The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

"Two late-night visitors, welcome to Zaun."

Among them, the short man stepped forward, holding up his unique white mohawk hairstyle, with a curious expression on his face.

"I'm Ike, this is Pete, and the people above let us come here to greet the two of you."

Ike looked at the two beautiful girls in front of him, who had no Zaun's temperament at all.

However, he noticed a few details.

From Seraphine he could smell Zaun. It was a smell of chemical gas, more or less common to anyone who had lived in Zaun before.

But the other, he was a little uncertain. In Orianna's beautiful eye sockets, there were not black and white eyes, but a pair of light blue eyeballs, and the bottom of the eyes was still shining with dark blue light.

This pair of eyes... he seems to have seen it somewhere... more than once.

"Hello, I'm Seraphine, and this is Orianna. I'm glad to be in Zaun, it's much better than I thought."

Seraphine opened her big bright eyes and winked at Ike mischievously.

The other person's soul singing is all about saving Zaun's ideals, and the silent Pete's heart is also full of love for Zaun.

Oh, is this the real Zaun! ? Sure enough, it was a little different from what she thought.

A few people walked towards the interior of Zaun, Orianna also got off the tablet, but she was habitually silent, but Seraphine asked with great interest:

"Mr. Ike, your outfits are so cool, are you the law enforcement officers defending Zaun?"

"Call me Ike, we don't talk about Piltover's etiquette. I'm a police officer in the second police team, similar to a law enforcement officer, but there are many differences. We don't ask about birth, as long as you are ancestors. Anren can join us!"

Ike pointed to the Zaun logo on his iron armor with approval on his face.

He also didn't expect that in just half a day, his impression of Zaan was greatly changed.

Help the poor, provide jobs to those in need, and contribute to Zaun's future fresh air and sweet water.

He had never felt that life was so full.

"Hehe, Ike, you will definitely become Zaun's Camille in the future!"

Seraphine stood on the tablet and was carried forward, her face full of freshness of the unknown.

"Wait, who are you talking about?" Ike suddenly widened his eyes.

"Ms. Camille, once the best law enforcement officer in Piltover." Seraphine covered her mouth and smiled.

She heard Ike's soul singing the song of recalling the past. Although she didn't know why the other party linked Camille and Orianna, it didn't prevent her from giving this cute boy a little hint.

Hearing this name, Ike's whole body shuddered, and his face showed surprise.

Oh, Zaun is above, he remembered!

It's Camille, the quiet girl's eyes are exactly the same as Camille's.

He had heard Vi, who was still living in Piltover, mention that Camille's eyes were originally sapphire blue, but the back turned pale blue because he had a hex crystal transplanted as a heart.

So... the girl in front of me...

He hid the horror in his heart, tried hard to keep his body calm, and forced himself to keep his voice as usual:

"I've heard Ms. Camille's great name, but I want to be as great as her. We're now in the dark alley!"

Listening to the singing of the other party's soul, Seraphine couldn't help covering her mouth lightly.

This boy is really interesting. When he mentioned Heixiang, the soul of the other party suddenly became different, and his singing was full of sadness of memories.

Who is Wei? Who is Shirko? Who is Benso?

Oh, it's really a song full of love, hate, and hatred, and it's so sad.

"What is Heixiang? Why is it named Hei?"

Seraphine asked excitedly while listening to the song sung by the soul of the other party.

"Black Alley was originally the darkest place in Zaun, because the pollution here is the most serious. No matter it is day or night, you can't see the blue sky here, and you can't see a trace of light in the sky." Ike explained.

When he explained, he thought of the time when he lived in a black alley. Bitter memories are often memorable.

"But now you can still see the stars in the sky."

Seraphine pointed to the sky, and through the gaps in the dense buildings, she could see a bright star twinkling in the sky.

"Yeah... I can see the stars now." Ike's expression was inexplicable, and his tone was sighed.

He never thought that one day he could see the starry sky in the dark alley, which should belong only to Piltover.

"Mr. Viktor came back with the technology he learned from Piltover. In just one month, it completely changed the place. It also made the Zauan people understand that this land is not completely hopeless."

Ike remembered the figure he saw in the afternoon. The other party was wrapped in iron and couldn't see his face, but he could hear from the other party's voice that Victor had a heart that loved Zaun.

At least in his passion for Zaun, Viktor is exactly like their native Zaun.

"Everyone admires him very much, and I really want to see him with my own eyes."

Seraphine opened a pair of lovely big eyes, and listened to the music sung by the surrounding Zaun souls with her ears pricked up.

Zaun... It's really not what she imagined.

"Ike, I've always heard you talk about the former Zaun, what did that look like?"

She is a little curious about this. Every soul in the past will mention this. When it is mentioned, the voices of the souls are full of resistance, but they still can't get around it.

"Once Zaun?"

Ike paused for a moment as he walked, with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes:

"The **** heaps that Piltover killed, the rivers were infected with industrial sewage, and the air smelled of rot and acrid."

"I can't imagine that smell, in the air now..."

Seraphine's nose moved slightly, and her face was full of satisfaction:

"There is a faint floral fragrance."

"This is the air freshener developed by Mr. Victor, and Zaun will be better under his leadership." Ike sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Hee hee, now Zaun is really a beautiful city. But I think his change comes not only from Mr. Victor, but also from each of you who love Zaun."

Seraphine tilted her head and squinted as she listened to the singing of Ike's soul, and repeated it:

"It doesn't matter who the ruler of Zaan is, what matters is that we who were born in Zaan arouse the enthusiasm for building our hometown, and each of us is willing to contribute to our hometown."

"You are also from Zaun?"

The other party's words spoke to Ike's heart, and he couldn't help asking hesitantly.

"Huh?" Seraphine blinked, thinking that she forgot to change the words, and hurriedly explained, "My parents are from Zaun, and this is half my hometown. First time here, really Surprisingly good."