Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

Zaun.

Seraphine hummed a little tune and walked out of Viktor's laboratory with Orianna. Today Victor invited Ryan to ask for information about the Dragon Race.

By the way, she also wanted to come to Zaun to see, the soul singing here is much better than Piltover.

"Um?"

Not far from her, Ike looked unhappy, holding a thin blond man in his thick hands. She could only see the other's back, and she didn't look like a Zaun at all, more like Lady Piltover.

Moreover, the singing is full of praise for himself. She always felt...a little familiar.

"Hey, Ike, what are you doing?" she called suddenly.

"We caught a punk. This guy wanted to go into the mine. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have let him slip away."

The tip of Ike's nose moved slightly, and he fiercely pressed down his sturdy arm, causing the detained person to exhale in pain, defending himself:

"Oh, I don't want to go to any mines. I'm on a great expedition, and you have to give me the armguards."

When Ike turned back, Seraphine saw the man being held, with a dissatisfied handsome face, and her short blond hair was often groomed at a glance.

Seeing the other party's appearance, her eyes were erratic.

Obviously, she recognized each other, but she didn't want to recognize each other at all.

"Ezreal, long time no see, I heard you went to Shurima."

On the contrary, Orianna's soft, metallic face smiled and greeted her with a much softer, ethereal voice.

"Miss Orianna knows him?"

Ike looked hesitant, thinking that the other party was from Picheng, and it was indeed possible to know the punk he caught.

The man can move instantly with the arm guards on, but it's not that easy to grab. If he hadn't been able to do some small tricks, he would have almost let the other party run away.

Orianna nodded slightly and said with a smile: "His name is Ezreal, and he is the nephew of Lemuel, a professor of history at Picheng College."

"Are you... Orianna?"

Ezreal watched for a long time before realizing that the girl standing in front of him was the daughter of the prosthetic workshop on Gongfang Street.

But...how did that weak girl become like this.

God of exploration, did the other party replace all flesh and blood for prosthetic limbs?

He used to go to Workshop Street for his own adventures, and he knew all the people there.

Because he is naturally handsome, with long golden hair and a handsome face, he is the focus of everyone wherever he goes. Well, everyone likes him.

Apart from...

"You're here too, nasty pink-haired girl!" Ezreal complained.

In the workshop street, Seraphine treated him neither coldly nor indifferently, and from time to time taunted him.

Every time the other party's words hit his pain point directly, it made him very embarrassed.

Every time he is about to show himself perfectly, he will always be disturbed by the other party.

"Who are you?" Seraphine blinked her big, bewildered eyes. "Ike, I think this Mrs. Piltover is very dangerous. You should break his legs first."

"I like the advice."

Ike understood in seconds, raised his moxie head happily, held the opponent's hand slightly, and the pained Ezreal screamed.

After Shirko's fall, Ike's knot was lifted.

After franking with Victor, he won the understanding of the other party, and merged with the police station with the Wildfire Gang, and led the members of the Wildfire Gang to set up a special action group.

Ride through Zaun City in search of possible dangers with the ultra-mobility of the Wildfire Skateboard.

His current deputy, of course, was named Pete, the Zaun who had brought him in.

This special action team was only established yesterday, and he did not expect to have work the next day.

"Don't! Don't pinch! This will leave permanent bruises and make my arm less perfect." Ezreal begged for mercy.

He always felt that his expedition was really a bloodbath. Needless to say, the last Shurima expedition, this time he took advantage of his spare time to explore at the door of his home, and was arrested before it even started.

Another bad luck start.

"Sister Seraphine, I was wrong! Your hairstyle today is very good, it looks like it has been carefully taken care of, and it is full of cuteness."

Ezreal found that Orianna and the two seemed to have a high status here, and praised them.

"You mean I wasn't cute before? Oh, when I go back, I'm going to write me down in the adventure diary, saying I'm a girl who will bring bad luck?" Seraphine half-smiled.

"Are you the roundworm in my stomach? How do you know?"

Ezreal opened his eyes wide and turned his eyes to Orianna for help, but saw the other party smiling and looked away.

His heart wailed. Sure enough, there is nothing good about meeting Seraphine!

Ike grinned and patted Ezreal on the shoulder:

"Young punk, Seraphine is Mr. Meredith's apprentice, and has the ability to hear the voices of other people's souls. You are just playing around with that little thought, and tell me honestly, what is the purpose of coming to Zaun."

He will see it now, this Ezreal is an ordinary punk, and he has a mouth without any ability.

There are a lot of people like this in Piltover. If it weren't for the fact that the other party has a magical technological armguard, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But to get the armguards, he can be considered a contribution to Zaun.

Ike looked back at the armguard he was hanging around his waist with satisfaction in his eyes.

Ezreal and Seraphine looked at each other for a while, and after confirming that what Ike said was true, he also gave up resistance:

"Okay okay, I'll explain! This time I'm going on a great expedition!"

"I remember you making a great expedition into the Piltover Sewers," Seraphine muttered.

"That's different, this time there will definitely be a big discovery. Uncle Lemuel entrusted me to come." Ezreal retorted.

He knew why he was ignoring the charismatic man, and Seraphine could hear his heart.

But, my God, there are people who don't like his perfect type, how could he be!

In Piltover, no one said he wasn't handsome, and everyone said Ezreal had an interesting soul.

"Professor Lemmel, the research in history is the best in Picheng, does he have any new discoveries?" Orianna asked curiously.

"Uncle Lemir guessed that Zaun was not Zaun before." Ezreal did not hide it.

"You ****! Zaun is Zaun!"

Ike was so emotional that he broke out a bunch of Zaun dialect.

He couldn't hear others say Zaun the most. It's not that he didn't study history. Before Piltover was separated, the two sides were collectively called Zaun.

It's just that something happened 200 years ago that completely separated the two sides.

"Don't get excited, I didn't mean that. Uncle Lemir meant... Zaun used to be the port city of Shurima, called Oshera Vazuan." Ezreal said cautiously.

He was really afraid that the other party would use force and twist his small arm into a twist.

He could see the opponent's hand strength, the kind that could bend the iron railings.

"It's possible." Ike frowned, "But what Vazuan is really ugly, it's better for Zaun."

"Yes, yes, it will always be Zaun. So, shall we go on a great expedition," Ezreal suggested enthusiastically.

The opportunity is in front of him, how could he be indifferent. Since it's impossible to go alone, it's better to fool the others together.

The witty Ezreal has always been flexible!

"Sounds interesting, can I join in?"

At this time, Ryan, who was wearing a pure white robe, walked out of the house and looked at Ezreal as he spoke.

"Sir!" Orianna and Ike bowed to their luggage.

"Teacher! Do you want to go too?" Seraphine's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Is he your teacher?" Ezreal was surprised.

He was swept by the other party's eyes, and he felt like he was being seen through. Moreover, a natural explorer, he has a keen intuition for danger.

Ryan just stood there, he just looked at each other, he could feel his body shaking uncontrollably. This kind of feeling, he only felt when staring at Giant God Peak.

"Yes, I am the teacher's best apprentice."

Seraphine naturally came to Ryan's side and said everything Ezreal mentioned.