Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

After answering questions for the remaining students, Seraphine left the classroom alone.

As for Alley, who was lazy on the podium, she had long since disappeared. She guessed that she should have returned to Ms. Syndra's side.

Allie loves Lady Syndra's magic.

Stepping on the stage, floating in the quiet academy, the feeling of satisfaction enveloped Seraphine again.

In the present day, it is her who was in the past, but she can't even think about it.

Remember when she was in Piltover, dreading her talent, and being tortured every day by voices from elsewhere.

Until all kinds of coincidences, she met her teacher.

She learned how to use her talents and was involved in events that were not small.

Previously, she was still feeling that Annie had changed a lot. To be honest, her own changes were not small.

Their group is more or less different from the previous self.

Thinking of Jinx who was still in the arena, Seraphine shook her head and laughed.

Even the violent girl found the meaning of fighting. Because Ike took the administration course, he had fewer days to go to the arena.

She'd known for a long time that Ike was a great boy, and his soul singing never changed...

All for Zaun!

Always full of high-spirited fighting spirit, people listen to blood boiling.

Seraphine hummed a little song, raised her long pink flowing hair, and controlled the stage under her feet to float towards the experimental site of the Mechanical Department.

Today is the day she made an appointment with Sister Orianna.

If the magic department she belongs to is a pure kindergarten, then the mechanical department is a fanatical laboratory.

Before she got to the place, a burst of noisy soul singing entered her ears.

"The beauty of machinery!"

"I want to be the strongest craftsman in the world!"

"A tool forged by a hammer is far better than a machine!"

"I must design weapons that will astound Noxus!"

"For Noxus, I have to learn how to make machines!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"..."

The chaotic sound and the roar of the machine invaded Seraphine's mind in an instant.

She pouted as usual, with a familiar expression of "I knew it would be like this".

Although it was noisy, she did not turn on the shielding function that comes with the stage, but listened to these sounds calmly.

She often hangs out in the Marketplace and Barracks of the Immortal Fortress, and the sound here is nothing compared to the high-pitched voice of the soul there.

Drifting into the test site, only a few idle students nodded to her, and the rest of the busy people didn't even have the time to look at her.

Seraphine didn't care, and continued to drift in.

The enrollment of the Mechanical Department is different from other departments, but it is somewhat similar to the Administration Department. Only craftsmen with a certain foundation are recruited here.

She heard Sister Orianna talk about this, meaning that it was necessary to gather craftsmen to sort out a new system before recruiting young and inexperienced newcomers.

At that time, the Department of Mechanical Engineering will be renamed the Department of Mechanical Forging, which is said to be Professor Furohuo's greatest wish.

As the stage moved, Seraphine glanced to the right.

In one corner of the proving ground, the fiery red lava was burning, bright and hot like a newborn sun.

Metal and forging, is the main theme there.

At this time, an old man was standing in the firelight, and it might not be appropriate to call him an old man.

Although his hair and beard were all silver-white, and there were a few extremely deep fine lines at the end of his eyes, his naked upper body had distinct muscles, which were covered with sweat and steaming hot.

The posture of wielding the iron hammer is extraordinarily powerful and courageous, and every time the hammer is swayed, it is like a thunder falling to the ground.

If he covered his face, it was definitely a young and strong guy, bathed in firelight, constantly tapping on the reddish metal blocks.

He is Professor Hearthfire, the legendary blacksmith most revered by Noxians.

"If it was Ezreal, I guess he wouldn't be able to take a hammer." Seraphine silently watched and whispered.

The venue of the Mechanical Department was obviously divided into two parts.

With her as the center, the students on the left are busy with mechanical manufacturing and discussions, and relatively speaking, there is less movement.

On her right side, a group of experienced blacksmiths were making iron, and there were many people watching, holding pen and paper to record the essentials.

Seraphine glanced over the entire venue, but did not see Orianna, which disappointed her a little.

At this moment, the craftsman not far from her waved to her and said with a smile:

"Teacher Seraphine, you are looking for Professor Orianna, she is in the exclusive experimental site."

"Second Lieutenant Mill, thank you for your reminder. Are you using your hands well?" Seraphine smiled back.

She also heard the other party's voice just now, but she still expressed her thanks aloud.

Lieutenant Mill, she had some impressions of him.

At that time, the other party brought his own child to sign up, a heroic warrior who lost his right arm on the battlefield.

"Hahaha, although the arm is still not used to it, it is better than my previous one." Mill laughed twice.

He slapped his right hand, which had been replaced with a robotic arm, and made a firm sound of "bang", "bang".

Although not on the battlefield, being able to serve the empire in another place also made him feel satisfied from the inside out, and the whole person was full of new vitality.

If there was no empire, he and his wife would have died long ago.

"Dad, come and help!"

Ryder, who was wearing overalls, carried the equipment and complained.

"Come here, you stinky boy! You think of me when you work hard?"

