"Esfil—"

The Sorcering Enchantress scrutinized his file, her good-looking brows furrowed slightly, in fact, she knew about this ancient space mage who was also well-known in Noxus, but it was the first time that she had investigated him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nothing necessary.

Esfil is a real antique, not much younger than her trickster enchantress, one of the magicians who existed when Noxus was founded, as an old antique that has survived since ancient times, although Esfil has not been able to enter the legend for a long time, but his ability is not so easy to deny.

After all, after living for so many years, even if his true strength has declined, the treasures he collects and the wealth he has accumulated are enough to compensate for his strength to some extent.

After the death of the previous Generalissimo, Svein rose to prominence and gained the support of the vast majority of the Noxus Command, of which Esfil was one of his loyal supporters.

Svein's rise is a true legend in Noxus, even greater than the legend that Xiao Yue achieved in the arena back then.

Uh, it's far away, the tricky enchantress looked through Esfil's resume page by page, trying to find out what Xiao Yue felt, the part that was wrong.

"The War Machine had said that Esfil had met with Karthas somewhere, and even mentioned it when he met with Karthas, but there was no further abandonment, which made him feel very wrong," the Enchantress muttered as she flipped to a specific page number:

"If I'm not mistaken, Karthus should have left the capital of Noxus and headed for Shadow Isle in the seventh year of Demon Flame, then Esfil should have been in - "

Wait a minute, what's going on?

The trickster enchantress's eyes widened in astonishment, and she looked through the file, which clearly recorded that from the first year of the Demon Flame to the ninth year of the Demon Flame, Esfil, as a military mage in the war with the northern barbarians, fought abroad, and never returned to Noxus, let alone the imperial capital of Noxus.

So how could Esfil have a meeting with Karthus? How could they possibly know each other?

What's going on? Noxus records can't go wrong, these things have a lot of magical defenses, and trying to tamper with them is tantamount to breaching the Noxian Imperial Capital.

If there is nothing wrong with the record, then it can only be something else that is wrong, such as-

Memories of humanity!

The tricky enchantress instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and she suddenly remembered that Svein had recently specially hosted or even personally participated in an event, and subconsciously shuddered.

"A month ago, Svein rebuilt a protective shield around the Imperial Capital of Noxus, didn't he?" The Enchantress beckoned to the wizard who was waiting on the side and asked.

"Uh, yes," the wizard who was questioned looked surprised, wondering why the Enchantress would ask such a strange question, which was well known in Noxus, why LeBlanc would ask?

"No wonder," muttered the Enchantress, "no wonder Svein was so concerned about this, it turned out to be the reason. ”

The thing behind the Shadow Isle is, now that I think about it, really creepy!

Rao is the insight and heart of the tricky enchantress, and he is also in a cold sweat, this time he joins forces with the giants of Shadow Island to fight against Demacia, and it won't become a wolf into the house, right?

……

"Hah...... Ha ......"

Esfil gasped for breath and lay on the cold ground, beads of sweat the size of beans kept leaving on his cheeks, looking very painful.

"Well, do you think about anything now?"

Beside the old man Esfil, Svein asked coldly in his peculiar hoarse voice, leaning on crutches.

"Well, much better," Esfil replied not yet fully conscious, but still reluctantly, "I already remember,"

"What comes to mind?"

"I've never met Karthas at all, and I have no connection with the Qianjue Society," Esfil's head ached like a knife, struggling with the pain of having his memories returned, "All of this is a plan by an adult, a plan to verify a certain conjecture of an adult." ”

Lord Svein really has no last resort, even this kind of thing can be calculated.

"Now that you're awake, it's easy to say," Svein said coldly, "and now you should know, Death Singer, what Karthas is, right?" ”

"A pathetic puppet," Esfil replied.

"The puppet is not terrible, the terrible thing is the person who manipulates the puppet behind the scenes, and the so-called demigod Noxus Empire has not been put in his eyes, but the terrifying thing is that the existence that can easily create a demigod," Svein's face did not change, "Our Noxus heritage will definitely not be inferior to the Shadow Island, there is no doubt about this, but it is very necessary to be vigilant enough." ”

"Subordinates understand," Esfil nodded hurriedly.

"Now that you've regained your memory, I think you should understand what you're going to do next," Svein's eyes flashed with a hint of fineness, "Do what you have to do, understand?" ”

"Your subordinates understand," Esfil said reluctantly from the ground, respectfully, "and his subordinates will certainly live up to the marshal's expectations." ”

"It's good that you understand," Svein's voice was still so cold, "now that you know how to do it, let's do it,"

"Understand, subordinates retire,"

Svein looked at Esfil's departing figure and said in a deep voice, "Darius, you saw it all?" ”

"I see it all," a rough voice came from Svein's side, and then a burly man appeared beside Svein, it was none other than Darius, who had recently dominated the Noxus Command.

His relationship with Svein has always been very delicate, and the relationship between the two of them is declared to be a strategic alliance, but many times Darius obeys Svein's instructions, but Darius is not Svein's subordinate, and he has authority over Svein in many things.

Darius followed Svein's instructions, not because Svein was his boss, but because Svein usually thought it through when he was planning.

"We're going to get ready to do something about Demacia and the Isle of Shadows," Svein said in a deep voice, glancing at Darius, "You need to prepare." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"You go to the northern battlefield first," Svein narrowed his eyes, "pretend to be ready to fight those barbarians, but in reality you need to win over the trolls there, even if it may bring the Frost Witch one step closer to awakening, we need to numb Demacia's nerves and make sure that Freljord's idiots won't be able to attack when our main force moves out of the north." ”

"Understood, leave it to me, I still have some experience in the art of combining vertical and horizontal," Darius nodded heavily, "but with all due respect, even if we unite with Shadow Isle and Zaun, will we really be able to defeat Demacia and Piltover?" Even if we outwhelm them, considering the threat of the Void, considering the-"

"What's this—"

Svein walked to the window and looked into the distance from the peaks of the Noxian imperial capital, as if he were looking at something.

"It depends on whether the war machine carefully built by the trickster is as useful as she blows!"