LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Lux's words can be described as heartbreaking.

The reason why Silas' previous extreme remarks resonated so much among mages was not because of how reasonable his words were, nor how impeccable his theory of "physically eliminating the exploited class" was.

But because:

Silas and everyone are brothers who have been in prison together, fellow mages, and class brothers.

It is their common identity and common experiences that allow them to form common ideas.

But now:

"Let me tell you the truth, Mr. Silas." Lux came up and exposed his background: "You are working for the commander of the Demon Seeker Corps, General Eldred, right?"

"What?!" The scene was in an uproar.

Hearing this, the mages looked at Silas and immediately felt something wrong.

The Demon Searcher Corps, what the hell is that horse riding thing?

If the mages' hatred towards the royal family and nobles of Demacia, the Crownguard family and Lux ​​is 10.

Then their hatred for the Demon Seeker Corps is 10 to the 10th power.

They hate it so much that when they hear the Demon Seeker Corps and Commander Eldred's name, they can immediately activate their plateau bloodline, stack up five layers of blood rage, and transform from a mage into a Demacia berserker.

But you Silas actually:

"You actually work for the Demon Searchers Corps?!"

The mages glared at Silas.

"I..." Silas was at a loss for words. He wanted to explain but couldn't.

The remote control device in his hand, which could only be obtained from the Demon Searcher Corps, already explained many problems.

At this time, without waiting for him to formulate his words, the mages spontaneously followed his sudden exposure of his "true identity" and figured out many questions: "Yes... before Silas was imprisoned, he was a demon hunter." A lackey working for the Corps, isn’t it?”

"What did you say?!" Silas looked over angrily.

Yes, he worked for the Demon Searcher Corps.

But that horse riding was from the old almanac more than ten years ago!

Moreover, he was reported by his parents since he was a child and was arrested by the Demon Searchers Corps. If he doesn't work for the Demon Searchers, what else can he do? Does he have a choice?

The truth is this.

But once everyone breaks away from the problem itself to discuss the issue, and starts talking about one’s background and investigating factors, then no one will calm down and reason.

"Yeah..." Not only did the mages not believe him, they even raised more serious questions about him: "Now that I think about it, there is something wrong with Silas."

"The average person will die from long-term depletion of magic power within two or three years after entering the Demon Forbidden Tower. Even if they don't die of illness, they will still be tortured to death by those demon hunters."

"But this guy, how come he's okay even after living there for more than ten years?"

The doubts are getting louder and louder, and they are becoming more and more baseless and baseless.

Even Silas's painful experience of being taken out of the prison by the jailers and put into the execution room, tortured and beaten, can be interpreted as "cooperating with the secret operations of the Demon Searchers Corps and quietly leaving the prison to perform tasks."

As they chatted, Silas' image almost turned into the eagle dog lackey of the Demacian nobles and the loyal servant of the Demon Seeker Corps.

"No! No!" Silas heard the veins on his forehead popping out, and his iron fists became even more clenched.

He looked at Lux who looked proud, and said angrily: "Don't, don't listen to this woman's nonsense! Don't forget -"

"She is a crown guard and a noble of Demacia! Eldred is even her future uncle!"

"Also...just a few days ago, she let a dragon bird eat our mage brother alive in front of us!"

"Oh?" Lux interrupted him with a smile.

She was just waiting for this to happen to Celesti: "Are you referring to the mages you said I killed?"

With that said, Lux turned her head and looked at the "Magic Swamp Frog" that everyone ignored with a flattering look:

"Mr. Tam, please."

"Hmph!" The big toad opened its mouth in displeasure: "It's the last time. The girl with blond hair."

"You want me to do everything, do you think I'm a steam robot? Also, your leaders of the leader have become more and more timid recently, and they don't dare to do any big things."

"The Noxian army is in Piltover, and a lot of gold coins are waiting on the other side of the canal. How come no one wants to be a traitor anymore? Sigh... I'm surprised. You are all afraid. What?"

"We are arresting them here and there, but they are all petty thieves. They can only eat some hair and nails. The perpetrators are still shallow believers on the periphery of the organization... They have no taste in the first place, and they have become corrupted. It doesn’t smell good.”

"Look, I haven't been able to eat well recently, and I want to work for you for free..."

Tam grumbled with an unhappy look on his face, but under Lux's careful and flattering gaze, he reluctantly stuck out his long tongue and drew a circle on the ground.

This invisible circle soon became tangible, turning into a strange puddle that appeared on the ground out of thin air.

The other side of the puddle seemed to be connected to another space. I could see ripples on the water surface moving slightly... and several large living people emerged from the "bottom of the water".

