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The outside world only knows the confusing news that Svein, who has achieved great success in battle, has been suddenly relieved of all military duties.

The infighting was an unacceptable stain on the proud Noxus. There is a strong call for mediation from top to bottom of the military. Young Karen Darkwell was undecided about the move.

If the pressure continues to be exerted and this mutiny is made completely public, it is tantamount to discrediting the centuries-old honor of Noxus, and it seems to be more beneficial for the Darkwell family to put Svein under house arrest, digest the results of the battle, and firmly control the situation of Noxus?

Cassiopeia, who was very close to Karen Darkwill, was keenly aware that this was an opportunity to knock out Svein once and for all. Cassiopeia decided that Svein must be put in prison and then get rid of him. Only when Svein is dead can the Darkwell family hold Noxus firmly. Whoever made Svein's influence too great, too many officers would rather be demoted than join his command.

Ezreal appreciates Cassiopeia's judgment, but... The second lady is still too young, and the second miss thinks that Karen Darkwell will be a general, and she will be the "first lady" again. Sweet dreams are good and desirable, but the key question is: whether Svein can die after he is in prison.

In whose hands is Noxus Prison in its hands today?

In the hands of Warden Draven. And Draven's brother, Darius, is inclined to support Svein in the background of his story. Later, Karen Darkwell was killed by Darius with an axe.

Backstory aside, Ezreal asks Kyle to use the church to find out.

The news was that Svein, who was imprisoned in prison, was served by Draven with good food and drink. It is called waiting for a fair verdict from the court-martial, but judging from the daily life of Deleven's frequent daily inquiries about Svein, it is too cold and warm. Most importantly, Draven did not use drugs against Svein that inhibited the flow of magic in his body. Svein can break through the wall with magic at any time!

Draven's reason for not blocking Svein's magic is that the situation has not yet stabilized, and that Svein has magic that can prevent certain Assassins from taking advantage of it.

Ezreal pondered that this excuse would be like a diversion from Darkwell's attention. Beware of Assassins? It is better to beware of the Duke Kao family, who does not know that the Duke Kao family is a professional assassin.

It's a pity that Darkwell really let this excuse fool him, thinking that the attitude of the warden Draven is neutral. In Ezreal's view, the Draven brothers' inclination towards Svein was clear.

It just so happened that the Durkkao family's military spending was tight, so it was better to get the indemnity money to buy military supplies, and then drive the bloody elite team outside Noxus City.

First, the military camp outside the city is much safer than the inside of Noxus, and the situation in the city is unpredictable, and it is uncertain what tomorrow will be like; second, the clouds of war are beginning to thicken, and it is only a matter of time before Noxus invades Ionia, and the price of munitions will skyrocket N times.

Weigh the pros and cons and mediate better. This conclusion is really very contrary to the inner feelings, after all, it is necessary to spare a person who has just made a feud and save him from prison. But the analysis is clear that the prison in Noxus is completely fictitious for Svein, and there is no difference from house arrest. Perhaps, the prison is full of dragons and snakes, and there are many forces on all sides, which is not conducive to the development of Svein's operation, which is the reason why he is willing to pay a compensation to get out of prison.

It was decided to propose to Caterina to accept the mediation of the court.

Ezreal thought that he would have to go to great lengths to convince Caterina, but Caterina agreed and signed a mediation agreement without saying a word. This caught the retainers off guard, and Cassiopeia hurried from the city, furious, and quarreled with her sister.

Cassiopeia pointed at Ezreal's nose and said angrily, "My sister has been saying from beginning to end, "You said, you said," she was fascinated by you! ”

Cassiopeia had the exact same appearance as Katarina, and when she was pointed at her nose like this, Ezreal did not have a trace of anger in her heart. Is it love and black?

That night, Ezreal had a nightmare in which he was hit on the head by magic during a battle, and his badly injured body fell into the sewers, and the smell and slimy garbage blocked his body, unable to find his way to the surface, and suffocated to deprive Ezreal of his life.

"Hah-"

Ezreal awoke from her nightmare, stunned to find herself being pressed against the groove of her chest by Morgana, and deeply, there was a smell of what she had used last night.

In the morning of the barracks, the sound of throwing daggers came from the shooting range, and someone was practicing throwing.

Ezreal took a deep breath and buried her head in the gentle countryside again, more than that smell, more of Morgana. Why didn't I smell Morgana in my dreams?

"Uhh

Ezreal: "Can't you wake me up in a gentler way?"

"As a warrior, I just escaped death not long ago, and I can still sleep so dead, I really don't understand how you did it, didn't you hear the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air?"

