The rest was simple, King Demacia and Kieran sent their representatives to sit down with Darius and the Overseers of the Ionian Presbyterians.

During this period, Darius crossed his hands with an unhappy expression, he had nothing to say, everything was proposed by a mysterious black-robed man behind him.

The final result of the three-way exchange of views was as expected, with Noxus and Ionia, as the two sides of the crystal simulation battlefield, betting on Ionia's national fortune to take a best-of-three approach and play in the Great Hall of the War College a month later.

For a month from now, the two sides can choose the participants, and any contestant can go to the auditorium at any time to practice the operation of the crystal simulation war.

Mo Tie, as an important "negotiator" on the Ionian side, was also pulled over to observe, and his main role was to attract the cold gaze of Darius to eat people.

But he was soon drawn to the content of the negotiations.

Crystal? Summoning the Canyon? Mock war?

Isn't this familiar term a game of "creating happiness with the heart"?

Mo Tie's curiosity was attracted unprecedentedly, he knew that the Valoran world was originally a game world, but the characters in the game played games, playing by themselves, and operated by gods?

At the end of the negotiations, Darius made a subordinate request for Draven's release, in which case the Ionian Presbyterians, of course, were more than less, and readily agreed.

Irelia was embarrassed by the side, and secretly shook her head at the presbyterian council's self-assertions, Draven was caught by Mo Tie, and was still locked up in the camp of the Wings of Freedom, and the elders had at least asked Mo Tie before giving a reply.

After the negotiations, Irelia approached Mo Tie and apologized very sincerely, she didn't want the Presbyterian Church's offense to make a bad impression on Mo Tie.

"Oh, the captive, it's okay, I don't mind. But I have something I want to trouble you, I don't know if you can agree? ”

Mo Tie thought for a while and said.

Irelia patted her towering chest and said loudly, "Please! ”

Mo Tie laughed, waved his hand and said, "Don't be so serious, I'll just ask, when you participate in the mock war, you will select a few reservists, if it is convenient, can you count me as one?" ”

Irelia was stunned, she didn't think that Master Mo Tie was joking, and she didn't think that the master was actually planning to visit the free "Internet café", she thought that the master was well-informed, and had seen the ancient crystals of the War College, and planned to help Ionia in the simulated war competition again.

"Master ......" Irelia was very moved, how could she not meet such an enthusiastic master before?

"You're such a nice person!"

Mo Tie: "??? ”

After the negotiations, there were a few remaining issues to be resolved, the first being that Galen found Lux, who was revered by the Ionian soldiers as the "Goddess of Radiance" at the Freedom Wings camp.

His sister turned out to be an evil mage—true Demacians believe that mages are all evil—and ran off to the battlefield.

Even though Lux was on the same side as him, he still couldn't accept this fact, and presumably neither could his father and mother.

And his friend Gavin, he is the prince of Demacia, his identity determines that he can't favor himself, does he want to judge his sister like he used to judge his friend Talion?

Galen and his sister were relatively speechless in their anguish, and it was a long time before he asked what had happened.

Lux plucked up her courage, remembered what the teacher had said, and said:

"Brother, there is no good or evil in the power itself, the focus is on the person who uses it."

Galen's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that his sister had turned her back on the most basic honor of the Demacians—spitting on the mage.

Instead of refuting Lux's words, he returned to the Dreadnought Legion camp in despair, and he had to look inside himself and figure out his true attitude before he could decide in what capacity to talk to Lux.

The second question is Mo Tie's identity, and the dean of the War Academy, Kieran, and the vice deans, Reze and Gugaras, invite Mo Tie to dinner.

The Overseer of the Ionian Presbyterian Church was also in attendance, and on behalf of the Presbyterian Church, he expressed his heartfelt thanks to Motie.

"Master Mo Tie, it is really hard for you and your subordinates to come thousands of miles to our poor country. We didn't have anything to offer, so we could only express our gratitude with a glass of thin wine. If you have any needs, just ask, we will definitely meet you. ”

Dean Kieran's brows furrowed slightly, the Council of Elders was so stingy, a few dry "thank you" wanted to send away such a big favor?

This is not the Ionian style, except that the Presbyterian system may be too old.

However, this is not something that the War College can interfere with, and Kieran changes the subject and begins to talk about Valoran's customs.

Except for the Overseers, all of them are old monsters who have lived for an unknown amount of time, time is distorted in them, they have walked almost every corner of Valoran, they have seen a lot of people and things, and they know a lot of secrets.

Once they started talking, they were confident in judging where Mo Tie came from and which legend he belonged to.

Masters and powerhouses have their own stories, and even the most mundane passage is enough to become the hottest chapter in the bard's mouth.

The War College has its own certification system, but they only target diamonds and below, and those who are stronger are collectively referred to as masters, and the rumored master professionals are just the nicknames of a few academy instructors.

Who is qualified to rank the strong people of the same rank throughout the ages?

Mo Tie pretended not to know, and laughed casually, his age was still a little different from these old monsters, but he had experienced a lot of things, especially the more modern and open-minded mind, which made him comfortable at the dinner table.

At this time, several deans were a little puzzled, they secretly exchanged glances, and were surprised to find that no one found a legend that matched Mo Tie.

Or, he is an ancient man forgotten in time; Or, he's exactly the same age as he looks, just in his twenties?

If there really is such a young master, the War College will not be able to miss it!

As a result, several deans consciously or unconsciously talked about the anecdotes of the War College, as well as some little secrets between the mentors.

By the way, they also asked Mo Tie what he was doing now.

"Oh, it turns out that Master Mo is working as a tutor, the eldest lady of the Mianwei family? It's still a bit condescending, but it's a pity. ”

Kieran stroked his gray beard and sighed slightly.