Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"You're still smart, you know they'll run from here, but I didn't expect to catch the prince of Demacia for us, and it's very prosperous!"

Jarvan IV's eyes were blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly, only two figures could be seen thinking of him coming.

Normally, in the face of this kind of Xiao Xiao Jia Wen IV, he would not bother to do it himself, but he didn't expect that he would be planted in the hands of such a person today.

"Tigers fall and Pingyang... bullied by dogs..." Jia Wen IV was desperate. He knew what was waiting for him. He had no strength to resist the last bit, and his consciousness was gradually withdrawing.

What King Jarvan IV didn't expect was that before he passed out, he heard a roar.

It was like the roar of some giant beast.

Then, Jarvan IV saw the flames, and the blazing flames engulfed the two Xiao Xiao figures.

The last scene Jarvan IV saw was a strange purple-skinned woman.

...

Rorschach was not discovered by the woman and others, and he stood in front of her clearly and aboveboard.

When he looked at his body, it was actually transparent.

He unknowingly used the power he inherited from Evelyn.

Rorschach understood why he suddenly learned this ability.

His instinct was telling him that the woman in front of him was extremely dangerous.

Rorschach approached the table, which was made of precious stone, as transparent as a mirror, engraved with the imprint of a rose, and reflected everyone's appearance.

The various people who were talking around the table looked different in the mirror.

They all look exactly the same.

All like this woman.

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"...Our goals are the same."

- the pale lady

Chapter 683 Accidental Discovery

Rorschach observed the woman.

People around her all talk to her respectfully as "The Pale Lady", a title that doesn't quite fit a woman.

They seem to be talking about a lot of things, about Demacia, about the Freljord, but most of all... about Ionia.

"This is a group of Noxians..." Rorschach knew who they were, and what they said was the official Noxian language.

Demons' ability to learn far exceeds that of humans, and Rorschach has learned dozens of languages ​​less than a year after his birth.

Eighty percent of the things this group of people talked about were related to the war. Rorschach listened carefully, and gradually learned the identity of this group of people.

They are nobles of Noxus, and nobles who wield great power.

Some of them manufacture arms, some monopolize certain important materials, some set up factories, and some control docks... In short, this group of people together is basically equivalent to the military strength of the entire Noxus.

But the most critical military force - people, that is, the actual military power, is in the hands of another person.

Emperor of Noxus, Brown. Darkwell.

But when those people talked about military power, they always asked the pale lady for her opinion.

As if military power was in the hands of this woman.

"I remember Bron Darkwill...a man..." Rorschach had been staying in Demacia, and was no stranger to this name.

Noxus tries to invade Demacia every year, and the Demacians suffer a lot, so Rorschach can often hear people around him scolding Bron. Darkwill's words, saying that he is impotence, rotten hemorrhoids, cerebral hemorrhage, etc. Even a child will stick a picture of Darkwill on the tree when he is playing with a slingshot, and then shoot it out with of pine cones and stones smashed hard.

It is because of familiarity that Rorschach can be sure, Blanche. Darkwill is definitely not a woman.

Then why did this woman get military power?

The ink stain pattern on Rorschach's face began to change.

He wants to feel the psychology of these people and know the true identity of the woman.

But just when Rorschach's power was about to infect, the woman's expression suddenly changed, and her eyes were locked on Rorschach.

"Discovered?" Rorschach was surprised. His invisibility was not simply distorting the light, but detaching his body between the material realm and the spiritual realm. He used very little magic power, and it was logically impossible to be discovered. right.

Just as Rorschach was preparing to fight, the woman's expression softened. She waved her hand and said to everyone, "Okay everyone, let's end today's meeting, and we'll continue another day."

The nobles opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but the pale lady snapped her fingers, and the nobles' bodies disappeared one by one.

"Illusion?" Rorschach was a little surprised. He just thought that the nobles standing here were all real people, but he didn't expect it to be an illusion, "This illusion is created too realistically... There is still such magic... …interesting……"

The pale lady stood up, holding a long staff, and walked forward.

Her body went straight through the table, like a phantom.

In fact, Rorschach could know whether Ms. Pale is a real person or a phantom by sensing whether she has emotions, but the sudden change of face of Ms. Pai just now made him cautious.

Rorschach had no idea who this pale lady was, but she was certain that she was definitely a powerful person and an unfathomable mage.

The perfect victim candidate.

The pale lady must be extremely proud and complacent about her status and power. If such a person who lives at the peak suddenly falls into hell... What a wonderful scene?

Rorschach's demonic nature began to stir, and the pattern of ink stains on his face seemed to turn into a pattern of dripping blood.

He was a little moved.

But Rorschach didn't act impulsively, which was the difference between him and other demons - he was worse than demons, but he wouldn't be carried away by cravings.

He followed behind the pale lady, wanting to see where she was going.

Madam Pale walked all the way, her body went straight through the walls, and none of the doors were opened. Rorschach had to repeatedly shuttle back and forth between the material realm and the spiritual realm to keep up with her.

Rorschach seemed to be in a huge building at this time, the walls were some kind of dull-colored metal, very Noxian.

