Faye’s League of Legends

Hughes stood in front of the newly raised walls of Shurima, struggling toe-tips—his eyes passed through various hoods and fell on a notice posted on the wall.

【Conscription Order】

Compared with most Shurima people who are illiterate, Huez, who simply knows some Shurimama, should be considered a "cultural man". He can see the content of the notice at a glance.

The great Emperor Shurima is back. The emperor wants to reproduce the glory that belongs to Shurima. He is now recruiting troops.

Without the previous premise, no one would care about this paper conscription order-the warlords of Shurema spent most of the year conscripting, but never enough.

Shurima people are not stupid. These warlords are fighting one by one for their own benefit. No one wants to get involved easily.

Only a few veterans Yoshiko will happily report after seeing the conscription order-and then when they receive the settlement fee, they will quickly disappear in the first battle and continue to find the next deceived person...

That's right, their goal from beginning to end is to cheat on settlement fees.

It is for this reason that Shurema’s warlords have to pay in installments even for their settlement expenses.

A vicious circle was born-the warlords of Shurima searched and searched, and the recruits were less and less dissatisfied. Over time, the military level of the entire Shurima region plummeted.

Once Shurima was a conqueror, Shurima armed with bronze weapons conquered all the land they could see.

Later, the Shurim people became weak chickens, and even in the face of Noxus' aggression, even self-preservation was very difficult.

However, the situation of Shurima seems to have improved recently.

At least this is the case in Shurima City-after a conscription order is posted, it is a good illustration of what can cause everyone to watch.

It must be said that the words of the sun disk, emperor, and ascendant, which belong to the golden age of Shurima, can easily resonate with those who are dissatisfied with the current Shurima. Without even saying more, these people will For a time came to the emperor's surroundings, and gave his power to the emperor.

And Hughes is one of them.

After carefully reading the conscription order, Hughes was pleasantly surprised to find that he seemed to be in full compliance with the clerk's position-a pure Shurima family, who can use Shurima and common language, and can write and record.

Originally Hughes was ready to carry his weapon, but now he suddenly learned that he could have a more decent position, which undoubtedly made him overjoyed.

So, happy Hughes came to the recruitment office and wanted to apply to the person with the recruiter's brand.

It is a pity to queue up first.

In front of the recruiter, the people who want to become a Shurimar warrior have been lined up. There are men and women in the team, and the age seems to be from the teens to the forties, as long as they meet the conscription order. People with conditions are here.

Rubbing his hands, Hughes stood at the end of the line.

The people around seemed very excited, and several familiar guys were still trying to talk to Hughes—and after learning that Hughes was going to be a clerk, there were more of them.

This situation even caused some confusion around the team around Hughes.

Fortunately, things did not get worse-before the formation was completely disrupted, Hughes finally came to the recruiters.

The recruiter appeared to be a Shurima man in his thirties, and his long sun exposure brightened his skin. It looked like waxed obsidian-he had the registration form in his hand , Shirtless, the bulging muscles have clear lines and a strong sense of strength.

"Name?" The recruiter's voice was full of breath, but a little hoarse, "What kind of arms do you plan to apply for?"

"Hughes." Facing the question of the recruiter, Hughes said honestly, "I intend to apply for the clerk."

"Secretary?" Seems to be a rare candidate for recruiting a clerk. The recruiter glanced up at Hutz, then nodded, seeming to be satisfied with Hughes' temperament. That kind of people."

"For Your Majesty!" After hearing the admiration of the recruiter, Hughes lifted his chest subconsciously. "This is my honor."

Seeing Hughes' excitement, the recruiter's mouth finally had a hint of laughter. He filled Hughes' name on his form, and then raised his hand to point Hughes to the next place to evaluate- The assessment of the clerk is not the same as that of ordinary soldiers, and the content is completely different.

Hughes firmly picked up the recruiter, and after confirming where he was going next, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and accelerated his pace.

"Looking at the recruiter, should he be satisfied?"

"The clerk should be relatively scarce, and the difficulty of assessment may be appropriately relaxed?"

"I really hope that the next assessment will be so smooth..."

With an upset mood, Hughes crossed an arch and came to the clerk's assessment office.

Compared to the heat of the initial registration point outside, the clerk's assessment office is much cooler-this is a small room located inside the walls of Shurima.

That's right, the inside of Shurima's city wall is not inside Shurima's city.

The entire Shurima city wall is nearly 100 meters wide-after it has risen completely from the yellow sand, the Shurima city has almost one more urban area.

Such a thick city wall is naturally not completely solid. There are many entrances and exits and many rooms inside and outside the city wall. Now the place where Hughes is being evaluated is one of the small rooms.

"Report!" Standing at the door of the room, Hughes lifted his chest, trying to make himself look like a legendary soldier belonging to the emperor, "I am Hughes, and I will be evaluated by the clerk!"

"take it easy."

The examiner of the clerk is a middle-aged woman with blond hair. Her eyes are always narrowed, and she looks very kind. After seeing Hughes, who deliberately shows "military temperament", she opens her mouth with a smile. Instructed Hughes not to be so nervous.

"...Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hughes blinked a little overwhelmed and then sat on a chair opposite her according to the examiner's instructions.

"Hughes, right?" Seeing Hughes sit down, the examiner spoke again, "Do you forgive the reading and writing of Rima and Common Language?"

"Yes." Hughes nodded confidently. "I'm very good at this. When I was in the caravan, I used to participate in Piltwolf's trade."

"Very good." Hearing the Piltwolf trade, the smile on the examiner's face was even bigger, "Come, read this article, in two languages..."

"Ancient Shurima..."

Ten minutes later, Hughes passed the test-when he walked out of the small room, he felt as if he was stepping on cotton, with an inexplicable sense of unreality.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind-"I became a warrior of the emperor?!"