League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Fidelite, Morrowind District, the main temple of Janna, the Goddess of Wind, under the long green steps.

A black magic carriage with a low-key and luxurious style slowly stopped in the lush parking area.

The temple guard guarding under the long steps first glanced at the black flame horse with magical blood, and then his eyes stayed on the dark gold black rose emblem. The temple guard's expression suddenly became solemn, and he took the initiative to look at the horse driving the carriage. The beautiful female mage coachman saluted with attention.

Different from the era of the Imperial Generals of the Darkwill family, starting from the era of the Imperial Holy Emperor, the Black Rose Magic Society has turned from darkness to light, appearing in front of the general public and nobles of the Empire, openly demonstrating its pivotal power and energy. .

Nowadays, the Black Rose Magic Society has become the top force in the Noxus Empire. Over the years, the Black Rose Magic Society has controlled half of the empire's magic world, and has continuously exported magic talents to the empire and the military.

The other half of the country is affected by various factors, but all of them are not as heavy as the Black Rose Magic Association.

There are two types of mages in the Noxus Empire, one is the mage and the other is the black rose mage.

If a person with magical talent fails to make a name for himself in the Black Rose Magic Association, even if he really has excellent magical talent, he will be subject to various doubts, unless he becomes a recognized arcane master like Ryze.

Therefore, magic geniuses with backgrounds will go to the Black Rose Magic Association to study in order to obtain an officially certified mage status and enjoy the high social status brought by the Black Rose Mage.

The Black Rose Magic Association is also open to imperial civilians. For many imperial civilians who want to cross class but are unwilling to go to the battlefield to be a leader, passing the annual Black Rose Mage Academy entrance examination is the easiest shortcut. ,

Once you successfully enroll, even if you are ignored by everyone because of your lack of magic talent, as long as you complete the study tasks assigned by the academy step by step, ordinary people can still get generous rewards.

Because the base of talent with magical talents is too large, the entrance threshold and difficulty of admission to the Black Rose Magic Association are increasing year by year, and have already been raised to the point of being only one in a hundred.

In order to prevent people from secretly communicating with each other, the entrance examination is controlled by judges appointed by the Judgment Angel Judgment Committee.

The judges are impartial and impartial regardless of their origins. They give every student a fair environment with the authority granted by the Empire's Angel of Justice, thus avoiding brain drain and internal corruption to the greatest extent.

In order to implement fairness and justice, the judge will reject any form of favoritism and malpractice.

Lester can use a 'special move' to make a person without magic talent become a member of the mage students, but it is impossible for a judge to falsify in the assessment trial. This shows how valuable the black rose is.

At this time, what the guards of the Temple of Wind saw was the four-leaf black rose with gold edges that only the Black Rose Grand Magister was eligible to obtain. This meant that the person sitting in the magic carriage was either a Grand Magister who was born in the Black Rose, or The personal apprentice of the Great Magister,

The passengers in the carriage are definitely not the ones the temple guards like them can mess with. Thoughtful etiquette can avoid many unnecessary troubles.

Already ready to take the initiative to salute, when the two temple guards saw the woman walking out of the carriage, they still froze on the spot and performed the "attention salute" that they least wanted to perform.

The woman who stepped out of the carriage was about twenty years old, with thick black hair, a neck that was purer and whiter than the first snow in winter, and exposed skin on her wrists that could be broken by a blow.

The woman gently held the black crystal staff. Under her willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows, which were as beautiful as the crescent moon, was a pair of clear eyes that were as mysterious and peaceful as the dark night.

The large black rose robe cannot conceal the proud and straight figure of the woman, as if she has been moisturized by a man.

The curvature of the woman's body is full and rounded. Every move she makes shows nothing, but is more alluring than some half-covered male killers. However, the woman's posture and temperament are pure and untouched. Being a virgin can easily make people want to conquer.

With such contrasting figure and temperament appearing in one person, a woman is like the bright moon hiding behind the clouds in the middle of the night, both cold and charming, and indescribably sultry.

Seeing the stunning beauty who seemed to have walked out of the painting walking towards him with light steps, the two temple guards who were stared at with murderous eyes by the carriage driver finally came back to their senses and did not dare to look any further. He looked at the woman one more time and lowered his head in embarrassment, fearing that she would accuse him.

