Chapter 4: The Great Summoning Mentor Bezord

【Precedent】

Don't think that if you close your eyes, you can't see this miserable world, don't think that if you are insensitive, you can't feel a cold fate, and don't think that if you make up for your mistakes, you can calm down the guilt in your heart. We want to be light, fuel with life, whether you are a red candle or a torch, you can give courage to the soul in the darkness. It is because we are the light that we are fearless and do not run away.

Section 1: Some Secrets

"There is a nameless feeling surging in my chest, in this boundless silence, the memories are becoming clearer and clearer, looking at the eyes that miss you in the mirror, silent. I only live in my own castle, and all I have to do is the burgundy memory......

[Introduction to the characters in this section]

Anton Salon: The protagonist of this book, a descendant of the Invoker family (one of Valoran's three summoner families in the novel), and a trainee summoner at the War College. In Chapter 3, Section 6, he is blinded by using a forbidden spell to save his companions.

Insominia: The protagonist's roommate and companion, and a descendant of the Spellbreaker family (one of Valoran's three summoner families in the novel) who excel in hand-to-hand combat, come to the War College to investigate the cause of the family's demise.

Asrema: The protagonist's roommate and companion, a member of the Ankaria faction family of the Order of Noxus (the ruling party of the Noxian regime in the novel), a trainee summoner at the War College, and Arrowny's boyfriend.

Eloni: The group flower of the summoner group where the protagonist belongs, a descendant of the Brad family (one of Valoran's three summoner families in the novel), a trainee summoner at the War College, Aslema's girlfriend, and a crush on Anton Saron.

Coria: The protagonist's roommate and companion, a descendant of the Brad family, and an apprentice summoner at the War College.

Angela: The daughter of the late League of Legends hero Elaine the Sage in White (the original hero of this book), Anton Saron called her sister.

Mocha Amuel: A descendant of the Amuel family, his father Shuria Amur was one of the previous Guardians of the Mystic of Majoris, and his mother was the Dragon Guardian Goddess Serra, who first appeared in Side Story: The Guardian of the Mystic Arts.

Bezord: A senior member of the League of Legends Summoner Council, the leader of the War College Summoning Mentor, known as "one of Valoran's most powerful summoners".

Tegel: One of the founders of the forbidden book "Summoning is Diary", a gray-clad summoner in League of Legends, and a tutor in the academy's literature class at the time, he has always relied on his special abilities to hide his identity.

Lariva: The highest authority of League of Legends, the Supreme Member of the Impartial Council, and the leader of the Red Inquisitor.

Darkville: The leader of the Order of Noxus, the supreme military commander, and the father of the ominous blade Katarina, mysteriously disappeared a year ago (since the background of "Dust" predates the official background by three years, this is a year ago, and the disappearance of Darkville is a top secret of Noxus, so it has not been made public).

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One

Angela stood in the doorway of the spacious hospital room, and beside her stood a short, middle-aged man who looked like he was sick, his face was pale, his eyes were blank, and he wore a gold wyvern on his chest, which symbolized a high-level summoner.

"Lord Regiel, what is the cause of my brother's injury?" Anrila's expression was extremely serious, "Also, will his eyes be okay?"

"His eyes were damaged by a magic I hadn't seen before, but it only hurt the retina, and if someone was willing to donate the retina to him, he could regain his sight. Regiel replied, his voice like that of an old man in his fifties and sixties, "As for the cause of his injury—he has been using a spell that consumes his life force, and his life withers very quickly as a result, although I don't know what it is, but if it is not stopped, he will probably die!"

Regier's answer made Angela gasp, she took a step back, and turned to look at Anton Ssalon, who was sleeping soundly in the hospital bed, her eyes filled with tears.

"But as long as you're there, he'll be fine, Elaine's daughter. Regiel reassured that the phrase was a pun.

"Have you seen my mother?" said Anrela, turning and looking at Regiel in surprise.

"Yes, there is no one in Valoran who does not know your mother" Regiel covered his mouth and coughed, he really looked sick, "You have the same abilities as her!"

"But—but I don't know what that power is—" Anrela looked confused.

"To put it simply—" Regiel looked at the door of the ward, then lowered his voice, "Casting magic requires life power, but only Elaina can convert magic into life force, and that's what you're capable of!"

