Located in the heart of Ionia, Presidium is one of the holiest places in Ionia.

Many people travel long distances to study at prestigious universities or meditate in the lush enchanted gardens.

This is the sacred place in the hearts of the Ionians.

It is the equivalent of the capital.

It was also during this battle that Irelia severed one of Svein's arms.

Noxus was defeated.

The invasion war is over.

But Irelia didn't kill Svein, it was a no-brainer for her.

Because she knew that Noxus would continue to covet Ionia, and instead of killing Svein, the Empire might send a more radical general.

It is better to keep him and let him sink into his own terror, and bring a temporary peace to Ionia. After all, Ionia's overall combat power is far from Noxus.

Whether it's this land, or the people of this land, they need time. Prepare for battle and hone your mind.

But it was this decision that led to a rift between her and some of the rebels.

Those people thought that they should take advantage of the victory and pursue the complete annihilation of the enemy.

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

And not a one-time compromise.

They don't understand why Irelia didn't kill Svein?

I heard that she had traveled to Noxus, and that she was friends with Svein, the general of the invaders. So you can't get started?

In short, all sorts of rumors began to spread among the rebels.

Until the group of zealots who broke away from the resistance and called themselves the Brotherhood were defeated and defeated by Noxus.

This kind of rumor is even more than ever.

The members of the Brotherhood suspect that Irelia exposed their whereabouts, which led to the discovery of the ambush by the Noxians.

Annihilation from the whole army.

They put the blame on Irelia.

But Quan Fever never thought that his old weapons, naïve tactics, and stupid command were the root causes of his failure.

After that, the Brotherhood's attack on her began.

At first, it was a head-on duel.

And then there was the despicable sneak attack.

After that, ambush, poisoning, coercion, slander. How insidious how to come.

This made Irelia's heart continue to suppress anger.

Now, Noxus is about to invade again.

This time she had to choose her direction decisively.

And she herself still has no direction.

After being depressed for a while, Irelia decided to go to Mori.

Legend has it that after the death of an Ionian, the soul would reside in the Blooming Spirit Flower, and when it bloomed, it would call on the living.

And every time there is a Blooming Spirit, you can drink the Blooming Flower Dew to communicate with the deceased.

Irelia didn't want to talk to anyone.

But she knew that the Spirit Tree was the meeting point between the Ionian spirits, heaven and earth.

She doesn't need to communicate with people.

But she needed the guidance of the Spirit of Ionia.

...

The evening breeze stirred the boneless ribbons in the sky. The most brilliant ink was poured on the summer sky after this trauma.

It's called Weili.

A medium-sized city on the coast.

It is famous because the Spirit Tree is located on the hill on the outskirts of the city.

Countless people come here.

Naturally, this includes Irelia.

She was wearing a delicate mask with two ornate horns on top of her head, and her crooked eyes turned her entire face into a wicked smile.

This is the mask of the killing gods.

He has the appearance of the Eternal Hunt Twins.

Forever hunting the twins?

Why did she know such a name?

Irelia didn't understand, she had never met a creature called the Eternal Hunt Twins, but she did.

It didn't matter, though, she just didn't want to be recognized, especially by members of the Resistance.

It is also part of the festival customs. Masks are worn throughout the Spring Festival.

The flow of people who come and go also follows the ancient traditions.

All kinds of visitors are playing out all kinds of stories today.

This is the legacy of war.

Manpower is irretrievable, and it can only be slowly healed by time.

...

"We send their spirits into the sky," the monk chanted softly under the spirit tree, his voice echoing through the glades beneath the night sky. "Let their ashes be sprinkled all over the world."

"May their bodies nourish the earth and help us grow." Others muttered.

"May their deaths be worth it."

"May their souls ......"

"May their souls be comforted." Irelia also stopped, looked up at the towering spirit tree and prayed.

As the sound of prayer became farther and farther away, the whole village seemed to stop, and everyone was looking at the spirit tree and muttering to themselves.

They put their wish in the wind, and may the spirit of Ionia, which has been blowing in this land for thousands of years, give them some comfort.

The melodious singing comes from an ancient musical instrument.

That soothing power penetrates everyone.

The flowers on the spirit tree swayed and fluorescent, and the rustling of the wind sent a blooming spirit flower to Irelia.

The glimmer that shone far brighter than the flames, bearing a little dewdrops.

Without hesitation, Irelia gently lifted the petals and lifted the corner of the mask on her face.

Dew slid across her lips, moisturizing her slightly dry red lips.

It flows on the lips and teeth, and blooms on the tip of the tongue.

It glides through the texture of the skin, eventually sliding into the throat and into the limbs.

At this moment, there seemed to be distant music in her ears.

A voice rose from the bottom of her heart.

From BGM...

The wind ruffled my hair

I know you're here

I'll see you next time in the spring light

Don't do it again

Leave me behind

Laa......

Will you wear the stars and the moon?

Riding the wind and waves to my dreams

.......

"Wow! Is this Irelia? Loved, loved! He grinned, surprised and affectionate.

In the spiritual realm, a young teenager was standing in front of Irelia, his amber eyes filled with tears.

The gentle smile on his face was full of unwillingness.

He raised his hand slightly, as if to reach out and caress the girl's cheek.

But by a gust of wind, the figure of the soul was blown away.

Never to be found again.

Baizhu, the worst traverser.

If the location he traveled through was another location in the Rune Continent, it would naturally be peaceful.

But he crashed headlong into Ionian territory.

And then?

Then he was hung up and beaten by Ionia, the spirit of Ionia that existed in the spirit world. (The Spirit of Ionia is real, existing in the Alliance's setting.) ）

The soul was directly torn apart.

In fact, normally speaking, the atractylodes at this time is directly considered nothing.

Both his personal consciousness and his memory are already dead.

It's just Ionia, as the weakest place in the spiritual and material worlds.

The few memories he had left attached to a newborn girl.

The girl's name was Irelia.

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