After the hype of Noxus, the news of Demacia joining forces with Noxus spread throughout the Land of Runeterra.

Shurima, who was scattered, paid no attention to this.

An Ionian teenage girl embarks on a journey to lobby the provinces.

The Claws of Winter marched wildly, in order to take revenge, and in order not to fall into the glory of the three sisters of the ancestors.

They are the descendants of Serilda, and they are supposed to be the masters of the ice field!

The Avarosa tribe is silent about this, and Demacia reneges on their pact, but the Claws of Winter are their enemies, Noxus has nothing to do with them, and Gavin III, who made a pact with them, has fallen.

Everything was as usual, with the fleet entering Demacia from the far north via the west coast.

However, this time, in addition to Demacia's food, they also brought back sharp weapons from Noxus.

And their efforts are nothing more than the raw materials of beasts or ores, which can be found everywhere in the ice fields.

......

The clouds are rolling, and today is a starless and moonless night.

Inside the Crownguard Manor.

In the darkness of the night, the dim light of the candles lit up the surroundings, and Tiana and Eldred sat opposite each other at a table.

The relationship between the two is delicate, and from the beginning they are different from the traditional Demacians, interests, appreciation, and a little mutual affection make up a relationship in which they respect each other, help each other, and do not interfere with each other.

But since the events of Nat have brought their relationship one step closer.

This does not mean that everyone is happy, but it does mean that their journey is coming to an end.

"Are you sure you're unconscious?" Tiana, dressed in her regular clothes, was the first to break the peace.

"I started doing it 20 years ago, and I was going to kill him."

The candlelight split Eldred's face into two parts, the one that shrouded in shadow was a little distorted, and it was not difficult to see that he was holding back the emotions he wanted to vent, but the hatred was hard to hide.

"Hatred" is like a strong acid, and even a drop on the fabric will corrode and burn until the silk thread blows, scalding a large hole that cannot be repaired.

The pain of the past has not faded with time or the death of the perpetrator, but has become more profound and rich because of the taste of revenge.

"Death is an antidote." Tiana put her hand on Eldred's bulging fist, "Gavin III can't die yet, we're not ready yet." ”

Eldred's revenge on the shield of light has been prepared for countless days and months.

Tiana had always known that if it weren't for the fear of involving the crown guard and her, if she could ensure that the entire shield was destroyed, Eldred would definitely give it a go.

After Nat's death, they had several heart-to-heart conversations.

Eldred's original plan was to have Laxana approach Silas and release her through some means.

A prisoner who has been tortured for fifteen years will burst out with energy that will destroy everything.

He would have risen up and killed Gawain III in advance, putting all the blame on Silas. In the event of a kingdom being killed, the Crownguard will be the only hope, as Laxana's redemption of Silas will prevent her from killing the Crown.

As the leader of the Demon Seekers, Eldred knows human nature too well, and everyone will be a part of the show.

Eventually, the mage was forced to be liberated because of Silas, and the Shield family came to an end, and the death of Gawain III was able to cause great trauma to Prince Gawain.

If it was just Galen, Tiana would hesitate, and the other half of the plan would have gone awry. But Laxana was too good, good enough to get her to that position.

But it's also Laxana's excellence... Make this plan useless.

Laxana was far superior to everyone else, subdued Silas, and defeated Garvin in public... This caused Gallvin III to be overly worried and exacerbated the deterioration of his physical condition.

The dramatic turn has come to this point, and there's not much they have to do after that.

Guarantee a smooth transition of power, and... Bear all your sins.

The candle flame on the table flickered, and Eldred's face calmed:

"I'm fine, I'm in a good mood watching him fall unconscious day by day, and Demacia is gradually being controlled by you."

At last... If he could see the crown guard led by Tiana overthrow the light shield, it might be the greatest hope of his life.

"Of the other eight officials, Bristol is secretly liaising with Noxus, and Adair is more inclined to be the crown guard."

"The eight officials in charge of the law have not changed in the slightest, but because he is so normal, I suspect that he has long been from Noxus.

