In the eastern part of the Emerald Territory, there is a military camp prison.
Natividad observed the new surroundings of her life.
Dark, dry, deep and dark.
A wooden bucket without a lid, which is used for excretion and is still stained with the residue of the previous guest. A hardwood bed with three buttocks, so you can lie down on it and have a clear night. There is also a dog basin that is no different. Wooden plate with half a piece of brown bread on it.
Why don't you give me some water?
I was just exploring a cave, why was I caught by a stranger as soon as I came out?
Barbarian! robber! thug!
Feelings of grief and anger welled up from her chest, and Natividad spoke loudly of her grievances.
"I'm not a spy!!!"
After hearing the spy's accusation that he was not a spy, the expressionless Black Iron Guard soldier turned around and left, ignoring the other party.
Before the man roared a second time, an unpleasant chuckle came from the side.
Natividad turned her head sharply and patted the wooden fence hard.
"His grandma, why are you laughing!?"
On the other side of the wooden fence was a down-and-out man with unshaven beard and tattered tribal clothes.
In the light of the fire beyond the wooden fence, Natividad could see the compassion on the man's face.
"I'm laughing at a ridiculous person."
Natividad clenched his fists just by hearing the awkward tribal language spoken by the other party, not to mention that the other party was mocking him.
"Kursala people, come here!"
He smiled, but the man shook his head.
"I won't go there."
Natividad once again moved up three vocal ranges.
"Are you coming over?!"
"It's so noisy! Newcomer, do you want to die?"
Faced with the "pale and feeble" evil words of the dungeon guard, Natividad had no choice but to endure the humiliation and bowed apologetically to the stern dungeon guard.
After the guard left, Natividad turned to look at the young man who was laughing at him, only to find that the sympathy on the other man's face had disappeared and turned into sarcasm.
"Don't think about it. This is the dungeon of the Emerald Territory. Do you still want to leave after being captured?"
"I'm not a spy, why should the Noxians arrest me?"
"You are not a spy. Why would the Noxians capture you?"
Natividad was stunned. Isn’t this what he said? Why did the man in front of me ask myself this question?
Is he a fool?
"Are you a spy? Why did the Noxians capture you?"
"Yes, I am a spy."
The man smiled at Natividad and pointed to himself.
"Boreham man, I can tell you are from the other side of the mountain. For the sake of sympathy, remember, Boreham man, if you want to get out, you have to admit that you are a spy, and then Work for the Emerald Territory, because they want you not because you are a spy, but because they need you to be a spy."
After a long silence, Natividad's voice came faintly.
"Where is Jade Collar?"
…
The Noxian Black Iron Guard quickly found the cave where the foreigners came out. Faced with the complicated and unmarked road conditions in the cave, Margaret first confirmed that there was no trace of the Red-skinned Demon Rat in the cave. Withdrew with soldiers.
Instead of spending extra energy and time finding your way into the cave, why not ask the Gentiles who came out of the cave?
The reason is simple, and Margaret came to the dungeon.
"Lady Margaret! I am willing to serve the Emerald Territory!"
"General! Let me go! I know I was wrong!"
"Hahaha! Hahahaha!! Dead! All dead! All must die!"
"You devil!! I'm going to eat you!!"
"I am willing to be the general's dog! Hey hey hey~ Hey hey hey~"
"..."
There are dozens of people of various forms imprisoned in the dungeon. In addition to the real Emerald Territory criminals, they are traitors involved in confidentiality work and Emerald Territory security. Of course, there are also some inexplicable unlucky guys.
For example, a foreigner who came out of the Silver Mountains.
Ignoring the prisoners' struggles, Margaret arrived at the holding cell.
The treatment of prisoners in detention cells will be much better than that of prisoners in other places. At least the supply of black bread will be sufficient, but drinking water will be strictly controlled, so that the consumption of black bread will be reduced.
Glancing over Garfield's desolate face, Margaret pointed to Natividad, who had just been imprisoned. Soldiers opened the cell door and escorted the man out.
Natividad came to the interrogation room compliantly without any struggle.
Tied to the stone chair that had been fixed for a long time, Natividad looked at the expressionless cold woman in front of him.
Wearing an elegant and beautiful bright silver dragon-patterned plate armor, with a Noxian broad-bladed stainless steel sword on his waist, the dark red cape behind him could just fall on the heels of the armored boots. He looked heroic and imposing.
It's a pity that she has a pretty face, but the person in front of her doesn't have any femininity at all, and is far different from the big girls in the mountains who only wear fur jackets.
"Foreigner, you have only one chance to explain why you are in the military-controlled area of the Silver Mountains."
Not caring that the man in front of her was looking at her, Margaret's voice was calm and without any fluctuation.
"Sir, I don't know where the Shuoyin Mountain Range you are talking about is... I come from the other side of Yangyang Mountain."
Natividad was not prepared to stay here forever, and he could not find any reason to lie.
"My name is Natividad, from Boreham. I brought enough food and torches and started exploring along the entrance of a remote cave in Yangyang Mountain, trying to find the end of the cave. This situation lasted for half a month. , I finally found the end, passed through the winding Yangyang Mountain, and came to the other side of Yangyang Mountain. Before I had time to be happy, I was arrested by you."
"Yangyang Mountain is the Shuoyin Mountain Range."
Margaret drew her broad-bladed sword and struck Natividad with one blow.
Natividad didn't know why the woman suddenly changed her face, closed her eyes and started screaming.
"Stop screaming, Natividad, I'm just helping you untie the rope. There's something you need to do now, and you'll be free when you're done."
"You, what do you want me to do?"
Staring into Natividad's fearful eyes, Margaret's gray eyes were chilling.
"Take us through the path you have taken."
It wasn't until this moment that the wide-eyed Natividad realized what the consequences of his words would be.
…
On the high platform at the Demacia training ground, Oren looked at the dozens of young people and legionnaires participating in the selection of steel swordsmen, and sighed to Jarvandark next to him.
"I believe that there is no weapon or armor in this world that can match the equipment made of Demacian steel.
After the establishment of the Steel Swordsman Legion, Demacia will have the most powerful army in Valoran. We no longer need to fear those warlocks who master terrible magic. Even Noxus will not be our opponent. "
"So, the founding ceremony and selection ceremony of the Steel Swordsmen Legion are still necessary. Otherwise, I would not take back the equipment made of Demacia steel from the soldiers. At least let them understand that after wearing that equipment, , what exactly does it mean.”
