"That's right, now we have a chance to leave the dungeon forever and build our own village...... Even cities. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ivani said, at this time the store is almost closed time, there are not many people, not even their gray order people, there are not many customers recently, like their age can't help but be idle, naturally run out.

At this time, the bakery was silent, only her voice was as clear as a silver bell.

"Don't sell it, Ivany. That's great news. Uncle Gregory smiled and took a piece of bread with an iron clip and gave it to the embarrassed Reginald next to him, who took a bite and grumbled and said, "Give it to me again when it has to go bad." ”

"King Gavin II of Demacia is visiting Noxus. He wants us to rescue Viszero, the champion of the Bloody Arena. We took him out of town before the grinder began. In exchange, the Demacian army will escort us to the wastelands beyond the borders of Noxus, promising our safety. Ivani said.

"But how are we going to leave? Ten years on, no one has made it out of the dungeon alive. ”

"Leave it to me." "I never do something I'm not sure of. You can't trust me, do you? ”

"Of course not, Ivany, sometimes I really feel like I'm not as good as you little girl." Uncle laughed.

"What about the sources?" Reginard asked her.

"The intelligence is absolutely reliable." Ivanie squinted at him with a beautiful eyebrow. "The other piece of news is that Apocalypse is about to act, and we can take advantage of the chaos they have created."

"All the Apocalypse Sect has done in the past ten years is to keep assassinating the famous magicians in the dungeon, why is there a sudden big move now? And was it foreseen in advance? Reginard continued to ask.

Ivanie shook her head, "I don't know. But there is no such thing as an impermeable wall. I suspect it's a game set up by some big man behind the scenes, we're just a piece on the chessboard, but it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It doesn't matter what the purpose of the apocalypse is, no matter what the people behind it want, as long as we can benefit from it. ”

"I think it's worth the risk." Uncle Gregory stacked the dough on the baking tray one by one, and then he let out a long sigh, "I've almost forgotten what it's like to bask in the sun." And...... I hope that my children and Amorim were not born in such a dark place. He picked up the baking tray and walked through the curtain into the back kitchen. Ivany's gaze followed him, then fell behind the swaying curtain of the door.

"You don't seem to believe me." Ivanie told him that she and he were the only ones left at the counter of the bakery.

"Ivany, you always have your own reasons, but I can't see through you. You're so mature that I don't know what to do. Reginard stared into her azure eyes.

"Mature women have always been through a lot, and women who have been through a lot have always made men feel uneasy. This is normal. ”

Reginald skimmed the joke. "I never knew why. You're always right, but you don't want to tell me why you did that. Like, why should I go by the name Reginard? ”

"You don't like my name?" Ivani asked rhetorically.

"Why! Where will you be today? Reginard's face was resolute, and Ivanie finally knew that the matter could no longer be erased through her jokes.

Doubt is like a thorn.

"Where?"

"Black Cross. What that tavern is, I know. His expression was as dry and hard as the long-dehydrated piece of brown bread on the table in front of him. And cold, he thought.

"But why are you there? Don't you want to say it...... Are you stalking me? The girl's fair face showed a faint displeasure, and the corners of her mouth were also twitched downward.

"I didn't say anything." Reginard stubbornly responded.

Ivanie closed her eyes slightly and let out a long breath, like a lazy smoke ring. Reginard remembered his mother's pipe, and there was always a helpless exhaustion in his long exhale.

"You just need to know, I won't hurt you. And, do you really think I can change the gray order or anything? All I can do is change the people around me. ”

"About the Apocalypse. There are some things I want to ask you. ”

"Okay, tonight. You come to my room and I'll let you see everything you want. Along with this ambiguous statement, Ivanie also blinked, and her eyelashes were like frightened butterflies.

When the body of a young girl who is just showing her body is like a mature woman's soul, that kind of beauty is irresistible and sinful.

"Okay."

"But I can only tell you what I can say." Ivani looked at him, "Will you believe me?" ”

As she said this, there was a special light in her eyes, and her soft gaze shook slightly behind the watery curtain of eyes.

Reginald pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, but didn't answer.

……

Noxian Dungeon, Black Cross Tavern.

As with many pubs in Noxus, the basement entrance to the Black Cross is located outside the main building, with a ramp leading down from the right side of the building to the basement door.

The ramp was designed to make it easy for the tavern folks to carry the goods in wooden barrels, which were heavy with hoops and pickles.

If you carefully measure the floor area of the Black Cross Tavern and compare it with the area of the basement, you will see that a piece of it has disappeared out of thin air.

The woman walked in the vanished area, beneath her feet a damp old stone staircase, which the turquoise moss claimed for herself. This made her high heels slip a little.

The red skirt fluttering with the walking movement creates a stark contrast with the white thighs.

Such a woman obviously shouldn't be in this kind of place, this is the dungeon of Noxus, and it is a dark place in the dungeon. Such a woman should appear in the social scene of Noxian high society, holding a red wine glass, cruising with a smile among the nobles, like a slippery fish, uncatchable but itchy.

At the end of the stairs, the chill deepened, whether it was the basement of a dungeon, or the basement of the second floor, and the damp and cold became as deep as it was in a tomb.

The room was simply furnished, with only two chairs facing each other, and in order not to make people nervous, a moldy wood table had been eaten by insects for a long time between the two chairs.

A faint light flickered slightly.

The person who was waiting for her had already taken the lead and sat on the main seat facing the staircase. His men numbered six, flanked by black hoods and cloaks, like a group of sleeping gargoyle-like warriors.

"You're late, it's clearly your home game." The man in the seat spoke, his voice as clear as that of a young man, but it was too cold, like a cold snake hidden in the flowing water, "The Black Cross is the contact point of the Black Rose, isn't it?" ”

"It's just one of the safe houses under the Black Rose, and if Your Excellency wants to kill me, no one here will suddenly appear to stop me. Your Excellency is here to show a hole card, in order to show sincerity. ”

"Oh? You'll have to give it a try. ”

In the darkness, a knife suddenly came out of its sheath, like a rising snake baring its fangs.