Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Jarvan stared at the door slowly opening, and could even feel the heavy pressure on his shoulders.

He didn't know how many unknown big people were waiting for him inside, and he didn't know if he could walk out alive from here today.

But since it's here, you have to appreciate the power of Noxus.

"Follow the will of Trifali and the Empire, and sacrifice me to Noxus with the blood of the enemy!"

As soon as the door was opened, Jarvan heard a biting female voice coming from the council hall.

Immediately afterwards, a red-haired woman with double daggers passed him by.

He was only glanced at by the icy eyes, and he felt icy cold all over his body, and the biting chill penetrated into his body from the skin.

At that moment, he only felt a deadly sense of crisis wrapped around his body. He has no doubt that the other party wants to kill him, as long as it is momentary.

"Who is she... is also Senator Trefary..."

With such doubts, Jarvan walked into the parliamentary hall step by step.

The first thing that caught his eye was a throne with flags planted around it, and the steps were raised to make the throne the most conspicuous position in the entire hall.

But he could see that no one had sat there for a long time.

Maybe there will be no one there in the future.

He knew most of the flags planted beside him. Thanks to the generational confrontation between Demacia and Noxus, Jarvan learned the heroic deeds of his ancestors from an early age.

And those heroic deeds, inseparable from the shadows of the Noxian emperors.

The waving flags are the imperial flags that symbolize the emperors of Noxus.

"Demacia is here?"

Hearing the steady male voice, Jarvan withdrew his gaze and looked towards the very center of the parliamentary hall.

The three majestic stone seats that symbolize the supreme stand in the center, and the person who just spoke was Swain sitting on the side.

Except for Swain, the other two seats were empty.

"Prince of Demacia, Jarvan Lightshield!"

Jarvan looked solemn and stood up straight.

Here, he represents Demacia and dares not slack.

"Vice President of Noxus Trefally, Jericho Swain." Swain replied in a deep voice.

Demacia's performance along the way is in his eyes. The light shield barrier and the strength of its leader Jarvan are enough to win the respect of the empire.

After Swain finished speaking, there were also several eyes on the seat behind the three supreme positions.

A rough man, a beautiful and coquettish woman, a lady with magical blue glow in her purely mechanical eyes...

Jia Wen looked at those people secretly, and his heart tightened slightly.

Even if these people were simply sitting there, he could clearly feel that he was not sure of winning any of them.

Only the boring guy can have a slight chance of winning.

According to his estimation, I am afraid that Galen won't be able to get any better.

Swain sat in the seat of the vice president, and did not pay attention to Jarvan's small actions, but took the lead in speaking plainly:

"I thought your arrival would bring good news to the Empire, but looking at your expression, Demacia doesn't seem to want to give in."

Jarvan regained his senses, with a resolute look on his resolute face:

"We are defeated! But we are not wiped out!"

He could hear the superiority in the other's tone, but he could only hold back the anger in his heart.

He really wanted to avenge the souls of Demacia who died in the battle, and even more wanted to lead the army into the city under his feet now, and even thought about breaking the net with Noxus.

But in the end, he endured all his emotions.

"It's just a remnant. Losing two Protoss, what's left of Demacia? Magic?" Swain half-smiled.

Jarvan didn't know why the other party suddenly mentioned magic, but he still took it to heart and retorted:

"We still have an elite army, people who are willing to fight to the death, and have the protection of the Forbidden Forest, you can't defeat us."

"Long on, I would rather have no one left to die than surrender, right?" Swain asked indifferently.

He understood that the boy in front of him did not show firmness in his heart, but he still couldn't help but bring a few strands of admiration in his eyes.

In the whole of Demacia, there are not many people who can be as humble and arrogant as they are now.

"Yes...even if the Demacia Kingdom is wiped out!"

Jarvan hesitated for less than a second, but solemnly and firmly gave his oath:

"Even if Noxus takes us down, Demacia will leave you nothing. You will have nothing but a scorched earth."

Hearing the strong external force in his words, the corners of Swain's mouth twitched slightly:

"Then what is the purpose of your visit today? You are the first member of the Demacian royal family to enter this hall in hundreds of years, and we would like to hear your thoughts."

"I'm here with the intention of peace. Our two countries have been at war for too long." Jarvan's face turned serious.

"Peace treaty?" Swain's tone was unhurried.

He didn't show sarcasm because of the other party's whims. In the case of inequality between the two countries, Jarvan risked his death to seek peace.

Such courage and faith are worthy of their high regard.

"We want to sign a two-state peace treaty with Noxus!"

Jarvan stared at the man in front of him, and as soon as he entered the hall, he could feel the oppression given to him by the other party.

That is a sense of majesty that is completely above his father and emperor. Every move of the other party can beat his fragile nerves now.

He took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"In order to show Demacia's sincerity, we are willing to export the Forbidden Stones to Noxus, completely open up trade with Noxus, and allow Noxus's merchant fleet to reach Xiongdu port through the inland river."

"Add one more."

Swain wrote lightly:

"Noxus is willing to provide political asylum to all those in Demacia who are not recognized by their own country and people."

"It's impossible, we have detained countless prisoners for hundreds of years." Jarvan retorted without hesitation.

Countless talented mages have been imprisoned by them, and if they agree to the extradition regulations of Noxus, they will be washed away by these people in the future.

"We didn't care about it before. This article took effect from the moment the treaty was signed, and we have the right to provide compulsory asylum."

Swain looked at Jarvan, who was still a little reluctant, his face slightly condensed, and said coldly:

"Don't challenge the patience of the Empire. Jarvan Lightshield!"

Jarvan was almost bent over by Swain's powerful aura, and his face took on a little fear at that moment.

At that moment, he recalled the power of Noxus on the battlefield, the mighty power that destroyed the world...

In order to protect Demacia and buy more time, he gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty:

"Okay! But we can't judge everyone and wait for your answer."

After getting what he wanted, Swain retracted his demonic coercion and said noncommittally:

"There's no need for this. When those people are oppressed or captured, our paperwork can be sent to the Demacian Council Hall. Besides, it is possible that the Lightshield family will be the first to accept our asylum."

"No way! Lightshield will never turn his back on Demacia."

When Jia Wen heard this, his face was slightly ugly.

It was hard for him to understand the underlying meaning of this.

Swain was simply making it clear to them that Noxus could not hide everything that happened in Demacia.

Even, Noxus has only covered the sky in Demacia, and it is not difficult for the Lightshield family to be abandoned by the people.

In Demacia, it was only possible for the Crownguard to join forces with the rest of the nobles.

Thinking of Galen, Jarvan felt a little at ease, and quickly put his uneasiness in his heart.