Chapter 179: The Grand Parade of Demacia, Ezreal's Expedition

Morning.

The noisy and boiling sound sounded from Zixiong, and the streets were overcrowded, many people opened their doors and windows and poked their heads out to check, and many people rushed out in anger, causing a small riot.

Such a lively scene in the past can only be seen on National Day.

Galen's face was anxious, and he ordered the dreadnought vanguard to handle the various arteries, his face was eager, but he couldn't step over the crowd in front of him, and in desperation, he had to follow the gathered crowd slowly forward.

"The First Evolution"

Just now, a grand parade broke out in Xiongdu that has not been encountered once in a century.

Tens of thousands of citizens poured into the streets, starting from the magnificent square, and marched around the entire city.

According to the information he received in the morning, the march broke out not only in Xiongdu, but also in the city of Miyin, Fosbayro, Veros, Edessa...

In short, all the cities around Demacia marched at about the same time, and these marchers walked out of their homes under the banner of abolishing the ban, preaching their theories and opinions.

Sooner or later, the emotions suppressed by the forbidden demon will erupt, and today's situation will play out sooner or later, Galen knows this very well.

But he never imagined that it would be his sister, Laxana, who led these people into the streets. Corona.

At this moment, the last person who should not have taken to the streets has become the leader of all the marchers.

How ironic.

Galen, dressed in the heavy armor of a sword lieutenant and frowning, took advantage of other paths that were still clear to cut corners, and after a few twists and turns, he finally came to the front of the procession.

With a worried look on his face, he looked towards the approaching procession.

Laxana stood at the front of the line, waving a large flag with red text written all over it.

The strokes were particularly glaring, as if they were written in blood.

The shouts in his ears never abated, constantly beating Galen's heart, and he looked at the big flag, and he suffocated for no reason.

The red font on the flag is the name of an individual.

They are the names of the fallen citizens of Demacia, written in blood by their families and grandchildren.

Each of the above people, without exception, was a mage, but sadly, they never triggered any of the laws of Demacia before they were imprisoned or expelled.

It sounds weird and even cruel, but it is.

"They were born with magic, and Demacia beat them into sinners!!"

"Magic is not guilty!"

"Magic is not guilty!"

"Magic is not guilty!"

This is the phrase that the marchers shouted the most.

As the distance narrowed, the slogans of the protest became clearer and even more deafening.

Galen looked at the group approaching him with a complicated expression, and looked at the three people walking at the front.

They were three bold ladies.

Laxana, her sister stands in the center, flanked by a blue-haired girl caressing the strings, and a female swordsman with a sword tied around her waist.

They are the adopted daughters of the Bouvier family and the youngest daughter of the Laurent family... Galen knew them.

But it's hard to imagine how Laxana could persuade a mage to take to the streets and use her magic to cheer the procession on.

If they fail, that girl will surely die...

"Brother, do you want to stop the will of the people?"

The procession finally collided head-on with Galen.

Laxana held the flag in her hand high and looked firmly at her brother.

She had imagined the present scene countless times in her mind.

I'm sorry... Brother, I'm not a good sister...

"Laxana!"

Galen looked at her with a serious face, stared at her for a moment, and said in a loud voice:

"If you think it's right, stay the course!"

With that, Galen stepped aside and moved out of the way.

“...... Brother. ”

Such a development was beyond Laxana's expectations.

She first opened her lips slightly in surprise, and then the expression on her face instantly warmed up, and the tears in her eyes began to flash, apologetic, guilty, grateful, firm...

Immediately afterward, an extremely enthusiastic shout erupted behind her, and the plucking of the strings in her ears was equally rapid.

The mood of the marchers was at an all-time high.

Being recognized by the Intrepid Vanguard Sword Captain was a great encouragement to the marchers!

Thank you... Brother.

Laxana whispered inwardly.

She smiled and nodded at Galen, a hint of determination flashed across her face, raised the battle flag in her hand, and stepped forward step by step with a steady step.

As the procession faded away, the Dreadnought First Shield, who had maintained order, came to Galen's side.

"Sword Captain, shall we let it go?"

A soldier with a cold expression stepped forward, his name was Eben? Hess is a member of the First Shield.

"We can't make sure we don't have a Charmer in our family, Hess."

The person who accosted Saska? Worth.

She was one of the few female members of the First Shield Formation, and beside her stood her twin brother Lurick? Worth.

"But we didn't defend the city." Hess cursed, hammering the wall with his fist, a grim expression with a struggle.

Some things involve too much, and they can't stand scrutiny and detail, and even as long as these things are put on the surface, everyone will have different ideas in their hearts.

