The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 400

Cassiopeia and Shiloh of Noxus boarded the Kekao family's airship with mixed feelings and a load of belongings.

Shurima, Nerima Jie.

Walking on the dirt road with more and more people, facing the respectful and grateful eyes of the people around him, Sivir's mouth curled up quietly, and from time to time he nodded to the people around him who were yellow and skinny.

It has been more than half a month since she took over Shurima's livelihood. During this period, Azir did not return once and was still fighting outside.

But at the same time, a steady stream of people migrated to Nerima Jie under the **** of the Sand Soldiers.

Previously, according to Nasus's management, they were just assigned places to live. Except for a building around the palace for the future Ascension God, the rest were allocated one by one.

When the east area is full, send it to the south area, when the south area is full, go to the west area, and so on.

As for the industry they want to work in, whether they can afford food and clothing, Nasus has no time or ability to manage it.

Even if he wanted to, there was no way he could fabricate industries and food for civilians out of thin air.

But Sivir is different. With the help of Kekao's relationship with the empire, she openly let the empire's airships continue to deliver food here.

Every new and former commoner got enough food for the first two months in the form of loans.

For these starving Shurima civilians, this food is like raindrops on those who have been in the desert for a long time, giving them the guarantee of survival.

As for the interest on borrowing, or the need to repay it through labor, it is simply a small problem for them.

Under the rule of other warlords, they have to work and have no food, and occasionally endanger their lives.

Their situation is much better now than it was then.

It's just some blacksmithing or assembly work, and most Shurimans are grateful to Sivir for doing these tasks.

What Sivir gave them was a very valuable assembly part that seemed to be very fine and falling. They didn't say it or saw this kind of thing, they only heard that only those high-level warlords could have it.

Now Sivir handed over the assembly work to them, and even if they broke it, there was only a low penalty.

In their view, this kind of thing is simply the act of a saint.

In their eyes, Sivir was the one who really saved them.

A new batch of alien Shurima just arrived at Nerima Jie, and Thalia with short brown hair was in the team.

When Sivir passed by, their team also stopped, imitatingly imitating the people next to them to respectfully salute.

The weak respect the strong. This is something engraved in the blood of the Shurimans, even deeper than that of the Noxians, who dare not even overstep.

Among the Shurimans, Thalia is an outlier.

After watching Sivir walk away, she naturally ran to the side and asked familiarly:

"Who was that person just now? I see that you are very respectful to him."

She had reason to be so curious.

When the people around saw the long-haired woman, their eyes were not numb and respectful in the face of the powerful, but a radiant look.

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

She had seen this kind of look before, when she first knew what hope was, it was like this look.

To be watched by such eyes, that woman was completely different from the Azir she had seen before.

"That is Sivir, the Crown Prince of Shurima. Although we don't know what a Crown Prince is, she is really kind to us!"

Next to him, an uncle with a yellow face and thin skin said cheerfully.

"The prince means the next emperor."

Thalia resisted the surprise in her heart. After the popularization, she was a little curious and asked:

"Did she do anything?"

"Look at this!"

The uncle proudly raised the exquisite bracelet in Yang's hand. The bracelet shone with golden light under the sun, which made the exquisite patterns on it even more beautiful.

"Gold? No...how does it feel like magic?" Thalia was surprised.

It stands to reason that the uncle's patched dress should not have such a thing at all.

"Haha, this is our identity bracelet. You can get it after you join the Nerima Jie membership. I assembled it myself. Maybe you will get it by me." The uncle is proud. Yangyang Road.

What the uncle said suddenly aroused Talia's strong curiosity.

She knows some magic herself, and can see that this thing is a magic product with good opinions. It should be impossible for ordinary people like uncle to have anything to do with it.

"Quick, tell me!"

"This starts with Sivir God managing us." The uncle said enthusiastically with a smile on his face, "In the beginning, Lord Nasus managed Nerima Jie, he... Well, it's also very good, we have been allocated a house, but there is nothing to eat, so we can only starve."

Thalia knew what the uncle meant. Although he said Nasus was good, he just didn't dare to speak ill of the other party.

Listening to what the uncle said, she could imagine how many people would starve to death in the end if they were only allocated accommodation without food.

Although Nerima Jie is an oasis, there is no shortage of water around, but water alone cannot survive...

"Afterwards~www.mtlnovel.com~ Sivir said that she will manage us. At first, we didn't know what would happen, but the situation is already like that, and it won't go anywhere in the worst."

Speaking of which, the uncle's expression has obviously changed. Even the emotion between the lines was markedly different for both Sivir and Nasus.

"Sivir was just like Lord Nasus at first, only more enthusiastic. But on the third day..."

The uncle stretched his big arms and said with a bright face:

"Did you not know that there were many big fat guys flying in the sky that day, covering the sky and the sun."

Hearing this, Talia couldn't help frowning: "Are you talking about a fat man with an axe and a book on it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The uncle beat his hands with his fists excitedly, "That's it. It looks very big inside. It is estimated that it can hold hundreds of people."

"That's a Noxian airship! They..."

Thalia's face was solemn, and she wanted to talk about the brutality of the other party, but she opened her mouth and still didn't say it.

Looking at the appearance of the uncle, it is estimated that after finishing speaking, Noxus is not as good as the warlords that people have encountered...

"and then?"

In the end, Thalia turned to ask about the follow-up.

"Then!" The uncle looked excited, "and then a large number of people came down, and each of them was carrying a large sack in both hands."

"At the beginning, the big guys didn't know what it was. But we didn't know what it was until the **** Sivir gathered us in the square at the back."

The more the uncle spoke, the more excited he became, and the language matched the arm movements and said:

"It's scary. In the square, the sacks are piled higher than the hill. It looks like there are thousands of sacks. Do you know what that is?"

Chapter end

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