Indescribable love, indescribable feelings, are as intoxicating as poison, and like thorny black roses, they are unstoppable.

- LeBlanc

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The priests in the room, carrying brass lamps and black gauze robes, did not understand, but this did not prevent them from acting according to the orders of the Pale Lady, for in the Black Rose the Lady's decree had to be carried out.

Mrs. LeStana, who was disguised as LeBlanc, stood up and walked to the closest place to the mirror with the lamp, ready to report to herself in the mirror about Aslan's progress.

She said quietly, and the priests around her listened carefully, and in her heart, the goals, tasks, and characters of each sacrifice had already been arranged.

In Noxus, the first target she keeps a close eye on is naturally Maude Caesar, a nightmare that has haunted her for a very long time since the wild days of Ancient Noxus.

It can be said that; All of her plans revolve around preventing Maudecaesar from returning to the physical world, or banishing him forever, which is a major problem for her.

And the second place, naturally, is the leader Darkwell who she uses the Black Rose to support.

It's just that now his importance has been replaced by Svein, because Burnham Duckwell's death is a foregone conclusion, and every change in Black Rose's chess pieces will immediately have a chain reaction in Noxus.

If Svein rises, then Darkville may be a pawn that can be discarded, but the chessboard is in her hands.

And the third place is Aslan.

He was the sister of Burnham Darkwell and the son of Ancaria, the governor of the southwest of Nok.

This is a plan that has been prepared for more than a decade.

Thinking of this, LeBlanc had an incomparably handsome face in the middle of his mind, but he felt a little out of place in this world.

His soul aura is so powerful that even he can't figure out his future, as if this world doesn't have his cause and effect and any destiny trajectory.

At first, LeBlanc only supported Darkwell for political needs to win the support of a series of southern nobles in the south, and disguised his identity to pay attention to and cultivate Aslan, in fact, he didn't have any superfluous ideas at first.

But as Aslan grew older, he became more and more different from his Noxus counterparts, like someone teaching him something in a dream, and many things seemed to be self-taught, which made LeBlanc very interested in exploring him.

So, for LeBlanc, Aslan is also special.

Very special!

At first, she did contact Aslan because of her own plans and plans, but as she got along over the years, she found that Aslan's existence seemed to be a beacon that could shine ahead in her life, so she poured almost all her energy into paying attention to and cultivating him.

In addition to the intrigue and calculation, this is also a rare entertainment for her, and it can be regarded as a little plot set up to enrich her disguised Madame Lestana.

The long period of loneliness has made Aslan the best catalyst in her life, and she doesn't know if it's because of this feeling of being together, or if it's a habit that has gradually developed over a long period of time, or if it's some kind of strange relationship.

But for LeBlanc herself, she will never forget what she taught Aslan about life.

She; I miss that pleasure.

Thinking back on the harvest I had received from this child, I felt the joy of my own harvest, the satisfaction of comfort, the joy and trembling joy.

These feelings are like beautiful and vague dreams that keep lingering in her heart.

Thinking about Aslan's face, LeBlanc felt like crazy.

"Lestana, I have one thing to do."

Looking at his own shadow in the mirror, LeBlanc controlled it to speak, and spoke to the Lestana he was currently playing.

Then she held her breath, bowed slowly, and then stood upright, "I'm here; My lady, you can always trust in your sacrifices. ”

LeBlanc forced herself to wake up from this beautiful memory, and pretended to wait quietly for the Pale Lady's order.

"Go for Aslan, Lestana, the north of the empire is in shambles, but the position of governor in the south, I think we need to fight for it, or rather, we need to lay the foundation of the chessboard for the next upheaval of the empire in advance."

The room was quiet.

The priests in the room had long known that Aslan was the son of Ankaria, the governor of the South, and it seemed that this plan had been in place since the beginning when the lady ordered Lestana to train him.

LeBlanc herself didn't dare to imagine what it would be like for Aslan to become the governor of the South, but it was certain that there would be a change in it, and that the identity she disguised would become the most powerful person in the entire empire, and the Black Rose would bloom again.

LeBlanc herself disguised herself as a character she disguised, and who could have imagined who she really was in the matryoshka doll?

As if to see the expressions on the faces of the priests around her, she controlled her figure in the mirror and glanced at the priests in the room, and spoke:

"It's funny, isn't it? If our little Aslan has the power of the Governor of the South, has the Castle of Ancarya, owns the entire Southern Territory, and has enough glory that he will be the next Commander, then what else can we worry about? ”

LeBlanc's tone was full of seduction, stirring up the ambitions of everyone present, and causing the desires in the hearts of the priestesses to grow uncontrollably.

The castle of Ankaria is located in the southeast of Noxus, near the peaks of the majestic barrier of numerous mountains, and below it is connected to the twin cities of Piltover and Zaun, between the two ports of Besilko and Longmen, and the vast territory of Noxus has belonged to the Ancalian family since the beginning.

As a descendant of the governor of Ankariyaa, Aslan had a claim to the lands of the south.

"Since the change in Noxus is already inevitable, let's make it a little more radical."

LeBlan's figure vanished, and then he controlled his expression in the mirror to become serious, and issued a new edict to all the sacrifices.

A black shadow filled the room, faintly as if there were countless chatters, and the priests of the Black Rose carried their lamps and walked down the corridor to another hidden place.

There, everyone will receive an oracle from the Pale Lady and be given new assignments and promotions.

However, for Aslan, he knew nothing about the undercurrents that were happening in Noxus.

After saying goodbye to Sejuani, he rode south with Tonya and a few shamans who knew the roads well, first past Fort Delvo, and then down the plains of Dalmore back to the Immortal Fortress.

Everyone hurried on the road for nearly a month, and it was not until the vague silhouette of the Immortal Fortress could be seen in the distance that Aslan's mood eased.

He was on the way, and he gradually figured out something.