In the Ionian capital of Presidium, in a small courtyard belonging to the Zuan Bitter Wisteria Chamber of Commerce, Caterina who temporarily stayed in the small courtyard because of the mission, was already a little impatient. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Taking advantage of the Ionian Council of Elders, she was bored with the endless debates that were taking place in the midst of the chaos that had come to her to cause chaos.

Caterina is still waiting to send some of the elders on her way.

However, today, the spies from the Chamber of Commerce finally found out the reason for the delay of this meeting from the heavily guarded Senate through various channels.

A diplomatic delegation of Demacia, somehow through the land and sea blockade of the Noxian Empire, appeared here at this critical time, just in time for the Council of Ionian Elders, and submitted a letter requesting an alliance to deal with the threat from Noxus.

Fortunately, in this country where immortals are cultivating and seeking the Tao, there are still a few people who really have foresight.

So far, the spy has received information that the majority of the people in parliament are either opposed or disapprove of the proposal from the Federation of Demacia.

In contrast to Demacia, which is closely connected to the border and Noxus, and has been in conflict for many years, Ionia not only has a strait moat, but also maintains friendly relations with the fast-rising city of Piltover.

The Outer Immortals, who did not feel the urgency of the threat from the Noxian Empire, did not think that they should be easily drawn into the camp of Demacia and lose their status beyond the affairs of the continent.

For now, it is still insisted that the elders who should seriously consider Demacia's proposal almost exactly coincide with the list in Caterina's hand.

The fierce quarrels of the Ionian Council did not concern the Assassins from Noxus.

However, the diplomatic mission of the Demacian Federation that came out of nowhere attracted the attention of Caterina and Tyrone, if she had the opportunity, she didn't mind adding some trouble to these two countries, and it was not a complicated matter for Noxus to reveal the news of the death of the envoy to Ionia to the people of Demacia.

Caterina tugged at the bell in the room, and after a while, a waiter's respectful voice came from outside the door: "May I ask what the two adults have to order?" ”

"Let David keep an eye on this Demacia legation for me."

"Yes, sir."

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Outside the embassy, Ezreal, who was stopped as soon as he walked out of the gate, hesitated for a long time after careful questioning, and finally let out a long sigh: "Alas~~~ Let's go." ”

Who gave him the nickname 'The Explorer'?

If he is not curious, how could he give up his studies in the battle mage department and transfer to the archaeology department, although he loves treasures very much, but as a descendant of the Capet family, it is not impossible to use other methods.

Turning back to the chamberlain to inform his companions of his whereabouts, Ezreal followed the young attendant in front of him, got into a carriage outside the embassy, and went to a new unknown place with trepidation.

This is close to the north of Prestian, because of the north of the city, the tall and majestic city wall to the foot of the mountain stopped, hundreds of meters high cliffs are the best shelter in the north of Prestian.

Some families who like to live in quiet places are very satisfied with the elegant environment at the foot of Beicheng Mountain, so this wilderness foothill away from the port direction is gradually restored by the Maison's vigorous cultivation, revealing a sense of elegance like a forest courtyard in the city.

Ezreal admired the beautiful forest scenery from the window of the carriage, and was no longer so worried about the upcoming meeting.

The wagon, with its widened wheels, made only a small sound on the not very hard ground, except for the rhythmic sound of horses' hooves echoing over the streets where there were few pedestrians.

It didn't take long for the sound of the horse's hooves to stop.

It was time to get off the train, and under the guidance of the waiter in front of the car, Ezreal stepped out of the carriage.

Standing outside the car, he carefully observed the building in front of him, judging from the scale and style, this should not be the owner's permanent residence, perhaps just a courtyard built here, specially used for this kind of meeting or visiting friends.

"Mr. Ezreal, please go this way. The host is in the garden at the back. "The waiter very politely guided the 'explorer' who was looking around to walk towards the courtyard.

Perhaps the owner of the annex did not like to be too high-profile and extravagant, and the space in the annex seemed a little more cramped than it could be seen from the outside.

Outside the garden, the attendant who led the way stopped moving forward, but simply stretched out his hand and motioned for the 'explorer' who was a guest to go inside.

So far, the entire annex has not seen anyone other than the guide attendant who has been there in the first place, which makes Ezreal's heart that has just been relieved a little more.

