Knowing that the target was not Acacia, he was much more emboldened.

Legend has it that he can come out of the tomb of the tyrant Nazuk of Shurima unharmed, but he is a failed mage king, which is a small meaning.

"There's a seal set by the Ascendant, and too much magic can cause it to self-destruct. You only have one chance to explore the inside and bring out the valuable things in it, and the ones that can't be brought out, and record them. Svein said.

He didn't tell the news about the world runes, and the other party didn't need or should touch them now.

"No problem! There should be a lot of books about Acacia in the Empire, and I need to prepare. Ezreal said confidently.

"The mercenaries will gather in the tavern, and whoever you like can levy it at will, this is Trefali's authorization."

Svein snapped his fingers, and a piece of parchment on the round table floated up and slowly slid into Ezreal's hand.

It bears the documents of the establishment of the Noxian Explorers' Guild and the new coat of arms of Noxus.

"Cool! This stuff looks fantastic! ”

Only when you are truly backed by a powerful empire can you feel that endless joy.

Ezreal looked at the parchment roll in his hand with bright eyes, his face full of joy.

What he had in his hands was a symbol of power, his first step towards the greatest explorer and guild leader!

What is the Leather City Explorers Guild, but it is just some third-rate things, only Noxus is the ultimate destination of explorers!

"Commander! I'll have good news for you! ”

Ezreal stood up straight and gave a Piltover military salute, a little nondescript.

He doesn't know how to greet Noxus, but he's heard that you can do whatever you want here, and different cultures can be recognized.

He, Ezreal, is now a glorious Noxian explorer!

"The materials you want will be sent to the War College in the next few days, where the Empire will build the largest national library." Svein added.

"Understood!"

Ezreal hugged the parchment and left happily.

When he walked out, he suddenly frowned.

It seems that his goal in the hall just now is not just to be a president.

Never mind! He now needs to prepare for his next adventure, so start at the tavern!

As he was about to leave the square, he saw a strong man in iron armor with a somewhat ugly face carrying a giant axe.

The bright red cloak dazzled him a little, and at first glance he was a general who was not easy to mess with. But he stepped forward anyway:

"Hey, brave general, do you know how to get to the tavern?"

"Tavern? From here, you ask someone who looks ugly, who doesn't look like he stands, who looks very bad, and he will show you the direction. ”

The strong man just said something casually, and hurried towards the council hall.

"It's not remarkable..."

Ezreal left in distress, and had not gone far when he saw a burly man with short black hair and an open upper body.

"It's not long... Naughty... A look of underwhelming... That's him. Ezreal muttered.

"Boy, what did you just mutter?" Draven leaned against the wall, his unkind gaze at Ezreal, and said in a loud voice.

He just seemed to hear someone scolding him!

"Ah, I said how there is such a brave Noxians in this world, who seem to have experienced a hundred battles." Ezreal snorted.

"Well, you kid looks weak, but you have a pretty good eye!" Draven touched his mustache, his face full of color.

"I'm new to Noxus, where's our best tavern?"

"Tavern?" Delevingne's eyes lit up, "I'm too familiar with this, the Red Mansion in the East City, the Drunken Dream Street in the West City, which one is not a good place." ”

"Doesn't sound serious," Ezreal thought for a moment, "is there a place where the men gather?" ”

"Man?" Draven raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Yes, yes, but tonight's wine..."

"I'm please!"

"Haole, good brother, let's go!"

"Let's go, by the way, what's your name? My name is Ezreal! ”

"Me! Delevingne! Brother Ezreal, it's not me who blows it to you, you ask 10 people in the Immortal Fortress about this name, and 11 people know it. ”

"Isn't that a coincidence, Brother Draven, in Piltover I'm standing on the street, and people I don't know call my name."

"Haha..."

“......”

Under the sunset, the two hooked their shoulders and left in the distance.

......

After Ezreal left, Ryan appeared in the council's chair, staring at the door, as if waiting for something.

"Can Ezreal do that? World Runes are essential to the Empire. Svein said in a deep voice.

According to his idea, Darius and the Trifali legion should be transferred to the entrance of the mausoleum, so that even if the mage named Ruiz came, they could delay for a while.

A little delay would be enough for Sindra and Ryan to teleport the castle above the mausoleum.

At that time, all Noxus' forces can be gathered in an instant, and even the Black Rose will be fully assisted, and there will be no difference.

The runes of the world cannot be missed.

"Trefari has just taken control of the Empire, and if the most elite legions in existence are sent to the desert region, what does that make others who care about us think. Not to mention that the Ionians were always ready to reclaim the land, and Demacia would not let go of this opportunity. Ryan said.

There is no value in letting the Trefali legions guard the Akzam tombs, and the Empire needs them more than ever at this moment.

"I've set up defenses in the mausoleum, and with the protection of the Ascension God itself, they're enough to last a long time. Now we need to know more about it, and that's what Ezreal and the Historians of the Empire can do. ”

Ryan shook his head slightly, sighed and said:

"What's more, we have to focus on the Empire. The Imperial Warriors and nobles have reached an agreement with us for the time being, but not all the previously liberated regions will recognize our rule. ”

A change of regime, even if most people know that the forces in which they are located will be better.

But for the sake of their own position, for their own identity, there are always people who raise the anti-flag.

Every time the old and new kingships alternate, it will never be smooth sailing.

"Yes, there is no place to put up a counter-flag yet, but there is a place where the original imperial flag has been taken off, but no new flag has been hung." The corners of Svein's mouth curled up with coldness.

His scarlet demon arm brushed across the round table, and a huge map of the Rune Continent slowly appeared on the table with scarlet flames.

Within the vast territory of Noxus, countless cities have planted the new flag of the Empire, but many still carry the flags of the Darkwell era.

Ryan's eyes were indifferent, and a drop of water flew out of his hand and landed in a corner of the magnificent rune land of mountains and rivers.

The location where the water drops is located impressively on the northern border of the empire.

It is in the middle of nowhere, with only a small town called Besilik.

And on that small city, the bright red color of the empire is marked, but there is no flag related to the empire on it, as if it wants to break away from the control of the empire.

Boom!

It was also at this time that the burly Darius appeared at the door, carrying a battle axe and a murderous look on his face.

Hand of Noxus, ready to go!