The Glory of Noxus

11th Swain

The Immortal Fortress, in front of the Triumphal Stairs.

Huo Jixing followed Delevingne and climbed the dark gray stairs in front of him.

On the long stone steps, every twelve steps, there will be soldiers of the Trifali Legion wearing black steel armor standing on both sides of the steps.

They looked at the shackled man in front of them with curiosity and awe.

Huo Jixing's story of killing nobles has spread within a small area.

Although the nobles tried their best to suppress the negative impact and spread of the killing of nobles, many people still witnessed the scene of thousands of cuts that night.

As he walked up the steps, Huo Jixing also looked at his surroundings with curious eyes.

The style of the palace complex in front of you is solemn and solemn.

It fits the Noxian aesthetic very well.

There are also soldiers of the Trefari Legion wearing black steel armor, which is the best plate armor in the Noxus Empire. The ore used comes from the Diver Fort.

Huojixing was seen during the Second Battle of Freljord.

It is a battle group directly under Darius.

Now, according to Wilson's wishes, we call them——

Trifari Army!

The empire has devoted all its efforts to build the most loyal and prestigious fighting force, and will lead the Noxian army into a new era of glorious conquest.

"The smell of the forge!"

Huo Jixing continued to climb the stairs, his eyes brightening slightly.

He smelled the smell of coal smoke and workshops in the cold morning wind.

It's the Noxian Forge.

"I miss life on the northern border of the empire!" Huo Jixing thought secretly.

Compared to simple military camp life.

The overt and covert struggles in the capital of Noxus, as well as the intricate relationships among many forces, really made him feel tired.

Of course, if there is another chance to choose.

Huo Jixing will still choose to enter the capital of Noxus.

Only this place, the core of the Noxus Empire, could his power continue to increase.

Led by Draven, the two climbed to the top of the ladder.

The dark gray palace appeared in front of Huo Jixing's eyes, dark and majestic, with red imperial flags flying on both sides.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

With the sound of flapping wings, hundreds of crows flew over their heads in the crimson sky and flew into the distance.

Huo Jixing looked at the group of pitch-black crows, his red-gold eyes flashing, but he was surprised to find that no clouds were rising.

Just reached the top of the ladder.

A Leiser guard soldier wearing lavender armor came over and looked at Huo Jixing's face.

"Go this way!"

Huo Jixing looked at Draven with a confused expression.

After seeing Delevingne nod, he followed the Reese garrison soldiers to the side hall of the palace.

Delevingne watched Huo Jixing leave, his expression suddenly darkening.

Looking at the metal palace in front of him, he smelled an uneasy atmosphere. From his arena, he saw Huo Jixing who was well prepared, plus the sudden trial.

He seemed to see an invisible hand behind his back, controlling everything.

"A black rose with thorns!"

Draven's dark eyes turned, and a flash of piercing murderous intent passed away.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the metal palace.

Passing through the giant gate of the palace, Draven saw the familiar scene of the audience hall.

Under the throne, the three members of the Trifali Council sat on a high platform and gathered around a simple marble table.

There are many nobles in the audience hall who have already taken their seats.

After seeing Draven, they maintained a polite manner and stood up to say hello.

They must respect the executioner who has long been known throughout the Noxian Empire.

After all, two people in Trifali's three-person council maintain a close relationship with Draven.

Draven stood beside Swain with a gloomy face, leaned over and whispered a few words.

Because of Draven's key role in Swain's coup, there was some estrangement between him and Darius.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, Draven and Darius seem to have parted ways.

After waiting for a while.

In the audience hall, the nobles took their seats one by one, and the Trifali Council convened again.

However, compared with before, this time the nobles launched an attack on Darius, regarding the recent cleansing operation in the empire.

See Darius under siege.

Draven's eyes were stern, and there seemed to be a ball of fire in his eyes, but he suppressed his inner emotions and recorded the faces of the noble nobles in the audience hall.

"Any more?"

Darius raised his chin imperceptibly, placed his palm on the smooth marble table, and moved it slightly.

Maybe it was Darius's action that was too provocative.

Earl Athol looked at the surrounding nobles with an embarrassed expression, a slight sweat breaking out on his pale temples.

"General Darius, the purge has caused panic."

"We hope you can stop your excessive behavior and don't let the empire pension incident disrupt the order of the empire."

"order?"

Darius looked calm, looking past Earl Athol and landing on the nobles behind him who maintained etiquette.

"I follow the laws of the Empire, and if you have any doubts, you can impeach me at any time."

Gulans came out, nodded to the frowning Earl of Athol, and looked directly into Darius's calm eyes.