To the disappointment of the two temple guards, as if she didn't care about a stone on the roadside, the woman didn't even look at them. Naturally, there was no question of 'asking guilt'. Instead, her own tears kept flowing, as if It was true that he was attacked in some way by the female driver.

But who cares about that now?

Watching the woman he could never afford to offend as she walked up the stairs in despair, the temple guard felt pain and inferiority for the first time because he didn't say "hello" to a stranger.

"Sister Kesha, I thought you would stay at home for a while. It's rare that the teacher gave us a long vacation. Wouldn't it be better to spend more time with our uncle and aunt?"

Jasmine, a young female driver with an equally extraordinary appearance, looked at the woman's profile, which was many times more beautiful than hers. She wiped the saliva that almost dripped out and sighed to herself. Her aunt's job of protecting flowers was really hard to do, but her grandmother's was really hard to do. If she didn't pay attention, Your goal of protecting a woman may be taken advantage of by a man.

If she hadn't been able to look at such a beautiful and pure creature every day, she, Sailor Moon, who had loved killing and torturing her since she was a child, would never have done anything in this business and would have been a living widow.

Although she could follow her protection target into the bathhouse while taking a bath, the problem was that her grandma could look at her no matter what, but it was absolutely impossible to get started.

Even if it is a friendly bath, it should be done out of affection and politeness, and there should be no evil intentions or inappropriate behavior. After all, she is not a Zhuge village woman, but a woman of the Holy Emperor. Even if she is a woman, she is not qualified to get involved with Kai. Sha...unless she convinces her true master to let her have some sense of involvement.

Every magic crystal warrior will engrave the will of loyalty to the emperor on her soul when fusing the life crystal core. Compared with loyalty, personal selfish desires are nothing at all. But after satisfying the spiritual needs of loyalty, she is truly I really want to post something with my 'eldest' sister, Kay G. Sha.

Jasmine, who was beginning to have delusions in her mind, stuck out her tongue and had a playful look on her face. Judging from her performance, she could not tell that she was a theoretical old Si Ji with profound skills.

"Being a carriage driver for Sister Kesha is really hard. As long as you work hard enough, there will be endless work."

Walking on the long bluestone steps to the Temple of Wind, a shy smile appeared on Kesha's face.

"I still don't want to affect their two-person life. They have worked hard for most of their lives to make a living. They get together less and stay apart more.

Now that they have settled down in Fidelite, the two of them are... inseparable every day.

Jasmine, worshiping the goddess of wind is also very important. "

Jasmine proudly raised her breasts that were not an eyesore. She was different from other poor girls. She would not be jealous of the things she did not have, but would only admire them even more.

If you are jealous, you will never be able to have it. If you are longing for it...what if one day the wise and mighty Holy Emperor will appreciate your efforts and allow yourself, an old farmer, to taste the big cantaloupe that you have worked so hard to cultivate?

"Of course, when it comes to the art of rejuvenation in the world, my Black Rose is the number one!"

After consolidating her character first, Jasmine's eyes vaguely swept over the stalwart that could hold up half the sky, and she swallowed.

"Sister, don't think that old people don't have love needs. People just have no energy. Once they have vitality and health, even old people will have spring flowers. Let me tell you, if you designate more brothers and sisters, then You take your younger brothers and sisters shopping, and they treat them like your children."

"Jasmine, you, don't talk nonsense..."

Kesha lowered her voice, so embarrassed.

"I gave birth to my baby because of brother Lester. As long as brother Lester wants..."

Jasmine patted her chest, confident.

"Don't worry, I will help my sister when the time comes."

Keisha:?

The two chatting all the way completed the five thousand stone steps before noon and arrived at the main temple of the Goddess of Wind built on the Urus Mountains.

Different from the churches and temple branches of the Wind Goddess scattered in various provincial towns, the main temple of the Goddess of Wind is majestic and majestic. At first glance, it looks like the residence of the god, not a dilapidated hut.

In order to build the Temple of Janna, the Noxus Empire mobilized thousands of magicians to flatten the entire mountain, hollowed out a quarry, and built a huge temple system at the 'U'-shaped vent of the Urus Mountains. , forming a place of pilgrimage respected by thousands of people.

