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"Humans seem to lose their animal nature after putting on the cloak of civilization. We live together and use money and power to whitewash our lives. However, to some extent, we are no different from our ancestors thousands of years ago. "

"It's also devouring the carcasses of other animals."

"In this sense, humans may be some kind of ghouls of nature, but we are out of control, we eat the world tirelessly. We see ourselves as the masters of the world, so we ignore the places that are really dangerous... ..."

—Thomas Telford, On Mankind.

Putting down the book in his hand, a man touched the stubble on his chin. Since being imprisoned here, his concept of time has faded a lot, and he can only judge how long he has been in by the length of his beard and hair.

After all, it's dark here.

He sat up from the simple bed, and reached for the small mirror on the wooden table beside him. A hextech desk lamp casts a faint blue light on the wooden table.

These are some small things he begged for after being imprisoned. The status of a member of parliament makes those people willing to give him a little privilege.

Gazing into the eyes of the man in the mirror, Jess Tallis, the youngest member of the Piltover Council, smiled self-deprecatingly.

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Yes, that's what privilege feels like.

bitter.

He threw the mirror on the ground, and with the sound of shattering, the guard outside the cell door opened the inspection window on the iron door, and looked over his daunting pair of iron-gray eyes: "Member Your Excellency, what's the matter?"

"I have a lot going on." Jace didn't even look at him. "But one of them definitely doesn't include talking about things that are inferior to you, a pig and a dog."

The guard was not angry at his words, but calmly replied: "Your mirror is broken, do you need us to send you a new one during dinner time?"

"What I need most right now is not a mirror or supper, but a punch in the face for those pigs in Parliament!"

Jess raised his fist and hammered on the bed with such force that the iron bed creaked: "I don't know who is involved in this, but they will definitely go to hell!"

The guard watched him quietly, and only spoke again after he calmed down.

"Your mirror is broken, do you want us to send you a new one by dinner time?" he repeated his question. "In addition, your Excellency, you'd better maintain the most basic respect for the parliament. They have especially emphasized this point."

"respect?!"

Jace laughed. "You talk to me about respect? Do you know what they did? They authorized the use of a refracting prism inside Piltover! Do you know what that is? You know what it does Consequences?!"

"Actually, I think I know, Senator," the guard replied softly. "The shock you felt half an hour ago is the aftermath of the refracting prism."

After saying this, he closed the viewing window.

Jess's face twitched violently, he stood up panting heavily, barely able to keep standing - the Refracting Prism is one of the highest masterpieces of Hex Technology, don't think it's really just because it has a gentle name A mirror, in fact, is the greatest reliance on congressmen's optimistic view of the war.

During the two years it was being made, Jace thought so too.

Even if the Noxian warships approached the port, even if their mages began to enter in large numbers two months ago, even if there were many strange faces in Piltover, many people thought so .

They once launched a refracting prism off the coast of Piltover, and half of the sea was dyed crimson. This kind of deterrence gave Piltover more say in offshore trade, and it was also their greatest independence as a city-state.

Before the war came, no one thought it would actually come.

Until it really came, then you realized that all your preparations were in vain—the refracting prism could not be launched in the city, and many people would die.

Jess is a staunch opponent and a peacemaker. He advocated an exchange of interests with the Noxus. According to the available information, they believe that the Noxus are nothing more than plotting the sea trade between Hextech and Piltover, as long as they agree first. Withdraw, Piltover would have plenty of time to figure out what to do next.

He didn't believe that so many scholars gathered together would not be able to make weapons that could dominate the war.

It's a pity that the council didn't agree with anything, they refused to make concessions, and refused to spit out part of the money, even if most of the outer city was taken into the pocket of Noxus.

The youngest congressman sat slumped on the ground, barely seeing any light in front of his eyes.

He is well aware of the power of the refracting prism and where it will fall. He was one of the few who objected to the council doing so, and there were very few on his side, and he ended up being temporarily imprisoned.

The parliamentary rhetoric was that his captivity would last until the 'end of the war'.

The war is over...

How many Piltover ladies would be left by then?

He almost felt the urge to laugh out loud.

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dizzy.

Loken stood up silently, the light blue composite shield on his body flickering. Darius stood beside him, holding the ax warily.

Not long after they made the decision to support Kronos, a crimson beam fell from the sky and destroyed everything in sight. If it wasn't for Loken's power armor having a composite shield, the two of them would probably be in dire straits now.

"The Council of Piltover is probably mad," said Darius in a tone of disgust. "This is their own city."

"It's perfectly normal for something like this to happen. Human nature cannot stand the test, Darius. But the question is, where did they get this weapon?"

Gavier Loken frowned deeply: "I've read their report on Hex technology, the energy produced by the magic crystal is light blue... we What I just saw was a crimson beam."

"Maybe it's some kind of Hex technology variant?" Darius made a guess.

"It's not that simple, Brother Darius. If you want to ask, what have I learned from previous battles, I can only tell you that I have learned, and the only thing I have learned is this."

He raised his head and stared at the sky that was never too late, staring at the dark blue with a little pink color—Gavier Loken said in a serious tone: "When you don't want something to happen, It's bound to happen."