Chapter Thirty-Eight: Secret Talks? Black roses

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"Baby, shouldn't you get involved in this kind of thing, risking for Li Qing alone is indeed a sign of love, but intervening too much will only make you more dangerous. The Council has abandoned Ionia from the beginning, and unless it becomes an Entente of the League of Legends, it will stand by and watch even if it is destroyed by Noxus. ”

It was a woman who spoke. She has short dark blue hair, thin eyebrows that are slightly raised, and her brow bones are high and delicate. Thick eyeshadow that sits lightly over a pair of deep blue eyes. She wears a gorgeous crown of pale gold, faintly exuding powerful magic. The mage's cloak was draped over his shoulders, and his blue back was covered with magic patterns, barely like a magician's attire, because the clothes under the mage's cloak were a little too provocative and bold:

The skin exposed from between the cloak is dazzlingly white, with a flat belly and a rounded navel. Short skirts and stockings, almost all over the body, covering important parts, are very different from the image of a traditional magician who covers his body tightly with a wide robe.

Naturally, this woman is not a traditional magician, but a black magician who has mastered secret techniques.

Opposite the bewitching woman, the white-robed man only smiled faintly when he heard her words, and asked her instead: "Are you here this time, is it LeBlan, the mentor of the Purple Academy of the War Academy, or the tricky enchantress of the Black Rose of Noxus?" ”

"It's all the same."

"Indeed, it's all the same."

Whether it is LeBlanc, the Purple Tutor of the War Academy, or LeBlanc, the leader of the Black Rose Organization hidden deep underground in Noxus, they should all hate Reginard, even if they were once partners and have survived together in the cruel dungeons of Noxus, and they have become so glamorous.

Because the man in front of her appeared at her most desperate moment.

At that time, her black rose was undergoing a new purge, and the military forces of Darkville burned the glory of the black rose, and those old-school nobles who had always relied on the black rose scrambled to dissociate themselves from her, and turned to the military to bow down, and the black rose, which was once so brilliant that the tricky queen LeBlanc could enter and leave the palace at will, had to retreat into the crooked dungeon of Noxus, **** wounds in the dark.

And his War College had just been inaugurated, the "League of Wizards who laid the foundation for bloodless wars." She wasn't interested in bloodless wars, but she was interested in the Mage League.

She realized that it was an opportunity, that the War College was a nascent organization, led by a young magician imbued with idealized creeds, and that such an organization could easily become someone else's wedding dress. She sent her subordinates to speak to the leader of the organization called Reginald. When she sat down at the negotiating table, she was faced with a terrible overlord clause-

All secret techniques mastered by the Black Rose Order must be reported to the Mayoris Center within seven days.

Hallucinogenic alchemy drugs that cause illness and death and restricted items that have been judged to be S level or above need to be reported in advance before non-emergency use.

The lines of clauses made her breathless.

"I know that none of the secret techniques are intended to be made public, and we are only keeping a record of whether or not to share them with other members and you are still free. However, reporting all of your spells to us is a prerequisite for membership. ”

For so many years at the War College, she had wanted to get revenge on the man, even if it was just to tease him, such as seducing him with her body, and then having his beastly expression appear on the front page of Justice Weekly the next day.

But he always seemed as indifferent as snow.

That's right, LeBlana should have hated him, like the Black Rose organization, growing in the poisonous dungeons, amassing terrifying power, just waiting for the moment when everything will be overturned.

"Is it Noxus' plan?" Reginard asked.

"Hmm." LeBlanc didn't say anything more.

"What do you know?"

"The great general Du Kecao has never been defeated in this expedition, whether he has been fighting horses for half his life, whether it is to purge the Black Rose or to conquer the barbarians. This time almost all the elites of the First Army Department were brought. ”

Reginard nodded, "This will be the chance of the Black Rose." ”

LeBlanc smiled wryly, knowing that Reginard couldn't possibly think about LeBlanc's Black Rose, and that he was going to take advantage of the unstable political situation in Noxus to create opportunities. She recognized the man's resolute gaze, or rather, it was the gaze of Reginald that he had identified something.

There is indeed a chance. Although it also has the credit of the old monster Darkville, who has ruled the military department for more than 100 years, this behemoth-like organization has developed to its current peak in just a few years, and the biggest snake "Black Rose" has disappeared, thanks to the First Military Department created by Du Kekao.

This is the biggest hole card of the Great General Duckville.

Du Kecao is a man of great prowess and unstoppable in leading his army, and even the old super-empire Demacia is cautious in dealing with it, and he increasingly sees Noxus as his greatest threat, which is inseparable from this man. The most important thing is that he is loyal to the old monster of Darkville, and has even been given the title of "Great General" of the same status, which is not weak.

This time, the first military department poured out, the military's biggest hole card went out, although the purpose is unknown, but it is definitely a big opportunity, Noxus political circles, all the forces are ready to move, but no one wants to be the first to become the test stone of the remaining forces of the military department.

"You want me to ......," she raised her eyebrows and looked up at him, so there was an indescribable charm. Help? ”

"No, that's your freedom. Thank you for the information, LeBlanc, you have always been a trustworthy colleague. ”

"When you are complimented, you will happily help you achieve your wish?" The delicate red lips squeezed out a flirtatious and playful smile, "Only a little girl would be hit by this sugar-coated cannonball, baby." ”

She chuckled and threw a flying kiss, and finally made a few lip gestures, as if to tell some secret, and Reginard reluctantly lowered his shoulders and watched LeBlanc's delicate body disappear into the night, as if she had appeared, as if by some kind of erratic magic.

"Alright, don't hide." Reginard said.

"Hmph, a late-night tryst, it's really emotional." Ahri raised his head, as if he had grasped some handle of a dead weak chicken, showing off his might, but there was a sour air in his words.

"What are you doing running around at night?"

"Hmph, you care about me?"

Reginald looked down at Ahri's swaggering look and walked towards the camp. After rescuing the woodcutter who had been hunted down by the pirates that day, he proposed to go with him to a fishing village on the eastern coast called Windwhisper, a place he had heard that would be the first to be invaded by pirates.

But Soraka refused, saying only some unfathomable words, she would help those in need, but she could not meddle in such matters.

What am I worried about? Reginard noticed the change in his heart, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

When he set off from the War College, he told himself that he was just coming to Li Qing to go back, Ionia's fate was not important, and it would be a good thing for the Valoran Continent, which was now on the edge of the precipice of war, to let a war drag Noxus down, and his dream of peace would be easier to realize.

Now he was more concerned about the fate of the land of Ionia.

The impulse that rose in his bones told him that he was going to change something. In order for the world to recognize an organization that will bring peace, we should not sit idly by and watch the war in the world.

That's why he went on the road with the fox, who apparently had only come for fun.

"Who's that woman?" Ahri kept asking. "It's the ...... Sana? No, no, she's not dumb, she speaks delicately, and she feels uncomfortable listening to it. ”

Reginard thought to himself, Ahri, you are also delicate in your speech, what's the difference? But after thinking about it, I still didn't say it.

"You sleep, I'm on duty all night."

"Can't sleep! You guys are talking secretly and waking me up! ”

Reginard said that he was talking to LeBlanc a few hundred meters away from the campsite, and it was clear that the little fox was messing around, but he had to say helplessly: "Okay, good, my fault." ”

"I can't sleep, I want you to tell me a story!"

"Well," Reginard hung his shoulders, "what do you want to hear?" ”

"Well......" Ahri put his index finger against the corner of his mouth, looking thoughtful, and suddenly his ears stood up, and he said to him, "Tell me a ...... Let's tell a story about a fox. ”