Four

Time: Afternoon Location: War College, White Tower, Romantic ParkCharacters: Mocha Amuel, Anrela

¤The camera shows the entire romantic park and imitates the walking of people, taking pictures of the scenery along the way, and finding the location of the characters - in front of the peony flowers, on the benches.

(¤ Lens gradually locks on Mocha, Angleon)

Mocha: It's our first time here—

Angela Mocha: It's my first time here.

(Angela looks down shyly, and Mocha looks at Angela in surprise.) )

(¤Angleon angle alignment mocha)

Mocha: I rarely have a time like this, and thanks to you.

(¤Angleon is angled at Anyella, then turns to the Overshoulderangle over-the-shoulder camera to look at Mocha from Narella's direction.) As she spoke, Angela looked at the peony flower not far ahead, and Mocha kept looking at Angela. )

Anrela (smiles): You don't have to thank me, in fact, I am the one who has become one of the few friends I have in this strange environment.

(¤The camera turns to the two of them, shoot a twoshot double shot, but not focus)

Mocha (chuckles, fingers crossed in front of you): If you approach someone, there will be a lot of people who will want to be friends with you - in general, you are an introvert and extremely social.

Angela: yes, because I grew up in the countryside and never lived in a big city.

Mocha: It's been a year, and there are some things that I should learn to adapt to.

Anrila: So- are you used to? Inquisitor?" (laughs mischievously)

Mocha (whispering): I'm here for another purpose, not to make friends.

Anrila: So- I'm not your friend either?

Mocha: You're an exception, or rather, you're a human exception.

Anrila (feigning anger): Are you scolding me? Did I do something wrong?

Mocha (smiles): Okay - you know, I don't mean anything malicious - (Turning to point to the peony flower not far away, at this time ¤ turns to the Overshoulderangle over-the-shoulder camera to see the peony flower from Mocha) Do you like this flower?

(¤Turn the Reverseangle backhand angle to show two people)

Angela: I like all the flowers, I just thought they were beautiful, so I chose this place!

Mocha: Flowers are indeed beautiful, but people must not be flowers.

Anrila (confused): Hmm? Why?

Mocha: The flowering period has an end, but it can bloom again. But people, once they pass away, they will not come back.

Anrela (slightly surprised): I didn't expect you to have such a melancholy time!

Mocha: (pointing to the distance) Like those multifloral peonies, people have many facets. In the eyes of different people, I play different roles.

Anrila: So- what role do I play in your eyes?

(¤Angleon angle alignment mocha)

Mocha (looking at Anrila intently): Do you want to hear the truth?

(¤Angela nods, then the camera focuses on Mocha again)

Mocha: You- (pauses, chuckles) I want you to be my lover.

(¤Anrela glanced at Mocha, then lowered her head and didn't speak for a long time.) ¤Re-turn the backshot angle)

Mocha: I just hope — I'm sorry, forget what I just said.

Anrila: Mocha - you're a good person. I know you have a lot of admirers at the War College, but – but I do – I don't want to live as "someone's Arela"!

Mocha: I understand – you've lost so much, you don't want to have a lot of bonds, you're afraid of losing.

Angela: Mocha - (¤ grabbing Mocha's arm), I've treated you like my family! Isn't that a tie? I'm afraid of losing, but that's not why I'm not in love.

Mocha: I'm sorry - forgot what I said today, okay?

Angela: So you have some regrets—

Mocha: That's just for you – to everyone else, I don't regret what I've done!

Anrila: You can't think like that, everyone is equal! You hurt me the same way you hurt others! Everyone has someone they love and someone who loves them! You can't hurt anyone!

Mocha: Anrila - I want to ask you a question.

Angela: Ask, I'll tell you if I know.

Mocha: If the killer of your parents were standing right in front of you, would you forgive them?

(¤Angela looks at Mocha in surprise, and after 3 seconds, she averts her gaze and lowers her head)

Anrela: I- I didn't think about it, I don't know-

Mocha: Even people like you won't forgive the guy who killed his loved one! That's right, there are some people in this world who don't deserve forgiveness because they have too much people's blood on their hands.

Anrila: But — but what good is it if you punish them in the same way? it's just self-gratification — it doesn't mean anything to the dead.

