Lux's Magic Penetration Rod

Late night, Besilico, orderly officer's office.

It was another day of overtime for Queletta.

As the largest commercial city and port in the southeast of Noxus, Besilico's government affairs are like a big mountain, weighing heavily on Queletta's shoulders - even if the local Duren family helps, she can already handle the general affairs. It saves a lot of trouble, but Queletta still has a lot of work.

The commander of the legion responsible for the defense of Besilico was named Lumbica Varo. In Queletta's eyes, this guy was an out-and-out idiot.

The surname Varro represents his origin as a typical old Noxian noble. It is said that he said that the ancestors of the Varro family were already warlord leaders in the Noxian era and had a "long-standing aristocratic tradition."

Therefore, in Lumbica's eyes, the importance of establishing a good relationship with the Immortal Fortress is far more important than managing Besilico's garrison. He has left many of the daily training tasks for the Besilico Corps to Queletta. .

According to this guy, this is called "hard work for the able".

Of course, having been a noble in Noxus for so many years, Lumbica can't be said to be completely useless - although he is not interested in daily training or anything like that, and he doesn't know a few grassroots commanders, he at least brings the army's Logistics is firmly in his hands.

He obviously did not do this to give Besilico Chapter more favorable conditions.

A large part of today's Besilico Legion comes from the dispersed Ionian battlefield, and in Noxus, losers are always looked down upon, so those of you in Ionia are Naturally, the sight of a farmer with a pitchfork poking his shit out was not enough to arouse Lord Lumbika's interest.

For Lumbica, the greatest significance of firmly grasping the logistics of the Besilico Army is that he can squeeze out as much money as possible while maintaining the minimum consumption of the army to manage the power over the Immortal Fortress. By.

Swain, that bastard who was born into a noble family but always betrayed the nobles, is finished. Now that there are many vacant positions in the military power, it is time to bribe big shots and take advantage of the opportunity to climb up the ranks!

And this kind of behavior, we usually have a more appropriate description, called "drinking the blood of soldiers".

Lumbica's calculations were loud and clear.

As long as he maintains the basic material supply of the Besilico Chapter and leaves the training to Queletta, even if the soldiers are angry, they can only attack Queletta.

After all, the material support I provide is enough to cover daily expenses!

The extra training has resulted in a shortage of supplies... You go find Queletta who trained you!

However, Lumbica didn't know that Queletta was not the fool he thought he was, who sincerely sacrificed his life and blood for Noxus.

Although she was indeed injured for her country and lost an arm in Ionia,... the arm she lost was completely different from Swein's.

Queletta's lost arm was not cut by the Ionians, but was infected due to the abuse of alchemical gas and indiscriminate killing, and eventually had to be amputated.

Because the influence of alchemical poison gas in Ionia is too bad, it not only caused a devastating blow to the ecology of Ionia, but also caused immeasurable losses to the Noxians themselves, so these things are confidential.

The former Queletta did indeed have a love for Noxus as Lumbica thought.

But after losing an arm to one of her own poisonous gases, she finally wavered.

What's even more terrible is that after returning from the Ionian battlefield, she received an even more terrible news - her son, Decius Varn, died in the north.

The successive blows forced Queletta to stop. The sadness and pain almost suffocated her. She began to think, is it really meaningful to follow the rumbling war machine of Noxus all the way forward?

When he first joined Noxus and fought for Noxus, Queletta was full of desire for the future. In the Noxian army, promotion is fair, as long as he can show his extraordinary ability. On the one hand, Noxus never skimps on rewards.

But after losing her arm and her son, she suddenly discovered that promotions and rewards brought pain in addition to power.

It was at this time that she noticed the ambitions of the Duren family.

If it were Queletta ten years ago, she would have nipped in the bud the thoughts that the Duren family should not have.

But this time, she chose to join in.

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After closing the last document, Queletta twisted his stiff neck a few times.

Although she has now learned to write with her left hand after losing her right arm, even though it has been more than three years, her handwriting can only be considered "understandable" at best, and she writes more because she does not have a supporting hand. , the shoulders and neck will also be extremely stiff.

"Infertia!" she called to her adjutant loudly, "prepare me a cup of coffee!"

A moment later, the silent Infertia entered the office with a cup of strong coffee and gently placed the coffee on the table.

"Lord Orderly Officer, you need to rest."

Infertia's tone was a little stiff, just like Queletta when she first joined the army.

"At this time, I would rather you call me mother."

Queletta picked up the coffee with one hand, brought it to her mouth and drank it in one gulp - it seemed that the corners of her mouth twitched twice because the espresso was too bitter.

"Business matters." Infertia said calmly, "It seems that you have no intention of finishing your work yet."

"Unfortunately, the next part is no longer business." Queletta put down the cup, "Have you summarized the drafts of the Zaun people?"

"Well." Infertia took out a document from the package she carried and placed it in front of Queletta. "The other party's cooperation requirements are many and very complicated..."

"These ones marked in red are related to military supplies, right?" Queletta's eyes fell on the highlighted ones. "It seems that these Zaun people may be of some use."

"They still have sincerity." Infertia replied, "But with all due respect, this sincerity may not be reliable in front of the Noxian army."

"That's their business." Queletta said in a nonchalant tone, "What we are looking for is not an ally to help each other, but a supplier who can provide us with supplies, even if they change our flag when we change our flag. By adapting to the situation, we at least got enough supplies."

"If there is no need to establish solid cooperation and just maintain intentions, then maybe the negotiations can go much smoother."

"Wait, what's going on with this part?" Queletta checked the cooperation draft provided by Ino one by one, and quickly discovered a special clause, "Transporter clause...Those Zauns can pass through Birgi Walter’s sea rats deliver supplies?”

Kalya’s Little Class·The Destruction of Alchemical Gas:

Due to the lack of necessary technical guidance and preliminary experiments, the alchemical gas not only killed a large number of Ionian soldiers and civilians during the Ionian War, but also caused considerable damage to Noxian soldiers.

Poison gas doesn't have eyes.