"Pedal pedal pedal blah."

The metal cane slammed against the stone floor, and the smooth ground reflected the light of the rune lamps in the hallway, reflecting a tall, enchanting figure. The crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground was a woman. Her dress was a little too cool in such weather, her short blue-purple hair swayed slightly in her ears as she walked, and she wore a golden tiara with a dark blue gem inlaid on her head, exuding a charming and mysterious luster.

The black-gold cloak dragged the gentle sound of the wind, the slender hand grasped a cane, and some makeup was painted on the face, with a light smile, but there was no smile to be seen.

In the dark corridor, the light was not bright, only a few dim rune lamps hung on the wall. The woman walked to the end of the corridor, where a soldier in black and red armor stood with a sharp greatsword.

"Please give notice, LeBlanc, here for dispatch." The woman stepped forward and said with a smile, her voice charming but cold.

"Okay sir, wait a minute." The soldier nodded, bowed slightly, turned and opened the huge door and walked in.

The woman who called herself LeBlanc stood in the hallway, looked around, and leisurely touched her stand-up collar: "It's been a long time since I've been back." She looked at it, the smile on her face deepening.

After about half a minute, the door was reopened, and the soldier who had just entered walked out: "Lord LeBlanc, your lords have ordered you to enter. ”

"Okay." LeBlanc put his hands behind his back and nodded, "I'll go in now." ”

As he spoke, he walked unhurriedly through the door.

The door closed behind her, and inside the door was a large hall with a huge round table in the middle, and about a dozen figures sat at the table, watching LeBlanc walk in. It looked like a meeting, except that everyone except LeBlanc wore masks and black robes that concealed their identities, making it impossible to see who they really were.

LeBlanc smiled strangely, the people sitting here were all in power under Noxus, from various departments and families in Noxus. Their power was so great that even the Noxian general Darius and the strategist commander Svein were limited by them. Wearing a mask also takes these issues into account,

Their identities are protected as top secrets, and even they don't know each other's identities, which not only ensures their safety, but also ensures the impartiality of power, and will not be swayed by private interests.

It is only when decisions are made and deliberated that they gather here in a special way, and only when they make decisions here do they have almost absolute rights.

LeBlanc walked slowly to the round table and saluted gracefully: "Ladies and gentlemen, LeBlanc, I am here to answer your summons. ”

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Silence enveloped the conference hall, and the black-robed men were silent, silently watching LeBlanc straighten up after his salute.

The person sitting in the first seat asked in a dull voice, "LeBlanc, how is your black rose doing?" ”

LeBlanc held his cane and smiled: "As an intelligence organization or an underground organization, it is quite successful. ”

"Really?" The man groaned, and then asked, "Did you know that Demacia has recently started sending reinforcements to support the Ionian theater again?" "His two questions seem completely unrelated and unrelated at all.

LeBlanc's brows furrowed, and he looked into the other party's shadowy eyes: "You mean, the team that is heading towards the Mogro Mountain Trail?" ”

"Hmm." Another person spoke up, listening to an elderly woman's voice: "We have made an agreement with Zuan, and they have now sent troops to garrison the Iron Ridge Mountains. Therefore, if Demacia's team wants to continue to support Ionia, they can only cross the Mogro Trail and take a section of Acacia's mountain road from the Stormwind Plains. ”

"This team is currently led by Wing Quinn of Demacia, and there are a total of six thousand rune soldiers, although the number is not large. But the Ionian front has been tight lately, and any external force could lead to the collapse of the war. So we have to keep this team within the coastline. ”

"With all due respect, ma'am." LeBlanc glanced at the other party: "Black Rose is not a frontal combat unit, right?" ”

"We get that." The person sitting on the far left propped his chin: "We didn't let you drag Quinn's troops either, we just wanted you to find someone, and she would help." ”

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After a pause and as if thinking for a while, LeBlanc raised his eyes and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Who can solve the pressure on an army of 6,000 men? Unless that person has relative equal abilities, or rights. For example, the lord of a city.

But there are not many cities around Noxus that can send 6,000 troops, not to mention that Noxus has a very bad reputation now, so it is only in crazy places like Zuan that troops will come to the rescue, and other cities simply avoid it. These people simply dumped her with a mess.

"It's not a difficult thing, just a defected war criminal."

"We want you to find the Blade of Trickery."

"Let her dispose of Quinn. That army would naturally be paralyzed, wouldn't it? ”

The conference hall was quiet, and there was almost no sound after no one spoke. LeBlanc looked at the people at the table: "Will she listen to us?" ”

"Negotiations." One of the people sitting on the right side said aloud, "Isn't that what you're good at?" If she is willing to accept it, after this incident, we will not be responsible for her and Riven's defection, there will be no more chasing troops, and we can shelter them if necessary. ”

"I think she should also understand that we are not catching them now because we are in a time of war and we can't spare our hands. After all, there were only two of them, and when the war was over, we or any city would start a formal hunt, and they would not be able to run away. And the charges against them are not exaggerated to die ten times. ”

"Tell her that even if she doesn't think about herself, she should think about Rui Wen, after all, she is her savior."

