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Runeterrae once fell into chaos due to the abuse of energy, people are accustomed to using war to settle all disputes, the tools of war are always magic and runes, but when the geological disasters caused by the abuse of magic swept in, people finally realized that this continent has become very fragile and can no longer withstand rune wars.

And earthquakes, tsunamis, storms, all of these things are far more terrifying to people than war.

In response to the world's worsening political and economic crisis, Valoran's divisions have agreed that all conflicts must be dealt with in a controlled and systematic manner.

They formed an organization called League of Legends to oversee Valoran's political strife and keep it in order. League of Legends at the War College is empowered by Valoran's political entities to manage and deal with the consequences of all political disputes.

Therefore, although the War College is called an academy, its influence on the Valoran continent cannot be underestimated by any force.

Nestled between the city-states of Demacia and Noxus, it maintains absolute neutrality, with the most authoritative military training institutions and a well-kept knowledge of magic. For years, the War College has worked to reconcile the situation between Demacia and Noxus, two city-states that are at odds with each other.

Unlike the traditional sense of magic and runic power, the magic pattern master is an alien existence, they do not have any attributes themselves, but they can fuse and transform the attributes of the original energy and compress them, embodying them, the magic pattern can be attached to the weapon like a rune but it is more aggressive than the amplification, of course, it can also be directly turned into a means of attack - endless magic traps.

Therefore, the Demon Pattern Master does not have the qualifications to become a hero or a summoner, and they have become the target of the major city-states with a special existence.

The recipient of the invitation in Lydia's hand was not her, but her father. As the only remaining grandmaster-level magic pattern master at that time, he was invited to the War College to preside over the compilation of the Valoran Demon Pattern Encyclopedia.

However, the accident before her father happily went there forced the invitation to sleep in a drawer.

As a good friend of his father, Ruiz also wrote several times to Beth about this incident, hoping that she could fulfill his father's wish. But at that time, his life was eroded and mottled, and he was no longer capable of completing it.

Coupled with Ezreal's accident later, this wish finally turned into a regret.

She's healthy now, Lydia thought, and at least make up for it.

Hearing that Beth wanted to go to the War College, Amumu subconsciously objected. In the past, Amumu knew very well that Beth's body couldn't withstand the toss of long-distance travel, and in addition, her legs couldn't walk, which was even more inconvenient.

"Beth, don't you like going out?" Amumu subconsciously looked at Lydia's feet, he was so happy to see Beth yesterday, and now that he thinks about it, Beth's feet seem, okay?

"Now I'm healthy~" Lydia said in a brisk tone.

Although Amumu didn't know why, he was very happy for Beth that Beth's feet were getting better, "That's really good!" ”

"What is Beth going to the War College for?" Walking out of the Four Seasons Garden, Amumu was in a good mood, this was the first time he had gone out with Beth "Who! ”

Amumu flew out a bandage and pointed straight at the arbor bushes in the green belt on the side, and then the whole person rushed over.

"Mumu!"

"Whew! Help~"

Watching Amumu drag out a baby-faced beautiful brown-haired young man from the bushes with a bandage, Lydia was startled, who is this!

"I'm not a bad person, I'm really not a bad person!" The brown-haired young man panicked and tried to break Amumu's bandage, while explaining in a hurry, for fear that Lydia would misunderstand.

After some explanation, Lydia learned that this man's name was Tris, a young diplomat from Piltover, who lived nearby. According to himself, Ezreal has been a good friend since he was a child, and yesterday he saw himself enter Ezreal's house, and he was worried that he would be in danger, so he waited outside, but he fell asleep after waiting too long. The guards in charge of the guard post were also called to testify.

Lydia didn't remember this person, and the person she had seen when she was Beth could count on two hands, and it made sense that this person hadn't seen herself. But she thought that this young man named Triss was strange, but he was also well-intentioned, so she smiled at him and thanked him.

Tris saw Lydia smile and silently gave herself a thumbs up, I'm so witty!

The fact is that he finally saw the goddess in his heart yesterday, so he waited at the gate of the Four Seasons Garden, trying to see Beth, but he fell asleep after waiting too long. Beth didn't know him, but Tris had seen Beth a long time ago.

"Is Miss Beth going to the War College? Go to Ezreal? Triss spoke casually, but his eyes kept on Lydia.

Amumu looked at this young man who called himself Tris, he always felt that this Tris was strange to Beth, but he didn't feel dangerous. Was it his delusion, the way this man looked at Beth was similar to Ezreal......

