The Glory of Noxus

Ironthorn Mountains, Diver Castle.

Although the invasion of the bear monsters ended in failure.

But the rugged mountain road in front of the castle is still full of traces of the war.

Many broken corpses of bear-man monsters covered the snowy mountains, and the dirty black blood destroyed the white world.

There used to be flames burning here, but now there are only ashes all over the mountains and plains.

As the cold wind howled, the ashes were blown all over the mountains and corners of the city walls.

War masons would appear from time to time near the ruins of the city wall that collapsed due to the violent impact of the giant flesh-and-blood bear.

They were covered with heavy fabrics, armed with hammers and chisels, and focused on embedding huge stones into the new city wall.

These war masons were so skilled in their craftsmanship that rebuilding the city walls was nothing more than a piece of cake for them.

Every hammer blow lands exactly in the predetermined position.

Each huge stone is embedded in the wall extremely skillfully and is closely connected with other stones to form a solid defense line.

Occasionally, they directed Noxian soldiers to move rocks and clear debris.

Although they faced icy cold weather, it could not stop the Noxian soldiers from sweating.

Everyone understands that only by rebuilding the city wall can they protect their homes from invasion and resist the next attack by the bear monsters.

Over time, new walls gradually took shape and stood between the mountains.

On the watchtower of the city wall, the crimson imperial flag fluttered in the wind.

Kled and Wilson stood side by side, looking at the rolling icy mountains in the distance.

Three days ago, Wilson led a battle group to arrive at Fort Diver in a mighty manner, and took over the defense of Fort Diver, clearing out the bear-man monsters wandering nearby.

"Is something going to happen to Mr. Huo Jixing?" Wilson said slightly worriedly.

Before his arrival, Huo Jixing had been away from Fort Diver for quite some time, but no news of him had come back until now.

After Kled heard Wilson's words, he gently patted Skaar, who was straddling him, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, that kid is very cunning and will not let himself fall into a dangerous situation easily."

The relationship between Kled and Hogstar can be traced back to the Second War in the Freljord, when Hogstar had already shown extraordinary talent.

He felt reassured by Huo Jixing, thinking that no matter what problems he encountered, he would always find a solution.

"You should think about how to deal with the Varrokan family now." Kled looked at Wilson with deep meaning.

"Back down from the battle and abandon the position."

"According to the laws of the empire, no matter who you are, you must be punished with death!"

Kled's words were firm and powerful, as if announcing an irreversible fate.

"Back off and abandon the line of defense."

Wilson repeated this sentence in a low voice, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Of course he knew the strict laws of the empire.

Those legal provisions are like sharp swords, hanging over the head of every noble, and may fall at any time.

Especially after the Trifalli Council was formed under Swain, many legal provisions were modified, resulting in few nobles daring to openly violate the law.

Because that means not only the destruction of an individual, but also the destruction of the entire family.

But the Varrokan family's status is very special within the empire.

For nearly a thousand years, the Varrokan family has been king in the Dredge Fort for generations, providing war weapons to the empire and being an important pillar of the empire's northern border.

If Wilson wants to impose the death penalty on the Varrocan family, it will inevitably affect the situation on the northern border of the empire.

Therefore, he understood that once he made a decision, there was no turning back.

"Now that the enemy is facing us, we need to"

Kled chuckled, seeing the hesitation in Wilson's heart, and directly pointed out his difficulty.

"Don't tell me, you need to answer to the empire and the Noxian soldiers who died in the battle, not to the Varrokan family."

Kled's cold words hit Wilson's heart like a heavy hammer, making him look embarrassed.

Kled stopped talking and turned to look at the Diver Fort behind him. The city that had been devastated by the war had regained a little bit of life through the efforts of everyone.

His eyes turned to the towering Varrocan Castle, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Kled hates nobles.

In the wars he has experienced, he often encounters timid nobles.

They are greedy for life and afraid of death. When encountering an enemy, they will abandon their soldiers and citizens, or even flee directly.

