The Glory of Noxus

In the biting cold wind, the crimson flag of the Empire was like a raging fire, swirling in the cold air.

The golden double-edged axe engraved on the flag shone with a different charm under the sunlight, showing its glory to everyone.

Alyssa stood on the street, looking at the war group camp in the distance.

Surrounded by many buildings, it looked like a fully armed steel behemoth, crawling on the ground, full of cold and hard breath.

This steel camp was rebuilt on the ruins after the ravages of the bear monsters, relying on the towering city walls.

In its original intention, it existed to protect the precarious Fortress.

But this camp gave people a dark and aggressive feeling.

Every stone and every piece of steel it built told the tragic battles and the suffering of the Noxians.

Alyssa smelled the bloody breath mixed in the cold wind and the murderous intent of suppressing anger.

The massacre of the bear monsters has made the soldiers in the camp restless.

They are eager for revenge and to completely eliminate those bear monsters.

Oram in front of him seemed to notice Alyssa's gaze, and followed her gaze, looking at the rough camp in the cold wind and the fluttering imperial flag, with fear in his eyes.

Even though he is the heir of the Valrokan family, he must have a correct attitude when facing the glorious power of the empire.

The Valrokan family used to be the king of the Delverburg for generations, but it was eventually incorporated into the territory of the Noxus Empire.

The two walked along the bluestone straight road and saw many soldiers wearing black steel armor who were gathering for training in the camp.

The ore for casting armor comes from the Delverburg underfoot, the underground of the Ironthorn Mountains.

Most of the armor of the Noxus Empire War Corps comes from the Noxus forge in the Delverburg.

This is also the reason why the Valrokan family can have its current status.

Oram looked around at the soldiers of the regiment with a proud look, and walked towards the central building of the camp with his head held high.

"For so many years, we have been paying tribute to Noxus and making armor for their soldiers."

Oram said unhappily as he walked.

His loud voice echoed in the huge camp, and he obviously did not intend to hide his dissatisfaction in front of the guards.

"What did we get in the end?"

In exchange for life. Alyssa answered secretly in her heart, but she did not say it out loud.

The Valrokan family can have a transcendent status and power on the border of the North.

Not only relying on the solid armor and sharp weapons produced, but more importantly, the care of the empire.

She followed Oram silently, looking at the familiar back, her heart full of complicated emotions.

I don't know when, all the people of the Valrokan family seemed to have undergone some invisible changes and became proud and complacent.

However, Alyssa understood that the fate of the family had long been closely linked to the empire, whether they were willing to accept this fact or not.

Outside the black building, two rows of soldiers in armor were waiting. They held their axes and halberds tightly and stood at attention.

Alyssa saw three notches on the breastplates of these soldiers, revealing dark red cloaks.

They were not ordinary guards.

"They are soldiers of the Trifarii Legion." Oram breathed softly, and his momentum and arrogance just now were swept away.

In a country like the Noxus Empire where killers are everywhere, the Trifarii Legion is the most respected name.

Regardless of friend or foe!

Especially under the leadership of General Darius, as long as the Trifarii Legion appears, many rebel forces would rather kneel down and surrender than fight them on the battlefield.

This is the reputation created by killing.

And now, it's just an ordinary meeting, and the soldiers of the Trifarii Legion are guarding, which makes Oram feel uneasy.

But he has arrived at the camp, and there is no way out now.

Oram and Alyssa looked at each other, then faced the gaze of the Trifarious Legion soldiers and entered the camp building.

Pushing open the door, a burst of noise and discussion came, breaking Oram and Alyssa's solemn impression of the camp.

But when they saw the busy Reiser garrison soldiers, they instantly realized that the Empire's attitude towards the northern border affairs this time was far more important than they had imagined.

Perhaps there was something else they didn't know about.

Oram couldn't help but feel nervous and began to think whether his arrival was a wrong decision.

Under the guidance of two Trifarious Legion soldiers, Oram and Alyssa crossed the long corridor and came to the conference hall on the south side.

Many war group leaders had gathered in the conference hall. They were sitting or standing, and the discussion was one after another. The atmosphere was solemn and tense.

"Please sit down!"

Wilson sat in the main seat and pointed to the two empty chairs opposite.

"No, I'd better stand, Lord Wilson." Oram nodded slightly, but did not move his feet, and answered in a deep voice.

After the Imperial Chapter Cluster took over the defense of Fort Delver, Wilson visited Vallokan.

Oram was also present at the banquet at that time and met most of the people present.

Wilson raised his eyes slightly and stared at Oram and Alyssa.

But he quickly adjusted his mood and noticed that this was a formal occasion. He smiled and said softly.

"It's up to you!"

Compared with her stupid brother, Alyssa was keen to notice that something was wrong.

She looked at Krei beside Wilson, and several warband leaders who followed General Darius.

These people were not unfamiliar to the Valrocan family.

Their names and faces had long appeared in the intelligence information of the Valrocan family, and each of them was an important role that needed to be closely watched.

Darius, one of the three members of the Trifarian Council, controlled the imperial force, and naturally attracted the attention of families like the Valrocan family that operated the imperial industry.

Naturally, the confidants around Darius undoubtedly became the "hunting" targets of forces such as the Valrocan family.

Alyssa's mind quickly flashed the information about these people in the family intelligence.

Quickly analyzed the reasons why they might appear here, and the possible impact on the Valrocan family.

"Oram Valrocan, Alyssa Valrocan, this time I asked you to come here to explain the previous retreat." Wilson said in a serious voice.

As his voice fell, the warband leaders present all turned their eyes to Oram and Alyssa.

To retreat in the face of danger is what these veterans who have fought bloody battles for more than ten years hate the most.

Oram faced everyone's gaze and began to talk to himself.

"For nearly a hundred years, Delverburg has always performed its duties conscientiously."