"I still don't understand—" Angela told the truth, as she hadn't had much experience with magic due to her mother's untimely death.

Rather than be disappointed, Regiel smiled, "You and your mother can truly fight without consumption! So, people who have fought with your mother say that there is a god standing next to him." ”

Angela's next reaction reflected Regil's expectations, she knelt on one knee and looked up at Regir with earnest eyes, "My lord, please let me be your student and teach me to use that power properly, I don't want to lose my only relative!"

Regiel smiled with satisfaction, leaned down and pulled up Anrela, "Don't be so polite, your mother is my benefactor, and it's my honor to be your teacher!"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted the conversation, and Angela opened the door, and a tall, muscular boy with thick black hair walked in and bowed to her. "Hello, my name is Insominia," the boy began.

Anrila bowed in return, "We've met before, Insominia!"

Insominia looked at Anton Salon, who was lying on the bed, who had now woken up and turned his head to this side. Insominia knew that he couldn't see him, but for some reason, some force was pressing on his temples, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Insol, it's been a long time since you've spoken to me, let down your defenses and let me in!" Anton Saron's voice resounded in Insominia's mind, and this Marzaha-like ability surprised him.

"It's unbelievable that your mind-sighting skills are so strong!" Inthominia tried to communicate with Anton Saron in a psychic connection, and he was sure that the other party could hear him.

"No one will hear our conversation, Insol, you have been hiding something from me, now please tell me what is in your heart!" Anton Saron had already seen the door to Insominia's heart, but it was protected by a blue wall of magic.

Insominia opened the door of her mind from the inside, and with a wave of her hand, the magic wall disappeared in an instant. "You only have a little time, I can't stay here for long. He whispered, soothing and beautiful.

"Don't worry, the time here is completely different from the outside, in fact, we don't have a second of time now!" Anton Saron patted Inthominia on the shoulder, who took him by the arm and dragged him through the door......

「......

Insominia looked at the bloody corpse on the ground, he slowly leaned down and touched the blood on the ground, "It's already dry, it looks like the accident happened three days ago!"

"We're a step too late!" said the tall man in the purple robe beside Insomina.

Insominia stood up and looked around the room, his big black eyes searching every detail of the room, "There is no trace of magic, the person who killed him should be an assassin!"

"It looks like this!" the man in purple nodded in agreement, his voice as loud as a drum.

"Master, who is this man?" Inthominia pointed to the corpse on the ground, he had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

"Berito, the husband of Elaine, the Sage in White!" replied the man in purple, that is, Jax.

"That—his daughter—was also killed?!" Inthominia looked at her master in amazement.

Just as the master and apprentice were talking, a pale pink ball of light appeared next to the extinguished fireplace, and Insominia immediately became alert, holding the hilt of the sword behind his back with his right hand, and looked nervously at the increasingly dazzling light.

"Don't be nervous! Insol! It's me!" The pale pink ball of light transformed into a tall figure in a silver-gray robe, judging by the voice, it was a middle-aged woman in her thirties.

"Lord LeBlanc!" Insominia relaxed her nerves and bowed to the silver-clad enchantress.

"You'd better wear a mask, Jax!" LeBlanc gestured to Jax beside him, "Your hood doesn't cover your face!"

Jax ignored LeBlanc's teasing, and he walked towards LeBlanc, followed by a strong sense of oppression, and the latter immediately took two steps back. Inthony made way for his master, and although it was difficult for him to see LeBlanc's face under the hood, it was not difficult for him to guess the other party's expression at the moment.

"The Assassin is Tyrone of Noxus, and as the leader of the Black Rose*, you should have been informed in advance!" Jax began, sounding angry.

"I'm sorry—I—" LeBlanc paused, adjusting his emotions, "we've done our best to make amends, and the descendants of House Amuel have gone to protect Angela!"

"You have time to design an unexpected rescue, but you don't save the person who should be protected the most!" Jax became even angrier after listening to LeBlanc's explanation, "The Alonso couple of the Spellbreaker family are also killed!"

Jax's words shocked Insominia and LeBlanc, especially Insominia, whose eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

"How—how—" LeBlanc was speechless for a moment, and she slowly lowered her head as if in silence.

