It's already midnight.

The spring rain began to patter underground.

Most of the shops on Zhanzhan College Street have closed, and only some romantic places in the dark alleys on the corners are still singing and dancing, and the magic lights are as bright as day.

This is a secluded street, far away from the Zhan Zhan College, close to the extremely tall city wall, and can be regarded as the edge of the entire city.

The doors and windows of the entire store were closed tightly, and the rain slid down the drainage pipes from the white stone houses, hitting the stone-paved ground with a pattering sound.

The wind passed through the gaps in the building, fluttering the signboards in front of the shops, causing rainwater to splash all over the sky. The wind continued to move forward until it reached the end of the street, where it collided with the dim magic lamp hanging outside the last shop and dispersed.

The magic lamp swayed and swirled in the air. The rain slipped from the lampshade and spiraled down in the swirling light, like a rainbow.

This is the only open shop on the entire street, and a faint aroma of coffee wafts out from the closed crystal glass door.

There was dim light coming from the crystal glass floor-to-ceiling windows, and a bearded guy could be vaguely seen sleeping with a bag of money in his arms.

In fact, this bearded man was the owner of this cafe, and the reason why he kept the shop open on such a cold spring night was naturally the bag of money in his hand.

The man who gave him the bag of money was sitting in a daze at the table facing the crystal glass window of the cafe.

"I suddenly miss Piltover." The dazed guy took off the pair of sunglasses he always wore on his head and said in a sad tone.

"Ezreal, your tone makes me sick." The dog-headed guy sitting opposite him took a sip of cold coffee and sneered unceremoniously, "Also, I have to say, this kind of coffee is called coffee.

The stuff is really bad, it reminds me of the taste of Sandstorm from Desert Empire.”

"Okay, Nasus, I feel pretty disgusting too." Ezreal stopped feeling sad and narrowed his eyes. "Guess who I saw today?"

"I don't like guessing, tell me the answer." Nasus' dog face showed an impatient look.

"Okay, you are such an uninteresting guy." Ezreal shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "The flame of hope, Chen Senran."

"Is there a threat to our plans?" Nasus asked bluntly.

"No, but..." Ezreal glanced at Nasus, "We can use him."

"Use him..." The kobold opened a very thick book made of unknown material that was placed in front of his desk, and kept searching on it, "Chen Senran, who belongs to the Gray Order... a month ago

Arrive at the War College... The night before yesterday, I had a fight with Noxus' top seeded rising star Jericho at the White Oak Tree, using the Way of Wuju. Yesterday at noon, I was attacked and killed by Noxus' number one female killer, Katarina, the unknown blade, and I escaped with my life.

.”

"Wonderful, so wonderful." Ezreal clapped his hands and shouted, "He is indeed the Sphinx, the number one intelligence dealer in the mainland."

"What do you want to do?" Nasus didn't pay attention to Ezreal's teasing. "Including Noxus? This will only make the water more and more muddy."

"This way we can fish in troubled waters..." Ezreal showed a meaningful smile, "Fish in troubled waters, oh, what a wonderful word, I love it."

"Tell me about your plan..." Nasus acknowledged the feasibility of this proposal.

"First... we have to throw the flame of hope into Noxus' flaming hostility towards Chen Senran..." Ezreal said his plan while knocking on the crystal glass window.

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The rain fell harder and harder, hitting the crystal glass window and making a sound like an arrow hitting a gun. The rain dripped down from the crystal glass window, pulling out countless misty water traces, making the inside of the window blurry.

The two figures are like two terrible nightmares.

"Wonderful plan." After listening to Ezreal's moment-long magical speech, the kobold Nasus expressed his appreciation without hesitation, "I have to say again that you are such a shameless guy."

"It's so despicable and shameless." (Pay tribute to the smoker)

"Thank you for the compliment." Ezreal accepted the extremely vicious compliment unceremoniously and drank the extremely cold cup of coffee in front of him on the table. "It tastes good."

"Good night then, oh, it's almost 1 o'clock. I have to go to the hotel and have a good sleep. Damn it, my handsome face will get wrinkles." Ezreal said garbled words and got up and walked to the door.

, waved to the boss, who was sleeping like a dead pig with a bag of money in his arms, and said, "Good night to you too. Seriously, brother, the coffee is delicious."

As he opened the door, he said to the kobold Nasus who was still sitting there: "Take care of it."

It wasn't until Ezreal disappeared in the endless wind and rain that Nasus stood up and walked to the counter. Listening to the deafening snoring of the bearded boss, a look of disgust appeared on his dog face, and he raised his hand

On his thick arms, decaying silver-gray light flashed between his palms, and those lights began to penetrate into the bearded body.

Then the bearded man's entire body began to emit a silver-gray light. First, his well-made Demacia West Coast aristocratic robe began to turn into decaying ashes little by little, and finally his entire body along with the bag of gold coins.

Under the vast silver-gray light, they all turned into ashes and scattered in all directions.

The kobold waved his hand expressionlessly to dust away the gradually thinning ashes, and chanted in a low voice like a hymn: "Life is a part of reincarnation. And your part is over."

"Death is with me." He finally waved his hand in the air, made a strange ending gesture, opened the door and prepared to leave.

When he stepped out with one foot, he paused, turned around and glanced at the ashes that had not yet dispersed, frowned and said in a disgusted tone: "Your coffee tastes really bad."

The door closed. The rain fell harder and harder.

No one knows what kind of conspiracy is quietly flowing in this spring rainy night, and no one knows how many people will sleep forever, or even die without seeing their bodies.

The dim magic lights in the coffee shop illuminated everything, as if nothing had happened.

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It doesn't work anymore, I worked my butt off to get this chapter out, please forgive me.

I was in a bad mood tonight, so I drank some wine and didn't want to say anything else.

That's it.
Chapter completed!