League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"Let him in."

The heavy mithril greaves stepped on the hard white marble carved stone bricks, making a very oppressive sound. From far to near, a steel swordsman soldier who took off his mithril helmet walked into the hall, holding Hold on to the hilt of the sword and kneel on one knee.

Seeing the mighty Demacia's strongest fighter in front of him, even Oren, who was a little downcast, couldn't help cheering up and smiling a little more.

The man who deliberately grew a beard looked very mature and stable, Kraken said in a deep voice.

"Master Jiawen, General Oren is well."

"Get up, there are no outsiders now, just be natural."

"yes!"

Standing up, Kraken glanced at Gavinster, who fell to the ground and cried from time to time, and he couldn't understand why his old father didn't choose to help his good son up.

"I don't know why Uncle Jiawen came to me this time?"

As if she didn't hear her son crying loudly, Gavindark weighed her words until Hillis hurried over and gave her husband the back of the head after Oren turned his head, before turning her The son picked him up and coaxed him to the back. This scene made Kraken a little embarrassed.

Aunt Hillis, it doesn't seem so simple...

"Well, Kleist is seven years old this year, right?"

It was clearly the same solemn tone as before, but Kraken always felt that Uncle Jiawen's voice was not as majestic as before.

"Yes, Kleist is currently learning swordsmanship from his father and cultural knowledge from Nalia."

"That's right, he's an excellent boy. When he grows up a bit, Kleist and Gavinstor can get in touch more."

Seeing his old friend Oren bowed his head again, thinking about that yordle like Bo, Gavindark could only change the subject and get down to business.

"You also heard about the Excalibur that appeared in Noxus Emerald Land three days ago? What do you think?"

Nodding unexpectedly, Kraken looked serious.

"It is said that it is a flaming sword that can burn the soul of those who touch it. Lester, the lord of the Emerald Territory, first issued an order to seal off the arena and prohibit anyone from touching it, and then deliberately publicized the news. I think, He may have found a way to use the Excalibur, and wanted to demonstrate the power of the Emerald Leader through the owner of the Excalibur, which is why he set the time for one month later. He wanted more forces to see the Emerald Leading the scene of controlling the Excalibur...

Leicester is a man with a lot of schemes. "

"That's right, Lord Leicester has never been a simple person. I think my old friend has seen this point ten years ago. Whether it is politics or military affairs, the [Magic Face Lord] of the Emerald Territory All have outstanding achievements, absolutely extraordinary.”

Knowing that Gavindark was talking about the meeting between Oren and Epsol, Kraken didn't interrupt.

"I came to you because I want you to go to the Emerald Collar with Oren, participate in the Excalibur Lord Selection Ceremony of the Emerald Collar, and bring back as much important information as possible."

Pointing to the large map hanging on the wall, Gavindark said in a deep voice.

"Before, our spies never had the opportunity to enter the inner city. The opening of the arena in the inner city this time is a rare opportunity. Many forces will enter the emerald collar. This is a good opportunity...

You will participate in the ceremony as VIP representatives of Demacia. Knowing about Excalibur is secondary. The military strength and city defense layout of the Emerald Territory is the most important thing. The Emerald Territory and Noxus are too aggressive. In order to guard For the peace of Demacia, we need more intelligence from the enemy, and plan ahead as much as possible...

The most important thing is that the Noxians should not be aware of our intentions. In the midst of the chaos, everything must be done in a stealthy manner. "

After thinking about it, Kraken nodded.

"I see, Uncle Jiawen."

"Very well, I believe you will not disappoint me."

Smiling gratifiedly, after finishing the business, Gavindark couldn't help but say a few homely things.

"Kraken, you refused the search of the Demon Forbidden... So, Kleist has a talent for magic, right? Will Nalia make Kleist a mage?"

Kraken's expression tightened, and he didn't know what Gavindark meant by saying this, but no matter what, he probably wouldn't drag his only son into confinement.

That being the case, it is better to tell the truth.

"Yes, Kleist has a talent for magic, but Nalia doesn't have the idea of ​​making Kleist a mage, she just wants him to spend his life as an ordinary Demacia."

"That's it... okay, Kraken, the Demacia mission will leave tomorrow, so go back and get ready."

"Understood, Lord Jiawen, General Oren, this subordinate will retire."

When Kraken left, Oren looked at the thoughtful Gavindark, thought about it, and persuaded him.

"I have nothing against you, but now is not a good time."

"I know, I know, I'm just preparing a plan. Maybe I won't see the day when I die. This top-secret plan will only be opened when necessary, as the cornerstone to ensure the peace and stability of Demacia. There will be a day in the future of environmental change, but definitely not now."

"That's good... okay, I'm leaving."

The man who held the highest power in Demacia watched his old friend leave, sighed deeply, and finally gave up the unreliable idea of ​​assassinating the yordle Bo Qi.

"I can't help it, old friend, take a step, let's take a step."

...

In the meeting hall of the Immortal Fortress Fortress, the Noxus High Command was in a meeting when a hurried messenger knocked on the door and placed a confidential letter from another place in front of the leader of the Noxus battle group.

"Jade leads the Heavenly Sword, and next month there will be a ceremony to choose the master of the sword in the arena!? There is such a thing!? Isn't this more fun than the third wife?"

The man who couldn't suppress his excitement patted the table and stood up laughing.

As the immortal fortress that is most closely related to the Emerald Leader, Nadalz drools enviously all over the table after knowing that the Emerald Leader has obtained the Excalibur, without any grandeur of a barbarian.

Stendhal rolled his eyes at Nadalz, who burst out of nature from time to time, and got used to it.

From a distance, he looks very majestic, but from a close look, he is very smart and a fool.

Strictly speaking, there are not many reliable people in this room, and all the fighting depends on enthusiasm and oh-la-oh-la.

Looking back now, Stendhal himself didn't know how such a group of hanging people, under the guidance of the Pale Witch, forcibly integrated together to defeat the tyrant Morde Kaiser, and successfully occupied the Immortal Fortress.

It must have been luck.

"Then now comes the question, who wants to go to the Emerald Collar to participate in the Excalibur Master Selection Ceremony?"

As soon as Stendhal's voice fell, countless echoes came and went.

"I go!"

"Me too!"

"I, Du Erxiu, is the chosen one! I want to meet the Lord of the Excalibur with the emerald collar to see if he is a hero and whether he is eligible to obtain the Excalibur..."

After waving his hand, Du Erxiu kicked his legs while struggling, and was dragged out by the serious guards.

Stendhal, with a dark face, looked at the chaotic meeting hall in an instant, and was a little speechless.

If things go on like this, I'm afraid that even discussing how to deal with Winter's Claw and Howling Wind will be completely forgotten.

It's still a hairy meeting, why not go home and play the third wife with Nadalz.

"I'll go."

The door of the meeting room was pushed open, and the female mage who had been missing for more than two years came into the suddenly quiet meeting room with a smile on her face, causing everyone to fall into a state of surprise.

This woman went back and forth without a trace, why is she acting like a ghost?

"I think it's feasible, but it's just that Ms. Rose can't express our sincerity, or else, I'll go too, what does Lord Nadalz think?"

Stendhal breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"It's possible, then please trouble Ms. Rose and Lord Stendhal to go there."

The woman smiled.

"It's not troublesome, it's just that I've been away for too long and I just want to go home and have a look."

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