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Chapter 67: The Mighty Heir to the Laurent Family

Full of playfulness, banter, desire, indifference and other complex eyes, gathered on the banquet held by the patriarch of the Constantine family, the uninvited guest, this group of young people of the Noxian Empire, some of whom had not yet worn the Order of Nobility, did not look at the heir of the family in front of him, who claimed to be from Laurent, who was once from the glory of the Laurent, but was the heir of the disgrace of the empire!

If the heir of a family is not male, what purity does the family have? Contempt, contempt, and even disregard. These eyes fell on Fiona without mercy and without any mercy.

But these glances were only from a moment ago.

Svein's palm rubbed lightly against the golden cane, and he didn't even know what words to use to express his gratitude to the heir of the Laurent family in front of him, who was very cooperative with his words.

"General Svein, they are terrible, but in my eyes the only one who is really terrible is General Svein." These words, which came from the mouth of Fiona, the heir of the Laurent family in front of him, are now reverberating in Svein's mind.

Is this a provocation to the youth of the Noxian Empire? Svein glanced lightly at the moment and extremely depressed, all his eyes looked coldly at the young man of Noxus who was the heir of the Laurent family, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was exactly what he wanted.

"The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, this is Noxus! Even a pack of lions can be strong and weak. Only the truly strong can control their own destiny and the destiny of others! "Svein, who has always followed the teachings taught to him by General Burnham, is an out-and-out law of the jungle, and the future pillar of the Noxus Empire will definitely not be a simple guy who has not killed people or calculated people, and such a person should never exist in the Noxian Empire.

The young men, who felt the contempt and disregard of the heirs of the Laurent family, and considered themselves the best young men in the Noxian Empire, probably did not expect that they had fallen into the calculations of Lord Svein, whom they respected so much.

"Have you heard the heir of the Laurent family?" Svein glanced at the young men in the hall who were no longer laughing. Said calmly.

No one responded, but it was the best answer for Svein.

"The dignity of the Noxian Empire needs to be won back by the inhabitants of the Noxian Empire themselves, and now that you have suffered the shame of others, are you ready to laugh at it? If so, well, you can all go back to farming with your parents! A deep voice rang out at the banquet.

Low but like a thunderclap falling to the ground.

Bang exploded a big hole in the hearts of this group of Noxian geniuses, a big hole of anger and hatred.

In an instant, the silent dinner party immediately became noisy.

A battle in full swing is inevitable!

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St. Peter's City, as the imperial capital of Noxus. Even the lowly plebeian districts, which were not treated well by the aristocracy, were less tasteful in the houses of the nobles of the remote towns that were not holy-favored by St. Peter's in the mouth.

This is not nonsense.

This has happened more than once in St. Peter's City, where some lords from remote Noxus came to St. Peter's Castle to pay homage to Noxus the Great, and used the residences of ordinary rich people and bankers as the villas of some ancient nobles.

The jokes never stopped. Therefore, there has always been a saying in the aristocratic district of St. Peter's that nobles who have not entered St. Peter's cannot be considered real nobles, and even if a foreigner with good cultivation can only step into the streets of St. Gouro Churchill, he will be as surprised and stunned as a commoner who has never seen the world.

All along, living in St. Peter's City, both nobles and commoners have a sense of superiority over ordinary people. This sense of superiority is not cultivated overnight. Rather, it has been cultivated for a long time and has a subtle influence.

Looking at the majestic and magnificent place in front of you. But it didn't look like a gorgeous castle, and the woman, dressed in a costume that was contrary to Noxus, calmly looked at the castle that was supreme in the hearts of the inhabitants of Noxus.

There are many castles in St. Peter's that are older and more luxurious than this one, but there is no castle that can replace this castle, and it has a name that every resident of St. Peter's is very familiar with: St. Peter's Castle.

The castle named after St. Peter's was inhabited only by those who stood at the heart of the power of the Noxian Empire.

"I wish I could see that one in His Majesty's mouth is both respectful and disgusting. The old man who dominated the ups and downs of the Valoran continent for half a century, unfortunately, such an old man has died in the world! Unlike the other people's heartfelt awe and reverence for this castle, this woman who was not a resident of the Noxian Empire said this sentence in a voice that was not very sharp, and there was only playfulness in her eyes.