"Why did they kill the descendants of the Spellbreaker family?!" Inthominia's bloodshot eyes filled with tears.

"To get the Sword of the Spellbreaker," Jax replied, "the Sword of Legends that can withstand any magic!"

"So, that sword really exists?" LeBlanc seemed intrigued.

"During the Fifth Rune War, Landoston's Spellbreaker was betrayed by his companion Osray Bullard and died under the sword of Darkville, the Supreme Commander of Noxus," Jax sat on the badly damaged couch in the room, "The Spellbreaker's sword was also broken in two, and Axio gave it to Landoston's two sons, Arroyo Spellbreaker and Alonso Spellbreaker. Alonso sought the artisan Duran* and then Broglan* in order to reforge the broken sword, but both were assassinated by Noxus. ”

"You're trying to say that it was the same group that killed them, the Shadowblade Warriors!?" LeBlanc tried to make her tone sound genuine, but it was clear that the other party knew she was knowingly asking.

"The only thing Noxus can do with such an assassination is the Shadow Blade Warriors led by Tyrone!" Jax said impatiently.

"This sword must have something to do with Darkville's disappearance, but I've heard-" LeBlanc subconsciously glanced at Insomina, "Only the descendants of the Spellbreaker family can use this sword!"

"They should have gotten the descendants of the Spellbreaker family by now" Jax looked up at LeBlanc, who immediately turned his face to the side, "Alonso's daughter Raven!"

"It looks like a trap for them to deliberately have Berlito reforge the Spellbreaker's Sword and then kill two birds with one stone when Aron asks for it. "LeBlanc quickly connected a few things.

"There's something more important!" Jax's voice suddenly became low, and the other two people present tensed their nerves, "Tyrone seems to be deliberately telling us that the person who killed Anton Salon's parents back then had the same purpose as this assassination attempt!"

"That makes sense!" LeBlanc seemed to realize, "Elaine sacrificed herself to hide her protector's existence, and for all these years, there have been people who want to kill her husband and daughter. And the lawbreaker family we want to protect has also been hunted down. If they're the same people—"

"Prophecy!" Jax and LeBlanc said almost in unison.

"There are many possibilities for the prophesied 'descendants of the old family'" Jax got up from the couch, "The Invoker, the Spellbreaker, Amuel, and Brad are all the oldest families in Valoran, so they are casting their nets and catching fish, and instead of guessing, it is better to catch them all!"

"There's a question!" LeBlanc tried to get the other two's attention, "why did Tyrone reveal this information to us?"

"He's only loyal to Darkville," Jax waved his hand, and the body on the ground disappeared instantly, "He seems convinced that we can help him find clues to Darkville's disappearance!"

——

Insominia rode a white steed through the Ankarian steppes south of Noxus, on the border of Noxus, with the obsidian city of Santa Hill visible as far as the eye could see. He tightened his reins and let his mount rest beside a badly damaged wall, the scarred white wall that seemed to speak of the past, the glory of the past, and the terrible war. To the west is the Yasol Plain, the site of many famous battles in history. Turning his head to look back, the black Teng Beast Flag* fluttering on the border sentry has been dyed golden by the remnant sun.

"What's going to happen next?" Insominia frowned as she pulled out Jax's letter from her travel bag.

"Insominia: When you get to the War College, you can only trust the person who wears the red mandala pendant, which is the emblem of the Mandala Hua organization. The founder of this organization is Dan Charon, the eldest daughter of the goddess of Serra*, and there are twelve heroes in League of Legends who are members of this organization, of course, many people only join it for their own purposes, you have to keep your eyes open and see through the real purpose of these people!"

"It's a world full of darkness and danger, and there is probably no trust between people. Insominia's legs clamped the horse's belly hard, and the horse neighed and raised its front hooves, and strode into a gallop.

——

"Anton Saron and Korya have also fallen?" Asrema looked at the battle not far away in surprise, "Why is that?"

"Koria has entered the system of mind-seeking," Insominia said, striding towards Anton Salon, "In the same way, Anton Saron has entered the system of bloodstain spells. ”

"It's our family's unique ability, and if someone else uses it, they could die—" Eroni looked nervously at Anton Saron and Coria as they lay motionless on the ground.

