"The good news is that they finally sent troops."

In the dark Noxian tent, Swain, who was rarely teasing crows, sat behind the table and looked at a document in front of him seriously.

"What about the bad news?" Darius lifted the curtain and glanced at the rather dull military camp outside, turned around and sat back in his seat, saying equally dullly.

"The bad news is that the parliament has also taken action. There are now 20,000 troops and more than a thousand great summoners waiting on our border. As long as the big boss in the parliament who never wants to show his face waves his hand..." Si

Vin made a rare exaggerated waving gesture and said with a smile, "Noxus may not be Noxus anymore, haha."

At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help but laugh twice.

"This is not funny at all." Darius muttered, and couldn't help but hammer the table hard.

He couldn't bear it any longer. Being idle for so long made him feel like there was a fire burning in his heart.

At this moment, the fire has burned into his throat. If he opens his mouth, he may kill someone.

If it were not Swain sitting in front of him, but someone else.

That person's head is definitely gone.

"Don't be so nervous, relax, the situation has already turned to our side." Swain had a relaxed attitude, leaning back on the chair, and even began to hum a gloomy ditty.

This ditty is a folk ballad from Noxus. It has no specific tune and even the lyrics are obscure. It is said that after a poet killed his wife, he cut her into pieces on a rainy day.

My wife’s body was created while I was at it.

The name is "Crow".

"Once upon a time, it was a gloomy midnight.

I am alone in my thoughts.

Meditate on those weird long-forgotten rumors.

Then someone knocked on my door and I stood up.

Suddenly I heard the crow.

Quack, quack, quack.

What is that?

Is it the girl's blood flying in the air?

Or is the prostitute's vagina expanding infinitely in the dark?

Ah, it's a crow.

It's chirping.

Quack, quack. quack.”

Quack, quack, quack.

The crows are really chirping.

It flew in from outside the tent and landed on Swain's shoulder, croaking, as if begging for reward.

Swain smiled happily, took out a worm from his pocket, and carefully fed it into the crow's mouth with a look that was almost like a loving father seeing his children.

Then he put his ear close to the crow's beak.

The next moment, a thin whisper sounded in the tent.

The whisper was extremely gloomy. It was like some kind of evil spell.

It's like that obscure little tune.

The entire tent fell into an extremely weird atmosphere.

Tuleudarius sat there alone, expressionless.

After a long time, Swain raised his head and looked at Darius.

"Bad news?" Darius already didn't know how to express his feelings, so he just remained expressionless.

"On the contrary, good news." Swain stroked the crow's head and narrowed his eyes, "Our great Mr. Vincent has arrived. It's time to give him a grand meeting ceremony."

"You mean...Vincent?" Darius's face finally regained its expression, and he frowned and remained silent.

"Vincent." Swain nodded.

Ghost-faced Shura.

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Ghost-faced Shura is currently sitting in a dark temple.

His ax is bleeding.

Drop by drop.

In front of him lay corpses all over the ground quietly, no one escaped alive.

Everyone was easily killed and their lives were left in this unknown temple forever.

The smell of blood rising into the sky and the corpses whose faces could not be seen in the darkness turned the originally mysterious temple into a sinister and evil atmosphere.

This is Draven's first batch of prey since he has been exploring for so many days.

Not a single one is left.

Draven shook off the blood stains on the ax blade and began to walk out without looking back.

This fifty-man Noxian reconnaissance team was resting in the temple. After being discovered by Draven, they were slaughtered in the shortest possible time.

No one alive.

Therefore, it is impossible to expose their whereabouts.

As long as they operate well, their reconnaissance team can smoothly sneak into the inner reaches of Noxus.

Moreover, this team is relatively rich in supplies, which can make up for the supplies that Draven and others have begun to lack.

Everything came just in time.

It seems that God is helping me.

Delevingne took a deep breath against the sunshine coming from outside the temple. It was such a killer weather.

In weather like this, blood dries very quickly.

"Vincent..." The captain of the hundred-man team saw Draven walking out of the temple and hurriedly greeted him, a little cautiously.

He was not surprised at all that Vincent was able to deal with those Noxians. He was just particularly afraid of his murderous aura after killing people...

"Go, clean it up. I didn't damage their clothes. Peel them off for me. You should know what I'm going to do?" Delevingne still ordered in a cold tone, with that cold look in his eyes.

He was looking at a person, but a corpse.

"Yes, yes, I understand completely." The captain nodded with great fear, waved his hand back, and a group of people jumped out of the nearby woods and followed him into the temple.

That kind of exhausted look really scared Draven.

Delevingne didn't take it seriously and just blocked the door of the entire temple and stretched out again in a grand manner.

Spring is really nice.

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spring.

What does spring at sea look like?

Puerto Rico looked at the blue sea and took a deep breath. The sunset in the distance was setting in the west.

What a beautiful evening.

It would be even better if I could have a slice of salmon and a glass of Poseidon's Breath with ice later.

Thinking of this, Puerto Rico couldn't help but glance at the old leather scroll in his hand.

It's really unexpected. I didn't expect that person to be his, and I really didn't expect that he would have such a terrible plan.

That person...

When Puerto Rico thought of that man's back, he couldn't help but tremble.

But then he remembered the whole plan. As long as it succeeds, then from now on, I, Puerto Rico, will be the real king!!!

King...

What a beautiful spring.

He sighed deeply and squeezed the old scroll in his hand as if he was holding on to his whole life.

This is the key to the throne. (To be continued...)

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