The Immortal Fortress, the Fortress Chamber, the Empire's most elite and loyal armorers loyally guarded the iron gates, and twenty-two strong sergeants in heavy armor and armed with black iron halberds dutifully guarded everywhere, with an indifferent gaze to stop anyone who wanted to break into the venue.

Even if the sky fell, until the gate was opened from the inside, the armor would not allow anyone to disturb the meeting, which was an order of the Imperial Commander, approved by the Supreme Command, and no one could disobey it.

Trespassers do not need to be reported or tried, and can be killed on the spot to set an example.

In the conference room, Blanc Darkwell, with a black hair and long beard, and a face as majestic as a prairie lion, perfectly inherited the rugged and thick national character face of his ancestors.

The unangry and self-righteous Imperial Commander wore a black and red dragon skin cloak, coldly observing the twelve great nobles seated, his chestnut cold eyes exuding heavy pressure, as if he wanted to find the weakness of human nature from everyone's facial expressions,

It's a pity that in the scrutiny again and again, Brown sees only suspicion and greed hidden underneath, and everyone hides themselves deeply.

can be entrenched at the top of the empire for so many years in the belief in the supremacy of the strong, and the helmsman here will naturally not show any flaws.

The harsh environment of survival of the fittest has long eliminated a large number of stupid and cowardly rulers, and each family has the most ancient and reliable family motto and inheritance method.

Even the most stupid fool knows that he can find a reliable heir among many excellent descendants to continue the bloodline, and after layers of screening, at least there are no hopeless but wanton fools among the rulers of the empire on the surface.

The one that appears here is one on top, and they are all human spirits.

There is no doubt that this is a cunning and cruel group of jackals, who bow down and hide in the grass while shaking their heads and tails, and wink at another male lion who has invaded the territory.

Maybe it's because of the great rout of the empire in Dragon Island in the past, or maybe it's because of the national fortune, the iron-blooded commander Burnham, who has suppressed the people for a hundred years, has long been killed on the battlefield, and the Supreme Command is no longer as centripetal as it was in the past, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the people sitting here now are just hyenas who serve their own and their families' interests.

Blanc lowered his head, his eyes narrowed, he knew that the reason for this situation was nothing more than that he, the new commander, did not have enough prestige, neither great military achievements nor political achievements.

The Noxus Empire is supreme in the strong, and if you want others to bow down and be willing to serve, either your fists are bigger than others, or you are thirsty for the blood of the enemy, and the blade is faster than others, a very simple truth, if you can calmly kill all opponents, no one will stand up against them.

In Noxus, countless powerful families will eat the weak alive like jackals, and even the bones will be chewed a few times and swallowed into the stomach......

Of course, this cruel fate does not include those old aristocrats who have regarded themselves as the elders of the empire at the beginning of their own state, and continue their prosperity with the laws of the empire.

Since the last Grand Commander of the Empire...... That is, his father died on the battlefield, and after the truce between the Noxian Empire and the state of Demacia, the empire has never experienced a decent large-scale war, and most of the time it is just a small fight to deal with bandits and bandits, and it is naturally nonsense to get enough to subdue others and sit firmly in the position of the great commander.

Brown knew that with the current complicated situation of the empire, the consequences of daring to start a war with foreign countries would be unimaginable, and if he wanted to make the empire great again, he must first eliminate the internal troubles and uproot the warlord forces in the south.

Originally, he thought so, and continued to work hard to lay out for this purpose, until the Lord of the Emerald Lords came to this ancient and sacred land with undisguised ambitions, and the Dark Guard and the Meteor of the Emerald Lords disrupted all plans, and the originally clear situation of the empire became confusing again.

In this case, dealing with the Emerald Collar has become the first goal, he wants the Darkwell family to lead Noxus to be great again, and wants to change the Empire Commander to the supreme emperor of Noxus, but he doesn't want to work hard for his own painstaking layout, but in the end he made a wedding dress for the Emerald Collar.

Therefore, this secret meeting at the highest level must be held as soon as possible, and he must find out how many of the current Noxus magnates are on his side.

