Day or night, crows are always hovering over the Immortal Fortress, and the locals seem to have become accustomed to turning a blind eye.

So every time Jeno travels, he has to wrap himself in a tight burqa to blind those eyes that may be hidden in the crows.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.

Elise used her friendship with Vladimir to work together for Black Rose and asked for an invitation to Geno's Moltola estate.

The invitation was strangely written, the route to the manor was unusually clear, and it was specifically written which way to go, and that the manor must be entered by the time the clock struck twelve o'clock at midnight.

Jeno also has a certain understanding of Vladimir, although he is commonly known as a vampire, his strength is fundamentally different from that of a real vampire, and he should not be afraid of the sun.

As for why you have to see guests at night, most of them are pretending to be ghosts.

The clock is still half a bell to strike at twelve o'clock in the morning, and now Jeno will visit Vladimir with Rivien and Sivir, who are also dressed in black robes.

Rumor has it that you don't come to Moltora in the dark – everyone in Noxus knows where Vladimir lives, but almost no one remembers being there.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that there are quite a lot of customary no-go areas in the Immortal Fortress, as if you can only stay at home when night falls.

Ordinary people would not know why there were so many shadows hanging over the Immortal Fortress, which had already been decided when it was built around the stone pillar building in the center of the city.

Jeno and the three walked in front of the Wolf Spirit Temple, the front of the hall was empty, and the sacrifices they had saved during the day were also taken away by the guards before leaving, and they would not be cheap for the hungry street urchins.

"Is that a wolf spirit?" Sivir pointed to the tall obsidian statue of the wolf spirit in the temple.

"Yes, the Noxians are home." Riven replied.

"Is it so exquisite? We Shurima people never pick the way to die. ”

Under the cover of night, the wolf spirit stone statue looked even more eerie, and its jewel-like eyes were like flashing pupils in the night, as if they could come back to life at any time.

Sivir had the intention of coming forward to observe, but was stopped by Jeno.

"We're still in a hurry, follow me, don't delay the trip."

Jeno glanced at the instructions on the letter, and then left the Wolf Spirit Temple.

The streets here become unfamiliar at night – narrower, more oppressive, and it seems like every corner is pulling the walls closer and closer, and finally killing people.

Jeno noticed that as soon as he stepped into the route mentioned in the letter, the loud crow chirped abruptly, as if he had entered another world.

But they did not step into the claustrophobic space, and when they looked up, they could still see a line of sky sandwiched between the sides of the street, and the cold moon hung high above it.

In the chilling silence, there was no light but moonlight.

He didn't seem to worry about being watched by Svein and LeBlan, but stepped into a strange other area.

Is this some kind of enchantment? Jeno didn't know.

He only knew that the concentration of mana around him had suddenly increased, which was very rare in Noxus, where mana was barren.

Ahead is a narrow corner, and after walking by, the view suddenly opens up.

Jeno found himself in a small circular square, with a bubbling fountain in the center.

In such a crowded city, where people are at a premium, it is almost unheard of to waste space.

The silver spring water flows in the moonlight, and the fountain sculpture in the center of the pool comes to life. It is made of a cast iron hammer and has the appearance of a headless warrior, wearing plate armor and holding a mace.

"Another headless statue." Sivir said she could always see these headless statues in some very remote corners.

The spring of water flowed from the statue's neck like blood gushing after a decapitation, and Sivir suddenly realized what it meant, and he couldn't help but feel a chill on his neck.

This statue really fits the cruel aesthetic of Noxus, but normal people shouldn't put such a horrible thing in front of their door, right?

Now, the mansion in front of her seemed like a murderous mansion to her.

The men left the fountain and walked towards a double door made of silver-bark wood, with a red-veined black marble wall blocking the way.

As agreed in the letter, the door was ajar, and the three of them passed between the two heavy panels.

Like Elise's newlywed mansion, the mansion within the high walls was made of a pale stone, which seems to be the most popular stone used by the war stonemasons, majestic but not a monolith.

Although Noxus is barren, there are only many high-quality ore veins, such as black iron ore and saltpeter ore, and its products are widely used in war.

Jeno also observed that the house did not follow a specific architectural style, but rather incorporated the architectural trends of different periods of the past few hundred years, like a microcosm of the city's development.

The towers on the main floor stood out, and its scarlet glow was the only light in the house, and his instincts told him that the owner of Jeno's house was waiting for him there.

Every angle of the mansion shows a passing era of the Empire, but the tower's history dates back to before the Empire was founded, and its rough style resembles the lair of war shamans from the Tribal period.

The Noxian Empire was formerly known as the Noxian Tribe, and the existence of this towering tower seems to remind visitors that the noble status of the owner of the house is indelible with time.

The gravel path beneath your feet leads into an exquisite garden, with intricate plant carvings, elaborate canals, and a variety of strange-looking flowers that exude a vibrant mix of colors and exotic fragrances.

This beautiful view, coupled with the wide square at the door, all show unparalleled wealth.

This kind of wealth has been created by thousands of years of accumulation, and Geno felt that even the Blue Smoke Manor could not create such a rich garden.

Hundreds of colorful butterflies flapped their wings and fluttered among the flowers, and as the butterfly wings flipped over, Jeno saw that the patterns on the wings actually formed a Noxian double-edged axe crest, and these symbols were present on each Noxian flag.

Jeno never thought about what he should do after eternal life. Probably just stumbling on the path of scientific research, until you can build a starship that can cross the stars, or a mechanical legion that can repel the Void.

Most people will always choose to do something meaningful in their eternal vitality and leave their footprints.

But those who have some taste are plunged into the garden of art, because art never withers.

And Vladimir is exactly such a kind of person.

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