Ezreal's sleepy eyes were hazy, and he wanted to say, "I wanted to reconfirm the smell, if it wasn't for the refraction of the hazy consciousness by outside things, was it another bad dream omen?"

Ezreal: "That's the eldest lady shooting early in the morning. She's not been in a good mood lately, so she's going to vent her emotions when she's shooting a target, and by the way, she's checking out the weapons she recently purchased. ”

Kyle: "Hurry up and wash up, we're going to have a morning exercise too." Now that you've saved Katarina, the Durka's family is impressed with you, how many eyes are looking at you! and angels to do acts of reproduction. ”

Kyle continues her tirade: "Angels are immortal and do not need to perpetuate the race with the act of reproduction. Nor can they have children with humans. More energy should be put into cultivation. Coveting pleasure will only make your martial arts and magic regress!"

Ezreal was washing up and muttered, "What if I let you get pregnant?"

The sound of running water made Kyle, who was blonde hair covering his ears, not hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Ezreal: "Nothing. ”

Ezreal thought to himself, under special circumstances, magical creatures can reproduce with humans. Vladimir has a good saying, "Magic is the flow of nature," and the barriers of the races are also due to differences in magic.

According to the memory of the Demon Emperor, at that time, the two clans of the Lich were in a war, and the high-level people were in a hurry, and as a result, some of the lower Wu clans and demon clans had offspring with humans - half-demon and half-witch. If it is a normal reproductive behavior, interracial is almost completely sterilized. There is a rule that can give birth to half-demons and half-witches: the demon and witch warriors are seriously injured and are rescued by a kind human woman, and then there are children. It is precisely because of the serious injury, the loss of all the demonic power and magic power, and the same as ordinary people, that the racial differences are reduced to a minimum, and there is the possibility of cross-race reproduction.

And this kind of half-demon and half-witch has been handed down to modern times, and has another name: special functions.

In other words, in order for an angel to give birth to a human child, the angel must first be beaten half to death...

It's just a matter of thinking about it, and it may not be able to fight if it really starts.

"Sister, light!"

"And you, Morgana, my sister, you are truly depraved. Ezreal, you've been a warrior for tens of thousands of years?"

Kyle had already washed up, and his armor and weapons were fully dressed. In contrast, Morgana's hair was messy, and her smooth upper body was straight from the futon, and she couldn't find where the hood was for a while.

Morgana retorted: "I have the Holy Grail, and every day before going to bed, I shine a light on the water in the cup, and the next day if danger approaches, the Holy Grail will tell me." ”

Kyle shouted, "Then why is Ezreal besieged this time, and your Holy Grail has no warning?"

Morgana scratched her head, straightened her hair, and said, "Why doesn't it work?" I even saw that my sister was going to pull my ear this morning...", yawning, "The other day, it was because Ezreal's healing used up the water in the Holy Grail. ”

Morgana looked left and right, but couldn't find it, and lifted the quilt to see: "Why is it missing, such a big one? ”

Kyle is condescending, taking in his sister's entire body.

Morgana's skin exudes a faint violet halo, which clearly outlines the plump bamboo shoot milk and thick ****, which catches the eye on how long the texture on the thin waist is. A man would have been amazed and lost in it, but Kyle was slightly amazed and immediately turned his gaze to the stain left over from last night. The groove at the top, the slit at the bottom, and the corners of the mouth... Kyle couldn't bear to look at it.

Kyle: "No need to look for it! I've cleaned it for you." Look in the mirror and see yourself! Don't get up and wash up, the hot water is ready, and the inner and outer clothes are by the bucket. ”

Early in the morning, Ezreal and Morgana practice in the morning at Kyle's urging.

Kyle corrected his sister's movements, "Morgana, straighten your waist and look ahead! Why are you always used to bending your head down, haven't you woken up yet!"

At this point, Morgana is like in the game, and once she stops, she will bow her head and bend down.

Morgana protested, "It's all him (Ezreal)'s fault, don't you see that my waist and my neck are thin?"

Kyle retorted, "Of course I did. Lowered his voice, "Haven't you noticed that in the past few days, your legs are getting longer, and my neck and waist are also shrinking? What you're lacking is exercise, you know?"

Morgana was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, she found that the two sisters were getting closer and closer. The only difference is that Kyle's abdomen has two neat rows of muscles that are shaped like a waistcoat, which is known on Earth as the waistcoat line.

Morgana: "Oh, oh my God, I'm really getting taller!

At Kyle's instructions, Ezreal relentlessly rounds the barracks and greets his retainers on morning exercises.

