League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The Principality of Valoran, the territory of the Leonor family, is located in a mansion in the main western city of Glenlot.

Gently putting down the hardcover version of [Glory of Valoran] that recorded the centuries-old history of the Kingdom of Valoran in his hand, the man stood up and pushed open the glass door.

Once upon a time, Valoran was also a great country. The various lords of Valoran combined owned the territory of the entire eastern region, starting from Nokmoch Plains in the west, to the Sea of ​​the Warden in the east, and to the port of Shurima, Zaun, in the south. , looking north to the Dalmor Plains, all the Valorans were proud of their powerful country, until a barbarian from the north, a barbarian named Sarn U'zul, led a bloodthirsty army Going all the way south kicked off the split of the Kingdom of Valoran.

It was the darkest era. The royal army was defeated again and again, humiliated and killed by a group of barbarians. The dead were made into human pigeons and impaled on spiked wooden stakes, while the living were enslaved and raised crude weapons against them. All countries launched crazy attacks,

The Royal Army fought less and less, and the barbarians of Sarn Uzul fought more and more. The land of Valoran was covered with gray, and a fortress with countless human bones buried appeared in the east of the continent. At this moment, Another group of brutal barbarians defeated the tyrant but inherited the tyrant's will and once again brought disaster to the continent of Valoran.

Can I really stop this?

Standing outside the open-air balcony surrounded by curved marble fences, Violet, wearing a light green cloak, squinted her eyes and looked into the distance.

The twelve-meter-high city wall is full of knife marks and arrow holes. After a hundred years of repairs, the battlements have been unable to regain their former sharp edges and corners. Instead, some flashy things have been added.

The breath of decline has lingered in this magnificent city for five hundred years. Ever since the kingdom was torn apart by the warlord tyrants in the north, the nobles of the Kingdom of Valoran have never sat at the same table to do the same thing. Kingdoms became principalities, and the nobility could no longer be held together by words and ideas alone.

Unlike the emerging city of Mosliyan in the east, Granlot is like an old coward who has entered his twilight years and is afraid of death but is dressed in silk and gold. He looks arrogantly thinking about his past all day long. However, he always kowtows to the outside robbers and exchanges the most precious things at home for false peace. Little does he know that he is just meat on the chopping board. When the butcher is free, the butcher's knife will fall on him.

Just like the murderous butchers five hundred years ago, today's neighbors to the northeast of the principality are also a group of brutal villains who are keen on destruction...

There is no doubt that the Leonor family's kneecaps have rotted away along with their heads.

If something is rotten, you have to dig it out ruthlessly.

"Dong dong dong"

After receiving a response, the door was pushed open. The moment Violet turned around, the look of solemnity in her eyebrows disappeared, and her face became more gentle, regaining her gentle temperament.

The significance of knocking on the door is not only to create distance, but also to hide all sorrows and prepare the most perfect and reliable face for the one you love.

"Lena, didn't you go have afternoon tea with Sylvia and the others today?"

Regarding her father's question, the Qingli girl, who was isolated by other peers, shook her head and did not tell the real reason why her father was worried.

"I'm feeling a little unwell, so I declined Sylvia's invitation... Father, is everything going well this time?"

The man paused and said in a relaxed tone.

"My daughter, you know, we're going to need more than a little patience if we're going to bring a bunch of stubborn old fools to the table."

"Pfft~ Father, in your eyes, the noble Duke Anthony and the others are just stupid roe deers?"

Seeing her daughter, who was unhappy because she was isolated by other noble girls, laughing, Violet felt a little proud, but her face became more solemn.

"No, they may be even stupider than the roe deer. After all, the stupid roe deer knows how to move its mouth to eat. I fed Duke Anthony something into his mouth and he didn't even know how to chew it. It's probably because all his teeth have fallen out."

"Hahaha~ Comparing Duke Anthony to a roe deer is too rude to the roe deer."

"No, no, my daughter, you were wrong. I was actually insulting Roe Deer. I think I should apologize to Mr. Roe Deer properly."

The father and daughter who had slandered the great noble laughed happily at the same time.

Listening to the warm conversation in the room, Sacco, who was hiding in the closet and hunkering down to breathe silently, clenched the magic steel dagger in his hand. His nose was filled with the smell of a girl, and Sacco couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Perhaps it was something in the smile that he had never experienced before. Sacco didn't understand what the throbbing in his heart was, but he knew that if it weren't for the order, he wouldn't want to kill the man named Violet.

However, this is a task assigned to him by his master.

Even if he is unwilling, he must do it according to the master's standards at all costs.

In this mission, you must show the necessary deterrence. This is the only thing you have to pay attention to. It is related to the master's satisfaction with you.

In addition to this, whether his behavior will cause pain to a girl who has lost her father is no longer something he can consider.

He has long been disqualified from cherishing tenderness. Now, he just wants to live and see that woman again.

It's getting late.

Lena came outside the study with a cup of hot black tea and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

The girl came to the desk. On the desk was a map that was her father's most cherished. The map marked the names of various fortresses and fortresses, including the military deployment of the Leonor family and Noxus as discovered by family spies. , the girl knew that, unlike the cowardly Leonor family, the family led by her father had been preparing for a war with Noxus.

"The tea you make is very similar to what my mother made. It's just an ordinary move, but it always produces a sweet taste that I like best."

The man's eyes swept over his daughter, and with a raised brow, the man looked away and focused on the map again.

It was a barbarian country called 'Noxus'. With its lifeless madness and tyrant's legacy, it was based on the fortress fortress made of dead souls with banditry, and it was eyeing the surrounding countries.

Fighting is the same as drinking tea. You can never be in a hurry. Being anxious is a blasphemy and waste of victory and love.

"But I didn't put any sugar cubes in the tea."

The girl's smile was like a pure lily, and Violet could no longer fully focus on the map.

"Sweet tea without sugar is really good tea..."

"Dad...Mom must be very happy to have a husband like you, right?"

"Lena, if you can't love someone with all your heart, then this love is meaningless."

Shaco, holding the dagger, understood that he already had a choice on how to deal with the two of them.

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