Chapter Twenty-Six, A Transaction

Two of the jewels of the Du Kecao family, one is already a famous ominous blade on the continent of Valoran, affectionately known as the Dark's closest companions! One is to become a diplomat who is famous for his elegance and nobility in the Valoran continent, and even Demacia, who is hostile to Noxus, can't help but admit that Cassiopeia, the daughter born from the cold-blooded butcher family, has an impeccable elegant aristocratic temperament that even the old nobles have never had in the family.

Ruiwen, who used to be the first recruit in Alder City, and now is about to take command of a knight order, has the noble surname of Constantine, and Tyrone, who is following the famous Imperial general Du Kekao, are now considered to be famous.

And what about Augustus? It has been nearly six years since Fransed left the city, and although he has received the Order of the Iron Oak, which is coveted by many Noxian generals, it cannot change the embarrassment of the current situation of less than 100 knights, and more importantly, he was banished by General Burnham to the dry and bitter cold land of Ferreljord.

Now, even if Augustus walked into St. Peter's city with a hundred knights who had been painstakingly cultivated, how many people remembered this young man who had made a splash in St. Peter's Egustinian Lecture Hall half a year ago, and even General Burnham was willing to be his foil?

Moreover, even if Burnham had conveyed his will to return to St. Peter's city, Augustus would never have complied. Augustus, who belonged to the grassroots commoners, had his own persistence and pride, and if he did not mix his personal appearance, he would never have set foot in St. Peter's City, an imperial capital full of Noxian nobles.

The high knights of the Sect of Equilibrium had always been very incomprehensible to Augustus. Augustus was able to enjoy himself with the lowly commoners, and was willing to drink and eat with their lowly servants. But in the face of any nobleman, Augustus liked to face it with condescending and even unspeakable domineering.

Didn't the Noxian Empire say that you should be respectful and courteous to nobles, and that you should be arrogant and noble to slaves and commoners? But what about Augustus?

When he was outside St. Peter's City, he was faced with the question of Svein, a great man who was on crutches and almost affected the direction of the Noxian Empire: General Burnham expects you to return to Noxus? Augustus replied calmly and proudly: "I will return to Noxus with the glory bestowed by the gods." Hopefully, by then, General Burnham will be ready to give me the three Iron Oak Medals! ”

Augustus is a mystery to Huo Nan, a puzzle that has taken a lifetime to explore and cannot solve! Knight Huo Nan felt that exploring Augustus was much more difficult and obscure than cultivating the seemingly simple but actually obscure way of equilibrium. From time to time, Huo Nan couldn't help but wonder if the most talented Lord Akali could see through the soul and heart of his master.

And what is happening at this moment is even more incomprehensible to Knight Huonan. As a commoner who broke into the nobility of Noxus, Augustus was known for his maverick behavior, and Augustus and the ice archer queen, who had the best hope of unifying Ferreljord, lay on a chuang, and the two were so close that it could be said that they reached that kind of intimacy.

But there was no trace of **** color in the eyes of the two, and they looked at each other with a scrutinizing gaze that ordinary people could not imagine.

Reaching out and putting his arm around Ash's shoulder, he stared at the ice archer queen in front of him, whose eyes were outrageously serene and showed a hint of madness and determination. Augustus' eyes flashed with pity, and he asked softly a question that seemed to be on the wrong side: "Offended question, Princess Ash, do you have anyone you like?" ”

Ash shook his head and replied calmly, "I only have Ferreljord in my heart!" ”

Augustus sighed deliberately, what a woman who could morally crush herself. The hand slid from the shoulder to Ash's waist again, and with a slight force, he directly moved Ash, who was looking at him, and turned over, and the right hand that had been holding the delicate but sharp scimitar tightly also relaxed. With his hands around Eshina's waist, which had been coveted by the men of Ferreljord, Augustus moved gently, feeling as if he was embracing the world reverently, kissing the gods, and even carrying an inexplicable but very natural humility.

Lying on her chuang, her hands resting on her head, and still the Augustus blasphemy, Ash maintains the dignity of a woman: even if the body is desecrated and conquered, the soul is noble and pure. Sanctanct. For this sentence, Augustus scoffed at it, where is there such a rational woman in this world?

Didn't you say that? "The road to a woman's heart leads to ****!". This sentence, which was stored in Augustus's memory in his previous life, has always been regarded by Augustus as a wise saying, the soul is sacrosanct, and the conquest of the body is not the conquest and exploration of the soul? ?

But at the moment of eye contact with Ash, Augustus suddenly had a ridiculous illusion in his heart, maybe I could conquer this woman's body, but for her soul. But it is like following the path that LeBlanc has walked on a side by side with the gods, with no end in sight and no end in sight.

