The news of Wilhelm II's death spread far and wide, and soon spread throughout the countries and city-states of Valoran, and most people thought that Wilhelm II would plunge the Noxian regime into chaos for a while, but it turned out that they were wrong, and only two hours after the death of the old king, the prince William III, with the help of the general Du-Kekao and a group of royalists, took over the military power of Noxus and successfully secured the position of the new king of Noxus. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dragonborn calendar, the twenty-third year of William II, that is, the first year of William III, Noxus Palace.

The gray clouds, which unexpectedly obscured the seven-colored rainbow nine days away, trembled and rained.

Inky clouds squeezed the sky, obscuring the scarlet eyes just now, as if they were about to fall, so depressed that the whole world seemed to be silent.

Wilhelm II put on a golden gown with the help of Gong'e, and waited quietly with his hands on his knees, but his fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his thighs. The entire palace was quiet, only the occasional rolling beads on the crown would swing with his breath to make a crisp collision sound, his breathing was very rough, very urgent, tears occupied all his eyes, looking at this familiar but unfamiliar palace inch by inch, and the little bits and pieces of his childhood with his father and emperor crossed his heart from time to time. From today onwards, the royal palace, the subordination of the country, is completely his.

The loud sound of bells and drums broke the rare moment of peace in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and also awakened Wilhelm II's thoughts, he heard the sound of small footsteps outside the hall, followed by the eunuch's soft announcement, "Your Highness, the hour has come!" "Got it!" He answered, took a breath and got up, his clear black eyes seemed to be mixed with a hint of gloom in addition to firmness and longing. Wilhelm II looked at the empty bed in the Heart Cultivation Hall with complicated eyes, opened the door, and walked out of the palace. "Father, don't blame me, I'm already ...... Can't wait. ”

The grand and grand enthronement ceremony kicked off, and the ground paved with fine white jade shone with a warm light. In the distance, there seemed to be a curling mist shrouding the unreal palace, and the phoenix was carved from the eaves of sandalwood. Spreading its wings, the floating windows carved from the blue tiles are piled up with jade wall panels, a huge square at the end of a straight road, with the jade steps slowly sinking, a straight pillar on the huge altar in the center is carved with lifelike dragon patterns, and the phoenix on the palace is far away.

Outside the altar, hundreds of civil and military officials in court clothes had been waiting for a long time, and in their anticipation, William III's golden guard of honor finally stopped at the altar. As William III got off the sedan chair and walked slowly onto the altar, the eyes of the officials all fell on the new king who had been favored since birth, in the eyes of the officials, the new king's golden gown, the nine five-clawed golden dragons embroidered on the dragon robe looked noble and majestic, his steps were even, every step was firm and calm, and the eyes and attention of hundreds of people seemed to have no influence on him, as Wilhelm II began to pray on the altar to worship the heavens, communicate with heaven and earth, the officials' restless hearts gradually settled downThe steady performance of the new king made them confident about the beginning of the future, but Du-Kekao stared at William III on the altar without a single smile......

In the twenty-third year of the reign of Wilhelm II, the first king died two days and nights.

"Dog minion, General Ben asks you, His Majesty the First King is in good health, how could he suddenly feel a vicious illness and die?!"

"Big ....... General, villain...... The villain doesn't know...."

With a flash of coldness, a scarlet scimitar pressed against his throat. "You are Your Majesty's personal eunuch, how can you not know? You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, General Ben will make you blood splattered on the spot! ”

"The general spares his life, the general spares his life." The eunuch knelt down and kowtowed: "General, Your Majesty...... His Majesty was furious and died in anger after learning that Mogro Pass had been lost. ”

"Fart, I only found out about this on the same day, how did His Majesty know about it?"

"Yes...... It was His Royal Highness the Prince who told His Majesty the ......"

The general was silent and put the knife into the sheath, "Today's incident is rotten in the stomach, if a third person knows, this general will kill you." ”

After worshiping the heavens and worshipping the ancestors, William III slowly walked down the high platform, wearing a golden dragon robe, the silky brocade could not cover the innate heroism of the royal family, a few bamboos embroidered on the cuffs and robes, the golden silk jade crown tied up the ink-colored hair, the cold gaze was cold, the sword eyebrows were lightly raised, the thin lips were slightly pursed, the good-looking side face was angular and angular, and the long body was jade.