Of course, they would all eventually get a taste of Kled's axe.

This is why Kled strongly supported Swain after he launched a one-night coup and became the leader of Noxus.

Swain, like Kled, had long seen the difficulties the Noxus Empire had faced.

Only change from the inside out can make the Noxus Empire prosper again.

However, this time things are really special.

Kled was very curious about why the Varrokan family decided to retreat due to the situation at that time.

Wilson suppressed his inner emotions and a wry smile appeared on his lips.

Huo Jixing was not here, although he was allowed to temporarily act as the commander of the battle group.

But compared to Huo Jixing and Klie, his status is indeed not high, and matters involving the war group can be handled.

But Wilson must consider the possible consequences of the Varrocan family's retreat.

This includes whether the defenses of Northland's borders will be weakened, as well as popular perceptions of the balance between noble privilege and responsibility.

And given the special status of House Varrokan, Wilson needs the full support of the Chapter Generals such as Kled.

"I have sent an order to the Varrokan family to give an explanation to the empire regarding their retreat and abandonment of the city wall."

Wilson looked at Kled, worded his words carefully and continued.

"They will send someone over later. If General Kled has nothing to do, we can come with him."

"Well, I'll go with you." Kled nodded and replied.

Huo Jixing is not here, and he really needs to show his power to prevent the Varrocan family from turning against the guests and causing unnecessary killings.

Varrocan Mansion.

In the conference hall, luxurious curtains blocked the sunlight, and a dull atmosphere filled the room, making the room appear dark and depressing.

The old orderly officer Varrokan sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed and his expression as cold as water.

There was a trace of imperceptible worry and cruelty in his eyes, as if he was thinking about some important decision.

Alyssa sat at the end, raising her head and looking at her two brothers, Oram and Shilok, sitting on either side of her father.

Shilok on the left is her eldest brother, who is slightly thinner. He is the future successor of Fort Diver, and shoulders the honor and responsibility of the family. He also looks grim.

Oram on the right is Alyssa's second brother, responsible for the defense of Fort Diver.

Compared with Shilok, Oram is tall and majestic, with a strong back and a strong back. He is a good swordsman.

Although Oram was only born a few minutes earlier than Alyssa, he was two steps closer to the throne of Diver Castle.

Alyssa knew her position very well.

Oram noticed the gazes of his father and eldest brother, and looked very impatient.

Although he was responsible for the defense of Fort Diver, the incident of retreating from the battle was approved by his father.

In the end, the main responsibility still lies with him.

Now he has to be pushed out to give Wilson an explanation.

This was intolerable to Oram.

He believed that he was the heir of the Varrokan family and an ordinary war group commander, and had no right to question him.

Compared to them, Alyssa acted relatively indifferent, hiding her contempt and hatred deep in her heart with a mask of indifference.

If it hadn't been for Oram's retreat, the people in the Diver Fort would not have been massacred by the bear-man monsters, and the soldiers under her command would not have suffered heavy losses.

"Father, if you want me to tell you, you can just hand it over to any attendant. What else do you need to explain to them?"

Oram couldn't stand the dull atmosphere in the conference hall, casually tore off his gorgeous collar and said angrily.

He wanted to continue complaining, but under his father's cold eyes, he had to shut up.

"Father."

Shilok suddenly spoke, and the deep voice reached everyone's ears clearly, attracting the attention of everyone present.

He looked at Varrokan, Oram, and Alyssa, with a ruthless look in his gloomy eyes.

"The one attacking Fort Diver this time is the legendary bear-man monster. Our ability to resist for so long has reached our limit."

"The situation at that time was very urgent. I left before the battle not to escape the battle, but to protect the hope of Fort Diver."

His tone paused, as if he was recalling the tragic battle.

"After all, there are indeed many people fleeing in the mansion. They are innocent, which is also our strong evidence."

When Varrokan heard this, a look of relief appeared on his old face.

With two or three simple words from Shilok, the cold feet of a death sentence were turned into a cold feet.