Mocha: But—

(¤Angela gently places her index and middle fingers on Mocha's lips and motions for him to stop talking.) )

Angela (smiles): We're making the conversation heavy, isn't it, today - you're looking for me - if- isn't it a date- (shyly bows her head)

Mocha (adjusting): yes - it was a date, but I was rejected.

Anrila: That's- I'll give you something as compensation.

Mocha: You can't compensate me for sending me.

(¤Angela hugs Mocha without warning)

Angela: A lot of times, happiness is as simple as hugging. When you have it, you don't feel anything, and once you lose it, it's hard to get it back. That's what my mom used to tell me, and I'm telling you now. Remember how you feel right now, and before you do something irreparable, recall it!

Mocha: What if I really forgot?

Anrela (squinting and smiling): Will you forget Anrela?

(¤This sentence surprised Mocha greatly)

Five

Time: Evening Location: War College, Central Tower, Bezord's Office: Bezod, Fronsa

¤The camera begins with Bezod's office, which is empty on the outside, with wooden tables and chairs by the window, and wooden bookshelves on the left and right sides. The camera then lingers in the center of the room, where a cylindrical stone platform is floating, a palm-sized magic crystal that glows blue.

¤The camera pulls and turns into the inner room of the office, where Bezod stands by the window, looking out the window. Fronza sat on a bench close to them.

(¤Angleon angle is aimed at Bezord, from the back to the side face)

Bezod: How are you doing?

(¤The camera switches to Fronza and zooms out the angle, which will be alternated in the future, so I won't repeat it.) )

Fronza: Mistress Bezord never cared about people, and if I were going to die, I don't think I would have asked that. (Fronza said this in a joking tone.)

Bezord: You have a lot of value for me.

Fronza: Well, I admit it, having you is the unluckiest thing of my life, and I will do whatever you ask.

Bezod: I like obedient pawns.

Fronza: Please don't use the word chess piece, okay? I'll help you think of any other word - (think) but there's really no word that can be replaced.

Bezod: To what extent did Anton Saron have the eyes of the mind?

Fronsa: Anton Salon, who has become adept at using the mind eye to share the vision of others and control it, many times, is like his own eyes. However, it is important to note that when Anton Salon, when he did all this, he did it unconsciously, that is, he did it unconsciously.

Bezod: It's his instinct, and it seems that I made the right thing to do to blind him.

Fronza: Yes, you do everything right, but you never think about anyone else.

(¤ Bezod turns his head and glares at Fronsa, detailed portrayal of the camera)

Bezod: You're not in a position to accuse me, but if you still want to live well, watch your words and deeds!

Fronza (not the slightest nervousness, still looking indifferent): Yes, my lord, I will pay attention, I apologize for the actions just now.

Bezod: Asrema and Insominia, what have they been doing lately?

Fronsa: The two of them are currently gathering some information, some information about their origins, and they both want to know how their parents died. As far as I know, they're now in Maude Town.

Bezord: Tell me everything you know!

Fronsa: A person with the ability to see the mind is the best torturer—(chuckles) there's no doubt about that! Asrema is indeed half-elf, and both of his parents are half-elves, so he has the closest bloodline to the Charon clan. Insominia and his half-sister Raven are the only descendants of the Spellbreaker family, Insominia knows a lot about it, and what he learns from Jax makes him a warrior in his own right. After coming to the War College, he and Xavier are very close, although the two are 4 years apart, but there is still a little ambiguity, at least I think so! Xavier has strengthened Insomina's ability in hand-to-hand combat, and this guy can now rival the elite of the ten dreadnought vanguards!

Bezod: They're going to be my disciples soon, and you, Fronza!

Fronza: Well, I think that's good, isn't it time for my mission to end?

Bezord: No, it's just the beginning, the political turmoil in Noxus, and I'm working with some people to investigate Darkville's disappearance. So, you're going to keep watching a few of them for me.

Fronza: Alright, well, it seems that my dream of living an ordinary life has been shattered once again!

Bezod: Ask!

Fronza: Eroni doesn't seem to have any talent for magic, and although she is a direct descendant of the Brad family, she is nowhere near as powerful as Coria.

Bezod: You'll know her worth right away!

Fronza: Okay, there's one more thing I want to ask!

(¤Bezod turns, a little impatient)

Fronsa: Do I need to continue to teach Anton Salon's other abilities to use the Psychic Eye?