Mir greeted Seraphine and ran to Ryder's side at a quicker pace. With a mention of the robotic arm, he easily lifted some heavy equipment.

Looking at the father and son, Seraphine smiled:

"very nice..."

When she got the answer she wanted, she didn't hesitate to control the stage to float forward.

Through a long passage, she came to another private testing ground.

The venue here is only slightly smaller than before, but it is full of all kinds of things.

The two most conspicuous big guys were placed in the center of the field, a body several meters high, and an extremely tall cyan full-body armor in the center.

These two big guys alone take up a lot of space.

And here, she also saw a person who surprised her a little.

"Professor LeBlanc, long time no see."

Seraphine nodded to the slender woman, wondering why she was here.

She is also a teacher of the magic department, she has not seen each other for some days.

She is said to have been busy with Demacia.

"Seraphine, how do you feel when you see what is in front of you?" LeBlanc's very charming voice sounded.

Hearing the other party's words, Seraphine's heart suddenly tightened, and she subconsciously looked at the big guy in front of her.

After a while, she said in an uncertain tone:

"A corpse... an armor... and... a raging soul?"

"Is that all?" LeBlanc sighed, seeming a little disappointed.

"Anything else?" Seraphine looked at her in confusion.

In her perception, if it didn't include Orianna who was writing and drawing on the side, there were really only these things.

However, she felt that the armor was a little weird, with a strong soul breath...

This smell, she only felt in "The Stealing Soul of Meredith".

And... the breath on the armor is many times stronger than the Soul Stealing Scroll.

"Maybe not..." LeBlanc shrugged slightly, neither affirming nor denying.

Seraphine raised her eyebrows and felt it carefully again, but she didn't find anything:

"Is there anything special about him?"

There was obvious hesitation in her voice, she wasn't sure whether she should know about this matter, but she couldn't help being curious.

Because of her own identity, LeBlanc digs holes for her. She can't hear the voice of the other party's soul, so she can only be vigilant at all times.

"A god of war who once cut off the head of Jarvan I, and a tyrant who is almost comparable to a god." The corners of LeBlanc's lips twitched slightly, revealing the origin in a hurry.

Two people?

Seraphine was shocked, she heard LeBlanc's subtext.

She looked at the cyan armor subconsciously, no matter how she checked, she couldn't find any clues, it was like a dead thing, lying there quietly.

Seraphine has heard a small part of the description of the undead god of war Sion who killed Jarvan I.

The last time the opponent appeared was on the battlefield with Mr. Ryan.

He always thought that the cyan armor beside him was his armor. But now, that doesn't seem to be the case.

Perhaps, the cyan armor is the tyrant?

She felt it carefully again, and frowned.

"Member LeBlanc, we haven't found any traces of the soul in the underworld armor."

As if noticing Seraphine's strange behavior, Orianna raised her head and added.

LeBlanc's eyes flickered, and she said in an inexplicable tone:

"Maybe not now, but there is no better carrier than it."

carrier?

Seraphine was even more puzzled, but she suppressed it and listened to their conversation quietly.

Orianna shook her head and said in a strong tone:

"According to Mr. Ryan's meaning, it is to fuse Shane's body and soul with the armor."

LeBlanc frowned slightly and asked, "How strong will it be if you do this?"

Sion's body has been improved by countless generations of imperial mages, and his soul has also been preserved, still serving the empire.

But... Thane has always had a fatal flaw.

With death again and again, its soul becomes weaker and more chaotic.

The last few times, after Sain launched an attack, he would be indistinguishable between enemy and me... This is already a manifestation of the weakening of the soul to the extreme.

Any soul master can easily defeat it.

"The strength will exceed the limits of human beings, at least comparable to Kyle." Orianna said firmly.

"Are you serious?" LeBlanc showed a rare look of surprise.

She turned her head to look at the girl with a metallic sheen, Orianna was not a big talker.

But no matter how strong the body is, if the soul can't reach...

"Mr. LeBlanc, I think you are also aware of the flaws of Sion's soul, so after studying this pair of underworld armor, I chose another plan." Orianna said calmly.

"What plan?" LeBlanc's charming voice carried a hint of curiosity.

Seraphine on the other side also widened her eyes, she felt that she should be listening to some serious secret.

Orianna sorted out the notes in front of her and slowly recounted:

"Swain commander has the ability to collect soul fragments, and Ms. Syndra provides a magic circle, which can integrate the collected soul fragments into the host's soul to enhance the soul while fusing this power. In my design, this magic circle will be engraved on the armor..."

"Sion is the god of the battlefield, and anyone who is killed by it will once again incarnate in his power..."

"In addition, I also found a magic circle in Mr. Ryan's collection. Its function is rare... The soul feeds back to the body."

LeBlanc frowned slightly and said uncertainly: "Using the power of the soul to supplement the strength of the physical body is generally more than worth the loss."

