The Emerald Territory, the Eastern Military Camp, and the Shadow Crossbowman's station are all empty.
Under Lester's personal selection, the number of Shadow Crossbowmen has expanded to 65. The members include survivors of the original North Noel Village and some who serve in the Black Iron Guard of Noxus. They have passed the loyalty test and want to join them.
The Noxians.
The conditions in the territory were sufficient. After breaking down the training postures and independently developing a set of training methods suitable for killer training, Lester began to select and train the shadow killer "Night Blade".
On this day, the Shadow Crossbowman, after practicing for a period of time, faced his first test.
To the south of the Emerald Territory, inside the natural caves of the Shuoyin Mountains, it was pitch black.
The natural caves extending in all directions are of different widths and heights. In addition, there is no light, so the visibility has reached the point where you can't even see your fingers.
More than sixty people wore black eye masks and moved forward in the dark, aiming at the source of the whistles spreading from the depths of the cave.
The whistle sounded every thirty seconds. The sound waves were refracted by the stone walls, and the ethereal whistle echoed between the caves, making it difficult to determine the direction.
Many people have lost their sense of direction. After the whistle came back from behind, they turned back without knowing it. Some people tripped over the potholes under their feet and fell straight to the ground and screamed, becoming
Distractions from others.
No matter what the result is, as long as the blindfold with detection magic is removed, or if you fail to reach the source of the whistle within the specified time, you will lose this opportunity to join the Night Blade.
Morris stood where he was, not in a hurry to move.
After all the other people around him had left and the general direction of the source of the whistle was determined, the young man began to take steps and walked deep into the cave in the dark.
In the darkness, in addition to whistles, there are also the sounds of water drops, footsteps, and gasps that interfere with your judgment. In addition, the cave road and the top are uneven. If you cannot protect yourself and master your body balance, you will easily fall.
Or bumping into yourself, it can be said to be full of difficulties.
In Lester's words, this trial tests environmental awareness and body balance.
"The whistle blows every thirty seconds. While counting, I must capture the direction in which the whistle first came from in the silence, and move resolutely in that direction without being distracted by the echoing whistle or other sounds.
Confused by the noise, you have to protect your vitals during the movement and not be hindered by the stone cones above your head or the potholes under your feet..."
After trying to practice the 'assassination skills' taught by Lester, Morris's senses and flexibility have improved a lot, and he has the confidence to complete the trial.
In order to get revenge as soon as possible, he is willing to sacrifice everything.
After passing through three forks in a row, Morris froze when he heard a whistle coming from the direction behind him.
At this time, the whistle behind him had spread, and two seconds later, another whistle came from the right front, towards the back.
Sandwiched between two whistles, Morris panicked and was a little overwhelmed. When he came to his senses, he had lost his sense of direction and was not sure whether the direction he was facing was the direction he was heading or whether he had turned around.
backward.
"Why did the source of the whistle come from behind when I counted to the 30th second, and then two seconds later it came from the front? Which side is it?"
"Shuo'er~"
"Shhh~"
Two seconds later, two whistles came from two directions, one after the other. The confidence he originally had had completely disappeared. Faced with the sudden and unknown situation, Morris began to sweat lightly on his forehead.
Forcing himself to calm down, Morris, who had lost his way, simply sat cross-legged on the ground, put aside all the decisions he had just made, and reorganized his thoughts.
"First of all, what is certain is that the two whistles one after the other are definitely not the same whistle. They are both real and not echoes."
Through the breathing techniques in the 'Assassination Technique', Morris successfully calmed himself down and his mind started functioning.
"Since they are all independent whistles, one of them must be fake.
Before the trial, Lord Leicester did not explain that such a situation would occur, so the extra whistles were probably used to increase the difficulty of the interference item. It was definitely not an accident. The extra whistles tested
What matters is our ability to respond to emergencies.
In other words, there is a way to solve this, and it is by no means a dead end...
If two different people whistle, there must be subtle differences, so what does the initial whistle sound like..."
"Shuo'er~"
"Shhh~"
The two whistles were again separated by two seconds and came from two directions.
Standing up, Morris turned and walked behind him.
"Got you."
At noon, most of the members of the Shadow Crossbowmen left the cave and returned to their base with their heads lowered and a few of them were seriously injured.
Meredith felt the magic fluctuations on the eyepatch and shook her head at Lester to indicate that no one was cheating.
Behind Leicester, there are only five people left.
Nodding in response to Meredith, Lester turned around with a serious expression.
"You successfully passed the first trial, but this is just the beginning."
Five people, including Morris, knelt down on one knee indifferently to express their submission.
"Next, I will teach you advanced 'assassination skills'. The next trial will be more difficult. Practice hard and don't let me down."
"yes."
…
In Demacia, Blake, a refugee from Shurima, wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed bitterly.
It has been almost a month since he was captured by Demacia soldiers in the quarry. Due to insufficient daily food supply, his body has lost a lot of weight and his ribs are clearly visible.
Even if you are passive and slow at work, you cannot withstand the harm caused to your body by working for a long time.
Still unable to find three Demacians willing to testify against him, unable to prove that he was not a Noxian spy, Black could only continue to wield a pickaxe in the open-air quarry of the Urus Mountains every day, working for Demacia.
They volunteered themselves and contributed to the construction of city defense.
"Everyone stop! Come and gather!"
Hearing the overseer's voice coming from a distance, Blake dropped his blunt pickaxe and timidly followed a dozen other people to the open space outside the quarry.
"Is that the yordle? What is she here for? Isn't she also here to quarry stone?"
Black was a little confused when he noticed that standing in front of the overseer was the little man who often followed General Oren.
"Everyone is standing in line!"
A dozen people stood loosely in two rows, looking listlessly at the Demacian quarry overseer who was about to torment people again.
The yordle carrying a small buckler quickly walked over, carefully looked at the exhausted refugees one by one with his serious eyes, and soon stopped in front of Black.
"I saw you in the border village of Demacia. You came from the east just after Oren led the team to settle here... You have been in Demacia for so long, and no one is willing to testify for you?"
"I have nothing and they want a lot, so here I am."
He shook his head with a wry smile. Although he didn't know what a yordle who was no taller than his waist meant, the situation couldn't get any worse.
The yordle sighed, turned to the overseer and said.
"He's fine, I'll look at the others."
"Okay, Master Pochi."
"It's Poppy!"
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