[Note: This book has been made a second original on the basis of the background of lol, and many backgrounds, characters and settings have been made fantasy and oriental, and readers who have not played lol can completely read it as a fantasy cool text.] And lol players can have a better reading experience. 】

Jian Bufan felt like he had lost his memory.

As a time-traveler, he suddenly realized that his memories on Earth were fading rapidly, perhaps because his soul could not hold them, and in the end, he could not even recall the reason for his time travel, and his name on Earth.

At the same time, the memory of the original owner of this body was quickly awakened in the brain-

The sword is extraordinary.

The only son of the sword family, with a deep background and a prominent family background, he was originally extremely talented. However, because of the duel with someone when he was a teenager, he was injured and his meridians were destroyed.

Since then, the will has been depressed.

As a result, in Fancheng, the royal capital of Demacia, there is one less amazing genius and one more merry young master who is drunk and dreams of death.

When it comes to the name of the sword, almost everyone in Fancheng knows it.

In his early years, his reputation as a young genius even surpassed that of the entire Demacian dynasty, and at that time, some people even predicted that if he continued like this, he might be able to catch up with his uncle Jian Yi and become the second sword master.

And now, his name is still ringing in Fancheng, but it is no longer the name of genius, but the name of evil and stubbornness.

The memories in his mind flashed in front of him like a slide, and Jian Bufan sat for a long time.

At this point, through memory, Jian Bufan has a preliminary understanding of this world.

In short, it's a crazy world.

Runes and magic coexist, swords and blades compete, some people cultivate the physical body, some people study spells, there are thousands of avenues, but all cultivators have the same goal, that is, to become a god!

Runeterra.

This is the name of this world.

The Demacian Dynasty is the name of this country, and this Fan City is the royal capital of Demacia.

The Sword Family has been standing in Fancheng for hundreds of years, with a solid foundation and strong foundation, and ten years ago there was a Sword Saint, making the Sword Family one of the top families in the royal capital.

However, in recent years, some people have been secretly talking about the gradual decline of the sword family.

Jian Bufan is the only son, the candidate for the next head of the Sword Family, however, his body is damaged and he can no longer cultivate, if he is allowed to become the head of the Sword Family, it is not surprising that the Sword Family will fall.

This is also what Jian Bufan's father is worried about.

Since the son can't count on it, then count on the grandson.

So, Jian Bufan's father worked hard to finally persuade the Lac family to let his son make a marriage contract with Rakshana, a beautiful girl on the first day of Fancheng.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the Rak family gave birth to gods, and there is still a trace of divinity in the bloodline of the Rak family.

Thinking that his grandson would have the talent to become a god in the future, Jian Bufan's father smiled from ear to ear.

And today, it is the day when Jian Bufan and Lakshana get engaged, and the wealthy dignitaries of the entire Fancheng will come to attend this banquet, and even the palace will send people to witness the alliance between the Jian family and the Lak family.

At this time, Jian Bufan sat on the bed, feeling that the whole person was stupid.

Inexplicably crossed over, became a waste after the fall of a genius, and had another genius beautiful girl fiancée, Jian Bufan always felt that this kind of plot was a little familiar, but he couldn't recall the memory of the earth anymore......

Jian Bufan froze and wanted to get off the bed.

However, he had just stood up when suddenly it was dark in front of him, and he fell to the bed.

The whole world was plunged into darkness.

It was like falling into a bottomless abyss, countless hands were grabbing at him in the darkness, and a sharp pain came, as if the soul was being stretched, gnawed, and torn!

And he could only scream silently.

There was a ghostly light flickering below, and in an instant, the pain was gone.

Jian Bufan saw a tower.

I can't really see it, but I can feel its vastness and mystery, as if it is suppressed in hell, and I can hear the heart-rending ghost cry from below.

As he approached, Jian Bufan noticed a huge black rose under the tower.

It bloomed little by little, like a flower of death, and countless blood flowed and gathered in it, and finally condensed a purple figure at the bud -

A woman.

She wore a long purple dress, painted makeup, a flower crown, and a pair of black wings on her back, standing among the blooming black roses, like a ghost bride, revealing a strange and shuddering beauty.

She quietly looked at Jian Bufan floating in mid-air, and slowly spoke, as if the magic sound was trembling-

"I, Morgana! In the name of the Dark Angel, in the name of the Rune Tower Spirit, and you, the sword is extraordinary, and the alliance contract is made! ”

Behind her, the massive bronze tower bloomed with a brilliant glow, completely enveloping and submerging the sword......

In a drowsy state, Jian Bufan was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

When I opened my eyes, I found that it was still the same room, and everything that had just happened was like a dream, strange but extremely real.

He thought back to the scene just now, and suddenly felt a headache again.

"Black Rose, Morgana, Runetower Tower, Pact of Alliance...... What's this mess about? ”

The knocking on the door continued.

Jian Bufan sat up, took a deep breath, and was about to get up and open the door, but the door was kicked open.