It's like a superior person watching a subordinate perform like a clown! But immediately, the woman in pale cyan armor restrained the banter on her face. calmed down a large number of St. Peter's Castle, which has stood here since the birth of the Noxian Empire, and said softly: "I have killed many people in the Noxian Empire, but for you, Princess Kiris, I can only bring a deep regret, maybe the biggest mistake in your life should not have been born in the Noxian royal family, maybe you should not have appeared in the political arena of the Noxian Empire in this life!" ”

After the woman said this softly, she suddenly leaped into the air, as fast as a cyan lightning bolt, and revered St. Peter's Castle, which was heavily guarded by the Bloodthirsty Knights.

The strength of this thin-looking woman who burst out at that moment was not inferior to that of Caterina, who had been training hard, and the Noxus Empire was proud of her.

The woman who sneaked into St. Peter's Castle, one of the holiest sites in the Noxian Empire, in the dark, may never know that when he wandered at the gates of St. Peter's Castle, there was an astrological tower that looked very discordant with the ancient castle just south of St. Peter's Castle, which was like a king.

On the astrology floor, a slender old man stood in front of the window, and his eyes as deep as an abyss gazed calmly as he climbed through the walls of St. Peter's Castle and broke into the uninvited guests of St. Peter's Castle.

The old man didn't make any moves, glanced at it lightly, then bent down, and continued to furnish the whole room was a dominary bone card, which was held in the dry hand, but he didn't put it down.

Every wrong step in the world of magic means falling into the abyss.

The world has forgotten the old man who studied magic in this ordinary but extraordinary astrological building, but those who remember this old man will never show any contempt, and they will stand respectfully in front of this old man who is older than General Burnham and listen to the teachings.

He has a name that has been sealed by time and history.

In the annals of the Noxian Empire, there are only a few references to this old man, but it is enough to amaze any Noxian inhabitant.

He was the adoptive father of General Burnham, the great man who dominated the continent of Valoran for half a century, Prince Nocoppenser.

A big man who has been sealed in the dust of history.

Looking at the magic array in front of him, which looked like a Pandora's labyrinth, Prince Nocopanse removed the tortoiseshell eyes from the bridge of his nose and muttered, "Is eternal life really a forbidden area set by the gods for mankind?" No, there should be some secrets in this that I can't see, maybe if you uncover him, eternal life will no longer be a dream! ”

The words of a madman, but have to admit that this is a great madman.

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Heir to the Laurent family? No matter how brilliant the Laurent family is, it is just the glory of the Demacian Empire, which is full of bad seeds and soft eggs, and in the Noxian Empire, even the Laurent family who brought glory in the past is just a clown, not to mention the heir of the Laurent family who can't get along in the Demacian Empire in front of him?

The corners of Barton's mouth hooked up a sneer, before Fiona's words landed, he was interested in conquering the cold and compelling woman in front of him, but now, he still wanted to conquer the woman in front of him, but not only conquered on chuang, this woman can only be called a slave under chuang.

A proud woman will always have only one possibility in front of a powerful man, and that is to tear off that proud cloak and moan like a woman.

Placing the wine on the table beside him, Barton stepped forward, ready to teach the woman from that stupid country of Demacia what to call a warrior of the Noxian Empire.

Looking at Barton, who was the first to stand up, a smile overflowed from the corner of Svein's mouth, in Barton's opinion, Svein was relieved by his appearance, and his originally inflated confidence was even more excited at this moment. And in reality?

The old woman whom Svein respected very much broke the essence in one sentence: "Only failure can create an indomitable strongman, and most of the so-called young heroes of the empire are just a group of clowns who have not experienced defeat and blood, how can they support the great banner of Noxus?" Little Svein, I find that you seem to have obtained the true biography of your teacher, General Burnham! ”

Svein bent down slightly, bowed and said, "If the empire doesn't have a young man who can defeat the heir of the Laurent family in front of me, I don't mind thinking about bringing the shame of the Demacian Empire into the Noxian Empire." There is only one criterion for becoming a resident of the empire, and that is to be truly strong. ”

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