Stepping into the small but elegant and green garden, Ezreal looked at the small pond in the garden, looking very comfortable.

It seemed that he heard the movement behind him, and looked at the figure of the swimming fish and turned around, this was a kind old man, but the 'explorer' thought about it at this moment, and he didn't remember that this was anyone he knew.

So he broke the silence and asked first, "Uh... Hello old man, hmm, do we know each other? ”

"Strictly speaking, the two of us haven't met. The boy of the Capetian family. The old man who turned around did not speak immediately, but carefully looked at Ezreal, who raised his hand and rubbed his nose, before slowly replying.

"Then why is it ...... Well? What, how do you know ......! After hearing the other party's slow answer, Ezreal was ready to say a few polite words, and it was best not to know the other party's intention to find him, so he quickly walked away.

He was always fast-talking, and he didn't react until halfway through his speech, and the old man interrupted himself in surprise when he finally called himself, and asked this more concerned question in surprise.

Perhaps because of his age, the old man did not rush to answer the guests' questions, and motioned for the two of them to sit at the table arranged on the other side of the pond.

Walk slowly, sit down slowly, pour tea slowly.

Everything was done unhurriedly until Ezreal couldn't hold back his patience, and his expression moved slightly, and he was about to speak, when the old man who had invited him spoke again.

This opening surprised Ezreal even more: "Your father, Lucibioso. Capet, but for what you like to run around, it's a headache. ”

Then there was another sigh: "I didn't expect it to come to me now." ”

Looking at this frame, it seems that the other party is very familiar with his father, not only accurately saying his father's name, but also saying that his father is quite dissatisfied with his choice.

Ezreal finally couldn't take it anymore and asked his own question: "Uh, what do you call the old gentleman?" ”

"Hehe, even if you tell you my name, you won't know," the old man seemed to be in a good mood when he saw Ezreal, and after selling this pass, he still reported his name: "I'm Giancarlo?" Esposito, in Piltover's parlance, was just an ordinary councillor in Ionia, but he had the privilege of forming an influential organization with the councillors of the city-states who wanted to stop the continental strife. ”

Whether it was the name of the old man named Giancarlo, or the organization he talked about later, Ezreal had never heard of it, so Ezreal looked a little stunned in the face of Giancarlo's words.

Looking at the stunned look of the Capet kid, Giancaro smiled and continued: "It seems that Lucibioso didn't tell you anything? Well, yes, who told you to secretly transfer yourself to the Department of Archaeology. Huh"

How do you feel like it's a big deal? Why did you all come to me? I'm just an archaeologist!!

With a silent cry in his heart, Ezreal wondered what these big men had taken a fancy to him: "Mr. Giancarlo, maybe my father really didn't tell me anything...... But does that have anything to do with you inviting me in? Well, I mean, I'm really just an archaeologist. ”

Taking a sip of the fragrant tea in his hand, Giancarol finally showed a look other than calm, and replied gloomily: "Because of this sensitive period, as an Ionian elder, it is not convenient for me to invite the emissary from the Federation of Demacia to come. ”

Perhaps speaking is also a kind of consumption for the elderly, so when Giancarlo speaks longer sentences, he will always habitually divide them into two paragraphs.

Sure enough, Ezreal, who was waiting, soon heard the old man continue, "You should have heard that the letter brought by the Messenger has caused a heated debate among the elders of the council, and I really can't get along with those who have deceived themselves and turned a deaf ear to the rapid changes on the continent now. So I can only stay in this small courtyard for the time being to get a little relaxation. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Giancarlo. I don't quite understand what you mean? "Ezreal doesn't particularly care about politics, and the old man talks a little cloudy, so he can't figure it out.

When Giancaro heard Capet's question, he was not annoyed, but dipped his hand in water and drew a simple map of the continent on the table.

And some of the passages that Lux later provided that had been blocked during the suspicious military operations of the Noxian Empire were also marked.

Then he asked, "I heard that you have experienced many difficulties caused by Noxus along the way, and even sent assassins to stop that little girl from going to Ionia?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Giancarlo. These are indeed the truths, and we suspect that Noxus does not want Demacia to find more allies. Ezreal followed the old man and began to analyze the situation on the continent in detail.

Using his water-stained fingers to outline the route they had traveled on the table, Giancarlo continued to guide the young man: "So what are they doing this for? ”

. (To be continued.) )