A middle-aged man in brocade walked in, his hands behind his back, and his brows furrowed as he stared at Jian Bufan.

"When, why are you still sleeping here?"

Jian Bufan recalled that he was going to complete the engagement ceremony with Laxana today, and the middle-aged man in front of him was his father, the head of the sword family, Jianhe.

At this time, Jian He's eyes were stern, as if he was about to scold fiercely, but in the end, he only sighed deeply.

"Son, three years have passed, and in the past three years, no matter how ridiculous you are, I have never controlled you, but this is the only one that you must listen to me, even if my father begs you."

After speaking, he slowly turned around and left, letting the maid guarding the door come in to dress and wash Jian Bufan.

Three years ago, the genius fell, reduced to waste, and since then he has been in a slump and drunk to death.

Many memories flashed through Jian Bufan's mind again, and he looked at Jian He's back silently, only feeling that his father was much older than he remembered.

……

The sword family was large, and a huge manor house was built in it.

The scale of today's banquet is rare in the whole Fancheng, almost all the prominent positions in Fancheng have come, including many young talents from big families, and the manor is full of people, coming and going, like a bazaar.

As soon as Jian Bufan stepped into the manor, he suddenly felt countless eyes converge towards him.

There was contempt, disdain, and ridicule, and those eyes were like a sharp sword, with a kind of oppression, which made Jian Bufan's body feel a little stiff, and he accidentally fell to the ground.

In an instant, the originally noisy banquet seemed to become quiet with the fall of Jian Bufan.

No one opened their mouths to ridicule and ridicule, at least not on the surface of this sword family's territory, everyone smiled, looking down at the sword that fell to the ground with a condescending attitude.

Some people are still holding wine glasses and gently shaking the wine in the glasses, as if they are watching a good show.

This is silent mockery.

Jian Bufan really felt the malice of this world, he wanted to get up from the ground, but he felt that his calf hurt so badly that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Thinking about it carefully, someone just deliberately kicked his calf......

Jian Bufan looked back and locked his gaze on a young man in a purple robe, who stood on the side of the road, his hands behind his back, and looked down at Jian Bufan with a smile on his face.

Unlike others, the purple-robed young man's smile was undisguised with mockery and pride.

Jian Bufan searched carefully in his memory, and was very sure that he had not offended this person before. However, he didn't say anything, just stared coldly at the purple-robed young man for a moment, and then continued to walk forward with the support of the little maid.

On such occasions, arguing will only be more detrimental to oneself.

No matter what the purple-robed young man's reason was, his purpose was obvious, that is, to make himself disgrace to the Sword Family.

Therefore, there is no need to be cruel, it is enough to remember that face, the future will be long, whether it is a dull stick or poison in the future, if you don't kill him, you will also maim him!

Although Jian Bufan can't recall the memories of the earth, his personality seems to be imprinted in his soul-

Like a wolf in the dark, fierce but very calm, staring at the enemy, once it finds the enemy's flaws, it will take the fastest way to return a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

In the distance, one of Jianhe's faces was already black and couldn't be darker.

He didn't see Jian Bufan being plotted just now, he only saw Jian Bufan fall to the ground and couldn't get up in embarrassment, feeling that the sword family's face was all lost.

He was angry, but in the end he let out a helpless sigh.

Not far away, under a gazebo, a beautiful girl silently looked at the embarrassed sword extraordinary.

She was wearing a long white dress, beautiful and moving, exuding a noble and unique atmosphere, and her bright eyes seemed to have never been contaminated with the smoke and dust of the world.

She is the beautiful girl on the first day of Fancheng - Laxana.

Beside her, another beautiful girl said unwillingly: "Shanna, are you really willing to marry such a person?" Look at him, I don't even feel worth it for you. ”

"You still don't get it? It doesn't matter what kind of person he is. Laxana spoke softly, without revealing any emotion in her words—

"Because, he's just a price in exchange, and what I value is only his bargaining chips."

As if he felt something, Jian Bufan also looked at this.

Looking at each other, Laxana had no waves in her eyes, as if she was not looking at her future husband, but just an unrelated passerby.

Jian Bufan also slowly withdrew his gaze, although he was amazed by Laxana's beauty, he was not the kind of person who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman.

On the contrary, he was a very rational person with great self-control.

After looking at each other for a short time just now, although there was no disgust in Laxana's eyes, Jian Bufan understood very well that Laxana did not have the slightest affection for herself.

Jian Bufan smiled bitterly in his heart, he really didn't know how his father negotiated this marriage.

"You can't marry her."

A woman's voice suddenly sounded in his head, causing the cold hairs on Jian Bufan's whole body to explode.

The voice was somewhat familiar......

Suddenly, he remembered the huge black rose in his dream, and the purple figure on top of the rose, the ghost bride Morgana.

However, the facts now tell him -

That's not a dream!

[Note: Due to the needs of the plot, Lux's character in the early stage is set to be cold, so she uses her other name, Laxana, and there is a plot of personality change in the later stage, which is guaranteed to be matched with the eccentric Lux in the game. 】