He took a deep breath and slapped away this hateful thought that he shouldn't have. The arms were once again tightly closed, merging Ash's body with herself. But Augustus felt that he was always a little bit away from him, and he couldn't succeed. Looking at Ash who was as cold as ice. Augustus sneered, "Princess Ash, are you really willing to give your pure body to a man who is not even a nobleman in Noxus?" ”

Ash smiled slightly, turned around and faced Augustus, a pair of eyes like black gems stared at Augustus without blinking, as if he had seen through Augustus's soul that had built layers of defensive walls to block communication with the outside world, and said softly: "I will not lead my people astray, and dear Mr. Augustus, I already know everything about you, so I chose you!" ”

Augustus felt as if he had seen Ash for the first time, looking at Ash's penetrating eyes, which were completely different from those at the banquet, Augustus did not continue to blaspheme the Ash princess, and sighed lightly: "I can already see from your eyes that I can't influence your choice, but I really want to know why you chose me, a man who is not even a nobleman with only three Iron Oak Medals." ”

Ash chuckled softly, and instead of giving a broad argumentative remark, he whispered, "Is the gallows of Sark enough?" ”

Augustus' face was visibly glazed. The smile that was definitely in line with the aristocratic temperament was also slightly stiff.

Noxus launched a brazen holy war against Idemacia, and then the empires of Acacia, Ionia, Zaun, and Pittover were involved. This holy war is not only a confrontation between nations, but also the expansion of the religious power of the Holy See. As a result, many spectacular gallows were formed in many battles.

Sakh City is one of them.

In this battle, the Demacian Empire invested 200,000 troops, and Noxus invested 170,000 troops, including the entire Knights of the Hundred Leaf Flowers, a total of 3,000 Imperial Knights, and 1,000 Knights of the Light Knights who belonged to the Holy See and had an average level of at least high-ranking knights.

Nearly 400,000 troops, a total of nearly 800,000 people, directly or indirectly joined this large-scale war that has rarely been seen even in the history of Noxus. In the end, the battle ended with the loss of more than half of Demacia's 200,000 Glory Legions, and the tragic death of 300 Night Hunters hidden in Sark City, in exchange for the cost of nearly 110,000 losses of Noxus.

The Sarktown Gallows is definitely a cold watch from many of the generals who control the pace of the battle, as well as those who hide behind the scenes. Something unexpected happened to politicians who were directing the progress of the battle. And the trigger for this incident turned out to be an Iron Oak Medal, to be precise, because of the death of a person.

Knights of the Hundred Leaf Flowers, Fransted!

When Fransted, a member of the Knights of the Hundred Leaves, helped Augustus win an important Iron Oak Medal at the cost of his life, and looked at Fransted, whose life had dried up, and even the obscure and dark necromancer could not resurrect him, Augustus quietly accompanied Fransted until he passed away.

Then the cold layout forced the garrison of the Demacian Empire, the Noxian Empire in Sark City, and the power of the Holy See into a place where there was no room for turnaround, and finally personally lit the fuse of this war.

In the battle of the Gallows of Sarktown, Augustus managed to capture an Iron Oak Medal, a Golden Eagle Medal, and a series of faith points that broke the Holy See's record with a hand that even the Noxian army and the Holy See knights felt terrified.

Hitler, the head of the Knights of the Hundred Leaves, who commanded the battle of the Gallows of Sark, and Charlotte, the head of the Knight of Light who belonged to the Holy See, looked at the peaceful young man who was crouching on the ground and reverently carved a holy cross of the Holy See, clasped his hands together, and calmly recited the scriptures that sent the dead to heaven.

At this moment, if people who don't know the identity of the young man would never have imagined that this young man was frantically harvesting the heads of the army of the Demacian Empire in the gallows of Sark City, and in the Demacian Empire and the Noxian Empire, he was known as a cold-blooded butcher and imperial scavenger, and the title of Augustus.

Both Hitler and Charlotte had the idea that Augustus was the general who commanded the gallows in Sarktown.

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Squinting at the recollection of a past he didn't want to recall, Augustus sighed softly. Staring at Ash, he asked softly, "Are you willing to believe the promise made by a cold-blooded butcher who will stop at nothing to achieve merit?" ”

Ash smiled slightly, hugged Augustus for the first time, and showed a trace of cunning that did not match the temperament of the leader of the Ice Archer tribe on a delicate face that was enough to make any man seduced, blinked, and said softly: "I believe in a knight who did not hesitate to ignite the war between Demacia and Noxussi for the sake of his relatives, of course this is a smart and handsome knight. ”

Augustus glanced over and made a clerical ritual of the Holy Empire on his chest. The voice was calm and reverent, "Congratulations, Princess Ash, for entering the dark world of Augustus!" ”

In a flash. Ash felt the darkness envelop him, and there was only this Augustus with a faint smile in front of him, Ash smiled softly, just hugged Augustus, and also walked into the dark world of Augustus, with a voice that only he could hear. Muttered to himself, "Ash, it's just a deal, a deal, for Fereljord. ”

Augustus smiled lightly, and his handsome face, which had been tense, relaxed. Revealing a tired but unwilling face, she reached out and took off the Iron Oak Medal pinned to her chest and put it on the surface of the calm but body that had betrayed herself, Princess Ash, and said softly: "This is part of the reward I paid in advance." ”

PowerbyYOZOSOFT (To be continued.) )