LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

A few days later, a noble manor in the Immortal Fortress City.

"Commander Leicester, let's have another drink." The owner of the manor glanced at him, and the servant standing with a bottle on the side came forward respectfully and slowly filled a glass of fine wine for Leicester.

Lester was slightly drunk, but he still drank the wine happily.

He came from a poor background and had never done much research on wine. But the difference between good wine and cheap wine is still obvious and can be tasted.

"General Tomili, how much does this thing cost?" Lester asked vulgarly.

"It's not worth anything." General Tomili smiled calmly: "They are all products of his own winery."

"We are also old comrades-in-arms. If you like it, I will ask the butler to send two cars to your house tomorrow. Please take your time to taste it."

"Haha..." Of course Leicester knew that the "worthless self-brewed wine" mentioned by the old nobleman must be very valuable.

A gift is two cars. If converted into market price, this is probably enough for the leaders of the Leader to go to see Mr. Tam.

Although Lester is not a leader, in the past year, he has been strictly demanding himself according to the standards of a leader.

Not to mention two cars of famous wine worth thousands of gold, he would not accept even a favor of one gold coin casually. Even if he accepts it, he will immediately give back a gift of corresponding value to show the distinction between public and private matters.

So when General Tomili said he would give him two carts of fine wine, his first reaction was to refuse. but...

"I'm already a sinner, so what else is there to do?" Recalling Swain's cold and decisive words, Leicester couldn't help but laugh to himself.

Compared with the evil deeds he committed in the past to massacre the city, collecting two carts of wine is nothing.

Anyway, he won't be able to keep his position in the future, so he might as well get drunk today and be his true self first.

"Thank you then, General Tomili," Lester said.

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Tomili's eyes.

He took a sip of the red wine, then took advantage of his drunkenness and said, half jokingly, half seriously: "Hey, Commander Leicester, please don't call me general again."

"I can't even see my own battle group now. I eat, drink and have fun in this manor like a useless person every day. How can I be regarded as an imperial general?"

In order to maintain the stability of the domestic situation, Swain used thunderous means to wipe out all the rebels, and then rudely gave the "Imperial Capital Housing Benefits" to the leaders of the independent war groups who were like local princes.

Almost all the leaders of the independent war groups were forced to leave their own territories, moved to the Immortal Fortress with their wives, children, and children, and became central officials in name only under Swain's nose.

Although Swain did not accomplish everything, the territories and warbands under their names are still under the control of their family members who stayed behind.

But obviously, if their family members left behind in the territory are not peaceful enough and want to cause trouble again...

As the heads of the family, they, along with other family members who came to the capital together, would be immediately sent to prison by Swain, experiencing the complex emotions of being sent to the guillotine in Noxus by a "filial son and brother".

"Oh. If I continue to be idle like this, I will be too fat to ride a dragon lizard!"

"Haha..." Leicester said with a fake smile, without making any response.

General Tomili secretly observed his expression, and continued to talk "drunk talk": "Actually, it's good to have tea and drink every day, and have a little leisure time."

"It's just that I'm worried that if this continues, we may not even be able to drink the wine in this glass."

"What?" Lester frowned secretly, feeling wary.

"They are not the leaders yet." General Tomili's "drunk talk" became more and more explicit: "These ancestors have already infiltrated into Noxus in an overwhelming manner. Even the serfs in my winery have been They stirred up and clamored for personal freedom, rent and interest reduction, and clearance of old debts..."

"Alas! If this continues, won't Noxus be turned upside down by these poor devils?"

"I don't know what Commander Swain is thinking, why hasn't he..."

"Ahem!" Seeing that the old comrade's words were getting more and more dangerous, Lester interrupted with a light cough at the right time.

Then, he said seriously: "Commander Swain has his own considerations. We have the power of two ancient demons, and we don't need to be afraid of the Wind Leader."

The Demons of Fire and Demons of Shadow left behind by the Black Rose are now openly the power of the Noxian Empire.

Just like Demacia promoted Galio as a "weapon of decisive battle" to appease the hearts of the war faction, Swain has been promoting the power of these two demons to stabilize the situation.

This statement could still attract many people before, but as time passed, the uneasiness in the hearts of the nobles accumulated deeper and deeper, and now...

General Tomili took a big sip of wine and directly questioned: "Really? Commander Swain really has a way to deal with the Wind Leader? Is he really thinking about how to deal with the Wind Leader?"

"Why do I feel that... Swain is leading him, and I feel like the leader!"

"You?!" Lester shrank.

