"Joker?" Reginad rubbed his temples as he listened to Akali and Irelia's report. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The table in front of him was a mess, and Irelia glanced at the papers, which were densely packed with formulas. On the other side is a report on the city's material reserves.

It looks like he's calculating rations of supplies.

Just looking at the data, and the terrible amount of calculations, made her feel a chill in her heart - what a torturous job this was?

It's monotonous and boring, but it can't make the slightest mistake.

"Well, that's right, it's a guy dressed as a clown, and it looks no different from a circus clown, except that his short sword is cut and quenched with poison."

"Hmm...... Anything else? ”

He ...... Shadowy. Akali took a deep breath as she recalled this. I don't know what kind of magic he used, it's hard to tell if it's real or fake...... And...... During the battle, there was a time when I lost contact with Irelia. ”

"Lost contact?"

"Well, completely gone."

"That's right, I couldn't find where she was for a while." Irelia should have spoken to her as well.

Reginard frowned: "What kind of ...... is this Magic? ”

Akali shook her head in frustration, "I haven't been able to see through his spells. ”

"However, thanks to Miss Ben's cleverness and wit, I still helped you get this herb." Irelia patted her chest with a grin, pulling the herbs out of her fanny pack.

"It seems that Noxus should already know the secret passage of the forest."

"What are you talking about?" Irelia looked at the muttering magician.

"My purpose wasn't for this herb in the first place, I just wanted you to help you explore it. But...... Now it seems that it is a little tricky. ”

Akali looked at Reginald's contemplative expression, it turned out that this was not a simple collection mission at all, but a dangerous reconnaissance.

No wonder she was sent.

How could it be...... It seems a bit ...... Admire this guy who is a magician? Akali blamed herself. This kind of weak guy should have been killed as soon as he raised his hand!

"Hey...... Weak chicken, you actually fool me? I risked my life to bring this herb back! Irelia glared at him disapprovingly.

"Something is better than nothing." Reginard smiled awkwardly and said, "It's going to come in handy, I promise!" ”

"Hmph." Irelia snorted and turned her head away.

"This. Give it to Karma and ask her to find the quartermaster to carry out the distribution plan. According to this, we should be able to eat and drink for half a year—" He handed Akali the papers, then leaned back and reclined into the soft back of his chair, "Well, I mean, if we can hold on for that long. ”

He stood up, lying in his chair just now, and the momentary comfort on his face disappeared.

He patted Irelia on the shoulder, "Go, my little guard. ”

"Huh?"

"Give me a hand. Hopefully, Soraka's side is ready. Reginad looked at the sunlight slanting into the room, "Let's go, the rest will definitely be a lot of work." Let's hope it gets done. ”

His fingers tapped lightly on her shoulder, and with that confident smile on his face, he stepped out of the room on his long legs.

Irelia followed, not knowing what the hell this guy was going to do, and wanted to call this guy and ask him to pay attention to his body, but he felt disgusted by this kind of care, let alone say it out of his mouth.

So in the end, forget it.

The two walked through the corridor, and Irelia followed him into a narrow door, and her mind, which had been a little sleepy from a day of dangerous tasks, suddenly opened up with her vision.

They stepped into a very large room, a sight Irelia would probably only see once in her life, and in the center of the hall was a large iron pot, almost the size of a water tank, and the mouth of the pot was higher than a human being, so a high platform with a wooden ladder was erected beside it.

The shoddy appearance is made in a hurry at first glance.

Ionia will never give up on art.

Soraka paced beside him, some servants rushing back and forth, and psychic beings in dark soft robes stood respectfully beside him.

This kind of posture, at least she had never seen in Ionia, and she didn't know what Reginad was going to do.

"You're finally here," Soraka stepped forward, a soft smile on his face, but with a hint of apprehension, "your body...... It doesn't matter, right? ”

"Don't worry, it won't delay the process." The white-robed magician smiled and walked over to the cauldron, his fingers running over the crust of the iron cauldron.

There was no paint on his hands, but the path he had crossed would light up with a faint glow, and a complex magic circle would slowly take shape on the iron sheet, and Reginad paced around the iron pot a few times, his fingers drawing on it quickly.

The magic array was formed, and the faint fluorescent gradient was dazzling.

Reginard took a step back, and a white wooden wand slipped out of the wide sleeve of his white robe, which he grasped upside down in his hand, tossed it lightly, and took it back into his hand, and raised it high, and he began to chant the incantation.

The clean voice given by youth became low and mysterious in the incantation.

It's magic......

The mysterious power that Ionia does not know is only widely spread on the Valoran continent on the other side of the sea, but the fate of the war-torn continent that has been on the verge of destruction several times is also due to this powerful power.

So in the eyes of the Ionians, it was demonic sorcery.

But what she could feel at this moment was completely shocking.

Irelia heard a slow hissing sound from the huge iron cauldron, followed by a gurgling sound, as if bubbles of water were rising from the bottom of the water, and in a few seconds, the whole pot began to boil violently.

The servants who helped began to panic, the huge iron pot looked like a mysterious monster, and it was roaring with rage, if this iron pot accidentally exploded, I am afraid that no one in this room will end well.

The psykers cast their psychic magic, calming their emotions, and in fact, there was a faint fear in their own hearts. If it weren't for the orders of Lord Karma, the Apocalypse, they wouldn't want to be involved in this kind of thing.

Because this is magic, it is the so-called evil energy, the bait that the devil has thrown into the mortal world.

"Alright, let's get started." Reginald grinned. "Soraka, you must concentrate when you cast the spell next, I need you to use the power of the stars to soften the medicinal properties in it, and this process must continue. If they can't hold on, tell me immediately, and I'll tell them to stop for a moment before we continue, don't be reckless. ”

Soraka nodded.

"Alchemy?" Irelia's mouth was wide open, it was a kind of mysterious magic that could concoct potions, and even turn stones into gold, at least in the mouth of the wandering poet, mysterious and intrigued by countless people.

"That's right. But......" the shallow smile on Reginald's face was unpredictable, "the slightest mistake could cause an explosion." This is the most wonderful and crazy thing about alchemy. ”

The second half of the sentence makes people's hearts tremble.

The young white-robed mage indifferently turned to the waiting crowd and ordered in a loud voice.

"In the order agreed before, pour the herbs!"

Bundles of herbs fell into the cauldron and tumbled in boiling water.

Reginald smiled bitterly.

It's going to be a long night.

……

-- There are still four days left before the general attack of Noxus.