A 10,000-pound stone gate controlled by magical energy blocks the narrow passages of the inner hall and the outer hall, allowing the Temple of Wind to form two completely different areas.

With the help of the flowing wind, Janna can extend her senses and power to any territory of the empire. She can also transform the power of faith of the people of the empire into a storm that tears everything apart and destroys enemies who invade the empire.

Precisely because of the frequent manifestations in front of people, the church of Janna, the Goddess of Wind, and its audience are much larger than the church of Soraka, Son of the Stars. However, with the strong support of the official empire and the selfless dedication of the Sisters of the Stars, the Temple of the Stars has gained a lot of status and reputation. She is not inferior to Janna in battle. The two imperial gods are evenly matched, like a water bowl being leveled by a man.

This was not the first time she came to the Temple of Wind. Standing outside the solemn temple gate, Kesha was still involuntarily praying with her hands and eyes closed, using her actions and beliefs to express her gratitude to the god who had changed her life's destiny.

As if hearing Kesha's prayer, a gentle breeze of the same magnitude and grandeur blew towards Kesha and Jasmine's cheeks like a gentle embrace.

Feeling the gentleness of the wind, Kesha smiled sweetly, while Jasmine turned around silently, with tears streaming down her face.

No matter which time she comes, Sister Janna will give her the gentlest heart. This is not something she wants to take advantage of. Can standing here and being hugged passively count as taking advantage? Even her master can't control it.

Sure enough, it took Sister Janna to make her feel a moment of tenderness in this cold world.

It would be a beautiful thing if I could drown in the majestic peak of Sister Janna.

Little did he know that at this moment, his personal female bodyguard wiped away the saliva of an idiot and temporarily 'betrayed' him mentally.

Kesha opened her eyes again when she heard the footsteps, staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, her eyes suddenly felt a little sour.

Compared with the last time we met, the aging look on Luisa’s face was even more obvious.

She clearly remembered how much she envied the pampered Luisa Priest when she first met Luisa fifteen years ago.

And now, Priest Louisa, who was transferred from the local church to the Temple of Wind, is already older than her mother. The carving knife of time has left too many scratches on Priest Louisa's body. Only a pair of shoes full of wisdom and tenderness. His eyes are still bright and look very energetic.

If it hadn't been for Luisa Priest, she would not have met Brother Lester who saved her, and would have been turned into a monster by the terrifying void. Luisa Priest was her savior just like Brother Lester.

Seeing Kesha's admiration, a gentle smile appeared on Louisa's old face, but she did not hold Kesha's hand like she did when she was little.

"Are they Kesha and little Jasmine? They have really grown into outstanding girls. Come in quickly, Lady Janna is waiting for you in the temple."

Nodding, Kesha stepped forward and followed Luisa, wanting to express her gratitude. Many words came to her lips but she didn't know what to say, so she could only whisper.

"Grandma Louisa, why did Lady Janna show up to find us?"

The old nun smiled peacefully.

"You should ask Lady Janna yourself this question. As long as you don't offend her, she is a very gentle goddess."

Because of the summons of the Goddess of Wind, Kesha and Luisa only exchanged a few pleasantries along the way. In the end, Jasmine and Louisa stayed outside the temple, while Kesha walked into the temple of the Goddess of Wind alone.

When Kesha entered the temple, Janna, who was wearing a cool white dress, was standing under her goddess statue and looking up at 'himself', as if she was in a daze or missing something.

However, Kesha knew that Janna would be in a daze in front of her statue whenever she had nothing to do.

The two goddess statues in the Temple of Wind and the Temple of Stars were both carved by Brother Lester. Not to mention the friendship contained in them, just in terms of craftsmanship, the two large goddess statues are both masters in the empire's sculpture world. level works,

There are even unconfirmed (erased) rumors that a middle-aged male sculptor, who was unable to see the statue of the goddess with his own eyes, actually found a black mage to drink a transformation potion and turned into a girl. I wanted to pass the nun selection, but I was picked out during the first batch of screening.

For Kesha, whether the rumors were true or false, it was enough to illustrate the extraordinary level of the statue, but the focus was never on the level of craftsmanship.

She knew that Sister Jana was missing the same man just like her.