Knox Edie's conspiracy, Knox Cree's force, and Noxstali's cunning are the origins of the Trifali Council of Three.

But under the principle, I think there should be more special.

- Aslan, "On the Interests of the State"

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Aslan saw the characteristics of these warband warriors standing beside Draven, and their outfits were exclusive to the warbands led by Darius himself, and they had characteristics that distinguished them from other Trifali legions.

The soldiers of this warband were not only the best of all Noxian soldiers, but also the most loyal, and their most conspicuous symbol was the utilitarian heavy armor, which was usually marked with three indentations with a concave bottom on the chest.

This represents Trevary, the three elements of power, and the basis of the council that Svein later formed.

Noxus is eclectic, anyone who has the ability can soar in Noxus, no matter what kind of background, only need the power of will and the desire to succeed, Darius is the best example, he fought from a nobody to become one of the most powerful leaders of the empire, which also led to the existence of many war groups in Noxus, each of which also gave full play to its diverse and inclusive characteristics, forming countless war sequences.

But the Trifali Legion, the Scarlet Elite Executioner, and the Silent Warrior Mage Killer are special.

The Trifali Legion is one of the strongest legions in the Chieftains, representing the absolute force of Noxus and a symbol of foreign expansion.

The Scarlet Elite was trained by Du Kekao, and almost all of the members were Assassins, with the Areven, Tyrone, Catalina, and most of the Assassins and elite stonemasons in Noxus known to Aslan being the hands of the Scarlet Order.

The Silent Warriors, on the other hand, come from a special clan of Shurima, who know a kind of blood quenching technique, can use blood magic, and are also assassination agencies, but have an inexplicable relationship with Vladimir and the Black Rose.

And the Lesser garrison to which Aslan belongs, compared to the above three absolute elite legions, is just a local provincial legion, even if it is the same rank, there is a difference in rank.

The two groups of people gathered at the gate of the city did not smell of tension with each other, but they also attracted enough bright and dark eyes.

Draven's personality was known to all, but the young man across from him, who was talking with a smile on his face, made some people keenly smell the unusual.

Aslan felt that it was no accident that he had met Draven here.

Soon, everyone's eyes were drawn to the sound of heavy footsteps in the distance.

The comer's feet were heavy, his body was wearing armor, and the military boots with heavy metal plates embedded in the soles of his boots made a dull sound when he stepped on the ground when he walked, and his two feet were like drumsticks beating the drum surface, and every step made people feel a huge sense of oppression, as if they were trampling on the hearts of everyone.

Aslan turned his head and looked at the visitor with a courtesy smile on his face, then clenched his fists and saluted, and Draven restrained the arrogance on his face, and all the Trifali warriors were silenced by the rush of blood.

Darius, the symbol of Noxus' armed forces, is currently the first person to represent the military.

His first impression of Aslan was that he had short black and dense hair, narrow eyes under thick eyebrows, thin lips under a straight nose, and straight jaw angles that made him look very heroic, a little more burly and brave.

In his hand, he carried a battle axe that could not be ignored.

"Hats off, Commander." Aslan clenched his left hand into a fist and paid his respects to Darius.

"Aslan? Why are you here? Darius's tone was a little stiff, his expression was at first a little naturally surprised, then he paused and frowned, and finally he placed his battle axe on the ground and stared at Aslan as if he were slashing the head of an enemy with the blade of an axe.

"Madame sent me to Freljord to find something, and it is an honor that I have completed the task." Aslan looked at Darius, "By the way, I spent a short vacation in Freljord and made some friends at the same time. ”

Darius looked at the dozen or so Freljords behind Aslan, his gaze lingering for a moment on Tonya's cold, wanton greatsword.

This woman made him feel a little threatened, an instinct that he had cultivated countless times in battles to the death.

"Where you expend your energy, it should be in the way of pioneering for the Empire." Darius looked at Aslan, the guy in front of him seemed to be completely out of place with the average Noxian.

Compared to the roughness and savagery of other Noxian nobles, there is a sense of naturalness and depth in him, or rather; Darius felt that these qualities in Aslan should be replaced by the city, and the deceit and aristocratic hypocrisy were more in line with his evaluation.

"A sinister boy who is not destined to be a journeyman, but has some ability and is annoying."

Darius gave Aslan an unusually "to-the-point" assessment.

"I'll pay attention to your words and actions." There was an undisguised cruelty in Darius's dry tone, which made the hearts of some of the Trifali legions standing at the gate of the city subconsciously tighten.

Tonya tightened the weapon in her hand, and seeing that Aslan didn't say anything, she was just on guard.

Aslan looked at Darius, pondering the purpose of what he was saying, by whom, or was it just that Darius simply wanted to look at him, or was it a naked threat?

Or did Svein design this little encounter from the smallest detail, or did he want to test the attitude of Duke Kao and Lestana through himself?

Aslan didn't understand the motive for the moment.

"I will be careful in my words and deeds, and let all glory go to Noxus."

"All glory to Noxus?" This time, Darius's tone was not so sharp and imposing, his voice was low and deep, and he nodded after thinking about Aslan's words, "With the example of the Baroness in front of you, you should indeed be the same." ”

Darius's soothing tone eased the momentum condensed at the city gate.

In the mansion, LeBlanc walked out of the room after bathing, the servants had already laid out the tablecloth with food, she looked at the butler Bonn with a handkerchief on her forearm, "Where is my Aslan now?" ”

"Madam, according to the time estimate, Young Master Aslan should have entered the city, I have asked the servants to wait at various intersections, no matter which way he comes back, we will have time to greet him." Old Bol stood aside, cautiously looking at LeBlanc's face.

As he said, a large amount of news has been released, and various intersections have been filled with spies from various families.

This is a specialty of Noxus.