The weather changes from autumn to winter, and in the morning it is a time to hold the futon and enjoy the warmth, and there are not many people who practice in the training ground in the morning. Aside from Katarina, Ezreal only sees Jax.

Ezreal greeted Jax, "Morning, it's so cold today, so early?"

Jax was gesturing to the stake: "It's not too early, young man. For the Freljords, who live on the ice sheets, the colder the weather, the more energetic and the earlier they wake up. ”

Ezreal: "Really, what about Gulagas?"

I don't believe that the fat man in the barrel gets up so early.

Jax stopped and said, "He set off into the city before dawn to shop, and he was in a hurry to drink." On such a cold day, that guy was very drunk and noisy. ”

The Freeljord people are weird... Ezreal looked in the direction north of the barracks, which was the way to Zaun. General Durkkao claimed that Kieran in Zaun was a trustworthy man, and if he couldn't make it in Noxus, he disbanded the Scarlet Elite and went to Kieran.

This is a clear path that General Durkkao pointed out when he left.

Ezreal's eyes turned to the west side of the road—Iron Thorn Ridge. It was a path that led to the howling swamp. To the south of the swamp is Demacia, and to the north of the swamp is the origin of the meandering river, the ice field of Freljord.

Jax followed Ezreal's gaze to the location of his hometown.

Jax: "Freljord is my hometown, a peaceful and beautiful place of ice, and the girls there are beautiful. ”

Girl, think Jax is a troll.

Ezreal interjected, "You mean a female troll?"

Jax: "Yes, troll. Young man, don't look at me as a middle-aged person, obsessed with martial arts. When I was younger, I was more pleasing to the opposite sex than you kid. Because I was the strongest warrior of the troll clan at that time, and I was also the king of the troll kingdom, and the king legally owned all the women of the troll clan, and the women of the whole clan were happy to marry the king, because then they would give birth to the best warriors. ”

Ezreal just asked casually, but he didn't expect Jax to say so much. Ezreal thought to himself that Jax was a wooden man who would never brag, and maybe it was true.

Ezreal: "The women of the clan belong to the king?, do you feel that this is like an animal, a little uncivilized and a little backward?"

Jax fell silent, the atmosphere awkward. Ezreal regretted a little for "which pot is not opened", and did not speak for the time being, waiting for the thinking weapon master to speak first. The question just now is a bit excessive, and if Jax scolds a few words, he will admit it.

Jax: "Kind of. I have lived in Noxus for many years and have an understanding of your human view of love. But you humans also have a kingdom like trolls. ”

Ezreal was surprised, "Yes, Noxus, Demacia, Ionia, Picheng, Zaun, it doesn't seem to be what you say, right?"

Jax: "Young man, in order to hone my martial arts, my feet have traveled to many places in Valoran, but you just heard about it. At the southernmost end of the border between Demacia and Noxus, the Sun-worshipping Rakol clan called Iron Flame has the same laws as trolls, the patriarch has priority over all the women of the clan; a good warrior is interested in a certain woman, even if she has a husband, she can write an application to the patriarch; under this system, there is no **** crime, everything is mainly aimed at breeding powerful warriors. ”

Ezreal was stunned, there is such a place for mankind? It sounds too similar to Sparta, a city-state in ancient Greece.

"What are you talking about?"

Caterina came over to say hello.

The two big men suddenly stopped the topic so as not to be embarrassed.

Ezreal diverted the subject: "Discuss what to do with the Scarlet Elite in the future." ”

Caterina had just finished her morning workout, sweating profusely, and the sweat was lining her abdominal muscles along the line of her vest, shining with the beauty of her strong strength, which seemed that the young lady who was in charge of the Duke Kao family was full of vitality. In fact, the undead warrior Sain had severely damaged Katarina's magic circuit, which is why she was sweating profusely from this amount of training. But Caterina was as tenacious as ever, and insisted on getting up every morning to practice, showing that she was not injured at all, in order to stabilize the morale of the army.

This is just hiding from ordinary people, and the master can see at a glance that Katarina's injuries have not healed.

Jax: "Miss, pay attention to your body, your injuries..."

Caterina made a silent gesture: "Shhhh

Jax scratched his head, scolded himself for forgetting again, confessed, and left.

Caterina whispered to Ezreal, "Help me back to the tent..."

Ezreal helped a snuggled Caterina back to her tent to rest and heal her wounds with plant magic.

After probing Katerina's internal condition, Ezreal breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The magic circuit is all right, it seems that it hasn't been used, and you completed the training without using a little magic?"