Bezod: No, your next job is to strengthen the abilities he already has mastered. The bloodline experiment has begun, and the mystery will be solved one by one.

Six

In the conference room on the fifth floor of the central tower of the War College, more than a dozen summoning mentors sat around the oval conference table, and the chair sat the Grand Summoning Mentor Bezord. He wears blood-red robes with gold wyvern accessories pinned with magic crystals at the collar. In general, Bezod's expressionless face can be described as charming, and although he is already fifty years old, his well-trimmed hair and beard, as well as slightly sunken brown eyes, make him look radiant.

However, those who knew Bezod well never thought so, and all summoning gurus, including the mysterious Marzaha, were terrified of this powerful summoner, and some did not even dare to raise their heads when they saw him.

"I never wanted to waste time on things like meetings, which were about one thing. Bezod spoke, his voice soft, but everybody could hear it, and everyone was so attentive that they didn't dare to slack off.

"Five years ago, there would have been nearly thirty mentors here," Bezod looked everyone in the eye, and most chose to avoid his gaze, "but now, there are only thirteen people here." There were fewer summoners who could go out on missions, so I decided to have each of the instructors in the room choose five of their students to train and lead them on some missions. Who disagrees?"

No one dared to disagree, and everyone was as silent as ever, not even sighing, clearing their throats, or coughing. The two closest people to Bezord, Delroc and LeBlanc, kept their heads down, as if they had been cast some kind of magic.

"Since there are no objections, let me write down my choice first," Bezod said, picking up a blank piece of paper on the table in front of him and quickly writing down five names. "Pass them one by one, write down the five people you have chosen, you can't repeat them, start with LeBlanc!" he said, handing the pen and paper to LeBlanc on the side.

LeBlanc shuddered involuntarily when Bezord's name was mentioned, but fortunately she immediately adjusted her emotions and took the pen and paper from Bezord's hand. Without thinking, she wrote down the five names and placed the pen and paper on the table in front of Sivir.

Sivir and LeBlanc exchanged glances quickly, but sighed softly when Sivir saw the name on the paper. She bit her lip and shook her head as she wrote down five names.

Seven

Summoner's Diary, HN, 2007

☆ League of Legends' official publication "Summoner Daily" is suspected of plagiarism!

☆ Rain Love Song Column: Open the eyes of your heart

☆ Darles' Ambition: Joining League of Legends is the first step!

☆ Noxus Political Shady Reveal Issue 34: Black Eats Black

☆ Sivir falls in love – wants to spend the weekend with the people you love

☆ Scandal Quotes of the Month: Have You Ever Lived?

☆ Grand Druid Serabel: I can't stand the destruction of the forest by magic!

☆ The end of the "Ionian Travel Diary" edited by Michelia

☆ Golden Apple Award - Judge the sexiest heroine in your heart

☆ Valoran Corrupt Officials Directory No. 260: Ionian Unscrupulous Monk Perris

☆Hex's Killing Technology - Detailed Explanation of the Performance of the Giant War Fire Crossbow (10)

☆ Survival Code 236 Issue: Nedri's Strong Perfume doesn't smell like!

☆ Ranger Poet Wide Angle

Summary of the highlights of the HN 2007 issue of "Summoner's Diary".

There's no one who doesn't know Dalus, the High Overseer of Noxus, the murderous, bloodthirsty guy. During the Fifth Rune War, Daleus, still a soldier, defied orders, killed the commander who ordered the retreat, and led the remnants to sweep away the Demacian army, which was ten times larger than his own. Zanga Haslem, a high-ranking general of the Order Party, discovered the obscure Dales and reused it.

Dalus's bloodthirsty nature is evident in battle, whether it's against the Dreadnought Vanguard in the Plains of Atholl or against the Hextech forces in the Warped Forest, he is always the one who kills the most, and his brutal killing methods are chilling. After the formation of League of Legends, the honorable Dellus became one of the first High Overseers in Noxus, alongside his Bole Zanga Hasleem. As a nobleman of Noxus, Zanga was extremely unhappy with Darkville's appointment, and with his political ambitions, a huge plan was born in his mind. This plan is known as the "Order Partition Plan", in which the Strategist led Swain, the politician Ankaria, and the high-ranking Overseer Zanga Haslem to privately expand the army and form factions, eventually dividing the Order into four factions.

