Chapter 39: Looking Up

The recruit meeting held in Stirolan Square is in full swing. The area with the best view, specially prepared for nobles and ministers, was filled with people, and in the position of Lord Ergat, who was supposed to be the noble earl and the most popular lord of Augart City, sat the pious Holy See Archbishop Raphael, who was the divine incarnation in the hearts of the common people.

It is really unbelievable that the lord of Urgart, who has always been fond of the bloody battles of the recruit conference, has been absent from the recruit conference for two consecutive days.

Many well-intentioned people looked at Augustus, who was standing at the bottom of Stiroland Square, carrying a fierce bow and quiver, and holding a very quaint and even clumsy broadsword. It's a cute and pitiful lucky one. ”

Pompey's face in the aristocratic district was calm, and Solit, who was dressed in a bright white robe, and Solit, who was still wrapped in a piercing bandage, glanced at the cold Augustus, and then looked at the young master Pompey of the Gnaeus family who was already declining in front of him, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The rise and establishment of a nobleman takes several generations of efforts, and a wrong decision can lead to the destruction of a rising nobleman in an instant!" What about a nobleman who is dying? Master Pompey, I heard that you like to study the General History of Noxus, and you have more say in this regard than I do, do you say that what I said is correct? ”

Pompey, with a bright, unpretentious smile on his face, replied elegantly and politely, "Of course! It is difficult for a nobleman who has been declining to rise again, and a mistake is likely to lead a glorious nobleman to the abyss of destruction! The Rotonchild family and the Condestaminian family, who used to control the power of Noxus, finally lost the dominance of the empire because of a mistake! But at the time they thought it was just a minor mistake, didn't they? Solit. ”

Solit smiled and nodded, and shifted his gaze to Augustus again, his eyes were cold, and he secretly laughed in his heart: "Augustus? Do you have what it takes to be Burnham? Someone like General Darkwell? Even if you have the ability. But I'm not going to give you that chance either! ”

The Rothonchild family and the Condelstein family, who were at their peak in the past, dominated the authority of Noxus, but unfortunately some unreasonable measures made to the children of the former dilapidated nobles caused this giant hand that had hovered over Noxus for nearly fifty years to disappear! Although the Rothonchild and Condelstein families are still there, they are no longer as famous as they once were.

The son of the old ragged aristocracy is Burnham, who now controls the Noxus Federation? General Darkwell.

Solit and many other nobles did not feel much regret about the decay of the Rothonchild and Condelstein families, but simply sighed: "If Rothonchild and the Condesteen family knew that the broken noble son would threaten them, they would definitely have annihilated it before the crisis came." ”

In fact, the two families of Rothonchild and Conderstein did not regret their treatment of Burnham back then? Darkwell's oppression, but regrets why he didn't completely eradicate this guy in the first place, so that he had a chance to bite back.

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, nipping the crisis in the bud, this is the most essential common point of the aristocracy. As for elegance, hypocrisy is the superficial common denominator of the aristocracy. If an ordinary commoner does not understand this, he will always be one step away from the door of the nobles, and even if he is lucky enough to be favored by the goddess of luck, he will fall out of the circle of nobles after becoming a nobleman.

Augustus turned his gaze away from the tense and bloody battle of the square, and moved to a woman holding a sword that did not match her slender and slender body, and the girl in the pleated skirt that was the most popular in Noxus at the moment was staring at him with very unfriendly eyes, Augustus showed a smile on his face, and he looked at the female man who had shocked the audience with a one-on-four in the square yesterday. Today, Rui Wen, who is like a noble lady, is not stingy, showing a bright smile, he raised his free left hand, and said loudly and unscrupulously to the woman dressed as a lady: "Now, later." I will engrave in your psyche a name that you will look up to for the rest of your life, Augustus! Although it is destined that many people will look up to you in the future. ”

The heroic voice was heard in the square, but because of the fighting on the stage and the roaring and cheering of the audience, Augustus's voice was not too loud.

When Augustus saw a hint of surprise in the heavy coldness on Rivien's beautiful doll-like face. Augustus burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Rui Wen waved the long sword in her hand, and her face hooked up a gripping arc that Augustus hadn't noticed, and she smiled.