Forbidden demons, dyed demons... A word that is relevant to all Demacians.

There are far more people with magical talent than anyone thinks.

In every five households, there is a detached citizen of Demacia.

Although according to the algorithm of Noxus next door, most of them cannot be called to have magical talents.

But this is Demacia, and if they are discovered, they can be deported or imprisoned for life, and many innocent lives have died at the hands of the demon seekers.

It is no exaggeration to say that everyone in the Demon Search Legion has been stained with the blood of their compatriots.

"Don't think about it, there are no outsiders making trouble in Xiongxiong today, only the citizens of Demacia who gathered together to express their opinions."

Galen made up his mind about today's events.

He knew that today, the whole of Demacia would be spent in chaos.

And Xiongdu is just a very small microcosm.

To be honest, today's incident, Galen admires his sister from the bottom of his heart.

In order to maintain order, the kingdom dispatched not only the dreadnought vanguards, but also the light shield fortress and the dragon bird knights, and all the garrison forces were led by the deputy commander of the Nat, rushed to various towns to suppress the parade.

Today is definitely a special day for the people of Demacia, with nearly a million people taking to the streets to speak out about their dissatisfaction with the ban.

And the person who planned and led all this was his sister, who was not yet 20 years old.

Think about it, at the same age, I am still a soldier in the barracks at this time...

Galen smiled and sighed, but he was equally concerned about his sister's behavior.

...... As the procession progressed, they reached the first key location.

Castle of Dawn!

Listening to the noise and commotion outside, King Gavin III sat at the top of the council chamber, frowning slightly.

He raised his head and glanced at the eight officials under the long table one by one, as if observing their thoughts.

"Mob! It's all a mob! ”

Elenor slammed on the table, irrepressible anger and fear on her face.

This was the first time anyone had gathered at the gates of Castle of Dawn, and there were no guards to stop them.

Just rushing to this, the organizer behind this matter, is enough to make people afraid.

Now that these lawless demons have stormed the royal residence because of the ban, they will be able to arrest her for some trivial things in the future.

As the head of the royal family to the nobility, Elenor knew that she had offended many people.

"Princess Elenoreux, they are all citizens of our Demacia."

Eldrede's tone was relaxed, and he even had the leisure to drink the soothing tea from Noxus on the table.

"Captain Eldred, I'll want you to laugh when they break into the Demon Seeker headquarters." Elenor gritted her teeth.

Looking at Eldred's comfortable appearance, Elenor was furious, but also gradually calmed down.

Eldred, who was the most implicated this time, didn't panic, what did she have to hurry.

"We, the eight officials, and even the king, are elected representatives by the people, and if the people are dissatisfied with us, we should judge ourselves." Eldred sipped his tea, rightfully speaking.

Gavin III on the throne did not say a word, except to glance deeply at Eldred, and the generalissimo Tiana, who sat beside him.

Demacia... Big changes are coming.

He gave Elenore a look, just in time for him to see from where he was sitting.

Elenore had a look of embarrassment on her face, but she still stubbornly asked:

"Then I would like to ask why the young lady of the crown guard family is the mastermind of this operation, we haven't heard the slightest rumor before."

She herself manages the affairs of the nobles, and such inquiries are not excessive.

Tiana's resolute face was mixed with helplessness, and she sighed and shook her head:

"Laxana has always been a very assertive child. It's because of our education that there is a problem, and we have been committed to cultivating her into a kind girl who has the courage to dedicate herself to the people... Alas, I don't know why it's the way it is today. ”

Elenore listened coldly, her face becoming more and more ugly, and she listened to the sound of the piano outside the castle that seemed to have magical power, and turned her gaze to Foreign Secretary Adair:

"Count Adair, what's the matter with your girl?"

"Sana is a good girl, knowledgeable, kind and amiable. Although she was not born to her brother, she is still the pearl of our Bouvier family, and everyone loves this kind girl. "Adair? Bouvier replied cheerfully, not saying a word about magic.

Hearing this, Jiawen III's eyes flashed vaguely, remembering the report that the secret agent gave him in private yesterday.

He could understand how Adair and the Crownguard felt, and when one of his children had magic, he couldn't let them live in fear all the time.

Just as Elennor was about to say something, Gavin III on the throne let out a sigh:

"Alright, Sister Elenor. We represent the will of the people, and after today I will call for a people's referendum. If it is true that the majority of the people believe that the ban should be abolished, then it is time to repeal it. ”

Jiawen... That's all your father can help you with.

The road ahead... Father believes that you can go further.

"Your Majesty!?"

Hearing Jiawen III's command, almost everyone's faces revealed surprise.