The ups and downs of the regime have made Noxus society extremely chaotic, and due to the wrestling of the four major factions, the small and medium-sized aristocracy has been able to pamper the people and scrape the people's fat, and class contradictions are on the verge of breaking out. Peace did not bring happiness to the people of Noxus, but rather to their misery. The expansion of the military that lasted for 20 years by the four major factions finally led to a change in the social system, and the military became the main body of society. In fact, seven out of every 10 Noxians are military personnel.

Noxian scholars often describe high-ranking government officials, army commanders, and chaebols as the "three shackles" of the Noxians, because because of their presence, the sky of the city is not blue, and the future of the people is not hopeful. It was also when the social contradictions were about to intensify to the point of irreconcilability, that Dellus reappeared, declaring that he would wage war against the insatiable and triumphant nobles, and send them to the guillotine one by one. In fact, Dalus is the guillotine of Noxus, and he never needs a reason to kill, and no one dares to restrain him with the law. As soon as Dellus knew which nobleman was a puppet with a corpse and a false appearance, he would immediately wash his mansion in blood, and send men to kill everyone involved in it, including women and children.

In this way, the fear of the Noxians shifted from the people to the upper echelons, and many called Dalus's actions tantamount to usurpation, but everyone who said so was without exception, including Zanga Haslem. After Dalus killed Zanga, the Haslem faction demanded that the authorities investigate the matter thoroughly, but Caterina ignored the request. In fact, it has been rumored that Darkville was assassinated by Assassins sent by Haslem, and Katerina's behavior cannot help but cast doubt on the veracity of this statement. After Haslem's death, Dellus began to woo Swain, and it seemed that this would be another good show to take advantage of each other!

As of the week before we went to press, Dellus had already made a request to the League of Legends - "I want to fight in the Land of Justice!", and the League would not dare to refuse this request, first, this guy can do anything, and second, the war in Noxus is imminent. We're curious, though, to see what Dellus' next move would be, and what would his union with Swain mean?

-- Editorial

(segment \/)

Caterina has been having a hard time lately, the Darkville faction has gradually lost its leadership, and her father, Darkville, has not shown up since the "disappearance scandal" came out 4 years ago. There is a growing belief that Darkville has indeed disappeared and even been assassinated, despite the tight-lipping nature of Caterina as a daughter. Now, at the age of twenty-four, Caterina has become a puppet, and it is Sven and Dellus who make it happen.

In the past two months, the political situation in Noxus has changed dramatically. The members of the Haslem faction defected one after another, targeting the new faction leader, Dwyan Haslem, on charges of embezzlement, bribery, killing civilians, collecting taxes, and so on, enough to keep him in prison for more than a dozen lifetimes. The nineteen-year-old faction leader was not a corrupt aristocrat, but he was too young to have much political skill. Dwyane looked at the evidence in black and white, and the number of witnesses who could fill a mansion, and was helpless. If he is arrested by the Order government, the family faction will "collapse in one fell swoop", but what can be done? There is no one around him who can advise him, and famous generals like Sain and Rohr are still loyal to him, but they can only be regarded as a martial artist.

Noxian politics is a daily scene of black and black, and they are all nobles who are well-fed and pampered, but their desires make them no different from demons. For more power, for more money, they do everything. However, their fall or death in this way is undoubtedly the best punishment for them.

In the past two months, a total of 338 nobles have been punished in Noxus, and more than half of them have died unexpectedly. It's not just because of the rise of Dellus, something has been out of balance for too long, and there is always a force to bring it back into balance. This is the inevitability of history and the inevitability of the times, and those who do bad things will never die well. We don't want to evaluate what Dellus will bring to Noxus, but at least for this moment, what he did was beneficial to the city-state.

- "Noxus Political Shady Revealed Issue 34"

(segment \/)

Worm admits that the topic we're talking about today is too heavy, and maybe I'll make it easier for everyone. Well, now we all ask ourselves the question, "What would you most like to do ten years ago?" Summoner, opera star, astrologer, ranger, or bard? The irony is that ten years from now, our lives may be far from that.

The bug also wants to give the example of flies, which are a model of nature. Do flies have to eat for the rest of their lives? Of course, such a life may be simple. If a fly swears to suck only the sap of fruits and vegetables for the rest of its life, it may die quickly. So, the question is, what kind of fly would you like to be? But I'm going to tell you very sensibly, when you see a fly, you're sick and want to vomit and want to kill it right away! You don't care what it eats! So, the impression of the fly colony won't change, but that doesn't mean they will give up the opportunity to eat fruits and vegetables.