For mages, a strong soul is more useful than a body.

Orianna smiled and shook her head:

"For mages, it's really of no value. But for Sain and mechanical life, it has great significance. I've heard news from the underworld. Mr. Ryan means to let as few souls return to the underworld as possible."

Underworld? soul?

Seraphine stared at these words with special meanings.

Although she has learned a lot from Ms. Syndra, she is still a little scared when she really knows what the teacher is doing.

She even wondered if her teacher wanted to attack the underworld and have the authority over life and death.

The teacher has obtained the world rune. In her eyes, only the power of life and death can attract the attention of her teacher.

LeBlanc didn't have as much thought as Seraphine, she frowned and thought for a moment, but said bluntly:

"How many success rates are there? This armor is special, you know what I'm concerned about."

"Mr. Ryan told me that if you asked, the answer would be: 'The transformed Sion will always belong to Noxus'." Orianna's expression changed to seriousness.

"Really..." LeBlanc sighed softly.

Seraphine could keenly perceive that a certain burden on LeBlanc seemed to be a lot lighter.

"I hope to receive good news from you when we meet next time. By then, you should be the greatest mechanic master."

LeBlanc's soft laugh fell, and the figure vanished and disappeared.

"The greatest mechanical master..."

Orianna recited this sentence silently, with a little complexity in her eyes, she remembered the conversation with Ryan at that time.

A Clockwork Demon is her most successful work to date.

But that's not enough, Wraith Sion, will be her masterpiece...

"Sister Orianna?"

Seraphine was taken aback when she saw Orianna's eyes sparkling.

It was the first time she had seen Orianna with such an expression. The previous opponent was a girl who was as gentle as water.

This can't help but remind her of her childhood... It seems that Orianna, who was not mechanized at the earliest, also had the same ambition.

Maybe... now is the real her.

After a while, Orianna calmed down, sorted out the work at hand, and looked at Seraphine apologetically:

"Xiao Sa, I made you wait for a long time."

"It's okay, it's very nice to see Sister Orianna who is full of fighting spirit." Seraphine giggled.

"Come on, there are still a lot of things to do today, and Mr. Grotte can't wait for a long time."

Orianna showed a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth and led Seraphine out.

Every seven days, the college will have a day off, and tomorrow is the time for rest.

Usually, on the day before the rest day, Orianna and Seraphine would go to the "Hayden's Pavilion" to help, which is now the largest merit exchange office in the outer city of the Immortal Fortress.

After the reforms of Senator Morgana, the Immortal Fortress is now divided into four districts: the inner city and the outer city.

The inner city is where the original immortal fortress is located, and there are many old buildings, almost every building is a fortification, which clearly reflects the aspirations of the Noxhi people after the war.

In the four districts of the outer city, the southeast, northwest and northwest, most of them are Noxians who have migrated. There are various buildings there, which reflects the cultural tolerance of Noxus.

As soon as she left the academy, looking at a crowded building not far away, Seraphine took a breath and sighed with emotion:

"There are so many people, if Ezreal sees this scene, I'm afraid he will go crazy."

That building is the headquarters of the Explorers Guild, and there is a stone statue of Ezreal's height hanging at the entrance.

It is said that the statue alone has advanced Ezreal's salary for 2 years.

Just yesterday, Empire made a new announcement:

Ezreal, the chief explorer of the empire, and Katarina, the commander of the southern line, worked together to unearth the tomb of the Mage King Icathia, and found a lot of valuable things for the empire in the tomb.

The merit points of the awards alone made Seraphine jealous. She couldn't get so many merits after teaching for 5 years.

Not to mention, there are also a series of generous rewards.

"He and Miss Katerina have experienced a lot of danger, and they deserve this status." Orianna smiled.

Not far away, before entering the Adventure Guild, many people will stand for a moment in front of the statue of Ezreal to express their respect in their own way.

If Darius and Ryan are the gods of war the soldiers dream of, then Ezreal is like the faith of the explorers.

However, he is still far away in the desert of Shurima, and he cannot see this lively scene.

Seraphine shrugged and had no other thoughts. She was happy enough to have two teachers to teach her.

After walking for a while, the two had already arrived at the Hayden Restaurant.

Orianna nodded to Seth at the door and walked straight into the house.

"It seems that Sister Orianna and I don't have many tasks today?"

Seraphine took the cardboard from Seth and glanced at it.

There are only 5 people who need Orianna to install the prosthesis, as for her... 0 people need psychological counseling.

Seth took the cardboard and said with a smile:

"Teacher Selephane, those veterans who have heard your singing once have basically let go of the shadows in their hearts. In fact, most Noxians are very strong, but many of them are because of their family..."

Speaking of "family", his smile froze for a moment, thinking of his late father.

Seraphine looked at Seth's face, blinked, and suddenly said:

"Since I have nothing to do today, then I will come to a grand performance."