At this time, no matter how it evolves in the future, it is the right choice for King Jiawen III to stick to the ban on demons handed down when the country was founded.

In doing so, at least those who insist on the guilt of magic will be on the side of the royal family, enough to compete with the crown.

And now the king's defection will not be regarded by the people and mages as a sage's move, they will only consider it a reluctant concession under pressure.

At that time, the champion's voice will be at its peak.

Listening to the noise of the marchers gradually drifting away, the eight officials and the third generation discussed a few words and dispersed, and they still had to be responsible for the normal operation of various departments.

In the end, only Gavin III, Elenor, and Tiana, who had not yet left, remained in the council hall.

"Generalissimo Tiana, please wait a moment."

As Tiana gestured to leave, Elenor called out to her.

Tiana paused, looked at the throne above him with a puzzled face, and then at Elenor in front of her, and asked puzzledly:

"Princess Elenor, is there anything else?"

"Marshal Tiana, you also know that His Royal Highness Jiawen is not young, and he is not yet married." Eileno smiled kindly.

Hearing the other party's direct clarification of the purpose, Tiyana suddenly felt a wave of disgust in her heart, but on the surface, she still said along the way:

"It's really a big deal, does Your Highness have a girl you like? I can ask Laxana to help talk about it. ”

Since the death of the queen, King Jiawen III has not continued the strings, and only Jiawen has one child under his knees, and there are no other children.

The people in the hall knew what Tiana meant, and if His Highness Garvin had a crush on someone, she could let Laxana go and find out.

But... Laxana definitely can't!

"There is no suitable candidate yet, and you know that this generation of young talents has no one who can match Jiawenmen." Elenor smiled wryly and shook her head.

What she said was true, Jiawen was definitely the best young man of the younger generation in Demacia. Although the bravery is not as good as Galen, the victory is all-rounder.

"How about the daughter of the Bouvier family, I heard that she has been virtuous and kind since she was a child, and is proficient in music, and must be a suitable person for the future queen."

The corners of Tiana's mouth raised a light smile of expectation and appreciation, like a staff officer who was seriously considering the prince's marriage.

"This..."

Eleanor's face was a little embarrassed, usually speaking, she and Gavin III naturally looked down on Suona.

But at this critical time, the other party was the only mage among the marchers, and with the identity of the adopted daughter of the Bouvier family, Tiana vaguely mentioned "future queen".

Taken together, it seems that the results are different...

Eleno chatted with Tiana a few more words, and when she saw that the other party still didn't let go, she had to stop and watch the other party say goodbye and go away.

After Tiana left, Elenor looked at the throne, frowned and asked:

"Brother Huang, do they really have no ideas?"

No matter how much she tried, the crown guard remained like a loyal courtier, and did not replace it with arrogance.

Tiana even put on a look, only the light shield is the head of the horse, but between the lines, it will be difficult to set up Laxana as the future heir of the crown guard.

"If she really doesn't have an idea, she won't refuse."

Govin III shook his head lightly and looked out the window with a gloomy gaze, as if he saw the marching procession.

He's old, and he doesn't have long to live.

As a father, all he can do is try his best to pave a wide road for his child and make it easier for him.

... Tiana walked out of the castle of dawn and headed for a high ground in the capital, where she found Eldred standing tall.

Below them is the final stop through which the procession will pass...

Demon Seeker HQ!

……

In the yellow sands of Shurima.

A desert legion riding a sand lurking beast is escorting a multi-many beast forward slowly.

This group was none other than Ezreal and his students, who had switched overland from Kennesser.

"The sun is above, and it's the first time I've seen so many tamed sand looters." Mori exclaimed.

The Sand Loon is a giant creature that resembles a shark and can move quickly through the desert.

The sandfolk like to use them to "hitchhike" in the desert, and although the sand lookers are not very temperamental, they are quite difficult to tame.

The beast was a vehicle for the nomadic sandmen, who even made their homes on it.

"What's this, we're a Noxaster expedition."

Ezreal had a look of disapproval on his face, but his heart was already filled with pride.

Lo and behold, he is indeed the main character.

When I came alone, it was difficult to climb all the way.

It's been less than two years, and he's already ridden with a lot of behemoths, and he's personally escorted by the desert warbands of Noxus...

What should I say, this is simply the treatment that only the protagonist has!

"Professor, it's you!" Mori said in heartfelt admiration.

He had been a grave keeper of Shurima and knew all too well what they were enjoying now.

Just the elite desert legion that escorted them, the average big warlord didn't have it.

While Mori and Ezreal were chatting happily, Cassiopeia looked into the distance and suddenly said:

"We're here!"