"They said I killed the peace."

Under a large tree whose flowers had lowered its branches, Irelia found a clearing.

She casually saw an old woman, sitting on a simple wooden stool under the roots of a large tree, humming a soft elegy.

Her face was dappled with tears, she was dressed plainly, and one hand was resting on the tombstone beside her. Offerings to the deceased are placed in front of the grave.

"Strangling peace?"

"Son, why do you think that?"

"Didn't peace come at last? And if peace is snuffed? So what kind of life are we living now? ”

The woman stood up and tried to break a large nut, but was unsuccessful.

"Son, I remember the old days very well." She held out a thin, knuckle-thick finger and pointed at Irelia. "It was a good day! No one misses that time more than I do. ”

She pulled a knife from her belt and began to pry the nuts open.

"But the world has changed. It's not the same time, is it? ”

Finally, the husk was pried open. Place the crumbled kernels in a small bowl at hand.

"See? I used to be able to break it with my hands, but now I use a knife. The old woman looked kindly at the girl in front of her.

"I would have been unhappy when I was younger, although I would have broken the nuts with a knife, but what does it matter, I wasn't here when I was younger."

"yes!"

Irelia nodded. The smile that had not been seen for a long time returned to his face again.

"I believe we are on the right path."

Her face was resolute.

"However, the deceased must always be comforted."

"You don't blame him?" The old woman pointed to the newly built tomb not far away.

"Nope."

"Never."

She really didn't seem to care about the attack just now.

That's a killer from the Brotherhood.

An assault for leadership.

"I think those followers of yours might be right. You really are already a qualified leader. ”

For the old woman's affirmation, Irelia was noncommittal.

She has her own philosophy.

"The Blooming Blossom is blooming."

"Yes! It hasn't been opened in years. ”

"I'm going to check it out." Irelia said.

"Remembering the martyrs. It was also to convince them that this was an opportunity. ”

She knew that almost all of the Ionian forces would be present on the Blooming Spirit.

It's not just their tradition, it's a tribute to the first bloom since the invasion of Noxus.

"When are you going to go?"

"Tomorrow." Irelia slowly got up and said to the old woman.

The rain is coming, she can feel it. Everyone can feel it.

Noxus will be back.

...

No one had ever thought Irelia was ordinary.

When she was born, the entire Ionian spirit rejoiced.

The Equilibrium Sect was the first to find her parents.

But Irelia didn't end up joining the equilibrium.

Because there was another force, the monks from the Temple of Eternity took her.

Why would her parents trust her to the monks of the Temple of Eternity? Maybe it's just because their leader is called the Apocalypse.

As the leader of the spiritual realm, the symbol of all of Ionia, no one would reject the Apocalypse and the Temple of Eternity.

The monks seem to think that Irelia is the next Apocalypse.

Although they had found a little girl named Darha, the monks couldn't tell which was the incarnation of the next Apocalypse, Karma.

To make sure nothing went wrong, Irelia was taken back to the Temple of Eternity.

A few years later, drowning in the voices of thousands of past incarnations, Darha was confirmed to be the Apocalypse of this life.

But Irelia didn't leave.

Because she also had an 'ancient memory' in her mind, which the monks also referred to as ancient memories.

But she herself doesn't think so.

Because, in those memories, she saw a scenery that had never been seen in the Rune Continent.

A strong country.

Busy streets, all kinds of skyscrapers.

She dared to guarantee that those images definitely did not belong to Ionia, or even to the continent of Valoran.

She didn't tell it to the monks who had taught her so much.

She decided to keep it a secret for herself.

...

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

With strange memories, she grows up very fast.

By the time she was eight years old, she had more magic than most monks.

The magic of the Ionian spirits connected to her at all times, and by the age of ten, the monk who taught her had already declared that he could no longer teach.

They had never seen a creature with such vast magical power in hundreds of years.

For a moment, they even felt like they were directly confronting the entire Ionian incarnation, the Ionian Spirit. And not a little girl.

"The Chosen!"

This is the honorable title bestowed on Irelia by the monks.

They believed that the Spirit of Ionia had chosen her.

She is both the chosen one and the only one.

He was born destined to be the great leader of Ionia.

...

Then the ten-year-old Irelia listened to her inner voice and chose to leave the Temple of Eternity and leave Ionia. Traveled to the wider world outside.

For the next four years, her footprints were found throughout the Valoran continent.

From Bilgewater, to Piltover, Zaun, Noxus. Then to Demacia, Shurima, and finally to Ionia by boat.

For four years, she had walked through most of the entire Valoran continent.

She made a lot of friends along the way, including Jace and Caitlin who were still studying at the University of Piltover.

Black Murdinger, the great inventor of the Yodel School of Science and Progress.

The girl who secretly practiced magic in Demacia, and was a little younger than her, Lux and her friend Galio, the Colossus of Justice.

She also had the good fortune of meeting Nasus at Shurima, a middle-aged uncle who was erudite and wise (only when using the power of Ascension, he would take on the form of a dog head of several tens of meters. ）

Her time with Nasus was the most fulfilling month she'd ever had.

The learned uncle told her all sorts of magnificent stories, epics that existed in the past, and magic beyond imagination, which made her linger.

Eventually, at the age of fourteen, she returned to Ionia.

Immediately afterward, the invasion of Noxus broke out.

The returning 'Chosen One' naturally became the leader of all the rebels.

In Irelia's own words, "I never wanted to be a leader, I fight, and they follow." ”

The low EQ said: That is, most of the rebels who joined were doing a disservice.

There were battles that Irelia could have overcome on her own, but she failed to rescue her teammates.

She's more of a firefighter, and wherever Noxus is over, she's going to go.

In this way, this inexplicable war was dragged on for nearly two years.

Instead of achieving much success, the rebels lost a great deal of land.

Until the Battle of Presidine broke out.

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