"Men are inherently accustomed to making women look up to them. Without looking up at the starry sky, this instinct may be consumed by the hardships of a poor life, or it may be buried by the poor aristocratic education and the luxurious life of food and clothing. But Augustus, do you have what it takes to make me Rivan? Does Konstantin look up? Rui Wen muttered to herself as she looked at Augustus, who had already turned behind her to look intently at the battle in the square.

If anyone notices and hears Rui Wen's words, they will be surprised. Rivien? Konstantin, an ordinary Noxian commoner, rarely had a surname, such as Augustus, only the name Augustus.

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The long-awaited lord of Urgat in Styroland Square was blocked in front of the lord's mansion by a strange young man. Originally, after the lord of Urgart City dealt with some of the more urgent and tricky business in Al Trev, he was ready to look at Stirolan Square and rush to it.

With Augustus appearing today, Urgat, who is a little interested in Augustus, doesn't want to miss this good show. But just as the Venerable City Lord of Urgat stepped out of the City Lord's Mansion, a clear and rich voice sounded in his ears: "Lord Earl, I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder if Lord Count still remembers me as a person??" ”

A smile on the corner of his mouth, a young man dressed in a typical aristocratic robe met Urgat's eyes. The moment he looked at the young man, Ergarth's pupils shrank sharply, and then he let out a loud laugh, "It's you kid, Fransted!" ”

Fransted, who had met Augustus once, looked at the city lord who controlled the power of life and death in the city, with a faint smile on his face, bent down slightly, and said softly: "Sir, don't you want to ask me to see your glorious palace??? ”

Ergarth laughed and turned back, followed by Fransted.

Therefore, the lord of Urgart changed his itinerary and returned to the lord's mansion with this nobleman named Fransted.

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In addition to many thick and obscure ancient books, such as "The Teachings", "Castle in the Sky", "Qurilan" and other famous holy papal classics, there are also some best-selling books in the Valoran continent such as "Blood and Roses" and "Dragon and Sword". It can be seen that the city lord of Urgat is not so hideous, rude and vulgar as he looks.

There is also a small bookcase on one side of the bookshelf, which does not contain any books, but is full of some broken blades and armor, and if you look closely, you can see that the broken blades and broken armor still have spots of blood.

Holding a knife with a blade that already had more than a dozen notches on the hilt of the blade covered with crimson rust, there was silence for a moment, and Francide sighed: "Glory and death often go hand in hand, but we can't tell whether the road ahead is a broad road full of glory or a dark road of death. Just as we don't know that the glorious Battle of Marseille brought out the famous Wolf Legion of Noxus! ”

Standing behind Fransted, Urgat's face was calm, but his expression was indescribably cold. He quietly looked at the saber worn by the sharpest swordsman in the former wolf legion, and said with cold hatred: "Their deaths are all in my heart, as long as I have the opportunity, I will not forget to ask the Demacian Empire for it." ”

Four years ago, in the year 1397 of the Valoran calendar, 3,000 remnant wolf soldiers confronted the most elite Shieldshield Knights of Marseille and Demacia Empire, and launched a fierce and bloody battle, and finally delayed the opportunity for the Shielded Knights to capture the Marseille Fortress at the cost of the death of all the remnant wolf soldiers, and finally the Shieldshield Knights had to abandon their original plan and retreat from the Noxian border.

Only three of the wolf legions survived that day.

Fransted was one of the commanders of the Wolf Soldiers, and Urgat was the commander of the Wolf Soldiers, who had disappeared as a cloud of smoke.

Sighing slightly, Franste put down the blade in his hand, looked back at Urgat, who was standing behind him, and said: "No one dies, but the wolf lives forever!" Captain Ergat, the Wolf Soldier Regiment trusts you to help us get what we want! ”

Snapping, standing up straight, Fransted gave a military salute to Ergarth.

At this moment, the city lord of Ergat, who was as cunning as a fox and as sinister as a snake in the eyes of the nobles, suddenly laughed like a child without any scheming, and there were tears in his eyes, which did not drip after all. (To be continued.) )