Insominia leaned down and touched the necks of Anton Saron and Kolya with her hands, then drew the long sword behind her back and cut the rope from Kimberly's body. "Get your two ignorant companions to the hospital, or they'll both die. He whispered.

"They—" Asrema took Eroni's hand and ran to Insomina's side.

"They're fine at the moment, you need to get them to the hospital. Insominia turned to leave.

"What about you?" Eronian grabbed Insomina's arm.

"Help this guy lift that big guy!" replied, pointing to Kimberly.

"They're enemies! Why are you helping them?" Aslema looked puzzled.

"At least not yet. Insominia said as she walked over to Herbert, who was lying in front of the bakery.

"We won't take your love!" Kimberley glared at Insominia viciously, and then picked up the unconscious Zingana.

"I didn't expect you to appreciate it!" said Inthomigna, putting Herbert's arm on her shoulder, and erecting the big man, "Besides, I don't need your appreciation!"

"We'll meet you next time," Asrema said, pointing to Kimberly's back, "it won't make you feel better!

"That's for later, Asrema," Inthony turned, Herbert's weight didn't seem like much to him, "what you have to do now is to take him both to the hospital." ”」

Anton Salon, who felt as if five years or more had passed, lowered his head, not daring to look at Insominia beside him, he didn't know what to say to this companion, and the previous misunderstanding turned into guilt.

"It's time for you to get out! Anton Salon!" said Insominia to Anton Salon, who was still in his psychic world.

"Thank you, Insol!" Anton Saron looked at Insominia's calm face and burst into tears.

"You fool, why do you always shed tears?" Insominia nudged Anton Saron with a smiling expression.

"I'm sorry - I don't know - what to say—"

"Okay! Remember, although the mind is very powerful, you can't use it often, otherwise, you'll die! That's all I have to say, whenever you see me in the future, don't bother me!"

Anton Sharon immediately put an end to his mind snooping, sat down on the bed and nodded to where Inthominia stood. Insominia looked at Anton Saron and grabbed Anrela's arm beside her, sneaking a copy of the Summoner's Diary into her sleeve.

"Thank you for coming to visit my brother, Insominia!" Angela glanced at Regire, and nodded lightly at Insominia when she saw that the other was still smiling at her.

Two

Tegel had become accustomed to sitting alone on the second floor of his coffee shop, sipping strong black coffee, so he replaced the second floor with a few large floor-to-ceiling windows, a style that was not up to the norm but attracted a lot of customers for himself.

"Every night, I sit here like this and watch the sleeping outer city, and it's really pleasant. Tegel muttered to himself, but judging by the tone, there should be one more person on the empty second floor.

"I've heard a lot of legends, about Valoran's old family, and some old legends," Tiger continued to bask in his vision, which felt like he was lecturing to a large group of students, "But, for some reason, Amuel, the Invoker, the Spellbreaker, and Brand, all of these families were changed dramatically fourteen years ago. I also know that fourteen years ago, a mysterious organization was born, it was called 'Mandala Hua', the name of a flower, and its purpose was to protect the orphans of an ancient family. ”

"It's not good to know too much, it will make your life even more unpeaceful!"

This sudden voice did not surprise Tegel in the slightest, it turned out that what he had said before was for this visitor. The visitor stepped out of a corner of the hall, and the moonlight cleared the shadows around him, allowing Tegel to see the man's face.

"Lord Bezord!" said Tegel, smiling, "are you here to get me, too?"

"I'm not interested in your Summoner's Diary. Bezod sat down in the seat opposite Tegel, "I just came to warn you, don't go and help Anton Saron!"

"You're known as Valoran's most powerful summoner, and I'd love to know—" Tiger took a sip of his coffee before continuing, "Why are you so attached to a child?"

"Are you questioning me?!" Bezod looked a little angry, but his voice was still soft, except that the coffee cup in front of Tegel suddenly shattered.

Tegel wiped the coffee off his face with his sleeve and smiled at Bezord, "I know I'm not as good as you, but—if you force me to do something against my will—" He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, in fact, he probably never had the chance to do that again, and for some reason, he suddenly got up from his chair and threw himself to the ground.

"Is it painful?" asked Bezord, leaning over, his brown eyes reflecting Tegel's pained expression.