"Will it be the immortal fortress of Noxus?" Rorschach thought to himself. He knew that Noxus had a huge fortress, but he didn't know where he was.

Rorschach followed Ms. Pale for a long time, and then Ms. Pai stopped.

She stood in front of a locked door, and in front of the door, was guarding a female mage with heavy makeup.

The female mage bowed respectfully to the pale lady: "Black roses never wither."

"Black roses never wither," the pale lady replied.

"Black Rose?" Rorschach heard a new term again, "Is this some kind of code?"

"Guian, Madam Pai Bai, your beauty is still so captivating." The female mage saluted Madam Pai Bai.

"Thank you, dear." The pale lady smiled, "I'm here to make sure that there's nothing wrong with that thing, right?"

The female mage nodded: "No, it's very honest."

"Really? I seemed to feel it moving just now."

"No...Impossible? I've been watching here, it's not moving."

"Honey, are you saying I feel wrong?"

"Don't dare..."

"It? What is it?" Rorschach looked at the locked door. There were not only ten heavy locks hanging on the door, but also a magic circle to seal it. The pattern of the circle was like a blooming rose. Luo Xia could feel the strength of this magic circle, "Does 'it' refer to the things in this door? It's closed so tightly... What secrets are there?"

Madam Pale looked up at the magic circle on the door, smiled and said to the female mage, "Dear, can you turn your back and close your eyes?"

"As ordered." The female mage obediently implemented the request, with her back to the door honestly, her eyes tightly closed.

Then, the pale lady waved a hand towards the door.

Her five fingers are as flexible as five independent creatures, moving with extremely fast and complex regularity, and fine magic power is woven in her fingertips, affecting every petal on the magic circle.

Then, the roses on the array closed.

Rorschach's brains became big when he saw it. He was not an advanced mage, he only used the power of demons. Madam Pale's subtle magic power manipulated Rorschach, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Damn... Humans really like these flashy things..." While Rorschach scolded inwardly, the door was opened.

After seeing what was closed behind the door, the pattern on Rorschach's face instantly changed.

It was a hideous smile.

...

Jarvan IV opened his eyes, and he saw the canopy of the tent and the face of a medic.

"His Royal Highness is awake! His Royal Highness is awake!" The medical soldier shouted with joy.

"His Royal Highness!" A masculine voice entered the tent.

The one who walked in was a young warrior about the same age as Jarvan IV. He was tall and tall, wearing heavy armor and carrying a big sword, with short black hair and a tough face.

Jarvan IV recognized at a glance who the young warrior was, a close friend of his.

"Galen..." Jarvan's voice was so weak that he was startled, and he realized that there was still pain and exhaustion on his body.

"His Royal Highness." Galen rushed to the bed in three or two steps, his eyes filled with concern, "It's great that you're fine."

"Why are you...here..." Jarvan IV said weakly.

"A female soldier under your command ran past the Fearless Pioneer's camp on horseback. When we learned that you were in danger, we rushed over to rescue you." Galen said.

"So..." Jarvan suddenly realized the problem of war, and he asked quickly, "Where are my soldiers? How are they?"

Galen's expression darkened: "Your Highness..."

Jarvan IV had vaguely guessed the result, and his breathing became rapid.

"His Royal Highness!" the medic said anxiously, "Don't get excited! Your injury is serious! Calm down! Calm down!"

Jarvan IV closed his eyes and forced himself to remain calm.

After a long time, he reopened his eyes and stared at Galen: "Tell me... I can bear it..."

Garen said slowly: "The Noxians who fought with you have withdrawn... They suffered heavy losses and lost their morale."

"What about Sean?"

"It was taken back by them."

"Then...my soldier..."

Galen took a deep breath and said, "Only seven people were rescued."

Jarvan IV fell into an ice cellar.

"Haha...haha..." Jarvan IV laughed miserably, "more than two hundred people...only seven left...haha...haha..."

"His Royal Highness..." Garen looked at Jarvan IV worriedly, he was wary of any unwise actions by the prince.

Jarvan IV stopped laughing. To Galen's surprise, Jarvan IV behaved very calmly: "How are the battles on other fronts..."

"It hasn't paid off yet...but come to think of it...we should have beaten the Noxians back..."

"That means... only I have failed..."

"Don't say that, Your Royal Highness! No one thought that Shane would be thrown into you!" Galen said, "Those cunning Noxians! They are targeting you on purpose!"

"Okay Galen, stop talking, do you still think I'm a three-year-old child who needs comfort?"

"Don't dare..."

King Jarvan IV suddenly recalled something: "Where is the woman who saved me...where?"

"Woman?" Galen was taken aback, "What woman?"

"The woman who saved me." Jarvan forced himself to sit up from the bed, "Don't you know?"

"I don't know..." Galen lowered his head, "When the subordinate found His Highness, His Highness fell to the ground alone, and saw no woman."

"How is it possible..." King Jarvan IV didn't believe it, "I saw a woman who saved me before I fainted, a very strange woman."

"strangeness?"

"Well..." Jarvan IV recalled, "Her skin... was purple."

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"Don't look at me, I didn't save him."

"he he he he he……"