"Let him in."

The heavy silver shin armor trampled on the hard white marble carved stone bricks, making an oppressive sound, and from far and near, a steel swordsman soldier who had taken off his silver helmet walked into the main hall, holding the hilt of his sword and kneeling on one knee.

Looking at the strongest warrior of Demacia in front of him, even the somewhat depressed Oron couldn't help but cheer up a little and smile a little.

The man who deliberately grew a beard looked very mature and steady, and Kraken said in a deep voice.

"Lord Gavin, General Oren is well."

"Get up, there are no outsiders now, just be natural."

"Yes!"

Standing up, Kraken glanced at Gainster, who fell to the ground crying, and wondered why his old father didn't choose to pick up his good son.

"I don't know what Uncle Jiawen came to me for this time?"

As if he hadn't heard his son cry, Gavin Darke weighed his words until Hillith hurried over, and after Oron turned his head, he gave her husband the back of the head for a moment, and then picked up his son and coaxed him to the back, a scene that embarrassed Kraken.

Aunt Hillieth doesn't seem to be easy......

"Well, Kleist is seven years old this year, right?"

Obviously in a solemn tone that was no different from the past, Kraken always felt that Uncle Gavin's voice was not as majestic as it used to be.

"Yes, Kleist is currently learning swordsmanship from his father and cultural knowledge from Naria."

"Yes, it's a good boy, and when you grow up, you can let Kleist have more contact with Gavinster."

Seeing that his old friend Oron lowered his head again, thinking about Bo's yodeler, Gavin Darke could only change the topic and get down to business.

"You've heard about the Excalibur that appeared in the Emerald Collar of Noxus three days ago, right? What do you think? ”

Nodding unexpectedly, Kraken's expression became serious.

"It is said that it is a flaming sword that can scorch the soul of the person who touches it, Lester, the lord of the Emerald Lord, first issued an order to seal off the gladiatorial arena and prohibit anyone from touching it, and then deliberately publicized the news, I think, he may have found a way to use the Excalibur, and wanted to show the power of the Emerald Collar through the owner of the Excalibur, which is why he set the time a month later, he wanted more forces to see the scene of the Emerald Collar controlling the Excalibur......

Lester has a lot of plans. ”

"That's right, Lord Leicester has never been a simple person, I think my old friend saw this ten years ago, whether it is politically or militarily, the [Demon Lord] of the Emerald Lords has outstanding achievements, and they are by no means extraordinary."

Knowing that Gavin Darke was talking about Oren's meeting with Epsol, Kraken didn't interject.

"I came to you just to let you follow Oron to the Emerald Territory, participate in the Emerald Collar's Excalibur Choosing Ceremony, and bring back the important information of the Emerald Collar as much as possible."

Pointing to the large map hanging on the wall, Gavindark said in a deep voice.

"Our spies have never had the opportunity to enter the inner city before, and this time the gladiatorial arena in the inner city is open, which is a rare opportunity, and many forces will enter the Emerald Territory, which is a good opportunity......

You will participate in the ceremony as a guest of honor on behalf of Demacia, and understanding the intelligence of Excalibur is secondary, for the Emerald Lord's military strength and city defense layout is the most important thing, the Emerald Collar and Noxus are too aggressive, in order to protect the peace of Demacia, we need more information from the enemy, as far as possible in advance......

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The most important thing is not to let the Noxians perceive our intentions, and everything has to be kept secret enough in the midst of the chaos. ”

After a moment's thought, Kraken nodded.

"I see, Uncle Gavin."

"Very well, I'm sure you won't let me down."

He smiled with satisfaction, and after finishing his business, Gavin Dalk couldn't help but say a few words of homely things.

"Kraken, you rejected the Forbidden Demon's search...... So, Kleist has a talent for magic, right? Does Naria make Kleist a mage? ”

Kraken's expression tightened, he didn't know what Gavin Darke meant by this, but no matter what, he shouldn't have dragged his only son to confinement.

In that case, it's better to tell the truth.

"Yes, Kleist has a talent for magic, but Nariya doesn't have the idea of making Kleist a mage, she just wants him to spend his life as an ordinary Demacia."

"That's right...... Alright, Kraken, tomorrow the mission of Demacia will depart, you go back and get ready. ”

"Understood, Lord Garvin, General Oren, his subordinates are retired."

When Kraken left, Oron looked at the thoughtful Gavin Dark, pondered for a moment, and spoke to persuade.

"I'm not against you doing that, but it's not a good time."

"I know, I know, I'm just preparing a plan, maybe I won't see the day when it will be established until I die, this top-secret plan will only be opened when necessary, as the cornerstone of ensuring the peace and stability of Demacia, there will be a day in the future when things change, but definitely not now."

"That's good...... Alright, I'm leaving. ”

The man who held the supreme power in Demacia sighed deeply as he watched his old friend leave, and finally gave up on the unreliable idea of assassinating Poqi the yodeler.

"I can't help it, old friend, take a step, look at a step."

……

In the conference hall of the Immortal Fortress Fortress, while the Noxian High Command was in a meeting, a hurried messenger knocked on the door and placed a confidential letter from another place in front of the Grand Leader of the Noxian Warband.

"Jade leads the Heavenly Sword to descend from the sky, and next month there will be a Divine Sword Owner Selection Ceremony in the Colosseum!? How could there be such a thing!? Isn't this more fun than the third wife? ”

The man, who couldn't suppress his excitement, slapped the table and stood up laughing.

As the immortal fortress most closely related to the Emerald Leader, Nadalz was directly drooling with envy after knowing that the Emerald Collar had obtained the Excalibur, and he didn't have the pretense of a barbarian boss at all.

For Nadalz, who bursts out of his nature from time to time, Stendal rolls his eyes, and he is a little used to it.

From a distance, it looks majestic, but up close, it is a big smart, a fool.

Strictly speaking, there are few reliable people in this room, and the war depends on blood and oh oh oh.

Looking back now, Stendhal himself didn't know how such a group of hanging men, under the guidance of the Pale Witch, forcibly integrated to defeat the tyrant Maudecaesar and successfully occupy the immortal fortress.

It should have been shit luck.

"So now the question is, who wants to go to the Emerald Territory to participate in the Excalibur Choosing Ceremony?"

Stendhal's voice had just fallen, and countless echoes came and went.

"I'll go!"

"I'm the same!"

"I, Dur Xiu, am God's chosen one! I want to meet the master of the Divine Sword of the Jade Collar to see if he is a hero and a hero, and whether he is qualified to obtain the Divine Sword......"

With a wave of his hand, Du Erxiu kicked his legs in the struggle and was pulled out by the serious guards.

Stendhal, with a dark face, looked at the conference hall that was in chaos in an instant, and was a little speechless.

If this continues, I am afraid that we will not even forget about the topic of how to deal with the claws of winter and the howling cold wind.

That's still a hairy meeting, it's better to go home and play with Nadalz with the three wives.

"I'll go."

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and the female mage, who had been missing for more than two years, came to the suddenly quiet conference room with a smile on her face, causing everyone to fall into a state of surprise.

This woman went back and forth without a trace, how could she be like a ghost?

"I think it's possible, but Madam Rose alone can't show our sincerity, or I'll go too, what do you think?"

Stendhal breathed a sigh of relief and spoke.

"If that's possible, then I'll have to trouble Miss Rose and Master Stendall to make a trip."

The woman smiled slightly.

"It's not about tiredness, it's just that I've been away for too long and I want to go home and have a look." chaptere