On the morning of January 21, after Lin Feng got up early to practice, he waited for breakfast and today's newspaper in the central hall as usual. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't been out, for not only did he bear the name of the number one gentleman in the royal city, but he also had two beautiful and noble fiancées at once, and although he had guessed from the words of the Duke that there was another mystery and that he might end up in a tragedy, others did not think so. The suitors of the two beauties are all over the royal city, and now they have become rivals, Lin Feng can only stay at home day by day, and occasionally inquire about the outside world through the two teachers.

But after the last letter from Manders, it disappeared, and Mr. Turing had already turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window, and the signal of the communication crystal he had recently given him was surprisingly poor, and there was no chance to contact him.

When it was time to eat, the newspaper was delivered on time, Lin Feng glanced at it, and silently put the knife and fork aside.

Headlines on the front page: New developments in federal diplomacy and Princess Ash's goodwill visit to the kingdom.

Here's a breakdown: Last year's attack on the Expedition is still under investigation, but it has not affected the Federation's attempts at friendly communication with Freljord. Princess Ash, the legendary leader of the Ice Shooter Clan, has responded to the friendship of the Federation and has come to the royal city......

Duke Marcus was rarely at home today, and it was even more rare to dine in formal clothes, and ordered someone to call Miss Lux.

After breakfast, the Duke stared at a pair of children, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Hurry up and prepare, and follow me into the palace." ”

"Ahem...... Is it an audience with His Majesty? Lin Feng choked on food.

"So anxious to see your cheap father-in-law?" Lord Duke glared, "No, go see someone equally important." Hurry up, I'll be waiting for you outside. ”

The duke seemed reluctant to say more, and hurriedly got up.

The carriage drove down the streets, and the orderly footsteps of the soldiers of the convoy were the only sounds, though monotonous.

The royal city, which is lively and prosperous on weekdays, is exceptionally quiet today, and it is difficult to find half a figure on the street. Occasionally, a few shrunken guys appeared around the corner, and after a while, they were driven aside by the patrols passing by, and it seemed that this was some heavyweight from the royal city.

Moreover, these patrols are also a bit weird and seem to belong to different camps.

As they approached the Imperial City, a dense patrol began to appear on the streets, wearing different types of armor and various insignia. A group passed by, and they and the Duke's palace guards saluted each other and shouted, "Hey, Demacia."

The same solemn and sacred slogans, the same soldiers, but no one knows who they are serving for, not even themselves.

The military is not supposed to have a mind, and they can't think of an answer at all. Everyone is just mechanically carrying out their own commands, like a group of puppets being held on a string.

In the spacious carriage, Marcus looked at a pair of children, trying to make his expression less solemn. It's not that he doesn't care about the little guys, it's just that he often doesn't know how to express them.

It was the same today, and Marcas could see that neither of them wanted to go out, and he didn't want to.

Even if you sit in a carriage with the coat of arms of a great family, even if you are protected by elite guards outside, even if you and your children have a skill. But every time he heard new footsteps outside, the Duke's heart tightened.

He knew very well that at this time, there was no absolutely safe place in the royal city, let alone absolutely safe people. He wanted to protect his children, but he knew that the best protection was for them to grow up quickly.

Politics and war go hand in hand, a fatalistic tragedy. Several world-destroying rune wars in history have long proved that no country in Valoran can create true peace.

The emergence of League of Legends is a new possibility, representing a bright and future future.

Marcus believes that both of them belong to that future, and that they must find future companions as soon as possible to forge a bright path together. And the person they were going to see today was clearly one of them.

Ice Shooter - Ash. The leader of the Ice Shooter tribe on the Frost Tundra, one of the legendary Three Sisters, and a direct descendant of the great god-level hero Avarosa.

Ash inherits the power of ice from his ancestors and is a powerful hero in League of Legends.

League of Legends was founded for peace, and with the mediation of the War College, Valoran did indeed end a large-scale war. Powerful nations and powers have joined the Alliance, and their seats in the Alliance's parliament have shaped the course of Valoran's history.

But there is no doubt that the heroes are the key to this alliance. When irreconcilable disputes arise in the Coalition Council, the battle of the heroes of each side in the arena will determine the final outcome. Therefore, the arena is also known as the land of justice, and the hero is the embodiment of justice.

The status of heroes is incomparable and unquestionable, as they represent the only hope for the birth of new gods after the end of the Age of the Gods, and are the carriers of the ultimate power of this world.

But heroes also need to grow, just as the current alliance is far less powerful than it seems. Every power in the alliance seeks to rise, and when the equilibrium is broken, the contradictions and strife hidden under the illusion of peace will be ignited in an even more ferocious way.

Once the greatest civilization on earth, Freljord ruled almost all of Valoran at its peak, but now it is synonymous with the desolate lands of the far north of the continent.

Freljord was powerful in his own right, so powerful that every force in the alliance was afraid of it and tried to win it over. But now it is in a long period of division, and the internal wars between the tribes have never stopped, constantly draining their overall strength.

It was unfortunate for Freljord, but it was the perfect time for the various forces in the alliance.

The tribes led by the three legendary sisters are the roots of Freljord and the source of chaos, and the unbroken ties in their veins mean hope for peace.

If Freljord is truly united, it will undoubtedly become an emerging power in the alliance, and whether it will be a friend or foe must be laid out from today.

The Ice Marksman's engagement with Debang is in the interest of both sides, and Princess Ash's trip is both to aid the Federation's diplomatic efforts and to find possible allies and support. However, the parliament did not want to see this situation, and the big aristocratic groups were ready to try to sabotage the alliance between the two countries.

The carriage entered the royal city, and it was checked several times along the way, and even the Duke had to go outside to be inspected.

Marcas simply let the carriage wait, led the two into the palace, and hurried to a side hall.

It is a tall and gorgeous building towering in the middle of the lake, shrouded in a layer of sparkling light, and the whole thing looks like a huge diamond.

When I walked in, I found that the lake had already frozen, and the cold air gathered from all sides to the location of the main hall, which made the whole building seem to become an ice sculpture.

Now that it's almost spring, the climate in Wangcheng has never been too cold, so it shouldn't have been like this. Lin Feng walked on the ice with some curiosity, and immediately sensed the majestic and vast ice magic aura.

The entire surface of the lake within a radius of several miles was frozen by ice magical energy, which was really a big deal, and the style of the Demacian royal family would never be so extravagant and absurd.

Lin Feng was stunned in his heart, and instantly found the only reasonable explanation: this is a kind of etiquette of the royal family, a very unique etiquette for extremely distinguished guests.

Thinking of the news in today's newspaper, the answer is self-explanatory.

Oh my God, it's Ash who I'm going to see today! (To be continued.) )