ryan pointed to the dishes on the table and said calmly:

"In a grand banquet, a variety of exquisite delicacies will be placed. If there is no priority, it will make the guests feel confused. If the priority is not divided, it will greatly reduce the guests' interest."

"What the teacher means is... I need to find the direction I am good at." Seraphine looked stunned.

"You are just a side dish at the banquet."

Syndra's straightforward words entered her ears, and Seraphine was stunned.

Seraphine looked at her teacher in disbelief, as if to verify whether this was true.

"Before doing anything, think about your identity." Ryan reminded.

"identity?"

Seraphine knew that there was no malice in the teacher's words, so she thought confusedly.

Speaking of identity, she is nothing but Ryan's apprentice now.

Does the teacher mean to directly look for him to appear?

That's too talented, she just wanted to make the first practical class a perfect ending.

In addition...it seems that I only have the identity of the academy tutor...

Thinking of it, she suddenly widened her eyes, as if she understood what her teacher meant.

A mentor is not the highest title in the department, and there are people who are more suitable for managing affairs.

"But...will she help?" She hesitated.

"Let you be a tutor, just to consolidate your knowledge in teaching. She is the professor in the Department of Magic, and it is her responsibility to make students stronger." Ryan said lightly.

"Just a sly clown."

Syndra tasted the chilled food with a little contempt in her eyes.

"Okay... Looks like I'll have to teach the lady professor." Seraphine's face relaxed.

She also wanted to understand that she herself was not even older than Rael, and now it is time for the lady to take the lead.

At that time, they all blamed the other party for saying that "the position of professor is the one your teacher left to the future" to induce her, which made her feel that she was not good enough.

That's right, she is not strong now, she is still growing rapidly!

Putting aside her worries, Seraphine became lively again, and savoured the food while laughing. Her quirky big eyes glanced at her two teachers from time to time.

She also discovered for the first time that Ms. Syndra likes to eat iced food. Her teacher's diet, on the other hand, was extremely bland, very Ionian-like.

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On a plain not far from the immortal fortress, thousands of black and red iron armored cavalry dashed over the wilderness, dusty and loud.

And behind them, there is a hundred cavalry troop, wearing silver armor, with a mighty body, under the leadership of a golden armor leader to run and chase with all their strength.

The mounts of the two teams are extremely extraordinary. The former soldiers all rode black tigers, with black and red armor, and several complex battle flags like books were raised high, with awe-inspiring power.

The rear army sat down full of war horses wrapped in silver armor. The war horses had two horns on their heads and were tall and handsome. Many people held high the battle flag of Demacia, swaying and rustling in the wind.

In the unobstructed sky, the loud cries of different creatures could be heard from time to time.

The griffin spread out its huge wings, swept across the sky at a very fast speed, and was at the forefront of the front line.

In the rear, the four Demacian unique dragon birds each rode a silver-armored soldier with a thorn spear, advancing at an equal speed in all four directions, protecting the rear army without any dead ends.

"His Royal Highness, the immortal fortress is not far ahead!"

The voice of General Laurent came from inside the helmet of a silver-armored knight who was leading the army.

The rear army is the elite Royal Legion of Demacia, usually only under the orders of Jarvan III.

Jarvan frowned slightly, watching the black fortress that was not inferior to the Xiongdu getting closer.

And even if he had seen it once, the floating castle on the horizon still made him secretly startled.

He restrained his mind that was often scattered since the war, and asked in a deep voice to the side:

"How long have we been running?"

"Two days and fourteen hours, from the Demacian border all the way to the immortal fortress, without stopping for a moment." The old General Laurent's voice was unspeakably tired.

"The Trifali Warband...we didn't lose."

Jia Wen felt the tiredness of his body and looked at the dust in front of him with emotion.

The Lightshield Bulwark is the elite Royal Demacian Legion, no less powerful than the Fearless Vanguard. The soldiers are skilled in bowing and horses, and their mounts are excellent.

Relying on the speed and endurance of the Silver Horned Scaled Horse, they had been chasing them for more than two days without sleep, but in the end they still failed to catch up with the Trifali Chapter.

"Line up!"

Xin Zhao's high-pitched voice came from the sky.

In an instant, the army ahead tightened the reins,

The outermost area of ​​the ruined fortress stopped moving.

The well-trained soldiers of the Cui Fali Division lined up on both sides, in three rows on the left and right, leaving a ten-meter-wide avenue in the middle. Thousands of troops stretched for hundreds of meters, and the military formation was majestic and solemn.

Griffin fell from the sky, Xin Zhao stood at the end of the road with a gun, standing upright.

But after a while, the entire battle group was silent, even the black tiger that sat down was unusually quiet, but raised its head high, as if waiting for something.

Jia Wen led the Light Shield Barrier to the front very quickly, looking at the orderly array of troops in front of him, he was afraid to move forward for a while.

The soldiers of the Light Shield Barrier tightened their reins and stopped not far from the Trifali warband. The complexion hidden in the silver helmet was extremely ugly.

"Noxus! Welcome to Demacia!"

Xin Zhao's high and solemn voice sounded again, and he took the lead in raising the spear in his hand.

"Noxus!"

All the soldiers of the Trifali Chapter were uniform, raising their weapons and shouting in unison.

At the same time, the black tigers roared in unison.

The roar of the tiger and the shouts intersected, shaking the sky and the earth, and even the ground trembled slightly.

Seeing such a mighty and high-spirited military force, Jia Wen's face became even more ugly.

This was his first visit to Noxus, but it was hard not to feel complicated because of his previous encounters.

"His Royal Highness." Old General Laurent reminded softly.

Jarvan nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

He raised his right hand high, signaling the soldiers behind him not to follow. And he himself pulled the reins lightly and walked towards Xin Zhao alone.