And its purpose is to protect the future hope of Fort Diver.

As for the people who fled, it was the Varrocan family who collected a huge amount of wealth and accepted them into their mansion and castle.

In Shilok's words, they became a weight to protect himself.

This is the beauty of words. Sirok used his eloquence and wisdom to successfully free the Varrocan family from their passive situation.

Maybe even gain more trust and respect.

Just as they continued to discuss, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Lord Varrokan, the empire's battle group has sent people over, urging us to send people over immediately."

Hearing the butler's voice, Varrokan looked at his chosen heir, Sirok, and apparently left the matter to him to handle this retreat.

Shilok was also sloppy, looked at Oram and Alyssa, and said with a chuckle.

"You guys go over there and remember what we just said, we must characterize the matter as leaving before the battle."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Oram stood up, a look of arrogance on his rough face, not caring about this meeting that seemed to be a trial.

The power and status of the Varrokan family is at the northern border of the empire, and no one can shake it.

Oram and Alyssa saluted Varrokan respectively and left the conference hall.

The butler has already arranged everything so that it will not lose the identity of the Varrocan family.

Wait until the sound of Oram and Alyssa's footsteps gradually faded away and disappeared from their ears.

In the conference hall, Sirok's eyes were fixed on Varrokan who was sitting in the main seat, worry flashed in his eyes.

"Father, will the empire be aware of our secret actions?"

Under the current situation in the empire, as long as their contact with Black Rose is exposed, their family will be destroyed.

"Don't worry too much, Shilok, this is the Delverburg, the Empire will consider our attitude."

A sharp look flashed in Valrokan's cloudy eyes, confident that he could easily grasp the Empire's attitude.

They are Delverburg people, with the blood of being kings for generations in their bodies.

This is not only a symbol of identity, but also a sense of pride and superiority deeply rooted in their bones.

In Valrokan's view, Delverburg is not just a piece of land, but also a manifestation of the Valrokan family's unremitting efforts for centuries.

"Deloburg is the Delverburg of the Valrokan family. The Empire wants to judge the Valrokan family by law."

There is unquestionable firmness and indifference in Valrokan's voice, as if declaring their eternal sovereignty over this land.

"Hehe, they will definitely see something they don't want to see happen."

"For example, the Valrokan family completely turns to the Black Rose, or the Winter Claw tribe on the opposite side."

"They have always hoped to get the support of the Delver Fort, and use it as a gateway to invade the northern territory of the Noxus Empire."

Hearing this, Shilok fell silent. Compared with the gradually declining Black Rose and the frozen land in the icy field, he is more optimistic about the current Noxus Empire.

However, many laws promulgated by the empire have seriously affected the interests and power of the nobles.

The Black Rose can continue to be active in the empire under siege, which is also partly due to this aspect.

"The Winter Claw tribe is not a good choice."

Suddenly, a low voice came from the shadow in the corner of the conference hall.

Valrokan and Shilok heard the sudden voice and looked over quickly, with a fierce look in their eyes.

I saw a figure wearing a black robe with a rose mark engraved on his chest walking out.

The eyes on the hood swept over Valrokan and Shilok, and said softly.

"We have received news that the Winter Claw tribe has begun to migrate and is preparing to leave the area of ​​the Ursine tribe and end this war."

"The enemy that Delverhold is facing now is the Ursine tribe who are going all out. The Empire will not attack you for the time being."

He paused for a moment and his eyes fell on Heroku.

Valrokan is the fading dusk, while Heroku is the rising sun, and is about to become the new master of the Valrokan family.

"I will send you a secret message. The old god Volibear has completely revived. It is estimated that it will not be long before he will launch a full-scale attack on Delverhold."

Hearing the news of the old god Volibear, Heroku looked gloomy.

This is news that the Valrokan family is unwilling to face.

In the family records, the tragic scenes brought about by the battle of gods are fully described.

Even if the Noxian Empire wins by then, Delverhold may be reduced to ruins.

"What do you want?"