Several more snow festivals have passed, and in the blink of an eye, the time has come to the seventh year of the Noxian calendar.

On the Norkmoch Plains, a beautiful town sits in the middle of the green plains, with white stone roads leading in all directions, and the cars are 'tapping and tapping' to transport abundant supplies.

Through advanced system management and advanced business philosophy, Jade Collar absorbs all the resources and energy around it for its own use, and quickly plunders wealth and resources with exquisite commodities and sophisticated weapons.

In more than five years, the Emerald Collar has changed from a dilapidated village of 100 people to a beautiful town of 1,000 people, absorbing many good and capable Gentiles and outcasts, and the resident population recognized by the Emerald Collar has also reached more than 2,000, and if you count the peripheral workers who have not yet been recognized by the Emerald Collar, the number may reach more than 5,000.

The four major areas of the outer city of the Emerald Territory are becoming more and more obvious, leaving aside the eastern military camp and the southern war workshop surrounded by solemn high walls, the most prosperous of which is the commodity street where the western district lives.

In the shopping street, one can buy the exquisite blue cloth of Demacia, the treasures of the old empire of Shurima, the fine weapons of Noxus, the warm bearskin coat of Freljord, and the various crafts and costumes of Ionia on the other side of the world.

Trade drives the rapid development of the economy, wealth and resources in the jade collar to be circulated and difused, the brilliant gold coins of Gushurima in the jade collar gathered, deeply rooted, novel goods in the jade collar processing and manufacturing, dumped to other places.

Except for the extreme outlaws, no one dared to fight the idea of the Emerald Territory trade caravan, because no one dared to be sure whether there was a [ghost] that disappeared in the Emerald Collar caravan,

Any force entangled by the ghost shadow will disappear silently from the Rune Continent, leaving no trace of its existence except for the extremely miserable and tyrannical part of the corpse.

Even in the rumors of everyone, no one even knows what the ghost is, whether it belongs to the jade collar or not.

Thanks to the powerful force and invisible deterrence, the Emerald Collar, who holds the Deno Trade Road (the eastern and western continents of Valoran), is like a rapidly expanding monster, developing itself at a speed that amazes the mainlanders.

So much so that the new lord of Noxus, who was clearing the wasteland south of the Darmore Plains, once knelt for three days on the [Pale Angel Square] that had not yet been built in the Emerald Realm, just to find out with Lester, the demon lord of the Emerald Lord, why two years later, there were still more than 200 single men with mallets in his territory.

After obtaining the business secret of [the embodiment of miracles, Lord Lester, the great lord of Noxus] 'If you want to get rich, you must first pick up trees', the lord who opened the door suddenly ran back with his grassland BMW overnight, saying that he wanted to make great achievements and repay the lord of the Emerald Domain with his actions.

On this day, south of the Shining Silver Mountains, in Groft Harbor, the largest trading port under the Emerald Realm, unloading dock workers carried heavy loads loaded in wooden crates, carefully placed on the horse-drawn cart pulled by the merchants.

"Be careful! Don't break it for me! ”

"Don't worry, my lord, that's what we do, and we won't break it."

The shrewd merchant who spoke had two delicate mustaches, the top was a white and gold luxurious cardigan, the bright and expensive colors matched with the middle-aged merchant's noble and wealthy temperament, and the lower body was a satin white tube skirt unique to the ancient aristocracy of Shurima, coupled with the brown healthy skin and the gold necklace and gemstone ring on the neck and fingers, all of the above is enough to show the nobility of the merchant's status, and also make the working hired workers dare not offend and slack off.

Behind the merchant, a man in a strange hooded robe silently patted the merchant's shoulder, and after seeing the merchant nod, he disappeared into the harbor dock.

After the robed man left, the merchant breathed a sigh of relief,

Only he knows who gave him his honor and wealth.

People who give themselves everything can also easily take everything, including their own lives.

Even without looking back, the merchant felt the ubiquitous Emerald Collar ghost watching him.

"Tap to put! This is what Lord Leicester wants! ”

Only by saying this can the merchant feel that the pervasive pressure will be slightly lessened.

As long as I'm useful, I'll have no accidents. ’

Adhering to this concept, the Shurima merchants became more and more energetic, but they didn't know if this batch of goods from the Shurima tribe could bring more wealth to themselves.

However, there are so many things, there is always something that the adult needs, right?

……

On the other side, the black-robed man who left used the special pass in his hand to pass through the military pass set up in the north of Boleham, located under the Shining Silver Mountains, and directly passed through the steep Shining Silver Mountains in the shortest possible time, and came to the Emerald Territory at the northern foothills.

Unlike the winding trade routes that were dug up through the mountainside, the hidden passes located underground were firmly controlled by the Noxian Black Iron Guards, and only people with passes or special military backgrounds could pass through, saving more than a day compared to the mountain roads that only required a merchant pass.

The black-robed man made his way through the war workshop unimpeded, and before dark, rode a rented fast horse to the inner city, and under the guidance of the Black Iron Guard, met the lord of the Emerald Lords in the nightblade underground castle.

Lester is known as the Demon Lords by the Noxians.

"Master, the qualified [goods] hidden in the defective products have arrived safely at the port, and are currently being transported to the territory under the surveillance of the Black Iron Guard."

Taking off his hood and removing the mask covering his face, the black-robed man revealed a dignified and handsome face, which was none other than the Nightblade Slayer Nosles, who would not dress up as his fiancée [Heatlena] when he met Lester.

Stopping the action of hitting the sandbag in his hand, Lester, who was wearing a magic steel mask, took off his mask, took the water handed by Ji Si, drank two sips, and looked at his right-hand man who knelt in front of him and left for more than three months with a smile.

It seems that this trip to Shurima is still rewarding.

"Northles, well done."

"It is my honor to serve my master."

The Northles, who was kneeling on one knee, didn't mean to get up, and still had a crazy look of worship.

Looking at such a Northles, Lester couldn't help but sigh secretly.

It is not without reason that good people will become like this, this world is still the law of the jungle after all, and only by making yourself strong can you get rid of the fate of being dominated and enslaved.

In the era of the Ascended, many scholars and archmages appeared, and an endless stream of magical equipment followed the fallen Shurima into the sandstorm, and now is the time to collect and plunder Shurima's treasures.