"Our gold supports the Empire's conquests, and our steel protects and arms the Empire's warbands."

His tone gradually became heavier, and his unique aristocratic accent caused many people to be disgusted.

"Including the warbands of everyone present."

When Oram finished the last sentence, the expressions of many warband leaders changed, and they had to consider the influence of the Valrokan family.

They were able to win the war of conquest of the Noxus Empire.

In addition to the soldiers under his command fighting to the death, sharp weapons and sturdy armor are also an indispensable part of the reason.

"Ironthorn ore can indeed make the best armor and weapons." Kled suddenly spoke, waking up the warband leaders present.

"But this is not the reason why the Valrokan family can violate the laws of the Empire."

Kre continued to speak, his cold eyes swept across everyone present, as if reminding them not to forget the laws and order of the Empire.

Although Kre is a Yodel, he has been fighting for the Empire since the Empire was in its infancy.

Many of the war group leaders present had served under Kre and received help from Kre.

Oram heard Kre's words, followed the voice, looked at the Yodel lying on the wooden chair, a little lazy, and flashed displeasure in the depths of his eyes.

But he concealed it well.

"Besides, the choice made by the Valrokan family in the emergency at that time was not to retreat in the face of the battle." Oram repeated his brother Shilok's words.

"It was to protect the hope of Delverburg."

"The Valrokan family has been kings in Delverburg for generations, and they are never afraid of fighting or death."

Oram looked around at everyone present, with an inexplicable emotion in his tone.

"But compared to those civilians, shouldn't the hope of the empire be protected more?"

"The hope of the empire?"

Wilson's mind flashed with the bodies of civilians that the soldiers had cleared. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"Who do you mean by hope?"

"Hope is of course us, or the descendants present here." Oram replied with a smile, looking confident.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, a wild laugh rang out in the conference hall, laughing so wantonly, as if he didn't care about the eyes around him at all.

All eyes turned to the source of the sound, and Kled slowly stood up from the wooden chair.

His movements were not hurried, but with indescribable majesty.

The only intact left eye of his was shining with a cold light, like the biting cold wind in winter, which made people shudder.

"In Noxus, no one is born nobler than others. A person's status is not based on blood."

"It's merit!"

Alyssa looked up at Kled, secretly cursing Oram's stupidity.

How could he bring the tacit agreement directly to the table and say it in front of so many people.

"Of course, in Noxus, no one is special." Alyssa echoed Kled's statement.

Oram didn't care. What's wrong with Kled? He was just an imperial general.

Even if the Trifarian Council of Three was in front of him, he dared to say so.

"We worked like slaves in the dark mines under the mountains, and watched the fruits of our labor being loaded onto huge trucks every day."

"But in the end, what we got in return was the invasion of bear monsters, and we almost lost our lives."

Just as Oram was speaking loudly, he saw Wilson and many war group leaders stand up with respectful expressions.

"What's going on?" Oram was puzzled and raised his eyebrows.

Suddenly, he felt something strange and turned around with Alyssa.

A handsome young man walked in. Apart from his appearance, he looked ordinary in temperament and skills.

"Hmm?"

Alyssa's expression froze, and a person's information slowly emerged in her mind.

The leader of the Reiser Garrison!

The commander of the Northern War Group!

The successor that Swain is said to have trained!

Huo Jixing!

"Very good speaking skills, worthy of being the hope of the Valrokan family."

Huo Jixing walked in from outside, clapping and praising Oram.

Oram compared him to the hope of the Valrokan family in his words.

"So, can you let me see your palm?"

"What do you mean?" Oram raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

"I said, can you stretch out your hand for me to see?"

Huo Jixing came to Oram and looked directly into his panicked eyes.

"Let me see your hands that have been working hard in the dark mines and dust under the mountain fortress."

Oram pursed his lips, not wanting to be led by the nose, and fell into silence.

Huo Jixing suddenly laughed and looked at Alyssa beside Oram.

From the appearance alone, the two were obviously twins, with the same tall stature and strong body.

There was also the same cold eyes given by the family blood, coupled with the arrogant demeanor of aristocratic origin.

The brother and sister both had their long black hair braided into fine and dense braids, with sharp tattoos on their faces, and their armor covered with slate-gray cloaks.

"Tsk tsk, you have never suffered a day of hardship in your life, and neither has she."

"The calluses on both of you are definitely not caused by working."

Snap!

Huo Jixing stretched out his left hand, suddenly grasped Oram's neck, and slowly lifted him up.

"So, what gave you the confidence? Just the Valrokan family?"

"You can't do this, I'm the heir of the Valrokan family, from the Diggerburg."

Oram was out of breath, slapping Huo Jixing's arms frantically, and said in panic.

Alyssa was also pale, looking at her brother and Huo Jixing who suddenly attacked in fear.

"Hope?"

Huo Jixing ignored Oram's resistance and looked at the red and cold face.

His mind seemed to be a passing show of the experience of fighting on the frozen soil of the north.

Many familiar faces flashed by one by one, including Eric, Moore, Freeman, Shaluba, Tulio, etc.

They sacrificed their precious lives for the peace of the northern border, but in the eyes of these arrogant nobles, it became a matter of course.

What a good show!

Huo Jixing's expression gradually turned cold. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing just after returning.

He looked around at the leaders of the war group present, and the invisible pressure made everyone tremble with fear.

"If you don't have the ability to fight, at least you must have the courage to die."

Huo Jixing carried Oram and walked to the main seat in the conference hall. Under the gaze of everyone, he said coldly.

"But you don't even have the courage to die, and you still use the battlefield as a stage for sensationalism."

Crack!

Huo Jixing's left hand gently exerted force, crushed Oram's neck, and strangled his hope.

"This is contempt for Noxus!"