The interior décor of a private lift is simply different from a public lift.

There are many carefully bred potted plants on the four walls of the cabin, and if you look closely, they are still magical varieties imported from Ionia, these are the characteristic plants of Takeda Saito's hometown, only he knows how to cultivate these beautiful creatures, and place them in the elevator maybe to see things?

Illuminating the room were countless small glowing glass balls, all suspended above the menorah, each carved in the shape of open hands, as if to spread light to the world.

In the face of such arrogant decorations, Camille tried her best to resist the urge to mock.

In the middle is a Freljord ironwood tea table, with a bearskin blanket spread on a soft sofa for added comfort.

I have to say that even people like Jeno who don't know how to decorate will feel that such a match is bursting in the earth, and several decorations with different styles are forcibly put together, and the effect will only backfire.

Takeda Saito's nouveau riche taste is unmistakable.

"Would you like a cup of tea? There is always time for a cup of tea. ”

Camille, who had come first, sat down on a couch early, and she placed a glass jug on the near-invisible flame of the chemical blowtorch, and the faint sound of liquid swaying could be heard.

Crossing Erlang's legs, this action will make the person sitting across from her feel that their lives are threatened, and no one wants to face a huge pair of scissors.

Jeno was no exception: "I don't drink, thank you." ”

Camille is worthy of being Camille, a tea lover, and has a drink of leisure when she goes to the enemy's territory.

Her workflow is generally like this: negotiate (drink tea) – negotiations break down and start cleaning up.

"If you don't drink it, it's wasted." Camille went her own way, pinched out a handful of refined tea leaves from the tea bag she carried, and put it into the teapot with boiling hot water, and after a while, the fragrance overflowed, and Jeno smelled this tea, it was black tea.

She poured out two cups of black tea, the size of a teacup and a bowl, with handles on the walls, and the color of the black tea was rich, and when the water was calm, it resembled a blood-colored lake.

"Do you want to add sugar?" Camille said as she added a sugar cube to Jeno's cup: "My brother likes to add sugar to tea, just like a child. ”

Jeno looked at the rising view from the window and remained silent without responding.

He knew very well that Camille was talking to himself, perhaps missing his deceased brother.

"When I came to Zu'an, I thought of my brother. His death implicates the alchemy baron. ”

Camille looked at the hazy water vapor attached to the glass jug, and said slowly:

"Piltover was founded on sacrifice, and now it is controlled by a magnificent machine, with countless parts snapped together.

Every part, no matter how big or small, is running for its stability and prosperity, but the machine is expanding day by day, and new parts are added every day.

There are some strange and deformed parts that threaten the smooth operation of the machine.

Baron Marco Wokage is one of the problematic parts. He had bloodily suppressed the slums of Zaun and intended to do the same in Picheng. There's no way I'm not aware of this kind of thing.

If you force the parts into the machine, it is inevitable that the muscles and bones will be damaged, and in order to make the best use of each part, in order to keep improving.

I learned of Wacage's plan, and he wanted to join the Abinore family in Fat City. The innocent and extremely wealthy Miss Sophia is the head of Abino's family, and her deceased father has left her a large fortune - the entire Abino family.

That's a big piece of the stuff.

By deceiving Sophia's feelings, Wakage wants to manipulate her and stir up a bloody storm in Piltover.

When they were dating, I killed Wakage with my own hands in front of Sophia, but the girl was already obsessed with Wakage's death, so she kept holding a grudge against me.

My brother, who didn't want to die of old age, took advantage of this, and he threw out a message from Kiham to let me go on a mission, and he knew that I was obsessed with Kiham and would not refuse.

Then he sent someone to follow me and leak my traces to Sophia, so that she could gather her men to kill me.

This borrowed a knife to kill people, just to get my Hex's device so that he could continue to live.

In the end, I survived with my skills and went home and broke his neck with my own hands.

Whether it is the nobles of Picheng or the paupers of Zuan, the rules are the same for everyone, and order cannot be broken.

Even my own brother is no exception. ”

The tea was still boiling hot, but Camille swallowed it in one gulp.

Because the end is almost there.

"Having said all this, I also want you to take my brother as a lesson from the past.

To be a servant is to be loyal, and to be a master is to be lazy, this is morality.

You're smart and capable, much like me, and I'm your future, but you're a big threat if you think crookedly.

You don't want me to put my legs around your neck, do you? ”

Camille launched a hook and jumped into the dome, and a faint voice came from above.

Jeno looked up at her, a restless light emanating from her body, he knew that it was his sudden surge in strength that made Camille jealous, and even Steván, who had pure Philos blood, would betray the family, not to mention Jeno, an outsider from Zuan.

He raised his teacup and shouted to Camille, "Camille, I appreciate your appreciation of me, I will maintain the operation of Leather City, but ...... Unlike you, my goals are much more than that. ”

After speaking, he swallowed the whole cup of black tea in one gulp, vigorously.

"Oh Mom, hot ......"

Camille glanced at Jeno's comical embarrassment, his face flushed, and he kept jumping in place, as if the floor was also hot, and snorted coldly:

"If you talk big, your tongue will burn, and people who don't drink tea often can't drink hot tea, so if you want to get out of the city of progress, you should start drinking tea."

With that, she turned her head and slid down the glass window outside the cabin to the side of the lift, and then climbed the metal stand to the bottom of the lift.

She shot the hook and hung herself at the bottom of the lift like a falling spider, then controlled the hook to slowly extend.

Head down, the device in her chest kept vibrating, and Hex's energy poured into her eyes through the veins under her eyes, making her blue eyes dazzling and full of sci-fi.

Her crystal-enhanced vision easily pierced through the haze, and several alchemist villains with guns below were staring at the haze above her head with wide eyes and full attention, and if something fell out of it, it would be the first to be set on fire by them.

But now, Camille saw them first, she took the lead, and their attack intentions were clearly visible to her.

"See who's surprising whom."