And let's not forget, we have 13 million flies in our brains (isn't that a disgusting comparison?). We're superior animals, and we have the right to make ourselves special -- to pursue the life you want! Don't cry when you die, "I never lived for myself!"

- Gossip Quotes BY Bug

(segment \/)

Recently, Serabel the leader of the jungle druids declared that he had run out of things for League of Legends. So, we have to ask, what makes this druid so angry? Since the establishment of the Righteous Lands battlefield in League of Legends, the environment of the Warped Forest, the Stone Bay Forest, and the Summoner's Canyon has deteriorated dramatically. Despite its strict regulations, the magic leaked out of the Righteous Lands, and these magic constantly changed the surrounding climate, landforms, and creatures, some of which could not be repaired.

Grand Druid Serabel once again warned the League of Legends that they would take "unconventional action" if they no longer found a way to contain the war at its roots. This so-called "unconventional action" undoubtedly refers to war, and it is very foolish to use war to eliminate war, and this practice has been imitated by countless people throughout the ages. The creator of League of Legends, Exio, has long said, "What we do can only be exchanged for a moment of peace." When the summoning system breaks down, a new war will break out again. The question, then, is, is peace just a flash in the pan?

-- Report of the Zu'an Community of this magazine

(segment \/)

Ionia is a land of peace and tranquility, and although the people here have different lifestyles, everyone is hopeful about the future and believes that an era of true peace is coming.

If one day, you wish to relax by traveling, then Ionia is the best place for you. There are countless places of interest and wonderland, as well as countless rare objects. Some of the simple and kind Ionians live in the savannah, some in the Qionglou Yuyu, and some in the picturesque landscape. As you get to know the country better, you will have the illusion that you are traveling through several dimensions, where everything is different, but it is organically connected by something. I'm sure you'll love it!

This is the end of the fifteenth consecutive issue of the Ionian Report, and I am about to end my five-month trip to leave this beautiful country. To be honest, if one day I am old, I would most like to spend the last years of my life here and then sleep among the picturesque mountains and rivers of this magical country.

- Olena Michelia, Ionian Diary

(segment \/)

The League of Legends Non-War Center recently held a very boring event and set up the "Golden Apple Award", which is awarded to the heroines who won the "sexy competition". Well, for the sake of resource sharing, we have announced the five nominees for the "Golden Apple Award" below, and everyone is welcome to participate in the voting at the Center for Non-War Affairs. To be clear, sexy is not a compliment.

Nominee: Jana

Reason for nomination: Not everyone can be called a goddess, but those who are called goddesses are sexy. Jana's dress has never crossed the bottom line, don't be surprised if she appears naked in front of you one day, this is the goddess.

Nominee: Sivir

Reason for nomination: Sivir never needed a reason to be on the list, she was the darling of Noxian politicians as a girl, which made her the richest hero in League of Legends. Although she has been away from Noxus authorities for more than two years, her wealth has not diminished as a result. Don't say, you don't know what the magic weapon of a beautiful woman is to make money, only a ghost will believe it.

Nominee: LeBlanc

Reason for nomination: Most people hate LeBlanc for a variety of reasons. But at such a time, pushing her to the list is undoubtedly the best revenge. When you associate an older woman with the word sexy, you immediately know what food looks like when it's digested in your stomach. Oh yes, I can't forget that there are LeBlanc admirers among you. She does look charming, but she's also your "Aunt LeBlanc"!

Nominee: Ali

Reason for nomination: We don't want to discuss today whether Ali has eaten human hearts, we just want to say that she has indeed bewitched the hearts of many people. Ali has been in League of Legends for less than a year, but her admirers are like maggots on corrupt food, and they will grow into an army overnight. Although Ali has always kept a low profile, her appearance and occasional behavior of showing off her waist in front of people have to make the men's nosebleeds.

Nominee: Miss Doom

Reason for nomination: I don't know when Miss Doom, who has always been tepid, has also become the object of people's pursuit. However, many people are reluctant to look at her when they think that she was once a notorious pirate. Can you imagine that a pirate who regularly sails the seas does not take a shower for months, and what can happen to a woman who is constantly mixed with a group of drunken men?