The Glory of Noxus

Castle inner courtyard.

The bright yellow magic lights lit up, reflecting the luxurious study room.

The light gray wooden floor is covered with a soft red carpet, and the fireplace embedded in the wall burns, filling the room with warmth.

The walls on the left and right sides are covered with valuable paintings and artworks, and the furniture is also made of high-grade wood. It has been carefully carved and polished, showing a kind of exquisite craftsmanship and taste.

Baron Calvin walked into the study with an embarrassed look, and the brocade coat he wore was a little messy.

His face was pale and his breathing was rapid. From time to time he would look back at the sky illuminated by the firelight behind him, with a look of fear out of the corners of his eyes.

Arriving at the corner of the study, he quickly ran towards his secret room. Just as he touched the switch, the bookshelves on the wall moved to both sides.

Bang!

A dull sound sounded.

At Baron Calvin's side, a bloody sword penetrated the old butler's neck and embedded him into the wall.

"Uh-huh!" The old butler's mouth opened and blood overflowed.

He wanted to raise his arm and pull out the sharp sword from his neck, but the power flowing through his body made him fall to the ground. His black eyes looked at Baron Calvin, full of supplication.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

Baron Calvin stopped, took a deep breath, adjusted his inner emotions, and slowly turned around.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, when he saw the intruder clad in flames, the red-gold eyes still made him tremble uncontrollably.

He raised hundreds of noble soldiers, heavily armored personal guards, and secretly purchased war weapons.

In the violent and blazing red-gold fireworks, it turned into ashes and ceased to exist.

"Tsk, tsk, noble Baron Calvin, why don't you run?"

Huo Jixing looked relaxed, and the slender long knife he held in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, dripping with black blood.

Under [Suzaku·Red Eyes of Fire], Baron Calvin's cloud is extremely eye-catching and has no escape.

He followed the trail and came to the luxurious study room in front of him.

"Under imperial law, you have no right to execute me!"

Baron Calvin swallowed, and although he looked flustered, he still maintained his aristocratic demeanor.

"I want to apply for arbitration!"

Although he is greedy, he is not a fool.

The bloody killings in the castle clearly told Baron Irvine how much the intruder in front of him wanted to kill him.

"No rights?"

Huo Jixing chuckled softly, with a cold smile that froze the warm atmosphere in the room.

Hearing this, Baron Calvin's pale expression gradually darkened.

He looked at the intruder, but saw an icy coldness in his red-gold eyes.

"You are just a citizen. I was born a nobleman and succeeded to the position of baron!"

He steeled himself and prepared to use his own words to persuade the killer in front of him, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Haha, you are born a nobleman, can you be superior?"

Huo Jixing looked at Baron Calvin, who still maintained an arrogant attitude, and stepped forward: "It's still in your eyes."

"Some people are just not human!"

He thought of Moore's widow and the letters in the wooden box. He held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand and made a clicking sound.

"I!"

Seeing the intruder approaching, Baron Calvin's majestic face flashed with fear, and he was about to speak.

Click!

The strong back of the knife hit Baron Calvin's left shoulder, directly shattering his collarbone, and then repeated the action, shattering his right shoulder.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The terrifying pain traveled along the nerves and invaded the mind,

Baron Calvin instantly let out a miserable wail, fell to the ground, and began to roll crazily, messing up the red carpet.

Then he watched helplessly as the intruder in front of him squatted down, pressed his fingers on his legs, and crushed his leg bones inch by inch.

Baron Calvin wanted to curse loudly, but under the attack of endless pain, he was completely unable to do so. He could only continue to wail, venting the severe pain in his body.

"Shh! Be quiet!"

Huo Jixing squatted down, put his fingers on his lips, and spoke softly.

The cold light flashed, and Baron Calvin looked sideways at the blade on his neck, and saw his pale face covered in cold sweat.

"Woo!"

Baron Calvin howled a few times, suppressing the severe pain in his heart, and closed his mouth tightly, letting the bright red blood flow across the corners of his mouth.

"Haha!" Huo Jixing stood up slowly with a smile on his lips.

Compared with the nobles who play tricks on power, he knows that he is stupid and will definitely not be able to convince the other party, so letting Baron Calvin calm down is the best choice.

Then he grabbed Baron Calvin's left leg and dragged him out of the room.

The orange flame burns, dispelling the darkness of the winter snowy night.

Huo Jixing looked around the dilapidated courtyard and saw the corpses of noble private soldiers and broken war weapons all over the ground, and shook his head slightly.

Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!

Deep footsteps sounded.

Huo Jixing breathed in the smell of rust in the air, dragged Baron Calvin's body and walked along the bloody corridor.

Baron Calvin also saw the tragic scene in the castle. Under the brocade clothes, his thighs were filled with moisture and stained with blood on the ground.

"Woah. Let me go!"