Caterina looked proud: "I used it, I used it last night, little by little." Ionia's balanced cultivation method is very good, not blindly pursuing the power of magic, not pursuing a sudden explosion of high physical load, but gradually and permanently strengthening. ”

Ezreal: "I see. ”

Katerina: "I've been following in my father's footsteps, and you. My father said, "You are not only physical, but also the clothes you wear have been permanently strengthened, and I know how big a gap I am with you." ”

Ezreal: "I'm sorry. A lot of things get busy, and I always forget to share some of my warrior experiences, and I think the same is true of the generals, who are so busy that they forget to guide you along the way. ”

Caterina had already taken off her coat while healing, and she took off her chest ornament again, completely shirtless. The lower half of the body is stripped of pants, and only a small bottom pocket remains.

This is the case for the past few days, with Azreal wiping her body and relaxing her muscles every morning after her morning workout. Caterina is heroic and upright, and after high-intensity training, it is a high concentration of fragrant sweat. Science has shown that the long-term love between husband and wife is because they are familiar with each other's sweat. Even if the other half suddenly gets out of bed and leaves in the middle of the night, you can feel it sensitively.

Ezreal was already extremely familiar with Katarina's body, with the texture of some parts of her body and the hidden red moles, but despite this, Ezreal was stirred up every time she was busy for most of the day. That's why I find the Angel Sisters or Zyra every night to put out the fire. As for Lux, at Kyle's insistence, Lux recuperated in a tent alone. Kyle also warns, "Lux is her (Kyle's) woman..."

From time to time, the tent could hear the comfortable humming of Caterina as she relaxed, which evoked reverie. Ezreal held on to the torment until the end. Caterina got up and removed the last of her bottom pockets. The skin of the two hills, the more you lean towards the path between the flowers, the whiter it becomes, as white as milk, and a fascinating smell wafts out from it. It contrasts with the wheat color on the outside. Without long and hard training, Caterina would have been as white as her sister.

The two of them hadn't broken through that last step yet. As soon as the sound of entering the water was heard, Caterina was already in the tub, and she casually threw a towel to Ezreal and said, "Rub my back for me." ”

Ezreal cleaned meticulously, as usual. When the game reached over her shoulder, Caterina reached out and grabbed it.

"Your hands are still tenderer than mine, and my hands are still so rough. "I use milk for care, and the effect is not obvious. ”

The calluses accumulated by long-term and extensive training cannot be removed in a while.

Caterina's tone was a little resentful, "Compared to Sister Angel, and to Plant Girl, am I so unattractive to you, Ezreal? ”

Ezreal paused for a moment before saying, "No, no, no, I don't know, I like you very much, but I don't know what you think, so-"

Katerina: "I've been taking off my bottoms ~ pants for several days, how do you know?!" In a loud tone, she turned around and tugged at Ezreal's sleeve.

Ezreal: "If you tear my clothes now, I'll know everything." ”

Ezreal's clothes were torn and the sound of churning water, the deep breathing of men and women rising and falling in the tent. Ezreal was in the melody of the wilderness's collision.

When I was a boy, I thought it would be better for my girlfriend to have shorter legs, so that it would be easier to pose in the future. As I grew up as a man, I became proficient in posture, and found the benefits of long legs - the swing range was unrestrained and cool, and later, I felt that women with vest line abdominal muscles would be more powerful. It can be said that the man who has a preference for long legs is an old driver.

After a long time, the clouds and rain, ah, no, the storm stopped, and there was a beep of hunger in the stomach.

Ezreal hugged Caterina and said, "You tore my clothes, how am I going to get out of the tent and find food?"

Katerina: "You're not allowed to go anywhere today, you have to stay with me for the rest of the day, stay in bed." ”

Ezreal replied, "Okay. ”

With her arms empty, Caterina got up, leaving behind a slender and toned back. Her little steps were slightly hindered, and she took out a food box from the cupboard and opened it for some pastries, and took out another bottle, which was filled with the smell of wine.

Caterina leaned over and said, "I've been ready to eat and drink." She snapped her fingers, and small flames came out of her fingertips, lighting the prepared candle. The candlelight illuminates her body, causing her skin to reflect a radiant glow, which is appetizing and delicious along with food and wine.

Ezreal was intrigued, sat down, and after an admiring "wow", couldn't help but ask, "Who taught you?"

It's hard to imagine that Caterina, who has never understood romance, would toss such a beautiful day.

Caterina took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Can't you ask again tomorrow!" she frantically ripped off her red hair and exclaimed, "I've been preparing for this moment for days, simulating every step and smiling. It's just that after you relax me in the past few days, I took some time to practice. ”

It's no wonder that Ezreal stays outside every time she relaxes, and Caterina always takes a long time to change her clothes. It's strange how she has been wearing that 10,000-year-old outfit for so long.