In the dark and gloomy conference hall, only the sound of LeBlan's shallow breathing, and the eyes of the black-robed men sitting around the table were fixed on her.

Looking deeply at the person in front of him, LeBlanc raised his eyebrows and showed a faint smile again, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he bent down and saluted: "Understood, I will follow your wishes." ”

"Ding, ding, ding..."

A small road on the side of the mountain, around June, summer is in full bloom, and the trees in the mountains are green. Mixed with the sound of gurgling water, the trails between the mountains and forests faintly heard the crisp sound of bells from time to time. Sometimes it can be heard, sometimes it can't be heard, it seems to be there and it is not. The gentle sound of the bell is like the chirping of a bird, adding a lightness to the mountains.

A dense forest between the Plains of the Storm and Noxus, a village is almost isolated, remote but with a rare sense of tranquility.

The bell was getting closer and clearer, the clear spring water was flowing in the shallows made of stones, and at the end of the mountain road came a dark-haired girl. She has rare black hair and black eyes, wears a sleeveless black civilian dress, and carries a basket made of bamboo and wood behind her back, and holds these unrecognizable plants in a frame. She had a short red rope tied around her waist, and a silver bell was tied to the short rope, and the bell was supposed to come from there.

The girl lowered her head, looked at an unknown book in her hand, and her ankle-baring boots, stepped on the running water, and stretched out her hand to pluck a weed in the shallow stream. There are some drops of water in her sideburns, hanging down next to her side face, and her delicate face has these charms and heroic spirits, looking like elves in the mountains and forests from a distance.

"Blood Cleansing Grass. Stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation, this should be it. An Chen looked at the book in his hand, the page was painted with the appearance of a medicinal herb, and the use of the herb was explained next to it. Looking at the drawing of the herb, it was seven or eight points similar to the grass in An Chen's hand.

After leaving the Shurima Desert, Anchen had nowhere to go, and on the way through the Storm Plains, he passed by the village at the foot of the mountain here, and settled down temporarily.

The village is remote, with few cities around, but there is a sense of calm. In ordinary days, Anchen has lived here for several months unknowingly.

She claims to be a herbalist, but in fact, some of the medical skills she knows are just some book knowledge that she has learned and sold, and she can cope with it. Of course, she didn't learn some medical skills just for identity reasons, but also because she had some problems herself.

"Non-toxic, slightly bitter." An Chen held the new herb book that the shadow clone brought back from outside a few days ago in one hand, and the herbs he had just picked in the other, and raised his eyebrows: "Slightly bitter? Eat, eat, see,"

As he spoke, he pinched a leaf and put it in his mouth casually, and tried to chew it. Along with the blades of grass, the slightly astringent grass juice flows into the mouth. After that, there was an unbearable spicy smell that suddenly overflowed.

"Poof! Ahem. An Chen spit out the leaves in his mouth, and in a panic, he reached out and picked up a handful of stream water and drank it into his mouth, and drank a few sips.

Because there is no special teaching, Anchen's main way to identify herbs is to taste them, so that her body can taste them, but they are not affected by toxins, otherwise a few lives will not be enough for her.

"Hell." Covering his mouth and wiping the water marks at the corners of his mouth, the taste just now was simply a strengthened version of a seasoning called mustard in the previous life, An Chen's eyes were choked with tears, and he flipped through the herbal book in his hand: "Ahem, it's almost exactly the same." ”

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"Bump." The bamboo basket was casually thrown on the grass by the stream, and the pile of herbs inside turned upside down, leaving a broken leaf.

An Chen sat on the ground, untied the laces of his boots, and took off the boots, revealing his white feet. He took the boot in his hand and poured it down, and a few small pebbles were poured out along with the soaked river sand.

Although the water in this mountain stream is clear, the water always carries some sand and rocks, and it is very uncomfortable to be washed into your shoes by the current.

There was a simple fire beside him, and three or two river fish were smoked and roasted with branches.

Putting his boots aside, Anchen removed a small pot from his waist and unscrewed the lid. Raising his head, the sweet liquor flowed out of the jug and poured into his throat with a feeling of burning flames.

"Hmm!" An Chen's eyes narrowed, he swallowed the wine, and a layer of pink climbed on his face.

"Huh." Satisfied with a wine burp, the whole person looks a little dizzy, although because of physical reasons, it is impossible to get drunk, but this does not prevent her from occasionally taking a sip or two for recreation.

Lying on the grass, the tip of his nose smelled a little of the unique smell of grass, picked up the slightly charred grilled fish that had been roasted on the fire, An Chen took a bite, and lazily looked at the sky through the leaves above his head.

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Let me clarify here, there are no eunuchs, I just have to take the college entrance examination, so the update will be resumed after the college entrance examination, but that is also in June. Ahem, I'm sorry. During this time, there were probably only a few chapters on and off.