Up to now, there have been two open mutineers and three wavering people in the eight families who have elected themselves as the leaders of the empire, and if you don't count the other three old nobles who have always remained neutral and just want to read the prosperity of the old nobles, there are only three great nobles who are willing to speak up for the Darkwell family.

The Noxian Empire did not have an emperor, only the aristocratic warlords who controlled most of the army, and the Grand Commander, although he could make a decision, had to have enough supporters.

The fact that there are only four supporters among the twelve great nobles means that less than half of the Immortal Fortress soldiers are willing to stand up for the majesty of House Darkwell, which is an extremely terrifying signal.

Beneath the calm surface of the lake, the Darkwell family is as solid as a pyramid of dominance and danger.

Brown looked up and returned his gaze to the first seat.

The head of the Swain family, fifty-six-year-old Rogier Swain, looks as handsome as a teenager, but his face and skin are extremely pale, and he can even see the blue and purple veins under the skin.

The man representing the power of the old aristocracy was dressed in a luxurious blue stand-up collar gown, the man crossed his hands boringly on his chest and playing with his delicate nails, and his long silky silver hair was tied behind him, looking elegant and noble.

The helmsman of the Swain family had a gentle smile, but his eyes reflected the noble color that symbolized the blood ancestor.

[Scarlet Immortal], born from the purest blood power of the Blood Ancestor, is enough to reincarnate mortals and obtain unimaginable power of time.

This is the darkest and most hidden great power of the empire, and it is also the first threshold for him to pursue his ambitions, if he wants to become a scarlet immortal who receives the gift from the temperamental blood ancestor Vladimir, he also needs the introduction of the Swain family, and naturally he will not provoke the Swain family.

What's more, the Swain family, which represents the four old aristocratic forces, will never become an obstacle to him, and will never give up the glory and wealth that they have enjoyed for nearly a thousand years and devote themselves to the camp of the Demon Lord.

After all, everyone knows that the nobles of the Emerald Collar have many rules and constraints, and it is not even a place to play with a few slaves, and the old nobles who have always been lawless will not abandon the light and turn to the dark as long as they are not stupid.

So, the Swain family doesn't have to worry.

Blanc set his sights on the second seat.

Mikhail Mydarda, who represents the head of the Myrdalda family, wears a slightly revealing low-cut dress, with chocolate-colored healthy skin that exudes a seductive glow, and the dark green agate white gold necklace on the woman's chest is held up by a ravine, which complements the woman's feminine face with the precious metal chain-shaped gemstone accessories on the face.

The woman is a perfect blend of debauchery and nobility, and with a smile and a smile full of the elegance of a noblewoman, only the cute and delicate little milk dogs who are stared at by the hot eyes of the huntress will know how passionate and greedy this woman is in bed.

Most of the men who have been honored by the Myrda family for a few months are kicked out with a large sum of money, and even then, there are many who recommend themselves because their brothers are willing to take a chance on their own future, and go alone with steel wool balls and syringes, eager to be the next guest of the woman's skirt.

There is no doubt that this is a woman who eats men and does not spit out bones, but for Blanc himself, Myrdalda, as an old nobleman like Stendal, does not need to worry about leaning towards the Emerald Collar.

Although the Midalda family is business-oriented and has always had dealings with the Emerald Collar, they are deeply disturbed by the Emerald Collar's 'harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes', and the Midalda family has played the role of the Emerald Collar's business rival for hundreds of years, as long as Mihayer is not stupid, he will not give up the basic market that has been in business for countless years.

The third seat was supposed to be the new nobles who controlled the Assassin Council, the Quekao family, but now that the Quekao family had openly chosen the Emerald Collar, they were placed in the eleventh place in the end.

Glancing at Du Qucao, who was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, Brown's gaze returned to the third seat.

The great nobleman who now sat in the third seat was none other than the head of the Salapam family, and Malthus Sarapam, who was as tall as an ox, noticed Bron's gaze, and the man in heavy armor grinned, raised his calloused right hand and shook it, and the green tendons on his arms were as hideous as earthworm wriggling.