The flesh on Tegel's face grudgingly squeezed a smile, "It's okay—I like it—like this—" As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I summoned a blade in your stomach that can torment you for seven or eight hours. Bezod mixed himself a cup of coffee and drank it leisurely.

"It's all said - Bezod can kill a man in the blink of an eye! - it turns out - that's it!" Tiger clutched his stomach and writhed in pain, some red foam pouring from the corners of his mouth.

"What? is it to be honest or to die?" asked Bezod softly, it felt like an ant lying on the ground.

"I'll not—" Tegel yelled, slamming the floor a few times to distract from the pain, only to find it futty. "Kill me—Bezord!" he climbed to Bezod's feet, tearing at the hem of his trousers, his long thin cheeks flushed, "Kill me—I won't do what I—don't want to!"

Bezord curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile that was not as cold as he thought, and he pulled Tegel off the ground and sat him down in the chair next to him, which gradually lost his previous painful expression, but slumped in the chair and gasped hard.

"So you've been testing me—" Tiger said weakly, his face suddenly pale.

"Drink this, and your wounds will heal tomorrow!" Bezod handed Tegel a green flask.

Tegel took the potion, unscrewed the lid and drank it down, his pale cheeks immediately regained a hint of blood, he touched his belly, and showed a forced smile, "If—guess it right, Anton Saron is a descendant of the Invoker family." ”

"From today onwards," Bezod swiped his hand vertically on the table in front of him, and a long golden box immediately appeared there, "You are the tenth protector of Anton Salon, and as one of the leaders of Mandala Hua, I have decided to recruit you as a member of the organization!"

"It seems—" Tegel wiped the blood from his face, his pale face beating with joy, "the sin I just did was not in vain, but - I am probably the weakest in this organization. ”

"You are indeed the weakest" Bezord stood up from his chair and looked at Tegel with satisfaction, "but you are also the one who is the most approachable to others!"

Three

"Hello, young summoners!" Tegel brought three cups of coffee, one on the table in front of Insominia, one for Asrema, and one for Aroni.

"You don't look good, Mentor Tegel!" Insominia saw Tegel's exhaustion and weakness.

Tegel habitually wiped his forehead with his sleeve, though there was no sweat there, "Yes, yes." His answer added to Insomina's suspicions.

"Recently—" Inthominia subconsciously looked around, confirming that the other guests were far away from them, "Why hasn't the Summoner's Diary published a new issue, and is there any trouble?"

"No—" Tiger suddenly clutched his stomach with a pained expression, and he smiled reluctantly at the three students who were looking at him in surprise.

"You sit here!" Inthominia helped Tegel to sit in the seat next to him.

"You don't just come to my café for coffee. Tegel coughed violently, and in the eyes of the other three, he was not lightly ill.

"We're here to listen to Eroni's story!" Asrema told him why they were here without even thinking about it, and Insominia glared at him viciously.

"Very well, I love listening to stories," Tegel looked at his three students with interest, "and in exchange, I'll tell you some stories." ”

Inthony smiled awkwardly at Tegel, who looked a little overwhelmed. Tiger glanced at him, scratched his neck in a mock manner, and pulled a beautiful ruby pendant out of his clothes.

"Wow, that's beautiful!" said Aroni, clasping her hands into fists in front of her chest, in heartfelt admiration.

Insominia looked at the pendant with the flower embedded in it, and then at Tegel. "Alright, Arroni," he whispered, "tell us about your family's abilities!"

"Actually, I don't know much about it. Eroni said as she stirred the coffee in her cup, "The bloodstain spell is only effective if you know what the other party is capable of, and then find a way to set a spell on them to control them. ”

"Have you seen or heard of Kolya before?" asked Insomina.

"No, he's supposed to be a direct descendant of the Brad family, I'm just a branch. Eroni looked for trust in the eyes of the other three, but the guys had blank expressions.

"And will you use a bloodstain spell?" Inthominia frowned with her chin on her chin and stared at Eroni.

Eroni nodded, pressed her hand on the table for a moment, and then quickly lifted it, and a blood-red charm the size of a soybean appeared on the otherwise smooth tabletop.

"This spell has a more powerful effect" Tegel touched the blood spell with his finger, and the spell was immediately copied on the belly of his finger, "It can map the damage taken by the mirror image to the main body!"

