"There was such a time."

Ryan's words were calm, but his eyes were full of memories.

The Colosseum of Noxus, a place that every Noxianan can't avoid.

"In the old Noxus, there were three ways: killing, contributing, and gladiatorial arena."

Whichever of the three methods is a symbol of absolute strength.

Killing enemies can climb the ranks of the leader of the warband, as long as you are stronger than the current leader, and kill more enemies.

Contributions are more varied, ranging from spending money for the Empire to help recruit troops to form warbands, bringing back some secrets for the Empire, or recovering possible huge losses for the Empire.

Only by contributing can the Empire help raise an army, just like his former boss, Svein.

And the winner of the gladiatorial arena can rely on fame to gather an army and form a new warband.

The empire only looks at the result, no matter how it is formed, it depends on the individual, as long as it is ultimately for the empire.

"Is the teacher relying on the last one?" Seraphine wondered.

She felt that entering the gladiatorial arena with her teacher's strength would cause a bigger sensation than General Zhao Xin.

Seeing Ryan shaking her head, she was slightly stunned:

"Is it to kill the enemy?"

With Ryan's strength, killing the enemy is indeed like digging into a bag. So did her teacher come to the arena just for fun?

"Becoming an Immortal"

Seeing Ryan smile and shake his head, Seraphine's eyes widened:

"Contribution? Impossible..."

Did the teacher make a great contribution when he first came here? It made her a little self-doubting.

In her eyes, contribution will be more like going through the back door, which is the exclusive plan for the children of rich families or nouveau riche.

"I've got all three." Ryan said lightly.

"All three!? What a teacher! Seraphine exclaimed, ready words of praise blurted out.

The person in charge of the gladiatorial arena next to him glanced at Ryan's face and took the initiative to interject:

"Mentor Seraphine, I'm afraid you don't know yet. When His Majesty came to the Empire, it caused a sensation. ”

"Uncle Falk, tell us about it." Seraphine winked and let the person in charge continue.

The person in charge is called Fock, and he is a middle-aged fat uncle who handles things smoothly. She has a good impression of Falk, because he has a pink-haired daughter, and Falk treasures his daughter and family.

"Good..."

"Falk, am I late?"

A sudden, rough voice interrupted Faulk.

Immediately after, the big-shouldered and round-waisted Draven walked in with Ezreal with a confident stride.

"Huh!? Under the Crown of the Parliament!? ”

Delevingne just wanted to habitually sit on the two-seat seat in the gladiatorial arena, but when he saw the person on it, he gasped and hurriedly bowed down to say hello.

Of the two in that position, he couldn't afford to mess with any of them.

He had just changed his axe, and he didn't want to get another one.

"Mr. Parliamentarian, are you there? I just heard you guys talk about something interesting. Ezreal knew him well.

There were only two chairs on the platform, and he felt that the Draven brothers should have prepared them both.

But now the great benefactor who had taken a fancy to him had arrived, and the beautiful silver-haired woman in the other seat looked like the female companion of Mr. Parliament Chief.

He felt that he was standing well, and that the Delevingne brothers needed to have a companion.

"We just listened to Uncle Falk tell the story of the teacher's past, don't interject." Seraphine said unceremoniously.

She really wasn't scolding the two of them, and if she didn't speak, she really suspected that they would be sucked dry by her other teacher.

She had just seen Ms. Sindra rubbing the dark blue ring on her finger, which was said to be a magic item from Mr. Ryan. This is usually the usual starting hand used by Lady Sindra.

"The story of Mr. Parliament Chief?" Ezreal's eyes lit up, "I can't miss this, even the Delevingne brothers don't know much about these things. ”

Draven also does not deny that his life with Ryan has not crossed paths before, and it is almost all hearsay.

All eyes were on Faulk. Falk glanced at Ryan and saw that his face did not mean to refuse, so he said in a tone of remembrance:

"That was more than ten years ago, and at that time, His Majesty heard that he was only a powerful mage who traveled all over the world. And when that big event happened in the Empire, His Majesty happened to be here. ”

"What's the big deal?"

When Ezreal heard the "big thing", he couldn't help but be curious.

"Rebellion!"

Falk spat out two words with a solemn expression:

"At that time, an organization marked by the Black Rose secretly plotted against the Empire, and countless families were involved, including one of the most powerful families in the Empire at the time... The Svein family. ”

"The Svein family, isn't that the family of the Grand Commander?" Ezreal's face was slightly dumbfounded.

He seemed to vaguely remember which book had written about the empire more than ten years ago with a few strokes.

But it seems to have been blocked by the people above, and there is not much detailed record at all.

"It's the family of the Grand Commander." Falk nodded, his face filled with respect and fear, "The Grand Commander's report of his family's rebellion caused an uproar. ”

"After that, the rebellion was forced to be launched in advance, and the Immortal Fortress fell into chaos."

Fauck sighed, with a look of remembrance in his eyes:

"Many people died at that time, and when the rebellion was over, the Grand Commander personally guillotined those involved in the rebellion in his family, including his parents."

"He only has the empire in his eyes." Draven grinned.

It is precisely because of this that he admires Svein and is willing to support the other party without brains.

At least, it's more reliable than his brother!

"It's the big guy."

Remembering that the great commander he had seen was a ruthless man who destroyed his family and killed his parents, he couldn't help but shudder.

This kind of person only appears in knight or hero stories, and he really didn't think anyone would be able to do this.

Many people say that the Grand Commander is a selfless and almost emotionless person, and he didn't understand it at first, but now he knows why everyone said it.

But soon, he also voiced his own questions:

"But isn't that the business of the Grand Commander? What does it have to do with Mr. Speaker? ”

With a sincere smile on his face, Falk nodded vigorously and said:

"Mentor Ezreal, these two things have a lot to do with each other. The first time His Majesty became known to the Empire was this event.