Lydia shook her head and didn't speak.

"It just so happens that I have something to do to go to the War College, so why don't we go together?" Tris spoke enthusiastically.

"Huh?" Lydia twitched the corners of her mouth, could this guy be a little too familiar......

In the following time, Lydia deeply understood the meaning of the word "kraft candy", which was sticky and sticky, but very sweet, which made people unable to shake off and not kick it off.

In the end, Lydia and Amumu go to the War College with Tris.

Tris was Piltover's youngest diplomat, though Lydia felt he was better suited to be a tour guide. However, Lydia still enjoyed spending time with him, and Tris's witty and humorous words always made her not feel bored at all.

And Tris is involved in a wide range of things, and it is definitely not uninteresting to talk to him.

Amumu looked at Tris, who was chatting happily with Beth, and began to complain in his heart about Ezreal, you are not there at a critical time, if Beth is deceived by this flamboyant villain, see what you do!

At this time, Ezreal, who was far away at the War College, sneezed and couldn't help frowning. Who is talking about him behind his back, I don't know if he has something to do.

Kieran, who stayed by Ezreal's side and looked at the research materials, was extremely depressed, you said that you are an explorer, and you are dragging him all day long to study what time and space problems, isn't this death? A question is more esoteric than a question, damn, teenager, aren't you really here to tear down the stage and grab a job?!

After a two-day journey, Lydia arrived in the small neutral city-state where the War College was located.

There are many people coming and going in the city-state, all occupations, and many tourists from all over the world. Tris constantly introduced Lydia to the city-state.

Lydia had a very special feeling since she walked in, and Tris's voice faded from her ears, and the feeling became clearer and clearer, like some kind of summoning from the underworld, very kind. Let her unconsciously follow this feeling and go over there.

"Beth?"

Tris looked at Lydia who turned to the other side, and just wanted to chase it, but Amumu had already stopped him with an unhappy face, Jiao! I've been putting up with you for a long time! "Mr. Triss go about his own business."

It is not a suggestion, but an affirmative sentence. Tris looked at Amumu, who was only calf tall and didn't dare to have any contempt, and he also heard the unkindness in Amumu's words.

His angels......... Woowoo...... Triss was miserable and miserable, but he really had something to do here, so he had to turn around and go to the other side unwillingly.

Amumu was sure that the kraft candy would not follow, so he turned to chase Lydia. Lead the way or something, it's enough to have him!

Handing the invitation to the people of the War College, Lydia stood in front of the Academy's Obsidian Crystal Hub, looking at the beautiful dark purple and cyan patterns that had been emanating from the magical characters, and gently reached out to attach it.

A resonance from the blood awakened the light that had been sleeping in it, kind and soft. The special of the magic pattern master comes from the inheritance of the bloodline, the higher the magic pattern is the higher the requirements for the bloodline, in other words, the more powerful the magic pattern, which must be fused with the blood spirit of the maker.

Lydia remembers that her father had proudly told her that he had had the honor of being crowned at the War College.

In other words, it's the magic pattern that sleeps here—

"Daddy." It's you, right?

As if in response to Lydia's mood, a layer of hazy light floated on the surface of the entire crystal hub, and faint golden texts outlined mysterious lines.

"The magic patterns here are all laid by your father's own hands."

"Mr. Reze."

The vision of the War College alarmed many people, and Ryze left early with Lydia and Amumu.

That is, at the moment when the light was pulled, Ezreal, who was in the Majori Secret Art Center, felt a palpitation in his heart, and subconsciously walked to the window to look out, but there were more and more people gathered below, and his feeling became weaker and weaker.

"What's wrong with you?" Kieran looked at Ezreal, who suddenly ran to the window, "By the way, can we take a break?" ”

"It's fine." Although he also suspected that it was his own delusion, Ezreal still planned to confirm it with a slight fluke.

It's finally time to rest!! Kiran burst into tears and fell asleep.

In the past month, Ezreal didn't know what was crazy, and kept pulling him to study some time and space, forgiving him for not sleeping well for a month. It's a pity that he is a lot older, and he still has to accompany the young people to make a mess! It's terrible!

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"What are you looking at?" Ruiz looked at Beth, who had suddenly stopped, and turned around, just in time to miss the blonde youth rushing down the stairs from one side.

"It's nothing, let's go." Lydia shook her head.

Sometimes, she also wants to put up a missing poster, looking for something she lost.

However, those things will probably never be recovered.