"Let him in."
The heavy mithril greaves stepped on the hard white marble carved stone tiles, making a very oppressive sound. From far to near, a steel swordsman soldier who took off his mithril helmet walked into the hall, holding his hands Holding the hilt of the sword, kneel down on one knee.
Looking at the imposing Demacia's strongest warrior in front of him, even the somewhat depressed Oren couldn't help but cheer up and smile a little more.
The man who deliberately grew a beard looked very mature and steady, Kraken said in a deep voice.
"Lord Jarvan, General Oren is well."
"Get up, there are no outsiders now, just be more natural."
"yes!"
Standing up, Kraken occasionally glanced at Javinster who fell to the ground and cried. He didn't understand why his old father didn't choose to help his good son up.
"I wonder why Uncle Jiawen came to me this time?"
As if he didn't hear his son crying, Javindalk considered his words until Hillis hurried over. After Oren turned his head, he gave her husband a blow on the back of his head, and then put his own The son was picked up and coaxed to the back. This scene made Kraken a little embarrassed.
Aunt Hillis, it seems that it is not simple...
"Well, Kleist is seven years old this year, right?"
It was obviously a solemn tone that was no different from before, but Kraken always felt that Uncle Jarvan's voice was not as majestic as before.
"Yes, Kleist is currently learning swordsmanship from his father and cultural knowledge from Nalia."
"Yes, he is an excellent and good boy. When he grows up, he can have more contact with Kleist and Javinster."
Seeing that his old friend Oren lowered his head again, thinking about Bo that yordle, Jarvandark could only change the topic and get down to business.
"You also heard about the Excalibur that appeared in the Emerald Territory of Noxus three days ago, right? What do you think?"
Kraken nodded as expected, and his expression became serious.
"It is said that it is a flaming sword that can burn the soul of anyone who touches it. The Lord of the Emerald Territory, Lester, first issued an order to seal off the arena and prohibit anyone from touching it, and then deliberately publicized the news. I think, He may have found a way to use the divine sword, and wanted to show the power of the Emerald Territory through the owner of the divine sword. This is why he set the time one month later. He wanted more forces to see the Emerald Territory. The scene where the leader controls the Excalibur...
Lester has a big agenda. "
"Yes, Lord Leicester has never been a simple person. I think my old friend has seen this ten years ago. Whether it is political or military, the [Lord of the Demon Face] of the Emerald Territory They all have outstanding achievements and are extraordinary.”
Knowing that Jarwendark was talking about Oren's meeting with Epsol, Kraken did not interrupt.
"I came to you because I want you to follow Oren to the Emerald Territory, participate in the Emerald Territory's Divine Sword Master Selection Ceremony, and bring back as much important information as possible from the Emerald Territory."
Pointing to the large map hanging on the wall, Jarvindark said in a deep voice.
"Our spies have never had the opportunity to enter the inner city before. The opening of the inner city's gladiatorial arena this time is a rare opportunity. Many forces will enter the Emerald Territory. This is a good opportunity...
You will participate in the ceremony as a distinguished guest on behalf of Demacia. Understanding the intelligence of the Excalibur is secondary. The military strength and city defense layout of the Emerald Territory are the top priority. The Emerald Territory and Noxus are too aggressive. In order to defend For peace in Demacia, we need more intelligence from the enemy and make arrangements in advance as much as possible...
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The most important thing is that the Noxians cannot be aware of our intentions. In the chaos, everything must be done secretly enough. "
After thinking for a moment, Kraken nodded.
"I understand, Uncle Jarvan."
"Very well, I believe you won't let me down."
He smiled happily, and after talking about the business, Jarvindark couldn't help but talk about a few common things.
"Kraken, you refused the search of the Forbidden Demon... So, Kleist has a talent for magic, right? Will Nalia let Kleist become a mage?"
Kraken's expression tightened, and he didn't know what Gavindark meant when he said this, but no matter what, he would not drag his only son into solitary confinement.
In this case, it is better to tell the truth.
"Yes, Kleist has magic talent, but Nalia has no intention of making Kleist a mage. She just wants him to spend his life as an ordinary Demacia."
"That's it... Okay, Kraken, the Demacia mission will leave tomorrow. You should go back and prepare."
"Understood, Lord Jarvan, General Oren, I will withdraw."
After Kraken left, Oren looked at the thoughtful Jarvandark, considered it, and then spoke to persuade.
"I don't object to you doing this, but now is not a good time."
"I know, I know, I just prepared a plan. Maybe I will never see the day it is established until my death. This top-secret plan will only be opened when necessary. It will serve as the cornerstone to ensure the peace and stability of Demacia. There will be a day in the future when the environment changes, but it is definitely not now.”
"That's good...Okay, I'm leaving."
The man who held the highest power in Demacia watched his old friend leave, sighed deeply, and finally gave up the unreliable idea of assassinating the yordle Bo Qi.
"There's nothing I can do, old friend, just take one step and watch."
…
In the meeting hall of the Fortress of the Immortal Fortress, the Noxian High Command was having a meeting. A hurried messenger knocked on the door and placed a confidential letter from another place in front of the leader of the Noxian Chapter.
"Emerald leads the Divine Sword, and there will be a ceremony to select the master of the Divine Sword in the arena next month!? Such a thing could happen!? Isn't this more fun than having three wives?"
The man who couldn't suppress his excitement slapped the table and stood up laughing.
As the Immortal Fortress most closely associated with the Emerald Territory, after Nadarz learned that the Emerald Territory had obtained the Divine Sword, his envious saliva flowed all over the table, without any trace of the barbarian boss style.
Standal rolled his eyes at Nadarz, who had his outbursts from time to time, and was somewhat used to it.
From a distance, he looks majestic, but up close, he appears to be a wise man and a fool.
Strictly speaking, there are not many reliable people in this room. Fighting depends on passion and oh la oh la.
Looking back now, Standal himself didn't know how such a group of hanging people, under the guidance of the Pale Witch, forcibly integrated to defeat the tyrant Mordekaiser and successfully occupied the Immortal Fortress.
It must be just some bad luck.
"Now the question is, who wants to go to the Emerald Territory to participate in the Excalibur Master Selection Ceremony?"
As soon as Standal's voice fell, countless responses came one after another.
"I go!"
"Me too!"
"I, Du Erxiu, am the person chosen by God! I must meet the Master of the Divine Sword in the Emerald Territory to see if I am a hero and qualified to obtain the Divine Sword..."
Waving his hands, Duerxiu kicked up his legs while struggling, and was pulled out by the serious guards.
Standal, with a dark face, was speechless as he looked at the conference hall that instantly became chaotic.
If this continues, I am afraid that we will even forget to discuss how to deal with the claws of winter and the howling cold wind.
It's just a stupid meeting, why not go home and play three wives with Nadarz.
"I'll go."
The door to the conference room was pushed open, and the female mage who had been missing for more than two years came into the suddenly quiet conference room with a smile, leaving everyone in a state of surprise.
This woman comes and goes without a trace, how come she looks like a ghost?
"I think it's feasible, but Ms. Rose alone can't express our sincerity. How about I go too? What do you think, Lord Nadarz?"
Standal breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"It's feasible, then I'll bother Ms. Rose and Lord Standal to go there."
The woman smiled slightly.
"It's not that I'm tired, it's just that I've been away for too long and I want to go home." chapter
