Jace solemnly accepted the invitation, his eyes slightly moved.

"Don't you want to know who the professor is?" The corners of Mel's mouth curled.

"Victor!" He blurted out.

Jace looked out the window, his eyes wistful.

Suddenly, he laughed:

"It's funny, isn't it, people used to think of him as my assistant, and I thought he was a good friend of mine, but in reality he was the same as everyone thought he was."

"You're much more mature than you used to be." Mel said sincerely.

"It's been so much. Lady Camille's choice, Silco's death, the misfortune of the Gillamane family, and the misfortune of the Twin Cities. These things made me slowly examine what I had done before. ”

He grabbed the wine glass in his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"Piltover has today, mostly because of my mistakes, and I can now sort out what Heimerdinger is thinking."

"You're not like him." Mel Dow.

"yes, I don't have the long life of a professor. So I had to learn more in a short period of time. I want to go to the War College and see the world from a Noxian perspective. ”

There was a word he didn't utter.

He wants to grow up with Victor at the same time again, and this time, he won't be overtaken by the other party too much.

"People make mistakes, but they also grow. Leave the matter to me, and we will always be waiting for our most outstanding leader. ”

Mel leaned on Jace and made his promise.

The vision of Noxus was also seen by the rest of the world.

In the military camp of Demacia, not far from the city of Noxus, the prince of Demacia, Garvin Lightshield, dressed in golden armor, stood side by side with the burly, tall and heavily armored Galen Crownguard, staring at the vision of Noxus in the distance.

Light shields and crown guards, they have always been the sharpest halberd and the strongest shield in Demacia, leading generations of Demacians to soar.

"A passionate speech." Galen sighed.

"But it doesn't do Demacia any good, it's thousands of kilometers from the Immortal Fortress, but you can see visions and hear his voice." Jiawen's face was solemn.

He felt that Demacia should reassess the power of magic, such a devastating power was now in the hands of their enemies.

"What do you think of what he said, and the recent anomaly in Noxus?" Gavin asked.

"Looking at it with your eyes, the morale of their soldiers has become stronger, but the morale cannot make up for the difference in strength." Galen is serious.

The corners of Jiawen's mouth twitched, knowing that his brother in life and death was a martial artist, and sighed and said:

"But Noxus is more energetic, and now we are facing the remnants of Darkwell. But what about 2 years from now, 5 years from now, 10 years from now..."

There was confusion in his eyes, and he really couldn't imagine how powerful Noxus' army would be in the future.

Demacia has many problems of its own, and there are many visible problems to be solved. But his father always prevaricated on the grounds that he was still young.

But in reality, he was in his twenties, and those questions were haunting Demacia.

His father, on the other hand, saw it as a trivial matter, as part of the balance.

"Rest assured, even in another 20 years, they will not want to invade our territory unless they step over my corpse!" Galen assured.

"I hope so..."

Jiawen buried his worries in the bottom of his heart, clenched the halberd in his hand, and stared into the distance.

Ionia...

Outside the Ionian town closest to Noxus, the red-clothed girl Irelia sat cross-legged in front of a cliff, staring at the vision in the distance.

"Grandma... I'm sure I'll be able to fend off Noxus again, for the sake of the ground beneath our feet. ”

"I have seen Ionia in the midst of war, the roots of the ancient trees uprooted, and we will cease to exist."

A woman dressed in the service of a green priest approached, her expression sad and revealing a hint of despair.

"Elder Kalmar, I no longer trust fate."

Irelia slowly rose from the ground, her eyes becoming firm and sharp.

She no longer flinched, but looked straight in the direction of Noxus, and said resolutely:

"We fought them off once, and we can fight them off thousands of times before my blood runs dry!"

"Ionia, high and immortal!!"

......

In front of the temple of Shurima, a Shurima man dressed as a canine-headed scholar was standing.

His bright eyes seemed to be able to see everything, his left eye was facing the Giant God Peak, and his right eye was staring directly at Noxus.

After a long time, he sighed softly, and his tone was like the whisper of an old man with a long history of vicissitudes:

"One day, the gods will be destroyed. Noxus and Ryan Meredith, I look forward to your future. ”

He turned to the blue-skinned mage who was waiting for him at the door of the temple, and said affirmatively and unquestionably:

"Ruiz, Shurima doesn't have what you're looking for. If you're looking for them, maybe Titan's Peak has news of them. ”

"Scholar! They're dangerous! Ruiz stared at the other.

"yes, I know that. But they are not in Shurima, as you can see, Shurima is already like the setting sun. The scholar sighed softly.

"You'll regret it! Bachelor's degree! ”

Ruize's face remained unswerving, and the rune circle surrounded him, and finally disappeared.

"Shurima is gone, and what could be more remorseful than what happened thousands of years ago."

The scholar laughed heartily, full of bitterness and sadness.

......

The eyes of all parts of the Rune Continent were focused on the center of the continent, and after a series of changes, they had no doubt that the empire would shine more intensely in the future.

Its allies are shouting, and its enemies are doing everything they can to stop its expansion.

Inside the War College, the sky anomaly slowly dissipated, but there were still many spectators gathered next to the platform.

At this point, Ezreal picked up Ryan's opening and began his speech.

He knew that the blood of the crowd had not yet cooled, so he set out from his origins as Mrs. Piltworth and told a few stories of his own adventures.

Finally, he emphatically mentions:

"I've traveled to countless places, but never had a place that gave me such a powerful shock as Noxus. So I chose this place to stay and merge the business of exploration with the greatness of the Empire. Ezreal said enthusiastically.

When he talks about the empire now, he has a sense of superiority from the bottom of his heart.

Truth be told, this is an experience that Mrs. Piltworth has never given him.

"I remember at a Shurima's tavern, and I walked in and said I was Mrs. Piltover, and everyone said that I should be Piltover when I was so thin."

Ezreal spread his hands:

"But, then, a Noxian man about my size walked in, and as soon as he reported his origins, he heard from his boss who had mocked me before—"

He pinched his voice, revealing a yin and yang strange expression of admiration, and imitated:

"Oh! Noxians, I invited you for this wine, and you must have some great talent. ”

"Oh my God, listen, why can't I have a hidden talent! So I'm going to go again later, and when I enter the door, I bang on the bar and shout, I'm from Noxus, come here for a drink! ”

Ezreal's witty words made the audience below laugh out loud.

They were still glorified at this time, but they were diverted in the other direction by the humor of the speech.

At the same time, they also recognized the yellow-haired boy standing on the stage more and more.

Noxus' strength does not necessarily require force, as long as it shows an extraordinary side, it can be applauded by others.