These nobles have already noticed it?

He was about to say a few words to object to such rebellious remarks, but General Tomili seemed to be willing to go all out and continued to speak "drunk words" in front of his protégé, the general: "Commander Lester, you don't Do you feel it?"

"Most of the mid- to high-level officers promoted by General Swain in the past year are young people who are leaders."

"They are all greedy and incorruptible. They do not use privileges, do not accept bribes, do not do business, and do not own property. They behave more like leaders than leaders..."

"Look, do they still look like generals of the empire?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lester retorted without changing his expression: "Can't the generals of our empire be honest officials?"

"The great commander-in-chief Swain has been so kind to us. Of course we must repay the kindness of the commander-in-chief, always check and reflect on ourselves, and work hard every day."

"Just like me...I haven't been greedy or taken anything this year. Could it be that I have become a leader?"

"Haha." General Tomili laughed drunkenly: "You?"

"No, I know you too well. You certainly don't."

Lester: "......"

It seemed like recognition, but also like ridicule. Anyway, the words sounded very harsh to him.

"That's enough! General Tomili, stop talking nonsense. How can Commander Swain be the leader?"

"You are making such malicious speculations about the Commander-in-Chief. Aren't you afraid that I will disregard my comrades and report what you said?"

Lester made a serious expression as if he wanted to draw a clear line with him, and looked very serious.

But Tomili observed his expression carefully, but still said under the influence of wine: "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."

"However, Commander Leicester, I think you can understand my feelings... Maybe we are on the same road."

"Huh?" Lester frowned, as if he was unhappy.

But General Tomili struck a chord with him with one sentence: "Many of the officers and generals that Commander-in-Chief Swain has replaced over the past year are your friends and confidants."

"It seems that the commander-in-chief doesn't trust you very much, Commander Lester."

Lester looked ugly and remained silent.

"So, I wonder if you are also treating the leader of the main war faction like this, which is why Commander Swain treats them like this."

Lester still didn't speak, as if he acquiesced to this.

"You can definitely see that no matter what Commander Swain thinks... if we continue like this, we probably won't have a chance to defeat the leader."

"No one knows whether the so-called two demons can defeat the goddess Janna. But one thing is certain:"

"If we lose, everything we have now will be wiped out with the arrival of the leader."

"The spirit of Noxus will die with it. Those weak and incompetent losers will step on our heads in a pretentious manner. Our past great achievements will turn into shameful crimes overnight. We will be sent to prison and labor camps." The farm, even the gallows and the guillotine, are judged by the losers who should be groveling before us..."

General Tomili sighed sincerely again.

"..." Lester was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Yes!"

He also sighed deeply and said, "But what can we do?"

"I cannot change the mind of Commander Swain. And with our strength alone, we absolutely cannot change the status quo and defeat the leader who has risen."

"They have the goddess Janna, and we are mere mortals."

"That's not necessarily the case..." Tomili said in a subtle tone.

"Oh?" Lester looked over, his eyes full of inquiry.

But Tomili smiled carefully and said: "Haha. I was just thinking that it would be great if we also had our own gods."

"My own...god?" Lester's heart skipped a beat.

That's exactly what he's been thinking about.

Over the past year, every night he tossed and turned, every time he tried not to act like a good guy in front of those untouchables, he couldn't help but think...

It would be great if they also had gods to protect them.

There are good gods like Janna in the world, why can't there be evil gods who protect the nobles?

"Such a god..." Lester looked at the drunk General Tomili thoughtfully: "Is there one?"

"Perhaps," Tomili replied without missing a beat.

Then, he said insinuatingly: "I heard that Volibear, the demigod of Freljord, is an evil god who doesn't like human civilization."

"But unlike aliens like the goddess Janna, gods are all arrogant. Volibear has been sleeping for thousands of years and rarely sets foot in the mortal world."

"If you want to see the legendary 'Volibear', believers must show determination."

"What determination?" Lester asked.

"A complete betrayal of the determination of the past." Tomili looked in the direction of the Immortal Fortress from a distance and asked pointedly.

"Do you have such determination, Commander Lester?"

Lester was silent for a while.

Finally, he said: "The determination of believers has always been given by gods."

"The reason why the bear tribe believes in Volibear and is willing to leave the human race for it is because they have witnessed Volibear's divine power and know the greatness of the god."

"If there is such a god in the world who opposes Janna... I think I might also have such determination."

There was a delicate silence.

