Unlike Rhodes, who was in a good mood, some people in Noxus can be completely unpleasant right now.

When the opposition in Noxus had initially completed their seizure of power, Svein smelled something unusual about the bad news from Piltover and Zaun.

In Svein's view, there is no such thing as a coincidence—and there is always an inevitability.

Like Rod, Svein is also a person who is good at planning, although the seizure of power in Noxus is not even completely over now, Svein's plan has already been scheduled for the expansion of Noxus in the future.

In Svein's opinion, attacking Ionia was a foolish choice—the country was corrupt and chaotic, but it had a chilling array of supernatural powers behind it.

On the other side of Ionia are Zaun and Piltover, two countries (or two cities) that seem to be powerful, but Hextech is nothing compared to those supernatural powers, and with a certain sacrifice, Noxus can completely gnaw them down.

Moreover, the gain from capturing Zaun and Piltover is even greater than gnawing on Ionia - the canal connecting the two seas and Hextech are what Noxus really needs!

So Svein has been keeping an eye on Zaan and Piltover.

And now Svein suddenly received news that something had happened to Zaan and Piltover!

Zaun's bright wolf was besieged by the local alchemy baron (the damned Demacians are really fanning the flames), Piltover's deep-water wolf was inexplicably pulled out by the strip, and the entire spy system was ruined.

The most important thing is that Tamara of the War Masons is now in Pitt Prison - the Demacians will definitely assassinate her as soon as they get the news!

Absolute!

Svein did not believe that the prison in Leather City would be able to stop the Assassins in Demacia, let alone be naïve to think that there were no Assassins in Demacia.

So, now Noxus needs to send someone to Piltover to get Tamara out.

Whom will they send?

If Svein would definitely send Darius for the sake of success, the Noxus Hand is a true man of wisdom and bravery, and while he doesn't have enough insight in some aspects, his brute force makes up for it well.

But the problem is that Darius can't go away now.

At this critical time, Darius must not leave Noxus, otherwise the devil knows what kind of monsters will pop up!

Such an iron-blooded tyrant with an axe is extremely important.

After thinking about it, Svein felt that he should settle for the next best thing.

Darius can't go, so send Draven - I just heard that the previous generation of executioners Urgart was rescued, and this matter is just in the hands of Draven, the new generation of executioners.

After all, in Noxus, the executioner of the previous generation should be the first prisoner of the new generation of executioners, and at this point, Draven is already a long time late.

Thinking of this, Svein rang the bell in his office - "Call Draven to my office." ”

It didn't take long for Svein to see Draven's wicked smile.

"Hey, old man—is it the turn of the great Draven?"

“……”

Even Svein, who was as scheming as Svein, felt a pang of disgust when he saw Draven's face.

It's magical!

In particular, the two exaggerated mustaches and ostentatious smiles always give people a feeling of underbeating.

As if sensing Svein's thoughts, the crow on his shoulder quacked twice.

Shaking his head, Svein handed one of the documents in his hand to Draven.

Draven took the material, then looked at it and began to laugh.

"Tamara also bragged to me that she would never miss, and this time she didn't know what was going on, so she was completely exposed - hahaha, this kind of unartistic infiltration is really unreliable!"

Svein looked at Draven as if he were looking at a retarded person.

After laughing enough, Draven took the wax from his waist, expertly sprayed it in his hands, and then combed his cool sky-high hairstyle.

"Leave this to me, and I promise to bring Tamara back in its entirety, and that he will never lose an arm or a leg—and as for that Ergat, I'll let him see my art."

"And then."

"Then it's back to Noxus."

“……”

Svein's eyes changed, and the way he looked at Draven now changed from looking at a retarded person to looking at an incapacitated one.

But that's fine.

Svein nodded reluctantly, signaling that Draven understood correctly, and then told him to hurry down and prepare.

This kind of idiocy is really good as bait on the surface.

Svein felt that he should find someone who could actually get things done—even if it might come at a cost.

It's all worth it for the sake of Zaun and Piltover!

What's more, politics itself is an art of compromise.

Thinking of this, Svein opened the drawer.

At the innermost point of the drawer, Svein pressed a black button carved with a rose motif.

"Gurgle - it's rare that I'm going to be summoned again."

"It's not a joke, if you still want to have status."

"Is it the matter of Zaun and Piltover?"

"Now that you've received the message, it couldn't be better."

"No problem, trust me, the black rose will bloom again."

The pretty figure suddenly appeared and disappeared, but the deal was already done.

Leaning back in the wide back of his chair, Svein's eyes narrowed slightly—it looked like the interior needed to be cleaned up again, and it would be absolutely intolerable to reveal this kind of news to Black Rose.

Although from the attitude of the black rose, the unlucky man is already an outcast, but the outcast may not be of other use.

This is a tacit agreement that belongs to the wise.

……………………

While Svein and Black Rose had made a deal and made a preliminary settlement, Draven, who knew nothing about the next thing, was happily gathering his men and boarding a ship bound for Piltover.

This is a legion that belongs to Draven.

At the request of this glorious executioner, the whole legion has a sky-high hairstyle and two long beards, combined with the same lewd smile, which makes people impressed at a glance.

After confirming that all the men were in place and that the supplies were complete, Draven jumped onto the ship and easily cut the cable with his throwing axe.

"Let's go, target Piltover - welcome to, Dlay Alliance!"

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The coup d'état in Noxus was the act of replacing the aristocracy by the military meritocrats, and it is interesting to note that the Black Rose, who used to be behind the aristocracy, chose to ignore it - they abandoned these nobles.

The idiot aristocrats simply don't understand who they are - Black Rose needs a powerful Noxus, and their choices will only weaken Noxus.

However, the military merit faction did not reconcile with Black Rose at the first time, until this time Rod provided them with an opportunity.

Also, you should have guessed who the mysterious person is, right?

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