They are the same mages who were eaten by the so-called "magic birds" a few days ago.

But now, they are all standing here perfectly.

"At that time, Eldred used military law to force me to kill people, so I could only 'kill' them." Faced with the surprised looks of the mages, Lux explained in time.

"But actually, I don't have any pet dragon bird at all. The so-called dragon bird at that time was all created by Mr. Tam using magic."

"Of course these mages are not dead. They have been in Zaun these days, eating and drinking well to recuperate."

Now the pressure is entirely on Silas's side.

Lux explained clearly, looked at him and asked: "Mr. Silas, do you have anything else to say now?"

"I can prove that I did not kill anyone. But can you guarantee that you are not working for the Demon Seeker Corps?"

"..." Cold sweat broke out on Silas's forehead, and he was speechless for a moment.

Half of it was because I was scared.

Because he has realized how terrifying this "Magic Swamp Frog" is in front of him.

The other half of the reason was that he didn't know how to explain it.

Is he working for the Demon Seeker Corps now?

It really is.

"But..." Facing the eyes of everyone with the same hatred and hatred, Silas could only bite the bullet and explain: "I am just cooperating with the Demon Seeker Corps and taking this opportunity to save everyone."

This is indeed the case.

He did not betray his fellow mages, nor was he some hawk-dog lackey of the demon-seekers. Although there is cooperation between the two parties, at most it is only a relationship of mutual use.

But no one cares about this anymore.

Everyone only cares about the fact that Silas admitted that he cooperated with the magic seekers, and only cares about his "ingredients":

"You bastard, what else do you have to say? You are the dog sent by the demon searchers. Do you think we will still believe you?!"

Silas: "......"

This time he couldn't explain it at all.

He previously advocated speaking based on composition, believing that people from hostile classes must be enemies.

Even Levi, a short-term leader, would be caught and severely criticized by Silas because of his compromise and cooperation with the Demacia nobles and because of his girlfriend who came from a wealthy family.

It's better now, the mages have followed him and learned to check the ingredients.

Once Silas's identity as a "Demon Hunter lackey" is exposed, no one will listen to him calmly anymore.

"Mr. Silas, is this what you want to see?" Lux slowed down her tone at the right time and asked seriously: "We don't talk about faith, right or wrong, and only use our origin and background to distinguish between ourselves and our enemies?"

"Now do you still think this is good?"

Silas was speechless.

When he kept talking about attacking class enemies, he never thought that he could also be beaten as a class enemy.

"Actually, I understand you, Mr. Silas."

"President Levi told us when he was educating us:"

"It may be irrational to talk about one's origin or status in advance. But it is precisely the result of irreconcilable class conflicts. It is precisely because everyone has suffered enough from the exploiting class in the past that they are extremely repulsive to us. class enemy."

"So he understands why you did it."

If it were a world without demons, Levi wouldn't be able to do anything about this phenomenon.

But this is Runeterra:

"We are all believers of the goddess Janna."

"We can put aside gender, age, race, nationality, class, and any other external characteristics that indicate our identity, and gather together as a common treasure from all over the world -"

"That's our faith!"

As she spoke, Lux spread her palms to gather the breeze.

Threads of faith were also drawn from her, Sona, Silas, and many people present.

Leaders do not need any external identity.

As long as they have the same beliefs, they are comrades who can fight together in life and death.

"No..." Silas still couldn't accept it.

Because he was shocked to find that his thread of faith was even thinner than that of Sona and Belax, the two noble ladies.

Sona and Lux's thread of faith was as bright as a meteor streaking across the sky.

But his thread of faith flickered, looming, and seemed ready to disappear at any moment.

"No! This is impossible!"

Silas didn't believe that these two pampered aristocratic ladies would be more leaders than him.

Obviously he is the oppressed person who has been soaked in bitter water, and he is the one who should be taken care of by the goddess Janna.

"I told you, the leader doesn't care about his background." Lux sighed: "Your faith is weak, I'm afraid it's because... you still have selfish motives."

"Selfish?" Silas couldn't accept such an accusation: "How could I be selfish! I never thought about pursuing privileges and personal enjoyment like a noble!"

"It's not just the pursuit of enjoyment that can be called selfishness." Lux asked sharply:

"Silas, do you really believe from the bottom of your heart that your theory is absolutely correct? Or are you blinded by hatred and choose to believe so?"

"I..." Silas's face turned red.

"Hate is also a kind of selfishness."

"Mr. Silas, when you give up thinking and rationality for the sake of hatred, you are no longer a qualified leader."