Baron Calvin could no longer bear it and cried, crocodile tears covering his pale face.

"I am not responsible for the pension issue alone!"

"I'm just showing up, and there are other people joining forces behind the scenes."

"Otherwise, how could it be hidden from the Imperial Military and General Darius!"

Huo Jixing stopped and turned to look at the embarrassed Baron Calvin, tears streaming down his handsome face.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer!"

After saying that, he continued to drag Baron Calvin's body to the door of the castle mansion.

In the brightly lit aristocratic area, there was no one in sight, and the wide streets were unusually quiet.

But Huo Jixing knew that many people were looking here now.

The red light flickered, and under the [Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Pupils], he had already seen many colorful lucks surrounding him.

"Hey, so many people are watching?" Huo Jixing laughed softly.

"It seems that something is missing!" He looked at the ground covered with bloody corpses behind him and walked in again.

When he came out, he held a sub-dragon hound in each hand.

Snap! Snap!

Huo Jixing shrugged his shoulders and threw the sub-dragon hounds in front of Baron Calvin. As if seeing their owner, the two sub-dragon hounds whined.

"What are you going to do?"

When Baron Calvin saw the Asian dragon hound, he felt inexplicably uneasy and panicked.

"I am the Baron of the Empire. You cannot use lynching on me. I want to apply for arbitration!"

Clang!

Huo Jixing drew out a slender long knife. After the battle just now, even with the Nanli Fire attached, it was full of gaps.

The most important thing is that the six war weapons are too hard.

"The imperial pension is for the families of the fallen imperial soldiers!"

Huo Jixing spoke softly, peeling off Baron Calvin's brocade cloak and seeing the white and strong body.

"That is not your thing. Just because you are a noble, you can take it as a matter of course!"

Puff!

The knife flashed, and blood flowed.

A palm-sized piece of flesh was cut off from Baron Calvin's body.

"Ah!"

The pain of cutting flesh came, and Baron Calvin wailed again, with tears flowing down his face.

"Come, eat it!" Huo Jixing held down the head of the Asian dragon hound and smiled.

"Woo! Woo!"

The two Asian dragon hounds whimpered and dared not open their mouths.

But under Huo Jixing's red flame eyes, they whimpered and opened their sharp mouths to swallow the flesh and blood of their masters.

The masters they once relied on now lie on the ground like dead dogs, wailing constantly, and can no longer provide them with the confidence to be arrogant.

"Well, very good!"

Huo Jixing reached out and patted the face of the Asian dragon hound, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Puff! Puff!

One knife fell, and another fell.

Pieces of flesh and blood the size of a palm were cut off and fell in front of the Asian dragon hounds, and they were swallowed by them.

"Let me go, I was wrong, really!"

"Let me go!"

Baron Calvin's limbs were broken and he could not move. He could only beg Huo Jixing in front of him.

"I won't dare to do it again. If you let me go, I will return the compensation tomorrow."

"Two times. No, five times!"

Seeing the knife light falling in front of him, Baron Calvin shouted loudly.

Puff!

One knife, another knife.

Huo Jixing was indifferent and cut off pieces of flesh and blood.

"Do you know how painful it is to be hungry for a day? Do you know how desperate your stomach is for two days?"

"You don't know!"

Seeing that the Asian dragon hounds were eating slower, Huo Jixing glanced at them slightly, and they immediately sped up.

In order to please Huo Jixing, they even spit out their barbed tongues to show that they ate very cleanly.

"You embezzled their only hope!"

"And that hope was also exchanged for their families' lives."

Baron Calvin could no longer bear the endless pain of cutting flesh and blood, and his twisted face was full of resentment.

"They are slaves, they are mud-legged people, they are common people!"

"Ah! Ah!"

The long knife fell again, turning into a shadow, cutting off pieces of flesh and blood.

The sprayed blood flowed like a stream along the steps in front of the mansion, and finally flowed into the sewer.

"They didn't do anything bad, why do you treat them like this?"

Huo Jixing whispered softly, and continued to swing the long knife in his hand, even if the Asian dragon hound beside him filled his stomach, he continued.

"Hmm?"

Until a certain moment, the painful wailing that continued to echo in his ears disappeared like a tide.

"Is he dead?"

Huo Jixing lowered his eyes, looked at Baron Calvin, whose eyes were torn and died of pain, shook his head gently, and spoke in a boring way.

"This game is finally over!"

He stretched his body, looked at the pale snow falling from the sky, and looked at the immortal fortress with brilliant lights and prosperity.

"Haha! Haha! Hahahaha!"

Suddenly!

Huo Jixing laughed loudly, as if no one was around, and laughed recklessly until tears came out of his eyes.

After the victory of the second battle of Freljord, he thought he would adapt to such a world, but in the end, he still couldn't stop the killing and anger in his heart.

Noxus, an extremely absurd society!