"Grantham won't take sides easily, he and his family are loyal to the whole country, as long as Demacia doesn't die, even if it becomes a subsidiary of Noxus, he won't have a problem. Unless, let him see the certainty of victory. ”

These are the intel gathered by Eldred. Mages don't deserve the attention of the Demon Hunter Legion, what they are best at is intelligence gathering, and in order to find out the mage, an invisible net has long enveloped the whole of Demacia.

"What about O'Neill?" Tiana asked.

He was the eldest of the eight officials, and was over 80 years old, one round older than Gawain III.

In weekday meetings, the old man spoke very rarely, neither approaching the light shield nor supporting the crown guard.

"He has a very close relationship with the old general Laurent, the two were once comrades-in-arms from birth to death, and they have been friends for nearly 50 years, and they have had many personal contacts with the Laurent family recently." Eldred reminded.

"Even he fell to Noxus?"

Tiana subconsciously frowned and blurted out, but in an instant, she felt that something was wrong.

After the old general Laurent went to the Immortal Fortress, the eight officials all acquiesced in his transformation into the man of the Black Rose.

The Laurent family is gradually marginalized, and if it weren't for the Laurent family's great achievements, there would definitely be someone pointing fingers at them.

And the silent performance of the old general Laurent was regarded as acquiescence and weakness.

However, the youngest granddaughter of the old general, Fiona Laurent, first joined the trial corpus, and then participated in the parade to uphold justice and justice, slowly reversing the impression that others had of Laurent.

Tiana thought of Eldred's words and O'Neien's actions, and had another guess in her mind:

"General Laurent didn't make a mistake, it's all a fog bomb from Noxus."

"Probably so, or O'Neill would be from Noxus," Eldred nodded slightly.

Demacia is now in shambles.

Eldred had a guess that didn't come true, and Noxus might have secretly taken control of Demacia.

He was born as a commoner, and occasionally penetrated into the collective. Everyone is worried about Demacia's future and thinks Laxana is the best option.

But... The Crownguard family did not publicize this, and Eldred never skimped on speculating with the greatest malice.

This matter is full of a sense of disobedience.

From the moment Laxana stood out, it was like a push behind her, constantly pushing her to the top of Demacia.

Maybe... Even Gavin is really Demacia...

But Laxana...

It wasn't that he doubted her position, or that he had been dropped for anything.

Instead, there was a faint premonition that Laxana seemed to make her own choices in all her actions, but there was always a pair of hands that were playing with the thread of fate and firmly controlling it.

It was just a ridiculous conjecture in Eldred's mind, and it didn't even need to be mentioned, and no one would believe it at all.

And even if he believed this in his heart, and also had a sense of belonging to Demacia and the crown guard, he didn't feel the need to mention it.

If this is true... The existence of the thread of fate is impossible for Demacia to resist, so it is better to follow the other party's idea and make the crown guard the most honorable surname of Demacia.

With this thought in his heart, Eldred turned the subject back:

"Old General Laurent is worth testing, if it is confirmed that more than one of the eight officials can be co-opted, with the joint endorsement of the crown guard and Noxus, he can clear his suspicions."

The main reason why the old general Laurent was ruthlessly targeted was that he had been intercepted by the Flying Wing Protector before.

It's not that no one suspects that there is something wrong with the Winged Protector, but the Inquisition and the Illuminati are still functioning normally, and the Winged Protector has not been found to have any anomalies except for the time when he killed the old General Laurent.

Of course, these are just excuses.

The reason that really made the people of Demacia abandon virtue and have suspicion and suspicion is only because Demacia is now a drowning person.

The branch of the Flying Wing Protector has proven to be unable to support the weight of a drowning person, but in a matter of life and death, if there is a chance for Demacia that they know, it must come from this life-saving branch.

They must believe that the Noxians keep their promises, that Governor Trefali did not impose restrictions on the Winged Protector, and that Old General Laurent is slandering their gods.

It's easy to break this situation.

Give confidence to the population and drag them out of the water.

And if they no longer fear Noxus, there is no need to hold on to the branches.

"Then we need to come to an agreement with the Laurent family." Tiana pursed her thin lips, apparently already having an idea.

"By marriage?" Eldred put his hand on his chin thoughtfully.

Fiona was married to the crown guard, and even because of this, she and her father had a hard time.

