"Why did those people kill us?"

"Only strength will not betray you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Sindra, you must remember this sentence. ”

"Mom, where are you going?"

"Stay inside and don't make a sound."

"But ......"

"Aren't you going to be the best magician? Stay inside, don't make a noise no matter what you hear, someone will help you out. There, that's the magic school you want to go to. Mother's cheeks sunk into the shadows, blurred, she paused, and her gentle voice continued. You'll be better than everybody...... Remember the name of the enemy: Du Kekao. ”

The only light above her head was suddenly obscured, and darkness hung in the cramped crate.

The next day, when the sun came, she could hear the boatman fixing the lid with steel nails, and the gap between the planks made her feel like she might be spotted at any moment, and she cowered too much to make a sound. She was loaded onto a large ship, and for the next few days, the notion of time slowly faded away, swaying, damp and stinking in the darkness.

She only remembers that she was later found by the unloading crew, and then an eight-year-old girl, standing alone in the bustling harbor of Ionia.

A stubborn expression, imprinted on the girl's cheek like a mask.

……

"You have to suppress your magic."

"Nope! This is my strength! The eleven-year-old girl was held in arms, but she still stubbornly held her head high and glared at the elder in front of her. It was difficult to hide her arrogance between her eyebrows, although she looked very embarrassed now, and her clothes were torn in many places.

As she fled in the forest, the branches tore her clothes mercilessly, scraping long cuts. She was still a little distressed about the Orb of Life that she had lost in the escape.

It was her masterpiece, made of a strange gem scattered in the forest, and it was filled with the energy of life, as if it were the crystallization of that power, though she did not know what it would do.

After all, the power of life is not a field that human beings can use.

But I still feel as if I have lost a treasure.

"It's not an exhortation, it's an order, Sindra." At this moment, the elder's voice was like a bell. "If you continue to do your thing, we will completely nullify your magical vein, and you will never be able to use magic. Make your choice, suppress it, or lose it forever! ”

"Nope! I don't choose! The girl cried stubbornly, trying to escape the place, but her arms were crushed and could not move. This power is mine! Why did you take it?! ”

"Then it's a pity. Take her to the Spirit Circle! ”

The force of the clamp on her wrist was increased, and those in monk's robes dragged her forward, and the monks, who were merciful, were doing such atrocities at this moment!

"Nope! You bastards! No one wants to take away my power! She screamed and struggled, knowing she was working in vain, but that didn't mean she was going to be slaughtered.

"She's right." The girl suddenly heard a voice, with a convincing majesty in the old age. "It's her power."

"Aisaro?"

"She's going to be my apprentice."

The elder looked at the man in front of him, his eyes shaking with disbelief, as if he would spill a cup of tea at any moment.

"This is the final decision of the House of Elders, and I have secured their mandate." The old magician stepped forward and dismissed those who had held her hands away, "This girl will be taught by me. ”

"Do you know what you're doing, Alsaro?"

"I know." The old magician replied calmly, his gaze touching on the stubborn girl, who was rubbing his aching wrist in chagrin.

"Don't think that if you save me, I'll listen to you obediently." She said.

"I will not suppress your power, Sindra, and I will teach you to better control your power. Let them be at your disposal. ”

"You...... Are you serious? ”

"Of course."

……

"You lied to me! You've been suppressing my magic! ”

"That's true, and I'm sorry...... Children, one day you will understand that uncontrolled forces are a disaster for the people of the world, and the stronger they are, the greater the harm. ”

"Why should I care if they live or die? Even if I fail this world of the weak, at least don't let it fail me! Now you've betrayed me, Ezaro! ”

"It's come to this, I can't do anything else, I'm sorry, kid, I have to take away your magic!"

……

"No...... It's mine...... Strength! It's mine...... My strength ......"

Sindra woke up from a nightmare, her forehead covered in dense cold sweat, she was leaning on the throne, her body almost cowering in the thick and soft bear skin, her nails sunk in it-

A rather effeminate look.

Although those things were memories of a long, long time ago, the wounds cut by time in the soul, the memory fragments that stuck into the soft heart, were still frozen in the most devastating moments, and the dreams tormented her nerves.

"Ionia! I'll reckoning! She straightened up and muttered through gritted teeth.

Between her left hand, a cloud of energy surged more and more intensely, and this feeling of controlling power made her feel reassured. There was no one around, and if anyone saw her weak appearance, she swore that she would let that guy not even have the ashes left!

She suddenly smelled blood.

A strange pool of moving blood came uninvited and broke into her floating "magic capital".

You can find it here......

A figure emerged from the pool of blood, first a white-haired head, compared to which the long hair on top of Syndra's head was clearly silver, with a youthful sheen and softness. And this man's gray hair was pale and faded, like the wrinkled old face.

His body slowly floated into a pool of blood, and the red pool of blood seemed to turn into a blood-colored cloak, which he flung in a dashing manner and draped it over his shoulders.

"Who?"

"Vladimir of Noxus." The smile on the man's face deepened. "I think we can talk about working together, Lady Sindra, the dark queen of this land."

"Interesting."

She rose from her throne. The power of the mind was activated in a single thought, and the body was lifted into the air, and the arrogant smile that belonged to the strong returned to the face after the nightmare.

Huh, Queen of Darkness?

The other party's compliment made her feel quite satisfied.

An olive branch from Noxus? With their strength, it's not bad. Merely...... What about Ionia, the one she hates, after the fall?

There are no permanent allies, and when each other's use is over, only one party can be the final winner - and it must be her, Sindra.

How is she going to drive out the Noxians and reign over Ionia?

She had to think about the chips she needed.