Faye’s League of Legends

  After a few months, Irvingdale is as old as ever.

  After meeting Rod, Gana looked relieved.

  To tell the truth, when Rod was not around, Gana really felt a little worried. Although Irvingdale had no problem here, the Demacia authorities had no effort to deal with the Revolutionary Army, but Gana's heart was not practical.

  And this kind of untruthfulness was fulfilled in the night after the return of Rod. An unexpected visitor visited Rod who was meditating in the study.

   It was a person who covered her face. Her voice was low and hoarse, as if it was an old woman. When she appeared, the shadow accompanied her to the left and right, so that Rhode didn't even find her in the first place.

"who are you?"

For a long time, this sudden appearance generally belongs to Rod. This can make others unclear about Rod’s details, and also allows Rod to have more say. When this method is used on himself, Rod always felt uncomfortable.

   "This is not very important." The other party is hiding in the shadows, and it seems that there is no meaning to appear at all. "I have been waiting for the leader here to return."

  Rood raised his eyebrows, and reluctantly released a soft light from the lighting technique to brighten the study a lot, but did not let the people in the shadow show his face.

  This is not beyond Rod's expectation. Rather than guessing whether lighting can work wonders, Rod is more concerned about whether the other party hates lighting.

   And judging from the results...No.

  A shadowwalker who doesn't hate light?

  Road's alarm bell masterpiece.

   "Then you should go to Silas, he is next door." Facing the question thrown by the other side, Rhod wisely chose not to talk, "That's the one here."

   "No, it's not." The Shadowwalker seemed to shake his head. "I know very well that you are the one who decides the future here and I am looking for you."

   "Is it?" Rod shrugged and acted silly, "What can I do to find me?"

   "I just want to know." The Shadowwalker slowly drifted towards Rhodes. "Why did you choose to help these Demasian casters? In this land, the mage has always been ominous and dark."

"I think you seem to have misunderstood the mage." Rod froze for a moment, and then denied the other party's statement. "I am a mage. Although I admit that I sometimes play tricks, I am really a good person. ~"

   "A good person to help the mage?"

   "Yes, a good person who helps mages to play their meaning."

  The shadow fell into silence. She seemed to be a bit puzzled by Rhode's statement, but she seemed unable to tell where the doubt was.

   Seeing that this uninvited guest was inexplicably silent, Rhode got up and signaled that the other party could leave. Unsure of whether the other party was making a fuss and attracting his attention. All abnormal and strange behaviors, Rhod made up his mind and ignored it.

   As for who the other party is...

   After investigation, let's talk!

   Facing Rod's eviction order, the Shadowwalker seemed a little surprised. She hesitated and finally chose to leave.

   Of course, before leaving, she left a sentence.

   "We will see you soon."

  ……………………

   For this strange Shadowwalker, Rhodes looked dazed.

  Who is this product?

   With the help of the power of the shadows, the guy appeared quietly. This guy even made Rod feel the danger of Dermacia and this character?

  Since Silas and Zina were dealing with the backlog of this period, Rod simply took time to investigate the identity of the Shadowwalker.

  However, no matter how Rhode investigates, the result is nothing.

   She seemed to appear out of thin air, and disappeared out of thin air, leaving no more traces...

   Then, when Rod thought about whether to increase his efforts to let Fiona help, Lax found him.

   "What? Will the light find me?"

   It would be normal for the light to find itself, after all, Laxe got off the train halfway after returning to Demacia, and took a step first.

   But strangely, looking at the appearance of Lax, it seems that she was looking for herself first and has not communicated with Silas.

   This is rather weird. Rhode is very sure that from the perspective of the light meeting, Silas and the Revolutionary Army should be closer to themselves.

   It doesn't make sense Lax finds himself first!

   "The specific reason is more complicated." It seems that the surprise to Rhodes had been expected. Lax directly explained, "It is mainly about some old things that are even older than Demacia."

  Looking at Lacus, Rod finally narrowed his eyes.

   Older than Demacia?

   As we all know, Demasia should be the least-remaining country in the entire Varoland. At least in Rhode's understanding, this country can have today's achievements, relying solely on the efforts of its own nationals and the help of the magic stone.

   But Demacia has no heritage, it does not mean that Demacia has no extraordinary power.

   Think of Lu Zian’s enchantment of the holy flame with a pistol...

It’s just that this trace is not very obvious in Demasia, so Rod has always regarded it as some of the inheritance of the ancient ruins by Demasians, just like the inheritance of the Noxus to the immortal fortress. Although they I got those magical heritages, but it's still difficult to digest them.

   But now listening to the meaning of Lax, it seems that Demasia has a very high ability to use the inheritance...?

   "Can you tell me what the **** is going on?"

"It's more complicated." Lax took out a thick, bulky head directly from the package. "Read the page with bookmarks~www.wuxiaspot.com~Rod opened it. book.

  Under the effect of proficient language, obscure words are rather eloquent poetry for Rhodes. Rhodes read out the contents gently.

   "The era of prosperity of runes, the era of frequent wars."

   "The madman succeeds, the magic wreak havoc."

   "..."

   "Long night came to the world, overlooking Tiannan, and praying for Anbang."

  Thousands of years ago, the Demasian language is different from the current language. The words read seem to have some rhyme but from the text, this seems to describe a mythological story.

   "Very old myth." After Rode finished reading the long poem, Lax took the book back and carefully collected it, "There is no fun, nor is it widely spread."

   "You can say that." Rod nodded. "So, the light will find me because of this poem?"

   "Yes." Putting away the book, Lax's expression finally became serious. "The sister in the story... visited the light meeting."

   Hearing the news, Rod finally narrowed his eyes.