"In other words, if you kill the mirror image of the bloodstained spell, the main body will also die!" Asrema said with wide eyes.

"That's right, so the Alliance forbids the descendants of the Brad family to hold all summoning-related positions, because those who fight in the Land of Justice are the mirror images of heroes, and the existence of bloodstain spells is a great threat to this system. As soon as Tegel's words fell, he coughed violently again.

"Eroni" Insominia once again stared at Eroni with his black eyes, who immediately avoided his piercing gaze, "Have you heard of your family's Osray Brad?"

Eroni shook her head desperately, but she could see a hint of suspicion in Insominia's eyes, which made her look innocent.

"It's normal that she hasn't heard of it, because Osray is a disgrace to the Brad family, and probably everyone in her family avoids mentioning that guy. Tegel's words helped Eroni out of the way.

"Do you know the story of Osray Brad?" Insominia turned her head slightly, squinting at Tegel beside her.

"Well, in return, I'll tell you everything I know. Tegel took a long sip of the coffee in front of Insominia and continued, "Osray and Exio and Landoston of the Spellbreaker House are best friends, but Osray is a Noxian, and Excio and Landoston are Demacians. After the Fifth Runewar began, Osray and Landoston worked for their respective city-states, while Exio advocated a peaceful resolution of the dispute, and the three broke up due to disagreement. ”

"At the beginning of the war, Noxus took the initiative, but with the union of Demacia and Jodel, and the defeat of the most elite Black Cavalry in Ionia, the Noxian authorities gradually split into two factions. The Shadow Society believes that the war should be stopped, well, incidentally, the Shadow Society is the predecessor of the Black Rose, and at that time the Noxian government was mainly controlled by the organization, and its leader was called Edoc, the master of LeBlanc and Cassiopeia. The Order, led by General Darkville, believed that the war would continue. General Darkville knew that a special weapon was needed to deal with the powerful mages and warlocks of the Shadow Society, and he set his sights on the legendary sword of the Spellbreaker family, which could resist any magic, and gave it to Osray Bullard. ”

"What's next?" Asrema saw that Tegel suddenly stopped talking, and gently patted the table in front of him.

"What's next—" Tegel took another sip of Insomina's coffee, "There are too many versions of the story that follow, but in general, Osray designed to frame Doranston and kill him by the sword of General Darkville, and the spellbreaker's blade was cut in two in the duel. Exio, who arrived later, snatched the broken sword from Darkville and gave it to Landoston's two sons. ”

"Is Osray still alive?" asked Insominia, frowning, Ashrema and Aroni had never seen him look so serious.

"He must still be alive, as one of Valoran's most powerful summoners, there are only a handful of people who can defeat him. Tegel replied, too, surprised by Insomina's expression, "But no one knows where he's hiding." ”

"Thank you for telling me this, Mentor. And you, Eroni. Insominia got up and left her seat and strode towards the door of the coffee shop.

Four

Time: Evening Venue: League of Legends Notary Council Chamber Characters: Lariva, Mocha Amuel

(¤Reverseangle, Lariva sits at the chair of the long table, Mocha sits on one side)

Lariva: I'm thrilled to see the descendants of the Amuel family come to League of Legends.

Mocha (in a blunt tone): Thank you.

Lariva: It's not just a place for summoners, but also for mages and warlocks to get the respect they deserve.

Mocha (chuckles, rhetorical question): Can you explain to me the difference between a summoner, a mage, and a warlock?

Lariva (hears Mocha, smiles): Yes, all three classes* are the best magic manipulators, and there is no difference in nature, except that they are different in what they are good at.

Mocha: What is your purpose in inviting me here this time?

Lariva: Invites you to join the League of Legends and become the Inquisitor in Cardinal!

Mocha: Is it one of those mysterious organizations that carry out arrest and murder missions?

Lariva: I'm sorry for the bad impression the Inquisitor group has made you, but I'd like to make it clear that the truth is not what is heard, but rather because of fear of the Inquisitor's power. This organization was created sixteen years ago by the creator of League of Legends, Exio, to maintain the safety of League of Legends and oversee the battles in the Land of Justice. This is a position that can fully demonstrate a person's worth, and can also receive a huge honorarium.

Mocha: I'm not interested in money and status.