Tomili observed his expression deeply, and then laughed: "Hahaha... Look at us, both of us are drunk, and we are beginning to imagine that gods will come to save Noxus. Haha..."

He looked at the sky outside the window: "It's getting late. I drank too much and I want to rest."

"Commander Lester, I will no longer entertain you."

"This..." Lester frowned slightly.

But then, I heard General Natomili say meaningfully: "If you are still free tomorrow night, come to my place again..."

"I will call a few reliable friends and entertain you well."

.....................

Lester said goodbye to General Tomili and slowly walked out of the living room smelling of alcohol.

God, the god of their nobles...

The "crazy words" Tomili said while half-drunk still lingered in his mind.

This is like an unrealistic hope, it is so illusory and unbelievable, but it also makes desperate people instinctively willing to believe.

Should he believe it?

Will he come again tomorrow?

I don't know if it's the effect of alcohol or something else, but Lester's mind is very confused now.

"Teacher Lester?" A call interrupted his chaotic thoughts and called him back to reality.

It was a young man with a stern expression, his student, Siddha Kayn.

Although Kayn has only been with Lester for more than a year, he is far inferior to his other cronies in the military.

But Kayn was an orphan he single-handedly promoted from the youth camp. It can be said that he completely changed Kayn's life and destiny, and he has infinite kindness to Kayn.

And this kid is less than 12 years old this year, still only a half-grown child. Children's thoughts are easy to control and they are not as difficult to distinguish between loyalty and treachery as adults.

Lester had been training Kayn the same way he trained old Imperial officers, without telling him the truth that Noxus had been secretly controlled by the Windleader.

According to his secret observations and repeated tests, after following him for more than a year, Kayn did not show any yearning for the leader's ideas or sympathy for the poor and weak.

At the same time, with his deliberate connivance and encouragement, Kayn never fell short of the material enjoyment that those in the upper class should have.

This boy was completely separated from his origins as a wandering orphan, and was successfully trained by him to become an upstart in the empire.

Therefore, compared with those cronies in the military who became his subordinates only after they reached adulthood, the young and immature boy Kayn, the black seedling he cultivated with his own hands, made Lester feel at ease.

He has always carefully cultivated Kai Yin as his personal disciple, and always takes this kid with him as his accompanying adjutant.

Kayn is extremely talented, intelligent and loyal. As time went by, he really regarded Kayn as half his son.

While Lester was drinking and talking secretly with General Tomili, Kayn had been waiting outside the drawing room.

Seeing him come out now, Kaiyin took the initiative to follow his pace and asked in a low voice: "Teacher Lester, how is the situation?"

"Did you gain anything this time?"

"I..." Lester was speechless for a moment.

He knew that Kayn asked him this to write an investigation report for him to give to Swain.

Yes. General Tomili, his old comrade-in-arms, was one of the people on the investigation list Swain gave him.

Did he gain anything this time? Of course there is.

The last hope of the nobles, a true god who is suspected to exist - General Tomili secretly revealed this time, but it is a very terrible news.

Then should he report the matter truthfully and tell Swain about it?

He wants to tell the leader that there may be hope for the nobles to turn around. Will there be any help from the gods?

"Teacher Leicester?" Kayn cast an inquiring look again.

"Nothing." Lester came back to his senses and replied in a strange way: "It's still the same as before, nothing useful was discussed."

"That guy just complained behind my back and invited me to continue drinking tomorrow."

"I understand." Kayn nodded naturally: "Then I will report in the report that nothing happened."

"Hmm..." Lester nodded guiltily.

"Then are we coming again tomorrow?" Kayn asked again.

Lester was silent for a while.

He looked at the towering and eye-catching Immortal Fortress in the distance, the pinnacle of power of the Noxian Empire.

He once thought that as long as he kept fighting by any means necessary, he could gain a place there.

But now...

"Kayn." Leicester asked suddenly and confusedly: "Do you want to be a noble?"

"This..." Kayn was stunned for a moment.

Then he said in a sincere tone: "Of course. Every day in the slums, I wanted to be a noble."

"But what if someone refuses to let you be?" Lester asked.

"I will clear out all enemies on the way forward." Kayn replied in a cold tone.

"Including me?" Lester asked jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Kayn replied seriously: "Including you. If you want to kill my dream."

"..."

"Haha. You and I are really similar, Kayn." Lester smiled. He got the answer he wanted.

He took steps and walked forward without saying a word.

"Teacher Lester? Then tomorrow..." Kayn hurriedly followed and asked the question just now.

Lester never looked back.

"Come back tomorrow."