Reginard stumbled into a ruined temple, cursing the damn shower in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was still sunny just now, but suddenly the sky changed.

He didn't know the land, or if the weather in Ionia was like that, as different as its strange natives.

Maybe he's been in the ivory tower for too long, and he's so lonely—

At the headquarters of the War College in the heart of the continent, the powerful magical magnetic field formed by the magic crystal of the cornerstone of the building gave birth to a lifeless downdraft all year round.

The sky was always there, and his office was there.

If it's only sunny days, it's really boring.

It's just that this rain came too uncoincidentally, but now time is urgent.

The heavy rain made him unable to do anything, so he could only hide under the eaves of the ruined temple and slowly wait for the rain to clear.

It can only make him anxious.

The guilt in his heart urged him to not stop for a moment.

He must hurry to Ionia City, although the distance between Starfall Village and Ionia City is not too far, it is only a two-day journey, but it should still be too late, and persuade the city lord Karma to set up a defensive line to minimize the losses of the war.

After stepping on this land, he gradually felt that once a person was in a high position and only had the interests of the mainland and the world in mind, it would be too cruel to decide and choose.

As he had reached a resolution with the War College Council before he set out—

Hiding the secrets of the impending war, Ionia was caught off guard and retreated under the attack of Noxus, and then the Academy and the Kingdom of Demacia came to their aid.

The War College needs to build a new world system.

End the strife with an organization known as League of Legends and bring all the battles to the arena of the Land of Justice.

And to do so, we need the support of all countries. The biggest problem lies with Noxus and Ionia.

Noxus believed in force, especially since the military spirit Du Kecao came to power, and his ambitions for expansion grew. Ionia, on the other hand, has always been peaceful, indisputable from the world, isolated by a natural sea, and even more indifferent to the affairs of the Valoran continent.

And once the war between these two countries starts, the one that benefits the most is naturally the War College.

Ionia, who was threatened and sought an alliance, and Noxus, whose strength was weakened and needed to recuperate, were forced to embrace the new system established by the War College.

Isn't it meaningful to make any sacrifices for the establishment of a new order that will bring lasting peace to the world?

It was in the Obsidian Chamber of the War College that Reginald had decided.

At that time, it seemed that it was just a simple calculation and trade-off. But now, really standing on this land, there are human lives in front of them.

Do you want to blame yourself at that time?

If a person lives in a high place for a long time, he will inevitably regard people as ants and human life as dust.

Alas......

Forget it, if it comes, it will be safe.

He kept telling himself that since it was irreparable, all he was doing now was trying to save as many people as possible.

Besides, he was traveling day and night, and his magic and physical strength were greatly consumed, and now that it was getting late, it was time to take a break and replenish his strength.

Reginad chanted a spell, and the staff lit up the illuminated white light, reaching into the ruined temple.

The ruined temple had apparently been abandoned for a long time, and the candlesticks, seats, and idols were covered with dusty cobwebs. There was also a white candle left in the candlestick.

Reginad put away his wand for illumination, removed the menorah, brushed away the cobwebs, and magically ignited the candle, replacing the wand's eerie fluorescent glow with a warm glow.

There were many holes in the roof, and Reginald carefully rounded the leaky holes so as not to wet his robes—if the fox had seen it, he would have laughed at him again, right? Reginard thought to himself.

In front of the statue was a tattered futon, which looked barely functional, and Reginald flicked his fingers to remove the long-deposited dust, set the candlestick aside, and sat down to meditate.

The spiritual power spread to his limbs, and he gently stopped for a moment on the mass of magical energy that had accumulated in his chest.

That mass of magic didn't belong to him.

The light blue magical aura lingered in the void spiritual space, condensing into a small imprint, shining lightly, which was particularly abrupt in the spiritual world of meditation.

The tracking mark left by the nine-tailed demon fox.

In fact, for the magical realm that Reginad has reached, erasing a mark of this level only requires a light finger.

But why hasn't it been erased? On such a rainy night, will you faintly expect that the little guy will come over and continue to play tricks on yourself? Obviously, that night, he made up his mind to get rid of her.