Lariva: I appreciate your integrity. So, did you accept my invitation?

Mocha (hands outstretched): Okay, but I don't want to be restricted from my freedom, which means I can leave at any time.

Lariva (laughs with satisfaction): Listen to me.

Five

At the easternmost end of the Obsidian City is an old tower called the East Tower. No one wanted to approach the tower, not only because it was so dilapidated that it made people feel like they were far away, but more importantly because it was where the Inquisitors worked and lived.

Inquisitor has always been the most mysterious position in League of Legends, and once a person becomes an Inquisitor, he loses his name and is no longer able to contact family or friends for the rest of his life. If you are injured during a mission and cannot return to Obsidian City, you must kill yourself immediately and die without leaving a body. The Inquisitor is a lifelong position, and once joined, it cannot be withdrawn, and it is not until the mission is killed that the name is announced, and the soul returns home. Of course, these guys are not so easy to get hurt, every Inquisitor has terrifying power in their hands, and they kill a person as easily as killing an ant. The Inquisitor of League of Legends is divided into two parts, one is the Redcoat Inquisitor, who is directly led by Lariva, and the other is the Compact Society, which is established by the high-ranking Councillor Nasilon Maier. The most obvious difference between them is that the former wears a red robe, which symbolizes a high-level summoner, while the latter wears a black robe.

Mocha Amuel is a special inquisitor, first of all, he was personally appointed by Lariva, and secondly, he is a direct descendant of the legendary mage Gallach Amuel. Because of this, he has no code name and absolute freedom. Anyone who thinks that this will make the other Inquisitors blush is very wrong, because everyone here does not know each other, and there is no opportunity for them to meet each other except on a mission together. Lately, Mocha has been a frequent shuttle to the archives in the East Tower, and of course, that's at night when no one is around. His powerful illusion skills have allowed him to fool many patrolling Inquisitors, and the materials in the archives contain the darkest secrets of the League of Legends.

This was the tenth time Mocha had peeked into the archives in the archives, and this time, he found a small wall by the window hollow, apparently a secret door. A simple secret door has no meaning for a mage of Mocha's level. But this time, there was a key-shaped charm inside the secret door.

"Looks like the key is needed," Mocha muttered to himself, "and the key must be hidden somewhere in this room." Luckily, I'm a descendant of the Amuel family. As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, folded his hands, and recited a mantra silently.

"Forbidden Technique: The Art of Space-Time Horizon!"

Mocha's mind suddenly conjured up an image of an old man with a white beard taking out a thickskin file from a shelf, turning it over to the middle part, and taking out an iron ring embedded in the pages from there. Then he walked to the chest full of drawers in the doorway, opened the lock of one of the drawers with an iron ring, and took out a stone seal from it.

"I see!" Mocha's face showed a smile of joy, "These people must not have imagined that such a sophisticated hiding would still be discovered!"

Mocha saw what had happened in this room in the past through the Temporal Vision, and he took out the key to the spell in the secret door, the seal, in the order of the old man with the white beard, and docked it with the charm. Little by little, the wall next to the secret door began to turn into a bookshelf, on which stacks of sealed files were neatly arranged, and the edges of the bookshelves were marked with text. Mocha knew that these files must be hiding some hidden secrets, otherwise he would not have set up such a sophisticated magic, but his eyes widened in surprise as soon as he read one of the captions—"Mission 'For Power': Assassinate Salazar Amur, the Patriarch of the House of Amuel."

"Mocha, nineteen years ago, the Inquisitor assassinated your grandfather, Salazar Amuel, and the beneficiaries of this operation were the Axio Invokers, and the executors were the eleven of the first to join the Inquisitor. Now, only three of these eleven people are alive, and you need to find them and take revenge on them!"

Mocha thought back to what his uncle had said, frantically flipping through the files on that shelf, his mood mixed at the moment, both anger fueled by hatred and joy at finding a clue. In the process of his quick flippage, a small blue book fell out of a pile of thick files, I don't know why, there seems to be a force in the dark that makes him give up the clueless search and pick up the book on the ground.

"The First Inquisitor" He read the words on the cover of the notebook, and an indescribable sensation stimulated the muscles of his body like an electric current, and he knew that he had found those who were about to be killed by himself......