It stands to reason that the members of the Judgment Mission are not under the jurisdiction of the nobility. But Eldred heard that Laxana had a high level of power in the Temple of Justice.

"Nope." Tiana shook her head lightly, "Laxana and Fiona have a good relationship, and the old general likes his little granddaughter very much. The best thing to do is to sell them face and make some clever way to dissolve the marriage. ”

The nobility of Demacia placed great importance on honor, convention, and face.

A marriage contract is an agreement. Once the breach of contract is not only a loss of face, but also a loss of glory.

Fiona's voluntary withdrawal from the marriage will force them to go against each other, even if it is the Judgment Mission, they will not do anything on the surface, but secretly they must make an appearance, get a certain success, and show their determination to defend the face of the family.

If the Crown Guard family takes the initiative to mention it, the Laurent family will obviously have deeper thoughts at this juncture, and perhaps it will push Laurent to the light shield.

"You do this, I have another thing to do."

Eldred's expression slowly became serious:

"Gawen needs prestige if he wants to climb to the top eight, and Laxana needs more if he wants to sit in that position."

"What do you want to do?" Tiana's brow furrowed.

She had a hunch that Eldred was planning something crazy.

Eldred grinned:

"This is the final outcome of Eldred's crown, and I hope that the person who killed me for treason in the end will be you."

"It's not funny at all." Tiana's hand slapped heavily on the table, "Either go with us or leave me behind." ”

"The crown guard still needs you, Tiana, thank you for all this time with me."

Without you... The world may only be black and white...

Eldred blew out the candlelight on the table, it was late at night, and tomorrow was his time to go.

He won't change his mind, even if his lover comes to persuade him.

The candlelight was extinguished, and he hid in the shadows, and whispered:

"Tiana, we are one... But there are always two sides to oneness... One light, one ...... Dark. ”

……

The Crownguard Mansion, a room on the west side of the second floor.

Laxana sat on the bed, leaning on a velvet pillow, unaware of what was happening inside the manor.

Her gaze was as restless as candlelight, like when she was a child, she did something bad and was afraid of being discovered by adults.

I don't know what happened today, but Laxana always had a restless mood, as if something bad was about to happen, so much so that her spell casting was interrupted several times due to distraction.

The night outside was as dark as ever, and her face was cloudy.

She always knew what she was going to do, and she was probably half a step away from actually leading Demacia.

Today Silas gave her an idea... Cast the Claws of Winter into Demacia, then destroy them with a thunderbolt.

The power chain is used to create a >

It seems like a good idea to reclaim your prestige while still annihilating all your enemies in one fell swoop.

But it's also a gamble, and it has to be plotted in secret. In the event of defeat, thousands of civilians will die because of her.

Victory, prestige and glory. Defeat, other people's lives.

It's not equivalent...

"Teacher, I don't want to do this... But I'm running out of time. Noxus is showing his strongest side, and Demacia's hearts have been scattered. ”

She rubbed the magic book with a struggle on her face.

She hasn't changed much since the beginning. She accepts the dark world of adulthood, but at the same time remains true to her true heart.

As my teacher once said:

Even if you kill countless lives in the future, you still have to remember the hesitation when you kill for the first time...

"Sometimes, we don't have a choice..."

Her teacher's fluttering words fell into Laxana's mind, and she couldn't help but change her complexion, and shouted loudly:

"Silas!"

In her senses, the magic she had filled Silas with was rapidly moving away.

Direction... Freljord.

The door to the room was opened, and a maid walked in respectfully, bowed and apologized:

"Mistress Laxana, Mistress Silas is gone."

"Did he leave anything behind?" Laxana asked urgently.

She had a rough guess of what Silas was going to do...

"Lord Silas said to give you this letter." The maid hurriedly took out the letter, and when she saw that Laxana was not looking right, she realized that something might have happened.

Taking the envelope handed to her, and after waving off the maid, Laxana hurriedly opened it, and there was only a piece of paper folded inside, on which was written a line of crooked handwriting:

"Glimmer... The darkness should be borne by me. Greentooth Peak is 60 kilometers to the west, where it meets the northern mountain range... Wait for me! ”

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