Headache......

It looked like it was about to crack. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every muscle seemed to be screaming, a sore pain, the sweaty sensation on his body made him uncomfortable at all, and the towel on his forehead had cooled down, and it was a wet mess on it.

Reginard held his aching head and sat up slowly, the soft quilt sliding off his sturdy upper body, and the breathability of his skin made him feel much better.

Broken memories are spliced together in the mind, according to the map.

He remembered the mysterious woman he had encountered on his way to ask for help in his soul form, a terrifying enemy, the kind of magic she had wielded—no, it should be energy, a magical, yet strange variant.

When the thousands of dark orbs hit his body, he felt the ...... in the magic Resentment. is a negative emotion from the caster. Intense, bordering on madness.

In the ordinary magic power, there is no emotion of the caster at all, but the woman's spiritual power seems to have been distorted into an obsession by the desire to control.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the secret method of burning the spiritual fire, I am afraid that the victory or defeat would really be difficult to say.

At this moment, the door creaked, and a crack opened.

It was Irelia who entered, holding a pile of soft clothes wrapped around her arms.

"Ah, weak chicken, are you awake?" Her face looked astonished, and then she looked away, blushing a little from his naked upper body.

"Hmm...... How long have I been in a coma? He asked with a frown, looking out the window at the sky, although it was not too late, it didn't look like early morning. He knew that they were running out of time right now.

"It didn't take long, but it was only one morning, and now it's only two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's early before dark." Irelia said with a smile, placing her clothes on the bedside cabinet.

"That is...... One day left? ”

“…… Well. Irelia looked at him, hesitated, and replied, vaguely worried that something would happen to this fellow.

"The sword competition is over?"

"Well, of course it's my brother who wins! Many people cheered for him. ”

"Oh?"

Reginard was a little surprised, but when he thought about it, it made sense.

Previously, Zelos had been considered a cowardly commander, but when he trained with the soldiers yesterday, the courage to persist at the back of the group had won the approval of the soldiers.

"I've asked someone to wash your white robe, but I think it's bloodstained and I can't wear it. Here's what I'm new to you. Irelia said.

This white robe is brand new, the new robe that I got from Kalmar. Although the plain white color is not of the highest rank among the psionics, and is the lowest of the kind, according to the Ionian tradition, it is believed that the supreme divine should be the yellow color of heaven and earth.

She remembered that it seemed that in the wizarding world, pure white was also the lowest level of existence.

Reginard loves the color white, but it's just his personal hobby.

Pure, plain white color.

But this kind of pure white, I am afraid it is difficult to find it in heaven and earth, how can there be so many black and white truths? Maybe it's just snow, right?

She had seen snowflakes, but the winters in Ionia were always mild, with occasional snow mixed with cold rain, and it was impossible to pile up a thick layer of snow. I heard that there is a snowy mountain range on the continent, full of the white that covers the sky and submerges the world.

But it is as dirty as mud, and it can survive forever in the world, pure as snow, but it will inevitably melt away after all.

It's like......

It's as if that thing that is too pure doesn't belong in this filthy world.

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Thanks," Reginad smiled and nodded, "go inform Karma and be careful, and come to the city defense headquarters for the meeting later." There are some things that I feel compelled to tell them. ”

The figure of the mysterious woman surrounding the dark orb flashed through his mind.

Ionia may face more than one threat.

Reginald moved his shoulders slightly, and was about to lift the covers to change his clothes, when Irelia stopped him with a scream. "Hey! Weak chicken, you wait, wait! ”

Her face flushed, and she quickly turned around and ran towards the door. She paused by the door, turned her back to Reginald, and whispered, "Well, you don't seem to be wearing anything." ”

Reginard realized the problem, and he smiled awkwardly and shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh, sorry. But...... How do you know? Reginard laughed as he got out of bed to change his clothes.

Irelia, who had just opened the door, stiffened for a moment, and from the perspective behind her, her chin shrunk as if she had made a very angry expression, but the sound of Reginald changing her clothes made her resist the anger that was about to glare at her.

The door slammed shut.

The door panel trembled, as if echoing with unfinished emotions.

Reginard shook his head, put his robe on, and looked down at the delicate sleeves of his robe, which had an exotic Ionian-style embroidery.

This dress fits unexpectedly.

He straightened his clothes, and suddenly a sharp headache hit him, and he hurriedly held on to the table beside him, leaning against it, gasping for breath.

This wound of the soul...... It doesn't seem to be easy.

……

"Hey, why are you so late?"

Outside the door of the makeshift command post, Irelia had been waiting for him anxiously.

From this command post, which was temporarily renovated during the war, you can directly see the rear of the southern city wall, which should be the main battlefield of this siege battle, which is convenient for scheduling, and has a wall to cover it, so as not to be directly exposed to the killing area of the siege troops.

Reginard smiled embarrassedly, took three steps and made two steps, and hurried over.

"Well, I got my hair in order."

Irelia glared at him, "You...... Everyone is waiting for you! ”

"I know," he said in a very accommodating tone, "that the later appearance is more like the protagonist." ”

It's still that indecent look, which makes people angry, but Irelia always feels that she can gradually see through this man's disguise-

How so? All the abnormal behaviors that happened to him were always forced to cover himself up with that ridiculous excuse. I want everyone to think that he is not only good, but also leisurely.

Besides, Soraka had clearly told her that Reginald had suffered a lot of soul trauma this time, and even if she tried her best to heal with the power of the stars, it would not be easy to heal.

Reginard just smiled, using a joke to erase all that was unguessable, in disguise.

In the natural smile, there is no reluctance to be seen.

He pushed the door open and walked inside.

"Mr. Ashram, your injuries, don't you matter?"

Seeing Reginald, Karma was the first to walk up, as if he didn't know this guy anymore, and looked him up and down.

"It's not a big deal." The white-robed magician smiled, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am anxious for you to come here today, because I have something very important to say. As you can see, this call for help failed, and I saw a ...... Floating palace, and encountering a strong enemy. ”

"Who's that?" Karma looked at him suspiciously, the floating palace and the like he was talking about really seemed to be some kind of idiot's dream.

"It's a woman. A woman who uses a dark energy. She calls herself the Dark Führer Sindra. ”

"It's her......" Karma muttered.

"You know her?"

"I've just heard that it seems like her talent was making a big splash at the time. Until later, Elder Aisaro, who had been in charge of the magicians who had fled across the sea, and who was one of the very few people in Ionia who chose to study magic, the forbidden power, asked Ying to guide the girl's way of power. "But not long ago, I heard about the death of Esaro, who was killed by that girl. I really didn't expect ......."

"I've met her." Shen suddenly spoke, "On the day the Balance Sect was slaughtered by the robbed Shadow Ninjas, Akali and I were once taken away by that woman...... Her magic is terrifying indeed. ”

"Maybe Chen's master, the missing Wuji Sword Saint Yi Master, was captured by her. It's speculation, but it's reasonable. Reginard said. But I hope you don't tell Dust about it. ”

"I understand that." Soraka said. "But Yi will not ......"

"Don't worry." Reginard smiled softly at her, "It's going to be fine." ”

However, she may become an ally of Noxus, and it looks as if she wants revenge on Ionia. Once she joins the camp of Noxus, I am afraid that the balance of victory and defeat will really be one-sided. Reginard continued worriedly.

"Master Magician, are you sure we're not one-sided now? Is there really hope? Elder Gondor couldn't help but ask.

"Absolutely." Reginard grinned, "And I'm very convinced. ”

Although he couldn't even convince himself.

-- One day before the general attack on Noxus.