"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the War College! ”

At noon, Ezreal's loud voice rang out, far away.

Behind his position was a group of spire-topped houses, which housed the War College.

Behind him is a four-story Piltover-style elaborate building.

The small building has a delicate plaque, and the pen is written with the words "Explorer's Guild".

He is now on a makeshift platform, surrounded by a crowd of people who have gathered for admissions.

"Looks like we're here at the right time."

Seraphine hid in a corner with Anne, looking at Ezreal with a stunned face, and she couldn't help but pout.

Even if she came a little late, because her stage could float, she and Anne still had the perfect viewing position.

Now around the platform, a large number of people have long been surrounded by black pressure.

There were students who had signed up, tourists who came to visit, and even many envoys from other regional kingdoms.

All kinds of skin tones, all kinds of outfits, all kinds of dresses, it can be said that there is everything.

In addition to the instructors and students who have signed up, the War College can only visit outside at most.

Those who had looked around the perimeter gathered in this place.

"Ahem."

Ezreal cleared her throat, a smile on her face.

He had never felt so good in front of the many eyes, especially Salphine in the air.

Especially now, behind him stood a row of majestic men, neatly dressed in heavy armor, as if they were his subordinates.

Delevingne! Good brothers!

After a few drinks, Draedin suddenly said last night that he would bring his younger brother to support him.

Although I don't know where to borrow the armor similar to the Trifali Warband, the Delevin brothers are reliable!

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Ezreal puffed up his chest, "As you all know, today is the opening day of the War College, so the Empire has specially invited me to host a press conference here. ”

"Your arms are so thin, your body is more like a girl, and you are also a tutor at the War College?"

A sturdy barbarian warrior below spoke loudly, his face unconvinced.

He just sent his son to the academy, but he didn't want the academy tutors to be a bunch of weak chickens.

Noxus respects the strong, but first you have to show what you're capable of.

"May Nair Zayag continue the spirit of winter. My name is Ezreal, and I'm the president of the Explorers' Guild and a professor of history at the War College. ”

Ezreal clasped his fists together and stood up straight in a strange pose.

The burly barbarian had a serious expression, the doubts on his face instantly dissipated, and he made the same gesture as Ezreal:

"May Nair Zayag continue the soul of winter! Professor Ezreal, welcome to our people in the future! ”

It was not difficult for others to hear that the barbarian man's words were filled with deep respect.

"It's not bad at learning." Seraphine muttered.

"Sister Seraphine, what do you mean by that?" Anne hugged the bear and tilted her head curiously.

"They are meeting the Nelzayag tribe, which is located on the border between Freljord and Noxus, which has become extinct in name only because of the harsh climate and the wear and tear of war."

Seraphine paused and went on to explain:

"In order to survive, most of them joined Noxus. No one but themselves remembered these rituals from their ancient ancestors. ”

Knowledge is also one of the most respectable strengths, not to mention that it is also one of the three laws of the Empire.

She and the rest of the audience could see it, whether it was because of the outfit or because of the tattoos on her face, and Ezreal recognized the tribe of the barbarian warriors at a glance.

Not only that, but Ezreal responded with the etiquette of the Nairzayag tribe.

"Noxus!"

The people of Noxus shouted in unison, and this was their way of cheering.

The shouts came and went, making Ezreal, who was in focus, straighten his back.

He forcibly held back the smugness in his heart, and pretended to be humble and pressed it with his hand:

"Everyone, be quiet. First of all, I have to explain that I am not alone in this conference, and the real guest is a big man who has never been seen before. And my discovery was just the icing on the cake. ”

There was mystery on his face, and he knew in his heart early on that his fame could not support an unprecedented press conference, but with someone, he would definitely be able to do it.

After satisfying everyone's appetite and almost unable to hold back below, Ezreal suddenly shouted:

"Now, let me ask Your Excellency the Governor of Council Trevary, the Legendary Mage Ryan Meredith!"

After his enthusiastic voice fell, all the people present were breathless, and they looked up in disbelief.

Ryan, the head of Noxus, how did he end up here...

But then they thought that Ryan was also the dean of the War College. In their hearts, it is inevitable that a trace of expectation will rise.

The rulers of this generation of empires are different from the past, and they have brought the unspoken law of strength to the fore.

In the eyes of most Noxians, they are completely different from those who once had meritorious or hereditary powers.

The three people who now represent the will of the empire, whether in terms of strength or merit, can be called the most in the empire.

And Ryan is the first of the three of them!

Suddenly, the sky was filled with a vision of blue light, and the white clouds that enveloped the Immortal Fortress turned a translucent blue.

The blue glow of magic almost obscured the sky, as if something was being born in it.

"The teacher's appearance is still so eye-catching."

Seeing Ryan, dressed in white robes, suddenly appear in the center of the podium, Seraphine exclaimed and controlled the stage to descend a little.

She was envious of the vision of the sky, and she had heard that today Lady Sindra would provide magic to fill the entire Noxian sky with images and transmit sounds.

The magic consumed in this can drain her in a second.

Well, she, a mage with a second talent, is definitely fake!

"The teacher doesn't seem to be dressed the same today."

Anne heard Seraphine whisper and looked curiously towards the center of the stage.

As soon as the new person in the center of the stage appeared, she could feel the flames in her body all quiet down.

Even the state in her body made her feel that even if she was emotionally violent, the flames would not come out.

The big man, Teacher Seraphine, was dressed in a pure white robe, but there were many different marks carved on it.

The largest of them, Anne had seen countless times, and there were dozens of them on the podium right in front of them.

Is that... The new coat of arms of Noxus!

For the rest of the signs, she had an impression of only a few, but could not name them. She hadn't even seen the rest.

But many of the Noxians present recognized other signs:

"The coat of arms of Demacia..."

"And the ancient Shurima, the sun, which existed thousands of years ago."

"That's the badge of our tribe!"

“......”

The crowd below rioted, and many people discovered the meaning of Ryan's robes and kept exclaiming.

With so many insignia of forces and regions, they had never seen them all in one place.

And those badges were also reflected in the sky at the same time, appearing one by one on the pale blue canvas, as if to set the stage for some kind of big scene.