"According to imperial law, your actions are also a provocation against our bloodline and status."

"Bloodline? Status?"

Before Darius could answer, an angry and rude growl sounded.

In the corner of the audience hall, Kled, riding Skaar, ignored the nobles along the way and came to Granth.

"Granth, let me think, your bloodline doesn't seem to be pure, right?"

Facing Skaar's open bloody mouth, Granth frowned slightly, looked at Kled wielding the axe, and had to take a step back.

Unlike other imperial generals.

Kled's status is above the history of the empire.

He has participated in almost every battle launched by the imperial war group in history, and has been worshipped by countless Noxian soldiers.

That is why Kled enjoys the privilege of wearing weapons and riding Skaar into the audience hall.

Most importantly, Kled has killed nobles more than once, but he was safe in the end.

Granth looked at Kled and Darius, his eyes flickering.

He is also one of the imperial generals, has his own war group cluster, and is also a powerful figure in the noble forces.

But facing the pressure from Darius and Kled.

His pleading eyes fell on the "Faceless Man" of the Trifaree Council.

Unfortunately, the Faceless Man looked at the people in the audience hall calmly, and there was a mystery under the smooth mask.

"Commander, this farce can be stopped, otherwise."

In a situation where he had no choice, Grenth looked at the last person of the Trifaree Council of Three, and said helplessly.

The family that Swain was born in represented his camp to a certain extent.

After all, he could become the new commander of the Noxus Empire, and the noble elites made a lot of efforts, which was considered a joint coup.

"So, what is your request?"

Draven spoke, staring at Grenth with cold eyes.

Hearing Draven's voice, whether it was Grenth, Count Asor, or other nobles, they looked a little embarrassed.

Draven's identity is very unusual.

He himself has extraordinary power, and now he is Swain's confidant and represents Swain.

Granth and the others were curious about why Draven, who hated meetings so much, came to the palace, but now they understood Swain's thoughts.

"We need to execute Huo Jixing and put an end to this matter."

"Impossible!"

"Impossible!"

Draven refused without thinking.

At the same time, Darius also spoke up, and the two brothers had the same idea.

As if to cooperate with Darius' words, the soldiers of the Trifari Legion in the audience hall used the end of their halberds to slash the ground, and the sound of thunder echoed.

The nobles were so frightened that they looked nervous and trembled, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

"Then, let me make a suggestion."

Seeing the fear of the nobles, Swain finally spoke, his deep eyes fell on Earl Asor, and his fingers tapped the table.

"Since you want Huo Jixing's life, then..."

The side hall of the metal palace.

The morning glow fell, reflecting the crimson light.

The Reiser garrison soldier who brought Huo Jixing in removed the shackles, settled him down, and began to deal with the matters at hand.

Huo Jixing originally thought that there would be some inquiries, but looking at the busy Reiser garrison soldiers in the side hall, he chose to remain silent.

He was quite curious when he saw the Reiser garrison soldiers for the first time.

But soon, his attention was all attracted by the sound of the audience hall next door, and he heard the voices of many nobles asking questions.

The blame for Darius.

There was also Darius's rebuttal and Kled's angry voice.

Huo Jixing's eyes flashed with slight surprise, and then he quickly understood, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Valoran continent is not an ordinary society in the previous life, but an extraordinary world.

The nobles of the Noxian Empire were one of the important factors that led the Noxians to rise in the Noxian period and the early Noxian Empire.

They dedicated everything to the empire, not only their own lives, but also the lives of their descendants.

We cannot kill all the noble forces because of an imperial pension incident.

Huo Jixing could understand the nobles' emphasis on their bloodline and status.

This was the glory that their ancestors or fathers had fought for with their blood.

Huo Jixing had been naturally opposed to the nobles after he had tortured Baron Calvin to death.

He believed that this was a challenge to their bloodline and status.

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

Just as Huo Jixing's thoughts were surging, light footsteps sounded, mixed with the sound of a wooden cane.

Huo Jixing turned around and saw an old-school noble walking into the side hall.

The next moment!

His eyes narrowed and he recognized the person in front of him, who was none other than --

Noxian Commander Swain!

Thick gray hair draped over his shoulders, and a simple coat was draped over his battle-hardened armor.

His left hand with a black glove was tightly tucked into his hem, and his right hand gently held a black cane, looking very much like an old-school noble.

Compared to the garrison soldiers of Reiser.

Huo Jixing could not see any marks of military rank on Swain, only the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes witnessed the ups and downs of the Noxian Empire.

"Haha, don't be so nervous, relax a little."

Swain saw Huo Jixing's nervousness after the salute and chuckled.