Vladimir said loudly, and it was clear that he was now dancing and agitated like an addict with a drug addiction.

And Draven has an empty stomach of anger, but he can't vent it.

That's right, last night, just when I thought I was going to die, I was already in the alley of Bilgewater where I once ran, and next to me, Vladimir, who was pale and almost melted.

"I filled this hourglass with my blood yesterday to get it to kick in, or you would have been shot like a dead fish by that woman, you idiot, shit, garbage......"

Cursing and cursing, Vladimir grabbed the little boy in the corner with a wave of his hand, and in his frightened eyes, slit his throat with the dagger in his hand.

Grunt......

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Draven couldn't help but turn his head.

Finally, the sucking sound behind him stopped.

When Draven turned back again, Vladimir got up gracefully, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and picked up his goblet again, and at this time, there was a shallow pool of blood in it - like the last sip of red wine from a master taster.

"Sorry, I just lost my respect, I can't control my emotions after my blood pool is overdrawn......"

"I didn't ...... Nothing, you've heard it before, but I didn't expect ......."

Looking at the whole room under the light of the morning sun, like a hellish scene, even Dravin, couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart.

"It's nothing, these guys are just food, like bread for breakfast, do you remember how many slices of bread you eat?"

Vladimir said, pushed open the low door of the room, and walked out.

Outside, the family's clothes hung from ropes made of fish skin, while vagabonds' wine bottles and torn quilts remained on the stone steps next to them.

But there will never be any change here.

It's a beautiful day......

Feeling the sun shining on him, Vladimir took a deep breath.

That's right, he's not afraid of the sun, and he's not afraid of garlic.

"Alright, it's time to get down to business...... Tell me, what does Darius mean?"

Apparently, in the second half of yesterday night, Delevin went to do something else besides finding a place for Vladimir to live and enough 'bread'.

For example, communicating with the Noxus garrison in Ionia.

"The latest news, the carrier pigeons have just been brought this morning, the Scarlet Elite is already on the way, it will arrive tonight at the latest, and the Ionian garrison has sent the elite to support us, and our priority at the moment is still to take Bilgewater. ”

Delevin said.

"Oh...... Yes, the Scarlet Elite can arrive so quickly, it seems that the General has expected it a long time ago, which is a good thing...... Did you mention the two Vastayas to him, they are very dangerous? ”

"Why? Didn't you kill them yesterday?"

Draven asked, somewhat surprised.

"No...... They work well with each other, I don't have a chance, maybe next time I'm fully recovered, I can fight with it, but not now. ”

As he spoke, Vladimir looked at the gown on his abdomen again, where there was a large hole, which looked like something had been cut.

The Ionian garrison should have brought themselves a new set of clothes.

"It doesn't matter, tell me, what did you find out in the morning?"

"There is some noteworthy information, first of all, after Planck's death, Bilgewater became a mess, many people wanted to fight for Planck's seat, but most of them were cut into meat sauce as soon as they climbed up, and so far, the biggest force here is the 'Call Girl' whose captain killed Planck's big Miss Doom. ”

"Oh...... Looks like she's the one we're going to talk to. ”

Vladimir said, kicking the corpse at his feet - it looked like he was a victim of last night's gang fight.

"That's right, there's word that Demacia has sent someone, and maybe they've been in contact with Miss Doom...... We are not the first to start. ”

"Hmm...... Sometimes it's not necessarily a good thing to start first, by the way, tell me, what's going on at the War College?"

At this time, Vladimir stopped and asked with a serious face.

"War College, I don't understand, why would a neutral organization ......"

"Neutral organization, listen up, Draven, for Noxus, there are only allies, and enemies, there is no word neutral,"

With that, Vladimir found a fairly clean staircase and sat down.

"What Noxus needs is expansion, and the War College will be a stumbling block for us, and the League of Legends he represents is likely to suddenly come out of nowhere and reap the benefits of the Fisherman's Fortune when we are in a tight battle with Demacia, just like Freljord did. ”

"Moreover, if Bilgewater becomes the territory of the Alliance, it will become a nail between Noxus and Ionia in the future, and any movement of our garrison will be clearly seen by the Alliance guys, and will wait for an opportunity, let alone Demacia. ”

Although Draven has no political vision, he is not a fool, and listening to Vladimir's high-minded talk, he also has some understanding.

"So...... What are we going to do if the War College is also here?"

"Anyone, or any force has what they want, as long as they grasp what they need most, everything can be solved, think about it, what does Miss Doom want most now?"

Vladimir said as he took a sip of the blood from the cup.

Dravin, on the other hand, pondered hard before he spoke tentatively.

"Do you mean...... Is it independence?"

"That's right, you have a very promising future, it is independence. ”

Vladimir's eyes lit up and he nodded approvingly.

"For Noxus, the capture of Ionia in the last few years is the focus, and in the meantime, we don't need anything to interfere with us, and now, whether it's the War College, Demacia, or us, anyone to be behind the scenes to take control of Billgewater will cause Miss Doom to resent it, but if we promise to recognize Billgewater's independence, just in exchange for his promise not to send troops to Noxus, we have already achieved our goal. ”

"But...... My brother...... What the General is saying is that let's take complete control of Bilgewater and use it as a transit point for future attacks on Demacia. ”

Draven said with a frown.

And Vladimir, too, sat down with some loss.

"That's right...... That's the problem, the Admiral is a little too eager for quick success, he can't see that as long as we have complete control of Ionia, it is only a matter of time before Bilgewater is in control......"