Don't look at Malthus's somewhat frivolous demeanor, but no one in the audience dared to underestimate it.

Malthus was a gladiator in the Empire's famous Arena of Reckoning, and like his rising fame, Malthus had the best fighting power to capture tigers and leopards alive and tear lizards and bulls, not to mention that Malthus was also the general of the Sarapam Warband.

Blanc nodded, in response to Malthus's greeting.

The Sarapam family is the only two old nobles who hold military power, and together with the Dakwell family, they control the Forbidden Army in the inner city of the Immortal Fortress, and in order to deepen their bonds, the two families have always maintained a tradition of marriage, which can be described as an unbreakable alliance.

Looking away from Malthus's face, Blanc knew that the Sarapam family would be a die-hard supporter of the Darkwell family.

Sitting in the fourth seat is Brunsk Little, the head of the House of Ryter,

Brunsk also received the great gift of the Blood Ancestor, becoming the only two Scarlet Immortals among the Thirteen Families,

Seventy-eight years old, with a handsome and bewildering face and short silver hair, Brunsk is the most famous night boy at the imperial court banquets, and the top hat maker that many nobles love and hate.

It is said that he has mastered the art of seduction taught by the blood ancestor, and Brunsk has an unclear relationship with many noblewomen and girls, and there are many more ignorant girls who are eager to become Brunsk's mistress, and their life style can be described as very disorderly.

For Brown, he did not like the Rite family, which was also an old nobleman.

A quarter of the Empire's missing populations came from the House of Rite and the slave guards affiliated with the nobles of the House of Little, and the rest either died in the Arena of Reckoning or were trained by the Crimson Knot to become providers.

After all, immortality does not mean that there is no price, there is nothing wrong with letting the inferior bloodline feed the noble bloodline, in other words, those people are just living in the body of the nobility in another form.

In addition to controlling the slave trade and running most of the prostitution parlors, the Late family was synonymous with the Noxian Empire, openly abandoning the traditional Locke spirit in the upper echelons of the empire, and exalting hedonism and pleasureism to the extreme.

The members of the Rite family often take the initiative to organize aristocratic circles to open up the impart, not to mention, and they also like to seduce wives and noblewomen the most, and carry forward the legacy of Wei Wu.

What's more, the Latt family would regularly arrange for masked noblewomen who were not satisfied with the status quo to act as female bodhisattvas in the slums, in the name of "to achieve physical imperial equality".

The Rite family can be said to have lowered the moral line of the empire by themselves, and for a time countless illegitimate children and adopted sons rose from the ground, and babies sprung up from the fields like mushrooms after a rain.

For such an old aristocracy, Brown, who is bent on reviving the empire, naturally won't like it, but he won't interfere too much in the industry of the Rite family, one is that the Rite family has not violated the bottom line of the empire, and will only attack the nobles and meritorious families, and will only use redemption to deal with the fatherless and motherless war orphans, and the second is that the dividends of the Latte family have a share of the Darkwell family.

In this case, Blanc naturally has no reason to interfere, but it is better to say that the operation of the Rat family will greatly promote population growth, fill the youth and combat effectiveness, and turn a blind eye is the best choice.

If there is anyone other than the Sarapam family who is least likely to join the camp of the Emerald Leader, it is the immoral Rite family.

The laws of the Emerald Collar are full of human trafficking and slave trade, and if the Emerald Collar rules the Immortal Fortress, the Rite family will be more than just shedding a layer of skin.

Because of this, the Latte family will definitely not be their enemies.

Bron's Darkwell shifted his gaze to the handsome middle-aged beauty sitting in the fifth seat, facing the last old aristocratic force, Bron's calm gaze did not change, but his heart was cold.

Adlett Resors, a despicable traitor.

The Resors family operates many fleets, and with the support of the Empire, they sent governors to establish colonies on the ocean, obviously the old aristocratic forces who grew up drinking the milk of the Empire, but they took the initiative to have close ties with the Demon Lord, and there are many rumors that the Resus family has taken refuge in the Demon Lord.