Maybe I really fell for that guy's charm and magic, no wonder the mentor said that the most terrible magic in the world is illusion.

Reason told him that he couldn't think about it anymore, and he really didn't continue to think about it, and all his chaotic thoughts were like snakes returning to a hole—

Because of that nice smell, it appeared again.

Mixed with the fresh air stirred up by the rain.

The candle flame beside him flickered and went out, and a white smoke broke into the air.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Looks like that guy is going to do some interesting tricks again.

Reginard smiled in his heart, still pretending to meditate on the surface, indifferent, but in fact, he had already begun to secretly observe the wind and grass in every corner of this darkness.

He closed his eyes, thinking about how he was going to tease her for a moment.

It's just that to his surprise, Ahri doesn't seem to have any plans, or is not in a hurry to come.

Reginard sensed her walking into the ruined temple—it wasn't easy on a dark and rainy night that didn't flicker, and it was entirely through her exposed aura that he found the presence standing in the corner of the room a little darker than the surroundings.

In the deep night, it was so blurry, and the silhouette was blurred with raw edges.

She seemed to hesitate to approach him.

Why?

It was the first time she had behaved so unusually.

The good smell also seemed to freeze with the owner.

Reginald was a little uneasy in his heart, as determined as he was, and finally couldn't hold it back, he coughed and cleared his throat:

"Who? Who's there? ”

Ahri in the corner was startled.

She hid there, not daring to move, even breathing, fearing that the sound of her snorting would be noticed by Reginald.

She had never been so desperate, and now she was in a dilemma, she felt trapped here, and beyond the wall, the torrential rain crackled and fell.

He was right in front of her, and she could even smell his breath clearly, but the more she did, the more afraid she was to face him.

In the past, she only thought this guy was annoying, and she was happy to make him unhappy.

But now...... After knowing her love for him, Ahri became more and more unsure of how to face this man......

She wanted to escape, but it was like an isolated island cut off by heavy rain.

She hated the rain, and she hated getting the hair on her ears and tail wet - though the dry, smooth hairs were wet now.

But it still seemed to be a wall behind her, and besides, if she didn't say anything, she would never have a chance again.

When he reached Ionia, she could no longer pester him, a city that had long been hostile to her for her previous wanton attacks on travelers and sucking spirits in the forest—

If she could, she wished she hadn't done anything. Even if you are thirsty all the time, it is good to suppress yourself, even if the magic never increases.

What is that compared to that?

But those who are willing to exchange everything for things often never get it.

"Who's where?" Reginard asked again in that nice voice.

Ahri squatted on the ground, covering her mouth, almost wanting to cry, her nine tails tightly wrapped around her thin body.

She was so scared to see him, at least not yet......

She felt that she was really embarrassed now, and those beautiful fox furs had shrunk wet and wrinkled, and she had lost that fluffy beauty.

She obviously combed carefully every day, but when it was time to see him, she encountered such a heavy rain, which ruined everything she had carefully prepared......

Maybe...... Maybe even if she groomed her neat and beautiful white tail, he wouldn't accept her as an alien.

"A lion won't fall in love with an antelope, and I won't fall in love with a dessert on my plate."

"Don't be stupid, who would accept the love of a fox?"

Those annoying words came flooding back to my mind.

In my nose, I have begun to blur the sour taste.

Reginad stood up, and she heard his footsteps approaching her, the mage's soft shoes making a heavy noise on the floor as if they were stepping on her heart.

"Don't come here, don't see me like this...... Woo-woo...... "She tightened her body, and behind her was a crooked table, and she almost became one with it.

"Come out. Assassins of Noxus! ”

Reginard said suddenly.

Ahri felt the atmosphere in the room suddenly change, and she began to get anxious, as if the air around her had become sharp and piercing.

How could I be an assassin...... Dead weak chicken, you're a fool!

Ahri was angry and anxious.

At this time, the outline of a staff on his head had already crossed the table that served as a cover and poked his head out.