Standing beside Irelia, the old patriarch looked directly at the tribe below, and was even a little stunned.

"Vastayas and Ionians are not the same after all... Whether it is physical appearance or strength and talent, the two sides are in an unequal situation. As long as there are differences, then there must be no mutual acceptance. ”

Hearing the old patriarch's helpless words, Irelia frowned slightly:

"But the empire has integrated it very well."

"An empire is an empire, and Ionia is an Ionia."

The old patriarch glanced at the inquisitive Irelia, who had known each other from Golmud and Moripei, and knew that the other was an Ionian.

At the moment, he doesn't mind chatting with each other about this topic.

"The Empire chose difference from the beginning, and Ionia chose balance at first."

"Because I've always been troubled by interracial relations, I learned about Noxus specifically."

"From the very beginning of its existence, Noxus preached inequality. The respect for the former has nothing to do with race, gender or even age. ”

Hearing this, Irelia frowned slightly.

Although she knew Noxus's philosophy, even now, she didn't think it was right.

The old patriarch continued, "Ionia, on the other hand, is the opposite, we are equal in our lives, equal in status. In our Ionias, the only ones who have a relationship between the old and the young. ”

"Honoring the elderly is the only respectful relationship that we all live by. As a result, we identify more with what our ancestors left behind than with other cultures. ”

"Respecting the elders and loving the young has always been a beautiful virtue of this land." Irelia nodded.

"It's a good character, but it's also a stifling path for us to innovate."

The old patriarch smiled cheerfully and pointed to himself:

"I don't want to admit it, but it's really not easy to accept new ideas when I'm older. If it weren't for Golmud and Moripei's insistence, I wouldn't have accepted working with Piltover. ”

"And if we hadn't worked with Piltover, maybe our tribe would have fallen apart."

"Of course, the war continues, and perhaps we will be destroyed tomorrow. But at least, we've had a glorious time now. ”

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Irelia looked at the old patriarch in surprise, and from the old patriarch's body, she saw an open-mindedness and open-mindedness that other old men in Ionia did not have.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of thinking of seizing the day will be said by an old man of her grandmother's generation.

But when she thought about it carefully, she had to agree with the old patriarch's thoughts.

At least from the old patriarch's point of view, this is indeed the case with Ionia.

"Because we care more about the past, we care more about equality, but our development is shackled?" Irelia smiled bitterly.

The old patriarch kept a kind smile all the time, shook his head and said:

"There's nothing wrong with equality, but our environment can't give better treatment to those who go up, and that's the crux of the matter."

"As you said, for thousands of years in Ionia, countless amazing and brilliant ancestors have cultivated to the demigod realm in the Equilibrium Sect. They had lofty ideals and only wanted to protect Ionia. ”

As he said this, he looked deeply at Irelia, and then smiled:

But not everyone has such a noble realization. For people who are usually slightly gifted, they are just for the betterment of their own life and that of their families. ”

"I heard the story of a Trifali Councillor on the Magic Web, who was also born in Ionia. I think she may have thought so at the time. ”

"Lady Sindra..."

Irelia naturally understood who the old patriarch was referring to, and of all the known information about Councilor Trifali, only Sindra was born in Ionia.

She couldn't accuse Syndra of betraying her homeland, and she couldn't even accuse her of killing the Karma Apocalypse from a moral high ground.

Perhaps Noxus's story is biased, but Irelia doesn't see any light in Sindra's story.

Empathetic to herself, if she had grown up in the same environment, Irelia felt that she might have a choice with Syndra.

After listening to Sindra's story, she was also thinking.

Why is it that the huge Ionia, who claims to be equal to all people, couldn't even tolerate a gifted little girl at that time.

The power that Ionia couldn't control, at least Noxus and the one proved with their actions that Sindra was completely controllable.

Even before Karma's fall, Sindra was already known as the Dark Demon in Ionia, and after Karma's fall, this impression was reinforced.

But in Noxus, Sindra's image is incredibly positive.

From the initial change of Crawlaly to the later construction of the Immortal Fortress, during which he also made most of his magic notes selflessly public and allowed all mages to read.

As the patron saint of Noxus, his performance in every battle has brought Sindra's fame to the highest point.

All of this has given Sindra a high prestige in Noxus, and her prestige is only greater than that of the top three.

When Sindra lifted the lockdown, Irelia glanced at each other from afar.

At that time, she thought that Noxus had released a demon.

But after hearing about Sindra's story in Noxus recently, she felt more sorry.

With such an existence, he was supposed to grow up in Ionia, but he became the patron saint of the Noxian Empire.

There are many more examples like this in Ionia.

If it weren't for the injustice, how could the Vastayas fall to the Empire.

If there is no hope, how can there be more and more Ionians going to and from N'en Harbor over the years.

"Ugh..."

Irelia let out a soft sigh:

"Ionia tried to keep what it was, but she didn't promise the people here a future."

"That's a pretty accurate summary, Mistress Arya."

The old patriarch smiled and nodded:

"The Ionians are no worse than Noxus, but there is one less person to gather this power, and one less way to gather all the power."

"We have also enshrined the Sect of Equilibrium as supreme. But—" the old patriarch said with a wistful look on his face, "Ionia now makes Tubutai feel no hope, and that's why we're leading to the Empire. ”

"Sink with Ionia, or fight in an alternative way... We chose the latter. The old patriarch sighed.

"You're the right choice." Irelia smiled, "That's my choice too, isn't it?" ”

She didn't know why the old patriarch had talked so deeply, but to know so much from the other party, Irelia was indeed full of gratitude in her heart.

"It's your choice, but it shouldn't be your final choice."

The old patriarch said this meaningfully.

And when the old patriarch was about to leave after seeing off Irelia, his lips moved, and he left a sentence that seemed to have a deep meaning:

"If you need it, everyone in the Tubu desk is willing to help you!"