Walking through the center of the Trifali warband, the invisible pressure was like a shackle, making Jarvan a little breathless.

The soldiers on both sides were terribly silent, not looking sideways, as if waiting for him to walk through them.

It wasn't long before he came to Xin Zhao.

Jia Wen rolled over and dismounted, and said solemnly:

"Demacia is here, Jarvan Lightshield!"

"Lieutenant General of the Noxian Trifali Chapter, Xin Zhao!"

Xin Zhao's and Jarvan's eyes met in mid-air, and they could see each other's fortitude and bravery.

"Please!"

Xin Zhao was expressionless and made a "please" gesture towards the Immortal Fortress.

"Light Shield Barrier! Queue! Forward!"

Jarvan shouted loudly, got on his horse, and moved forward slowly.

Beside him, Xin Zhao also rode on the Griffin, allowing it to slowly pace toward the interior of the Immortal Citadel.

Light Shield Barrier heard Jia Wen's message and did not stop at all, headed by the old General Laurent, and the four cavalry in a row, advancing neatly.

The silver-horned scaled horses act uniformly and in an orderly manner. The knights shot their guns to the sky, straightened their bodies, and showed the might of Demacia.

The dragon birds in the sky also slowly flew down, two flew to the front of the formation, and two flew to the tail of the formation.

Facing the Noxian welcome, the Demacian army marched in order, slowly passing under the watchful eyes of the soldiers of the Trifarian Chapter on either side.

The eyes of the soldiers on the two sides met each other, and the eyes that met each other quickly turned away, but each of them had already felt the other's thoughts...

With a little respect in the dignified.

When the Light Shield Barrier passed, the soldiers of the Trifali Chapter slowly closed the team and followed behind. The lineup was neat and quiet, not like a Noxian army at all.

The army entered the outskirts of the immortal fortress and soon caught the attention of the Noxians.

"Demacia? This army is good!"

"They are all elite riders, and their bodies are no worse than ours."

"Are they our opponents? I really want to fight them in the arena."

"The military formation is uniform and worthy of being able to resist us for so long."

"Our soldiers are not bad either."

"Hahaha, the Trifali Chapter is invincible!"

"Noxus!!!"

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Walking through the avenue of the immortal fortress, Jia Wen listened to the words from both sides, and his expression became more and more solemn.

In these words praising his country's military, he even heard a lot of recognition for them.

But this recognition does not come from their display, but simply that they can compete with their own empire.

The people here... have great respect for their country.

Fearless and confident people, elite and brave army, enterprising and powerful leader, vigorous and powerful empire...

Noxus, how can you not be strong...

This was the first impression Jarvan felt when he came here.

"Noxus is very different from what I imagined." Jarvan said solemnly.

"Stay a few more days and you'll know more about our empire." Xin Zhao said flatly.

"Wait and see!"

Jarvan was walking down the street, looking around from the corner of his eye, trying to learn and understand it.

He had a hunch that what was missing in Demacia might be found here.

Passing through the peripheral buildings with national characteristics, the light shield barriers were settled in the arranged stations.

Jarvan and Old General Laurent continued on their way, following Xin Zhao into the Immortal Fortress.

"You are still the first group of envoys from other countries to come to Noxus in recent decades." Xin Zhao, who was walking in front, said suddenly.

"Not before?" Jarvan frowned slightly.

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He knew that the kingdom of Valoran was densely populated, many of which were wiped out by Noxus, but some still remained.

"The Empire does not accept the begging of the weak, we will sweep everything, and there are only two options: surrender or destruction." Xin Zhao calmly said.

"Maybe we have other options," Jarvan said calmly.

He knew what Xin Zhao said was true.

In his opinion, Noxus has this strength, and with the strength it showed that day, let alone fighting on all sides, it can even unify the continent.

But he felt that now that Noxus could bring him, there was an opportunity for another relationship that would allow time for Demacia to resolve internal issues.

But no matter what, they have their own perseverance.

Returning to Xiongdu this time, he agrees with his father's views.

They can regress because of insufficient strength and internal conflicts, but they cannot lose their bottom line because of this.

It is better to subjugate the country and exterminate the species than to lose the ambition of Germany!

With complicated thoughts, the three of Jarvan came to Baishi Square.

Seeing the handle of the Holy Sword of Justice inserted in the square, Jarvan and old Laurent looked a little ugly.

"The general said that in the future, this place will be filled with weapons of gods." Xin Zhao said casually when he saw their expressions.

"Is it full..."

Jia Wen looked around the open and wide Baishi Square, and couldn't help but sighed at the courage of the other party. He asked curiously:

"Is that what Darius said?"

He knew that Darius was the leader of the Trifary Chapter, and Xin Zhao was the lieutenant.

Xin Zhao's expression turned solemn, and he said solemnly:

"There is only one general of mine, His Majesty the President of the Council!"

"It's him..."

Jarvan recalled that night, when the man's water surged into the sky, and the power of magic was controlled by him.

And Demacia's winged protector was finally defeated by his sword stabbed into the heart.

"The strength of your rulers is too weak. Every member of the Trifali Council with a seat can sweep your legion." Xin Zhao said sternly.

"The members of Trifalli...that's really exciting..."

Jarvan didn't want to deny Xin Zhao's idea. The Lightshield family has never been known for their bravery. They have their own perseverance.

Standing in front of the door of the parliamentary hall, his eyes flashed with a wonderful brilliance, as if expecting, as if afraid, as if firm...

He had experienced the power of Noxus firsthand, but other aspects of it were unknown to him.

For the sake of future Demacia, he must know them better.

squeak...

After a heavy friction sound, the door of the parliamentary hall was slowly pulled open from the outside to the inside.