"His Majesty was one of the few non-Imperial people to enter the Immortal Fortress out of respect for his magic."

"Magic... Esteemed... Enter the Immortal Fortress... Non-Imperial. ”

Ezreal extracted the keyword in less than half a second, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

Isn't that just talking about him again?

So... Ryan = Parliament Leader, He = Ryan, He =?

Seraphine looked at Ezreal strangely, she was almost dead from the noise.

Doesn't this guy remember?

When he was in Vazuan, he obviously said that he had joined Noxus from that day...

Fokker's account continues:

In that rebellion and chaos, His Majesty almost single-handedly quelled the turmoil in the city. At least five nobles were purged, and the family residence was easily breached. If there is no crown, there will definitely be twice as many deaths. ”

When he said this, there was gratitude in Faulk's countenance and tone.

No one can say whether there will be himself among those who are doubled, and he and his current wife were in the Immortal Fortress at that time.

If Ryan hadn't shown up, the trajectory of his life might have changed dramatically...

There may not be a virtuous wife, and there may be a lovely daughter...

"Is that that strong, Mr. Speaker?"

Ezreal was slightly surprised when he saw Faucer nodding.

Except for the time when Vazu An, he could only watch Ryan's strength from the floating castle.

Today, he has an intuitive concept, the head of the council has the ability to destroy five nobles at the same time more than ten years ago.

In his mind, it was the nobility of the empire after all... At least they have to be on the same level as Myrdal and Philos in Leather City.

Thinking about it, he could instantly feel the oppression from the council leader...

Five Philos families... The whole Piltover combat power is not so strong combined...

"Worthy of Mr. Parliament Speaker." Ezreal was amazed.

Seraphine opened her mouth and held back what she had just wanted to say.

She was robbed of her lines by Ezreal...

With emotion on his face, Falk said in a more and more respectful tone:

"In fact, relying on this contribution, his crown is enough to serve as the deputy general of the war group. But His Majesty did not do this, but exchanged this credit for the collections of the five families, which were basically classics, all useless things. ”

He had reverence on his face, and not only him, but everyone else also thought Ryan was a humble man who didn't ask for credit.

Only Sindra frowned slightly when she saw the other people's expressions.

But she didn't say anything, just agreed with Ryan's approach in her heart.

Mortals simply don't know what they're missing!

"And after that? I heard that the Speaker of the Parliament used to be the Adjutant General of the Grand Chancellor. Ezreal couldn't help but say.

"That's right, I want to hear the story of the teacher who killed all sides in the gladiatorial arena." Seraphine chimed in.

She had already heard the teacher's story from Fokker's soul song, but she would never get tired of hearing this kind of story no matter how many times she heard it, not to mention that her goal today was to make the teacher happy.

"After that... I've heard that Her Majesty has participated in the Glory Deathmatch. That should have happened after joining the Empire. ”

Falk looked at Ryan in awe and said with some uncertainty.

"I did attend, and I used to have some bad memories with Demacia, but they all vanished after that deathmatch." Ryan understated.

"Glory Deathmatch? I think I've heard that word before..."

Ezreal scratched at her supple blonde hair, her face full of distress.

In order to keep Elise down, he has recently made up for the history of the Empire.

Why does it always fall off the chain when it comes to the critical time...

"It was a glorious duel between the Empire and Demacia, which was used to fight for the ownership of the territory of the Duchy of Palahi. Neither side wanted to cause a large-scale battle, so the duel was fought in the form of a gladiatorial arena. ”

Seraphine stopped humming in a strange tone, blinking and straightening, her face full of erudite confidence.

Sorry, Ezreal! Next time I will definitely prepare a chance for you to be in the limelight, but not today!

"yes, I remember!"

Ezreal suddenly felt a memory flood in his mind, and explained with an excited face:

"Glory Deathmatch began hundreds of years ago, and it was the usual way for Noxus and Demacia to settle disputes.

"The two sides choose a certain number of people from each other to compete in various fair competitions such as chaotic battles, rings, and wheel battles, and in the end, the side with the living wins."

"It's so cruel..."

In the end, even Ezreal couldn't help but say. Glory Deathmatch is simply a never-ending gladiatorial battle.

This is different from the two fighters who are wrestling below, it is really the only one who can live.

Since the Trifali Council ruled the Empire, there have been very few deaths in the gladiatorial arena, except for the gladiatorial battles of death row prisoners.

All agreed that good fighters should not die in the gladiatorial arena.

And the glory deathmatch is the same as the gladiatorial fight in the form, but this is the way of dealing with problems between countries, and it is endless.

It is almost no longer used today, but for both countries at the time, it was a manifestation of putting the struggle at the elite level.

In order to prevent the other side from sending top powerhouses, and in order to ensure that their own people can win in the end, it is the most elite group of people from the two countries who participate in the death match every time.

Each Glory Deathmatch was not large-scale, but the loss would have left both countries hurting, so much so that the one Ryan participated in was actually the last one to date.

Ryan said with a hint of remembrance on his face, and his tone was not calm:

"The glory of Noxus, the persistence of Demacia... It was vividly reflected in that deathmatch. At that time, in addition to me, a total of 199 people from both sides participated in the battle, and the survivors were artificial..."

“0！”

When Ryan said the number "0" flatly, Ezreal and the others could feel the tragedy from it.

The candidates for the two sides are definitely the elite of the elite, and even the heroes among them will definitely not be less.

In a makeshift gladiatorial arena, these 200 people fought a life-and-death contest for their respective countries.

In the end, only Ryan walked out alive and unharmed.

Even if they just listened to this experience, they could feel a heavy breath, and even feel that their hearts were pinching.