The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 89

At this moment, Darkwill suddenly burst out with the momentum that an emperor should have.

That aura was almost as thin as Xishan, but it was still threatening.

His actions and words, through the huge water mirror under the floating castle, reached the ears of every Noxian.

"Even if you are just an ordinary Noxian, you have the right to do so. I will follow your wishes. However, the ruling requires at least three witnesses." Swain said calmly.

The Noxa verdict is an absolutely fair fight, and under three witnesses of sufficient weight, an undead confrontation will be held.

And with Darkwill and his identity, there are not many people who can be witnesses.

His eyes turned to the shadows, as if to seek advice from the people standing there.

"Count me in!"

Ryan revealed his figure hidden in the shadows and said softly.

"Ryan Meredith!"

Darkwill muttered the other party's name, and the other party's presence here means a lot of things.

The most elite legion under his command has been destroyed.

"I should also be qualified."

A cold female voice suddenly sounded from the throne, and then, a black rose bloomed there, and a pale lady wearing a hood appeared in the hall.

"Lady Pale!" Darkwill's face flashed with joy.

Just when he was about to say something, he saw in despair that LeBlanc left his side and walked behind Swain.

"The Black Rose will keep watching you secretly," LeBlanc said to Swain.

"The thorn is like a thorn in the throat, but the blooming rose is like a scene in the world." Swain said.

Dangerous and inevitable, this is his definition of black roses.

For thousands of years, the empire has been indistinguishable from the black rose. Anyone can be the rose in the dark.

But it is precisely because of them that the empire is prosperous today.

He and Ryan had discussed the Black Rose, now that they were determined to create a great Noxus, an empire that prioritized power.

Then, why can't they accept a black rose with good strength.

As long as the opponent still follows the will of the empire, then it is the sharp blade of the empire.

"We seem to be one more short of it." Swain looked around and said flatly.

With his and Darkwill's identity in the adjudication battle, the other must also have a high reputation in the empire.

"I saw an acquaintance before I came here, and I think he can act."

Ryan said, turning his eyes to the door:

"he came!"

"Ah~ it's so lively here, oh, has anyone seen my lizard?"

At this moment, a short man with a bloodthirsty and excited face walked in. He was no taller than 1 meter, wearing a military cap and a scruffy beard. Judging from his height and appearance, he is a yordle.

Ryan looked at the person with a smile and asked:

"General Kled, there is a Noxian ruling here, do you want to be a witness?"

"What? Noxus ruling, oh my god, it's been years since I've seen something so interesting, it must be me."

Klie seemed to have forgotten his original purpose, so he happily agreed, walked into the hall with small steps, and said as he walked:

"Is it right here? It doesn't look formal at all, the ground is too white, and it's irritating to be stained with blood."

"General Kled, this is the battle field, but I think the ruling should end soon."

Ryan nodded to him with due respect.

The yordles are not tall and strong, but each is a long-lived species.

Kled is the founding father of the empire. For thousands of years, he has participated in countless foreign wars of the Empire and is regarded as a symbol of the victory of the Empire.

The opponent was not necessarily stronger than Darius, but he was a Noxian totem.

"Hahaha, the blood is running high, what are you waiting for, boys, let's get started!" Klie's face was full of excitement.

"The three witnesses are here, Your Majesty Darkwill. Do you have anything else to say?"

Swain spread his black crow wings behind his back, took him off the throne, and stood in the center of the hall.

At the end of his life, he didn't mind giving him the respect of being an emperor.

"Swain, there's nothing to say. The verdict has been decided, and we'll rest until we die!"

Darkwill stepped down from the throne step by step, his hand holding the sword was shaking, but he didn't say any more words for mercy.

He hadn't touched a sword for decades, but he was the emperor of Noxus, at least he still had the courage to carry it.

"This look is very good. I remember that decades ago, you were still a leader who worked hard."

Swain glanced at LeBlanc indifferently.

It was because of Black Rose's manipulation that Darkwill was getting worse day by day.

"Everyone will grow old, and they will always have their own selfish desires. Swain, my today is your future."

Darkwill snarled, took his sword forward, and slashed down at Swain.

Swain allowed the sharp sword to slash his iron armor, and made a sharp, piercing sound of iron grinding:

"I will always be sane, if I can feel that I am about to become incompetent, I will kill myself early. I can face death at any time, as long as the empire lasts~www.mtlnovel.com~Swain does not Concerned about Duckwell's attack, the emperor who used to be able to mount a horse to slash and kill has now struggled to even lift his sword.

He was no longer interested in fighting with the opponent. He stretched out his left arm, except for the shoulder, which was full of scarlet color.

"Do you know why this arm became like this?"

The scarlet palm collided with the long sword, and the iron sword emitted white smoke, as if it was being burned by the high temperature.

Swain threw the long sword he was holding and grabbed Darkwill by the neck:

"In Ionia, it was cut in war. It's always after defeat that one sees something. I was like you are now. Cowardice and selfishness can hold the empire to a standstill. The empire needs stronger and more ambitious masters."

"That person shouldn't be you." Darkwill was strangled by his neck, but he showed a mocking smile.

Black Rose, Darius, Ryan, which one is not stronger than Swain.

"He doesn't have to be me. The strongest power should not be the power of one person, but the power of a group of people to form a group. Giant God Peak has never been great because of one god, it is precisely because there are many gods on it. This has become a place of faith for all. Noxus' future will be like theirs."

Swain grabbed the opponent's neck and lifted him abruptly. He said indifferently:

"Noxian culture has been inclusive and diverse from the very beginning, we embraced the barbarians of the Freljord, allowed the Vastaya Shari of Ionia to spread the word of nature, and allowed the transformation of Shurima slaves As a free man, embrace the good faith of Demacia."

"In the future, the empire will become stronger and more united, no matter which way it is."

Chapter end

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