Ezreal reluctantly apologized, explaining, "I'm just curious... Because I'm worried about you, I'm afraid to get rid of some people with bad hearts and teach you some unhealthy things. You have made me the goal of our efforts, and I have made you the goal of our efforts. Learn from your Yan Jin's military style, learn from your continuous efforts and never give up fighting spirit. You have always been the embodiment of perfect character in my heart, and that is what I lack. ”

After listening to the explanation, Caterina was no longer angry, and it was a pity that the atmosphere was ruined by Ezreal. Ezreal is also annoyed, he has always had enough emotional intelligence, why is his brain short-circuited today...

Katarina: "It's a good friend of mine who was a woman, who was taught to me by Xavier. In the past, the Durkkao family had financial difficulties, so I borrowed a sum of money from her for daily expenses, and asked for advice when I repaid the money after receiving the compensation. I bought her a bottle of wine by the way, you know, I rarely drink alcohol. ”

It turned out to be a girlfriend.

Ezreal was about to mend the atmosphere, and used his expectant gaze: "And you, what are you going to do next?"

Caterina smiled slightly, and Ezreal was slightly dazed, because it was rare to see such a sweet smile from the eldest lady. The eldest lady got up and poured herself a glass of wine, poured it into her mouth, did not swallow, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with a bright grape color. Coming over and throwing herself into her arms, she clumsily crossed the wine with her mouth. However, it was still too difficult for her, and the wine was spilled in the arms of the two of them.

Katarina: "Oops, I messed up!"

"It's okay, let me do it!"

Ezreal sniffed the wine, buried her head in Caterina's arms, and took it as much as she could.

Caterina's set of beauties' feasts, with Ezreal's assistance, was barely completed.

Katerina: "I'll always remember this day." She picked up a wrapper of medicine, "Because today I will be pregnant to inherit the blood of the Duke Kao family." ”

Ezreal fixed his eyes on it, it was a drug that promotes a woman's ~ ovulation, and couldn't help but be startled, and asked, "When did you eat it?"

Katerina: "Eat before the morning workout and adjust your body to the best condition, and the baby will be strong and a great warrior in the future." What, what's the problem?"

Ezreal panicked for a while, and he was not mentally prepared, so he had to admit it and said, "No problem. I'm worried that drinking alcohol will have an effect, eat early, and then it'll be fine. ”

For a moment, I didn't notice Katarina's thoughts. This is the style of the eldest lady, and the reproduction must be for the sake of the child. In the eyes of the eldest lady, what romance and what kind of joy of fish and water are all incidental and not in the main consideration.

Caterina thinks far ahead.

Although there are many women around Ezreal, most of them are magical creatures, and magical creatures and humans will not have offspring. Only one Lux, pay attention. Lux is a rebel spy for Demacia, a native of Demacia. And the Scarlet Elite is dominated by Noxians, even if Lux has a child in the future, the child is also half Demacian, so the Scarlet Elite will not accept the leadership of the Demacians.

Scanning Caterina's thoughts, Ezreal couldn't help but sigh that women think about the future for a long time, unlike men who are attracted to the front at once, how can they think so far on impulse.

Children are children, and the way of marriage is a good way to master the elite of blood as soon as possible.

With the mental preparation of being a father, something called ambition suddenly sprouted in my heart. Ezreal, who had been thinking about the Valoran pattern, found a remote path forward, and if he followed this path, the blood elite would grow to an unimaginably powerful force.

Freljord!

What would happen if the Scarlet Elite took refuge in Zu'an in the north, once the general trend of Valoran's world changed, and they suddenly turned westward to conquer Freljord and take it as a place of foundation?

I have always thought that this Valoran continent, under the attack of the two camps of Demacia and Noxus, has no room for other forces to rise. As a result, Ezreal discovers that there is one more place where Freljord has the potential to become this remaining space.

"If I can unite Freljord and build a strong nation—"

With the foundation of Freljord as the backing, it is possible to establish a war college to maintain the order of the Valoran continent. After all, the War College is like "We are all earthlings, let's choose the head of the global village." "But there are so many countries, so many forces, just choose what you say? Without the strongest country behind it, the War College can't be built at all. After all, the magicians of Valoran belong to all forces, and there is no place to take refuge, and breaking away from the forces is tantamount to looking for death.

Thinking about this, Ezreal suddenly felt a great sense of mission—could it be that I established the War College in the future?

Ezreal: That's right, because in the story, someone as handsome as me must be the main character.

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