Standing next to him was a small eunuch with a delicate face and smiling eyebrows, his thin body was dressed in meticulous eunuch clothes, his waist was naturally slightly bent, and the fingers overlapping in front of him were slightly orchid fingers, and he took out a golden holy decree from the brocade box on the desk, and read it softly: "Fengtian carrier, the first king said." The emperor's eldest son, William III, has a noble character, and he will be able to overcome the unification and succeed me to the throne, that is, the emperor. Announce to the world, and make the salty envoy known. ”

On the east side of the altar, Du-Kekao led a group of civil and military ministers to bow down to the ground: "Long live my king, long live, long live." ”

Wilhelm II chuckled, his bright eyes were as deep as a valley, his thin lips were lightly opened, and his slender hand as jade waved: "Qing and other flat bodies, I am a chong age, I inherit the Hongye, I look up to my father's kindness, and I teach diligently, and I know all the details." After the pro-government, he was excited and repaid his father's kindness. Hundreds of officials, civil and military are virtuous, ministers of the humerus, praise and reuse, the old is bright, and the more Mao is new. I hereby promulgate the First Edict of the Son of Heaven, in charge of the preparation of the army by the great general Du-Kekao, and in a month, raise troops at Mogro Pass to recapture the Noxian First Male Pass! ”

"Your Majesty Shengming ......"

Outside the window, it's night. The inky void is dotted with no stars, and it is boundless loneliness.

This is a luxurious private villa that at first glance you know is the residence of a wealthy family. The high fence, coiled with bewitching roses and thorns, and the expensive sofa seats in the courtyard, the sun slanting down, and the dappled light and shadow reflect the luxury of the courtyard. When you open the door decorated with hollow reliefs, you will be greeted by a more luxurious lobby. The splendid design and glittering decoration further accentuate the value of the owner of this villa.

This is the home of Dremucci, a family located on the outskirts of the Noxian capital, the Drea family, one of the noxans of nobility, a formidable family. The current patriarch of the Delai family is the lieutenant general of the army of Noxus and the commander of the garrison of Mogro Pass who has been killed in battle. It is rumored that the predecessor of the Delai family was the largest local gangster, and long before the founding of Noxus, the first patriarch of the Delai family, that is, Deremuche's grandfather, Dereethoven, was a local figure who was in charge of all the local underground casinos, money banks, brothels and all entertainment-related businesses. Of course, this is just a rumor, and it is still unknown whether it is true or false.

Climb up the ornate white staircase and look down on the entire hall from a high vantage point, and you will feel as if you are in the middle of a royal palace. The second floor of the villa was cleaned and tidy, and in the hallway leading to the living room, a man in his early twenties sat under a neon wall lamp with an oval lampshade, his hair combed back like black jade, revealing a faint luster under the reflection of the light, and the high raised Adam's apple at the neck added a bit of masculinity. The man leaned silently against the river, and the dim light could not see his expression clearly, only that it was a burly man. Men are like rocks and seem to be able to sit until the end of the world.

Suddenly, the bedroom door by the aisle creaked open, and the bright and dazzling light was refracted out, and the man seemed to be alarmed, and he moved his rickety body from the floor with difficulty, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: It's windy again.

"Brother ......" came out of the bedroom a young man with a figure and appearance that was extremely similar to the man, the young man also had black and shiny vertical hair, his hair was very thick, and it was as thick and hard as a horse's mane from the root of the bangs, with a straight outline, a slanting sword eyebrows, and two thick lips, and he knew that he was a capable person at a glance. It's just that the slender black eyes that contain sharp edges are slightly red and swollen at the moment, and there are two tear stains on the left and right.

"Brother, don't be sad. Father and mother don't want to see us like this......" The boy bent down and hugged the man's arm tightly, and a series of tears flowed silently from his sad face, and the boy did not cry at all, but let the tears continue to flow down.

The man didn't pay attention, he still sat in front of the corner of the wall in a daze, holding his curled legs with both hands, sadness and longing solidified between his eyebrows, his eyes that flashed on weekdays were clouded, the tip of his nose was sour, and a stream of tears came out of his eyes, flowing to the corners of his mouth and burrowing into his mouth, salty, he pursed his mouth, he couldn't control himself anymore, let the tears rush wildly, he covered his face and cried: "Father! Mother! ..... Woo woo ”

"Brother...... Woooooooo ”

The night was getting thicker and thicker, the chill by the window was even stronger, and the two stubborn figures stopped crying, stood in front of the window, and hugged each other tightly.

"Brother, let's go to Mogro Pass to avenge our father and mother!"

"Yes, brother."

In the dark night, the two pairs of deep glasses revealed deep sadness. The two angular faces gradually became distracted, cold and stiff.