In the afternoon, Burnham returned outside the fortress conference hall and saw Leander sitting on the ground at the gate and the male attendant standing beside him.
"Look who is sitting on the ground. Why does it look familiar to me? Cromwell, who is he?"
Cromwell stood straight on the spot and explained with a serious face.
"Back to the master, he is General Leander who is stationed in Wazuan, but now he has resigned from his position."
Nodding in sudden realization, Burnham changed his expression under Leander's silent expression, and reprimanded him with hatred.
"Look what you have become now? I don't remember that the iron belt of Noxus is to tighten your fat. Shouldn't a good Noxian governor have to come back?
Stupid thing, do you know how much your father paid to get this job for you? This time you come back, even I can't help you, the people of the Myrdalda family have been coveting it for a long time."
Naturally, he knew that his father, Edwin, was able to make the Mom family a member of the Noxian nobility because he curried favor with Marshal Burnham and successfully relied on the Darkwill family to become a member of the Noxian nobility. He quickly stood up.
Leander showed the deference of a junior at the right time, bending down with a look of shame on his face.
"Lord Burnham, the main reason is that I encountered some things in Wazuan this time. I have explained the specific content to you in the letter. In order to avoid conflict with the Emerald Territory, I have no choice but to resign and leave.
My family is not important, what is important is the empire. If I cause a rift between the Emerald Territory and the empire, then I will really become a sinner of the empire."
Hearing this, Burnham's expression softened slightly and he waved his hands.
"Come in and talk, Cromwell, and give him a cup of tea."
"yes."
Naturally, Leander's male attendants were not qualified to enter the parliament hall and could only wait outside.
The three of them walked into the parliament hall, and the two sat down at the long table of the parliament. Burnham was at the top of the chair, and Leander was at the bottom right. Cromwell took out a special tea set from the nanmu tea cabinet for two people.
People placed on the table.
Thanks to the tea culture from Ionia in the East, Noxus's nobles also have a healthy eating habit. Noxus' original tea sets adhere to the heavy and solemn style of Noxus, blending
of the exquisiteness of Ionian porcelain,
Although there is a sense of wastefulness, Noxians do not care whether others will despise them because there is an ax for chopping heads on the porcelain cup.
If you are really being despised, the worst case scenario is to chop it back with a real axe.
Burnham asked while Cromwell was making tea.
"You said in your letter that the Emerald Leader also wants to have a hand in Vazuan's affairs?"
"Yes, the leader of the Emerald Leader is named 'Milton', and his military rank is Emerald Leader Colonel. I don't know who he is, but he has the Demon Faced Lord Token in his hand, which is absolutely genuine.
This is also the reason why I chose to give in. I could only quit to prevent the Caravan Alliance from continuing to cause dissatisfaction. This is also true. After I quit, the Shurima people also realized the problem and did not continue to pursue the issue of the Emerald Territory's murder.
However, the Emerald Territory has also pushed forward because of this, and also wants to establish a force belonging to the Emerald Territory in Wazuan. Now Shurima and the other six countries have not expressed their stance. I am afraid they are also looking at what we mean. Lord Burnham, no
I know what you mean..."
Burnham picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then snorted and said nothing.
The taste of the light green tea is not disgusting, I can tolerate it for a while and I can swallow it. The tea in my hand is the same as my nominal brother in the west. It looks cute, but in practice it often hurts my hands and brings discomfort to myself.
It's such a small trouble, it would be a pity to throw it away like this.
The tea that passed through the esophagus began to surge in his stomach. Burnham suppressed it, but also put down the teacup.
Since being transformed by the secret method of the Scarlet Order, his body has become unsuitable for the use of non-carnivorous foods that are acceptable to most people, and he is more inclined to eat raw animal flesh.
If he wants to extend his sanity and lifespan, he must absorb human vitality and the "heme" condensed from blood every once in a while. Over the years, he has become accustomed to this way of life. The owner of the hematin is also a death row prisoner who has committed a heinous crime.
It can also be regarded as an explanation to the empire,
Although he hurts others, he knows how to measure it, and his principled actions will not arouse the indignation and resentment of others. Over the years, although the Emerald Leader has been a little out of line, this is also true...
Thinking of this, Burnham picked up the tea cup again and drank it in one gulp.
No matter how bitter this cup of tea is, he needs to swallow it before the empire's eternal foundation is laid. It won't be too late to take care of his little brother after he has taken care of other little things.
"The empire is ready for a new pioneering war. The empire needs the Emerald Territory to contain the Kingdom of Northland and the Principality of Valoran. Leander, you have done a good job in this matter."
With joy on his face, Leandre knew that he had made the right bet, and forcefully snatched the teapot from Cromwell's hand. With Cromwell's complicated expression, he filled another cup of green tea for the pale Burnham.
He had no idea that the boss he was serving tea to wanted to strangle him to death.
"Lord Burnham, this is what I should do."
Under Leander's expectant gaze, Burnham, who did not appear to be showing any inhuman characteristics, took a sip of tea.
"Leave the Emerald Territory to deal with Vazuan. Anyway, Vazuan's forces will be reshuffled later. You should take a good rest during this period and lose some fat on your body to avoid going to the battlefield."
He was caught, roasted and eaten."
This metaphor is very 'Noxian-style', but for some reason, Leander always feels that there is another meaning.
Leandre, who didn't feel good, drank all his tea in one gulp.
"In that case, I will resign, Lord Burnham."
"Go ahead."
…
At the bottom of the underground city of the Immortal Fortress, in the magic castle built by Mordekaiser, LeBlanc was a little annoyed as she watched the magic body in front of her turn into a flaming man. In less than ten seconds, the humans in front of her turned into a pile of fire.
There were ashes, and in the middle of the ashes there was only a strange flame with a ghostly face.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! LeBlanc felt a strong sense of ridicule from Flame's ghostly face.
This was already her forty-fifth experiment. There was no doubt that the experiment failed again. The magic apprentice with excellent magic talent was unable to resist the power of the flame demon, and instantly turned into a pile of inorganic matter.
The cold-faced female mage picked up the magic crystal bottle. As she chanted the spell, the devil with a grimace had been put back into the crystal bottle by the female mage. The female mage gritted her teeth and firmly plugged the bottle cap.
The upset female mage was stunned for a moment, and then she took out her beloved Scarlet Moon Rose from the leather sheath on her chest. The willow leaf-shaped double-edged dagger shone with an ambiguous red light like the crimson moon under the flame of the magic torch.
, her eyes were fixed on the [L]-shaped character on the blade, and Leblanc's eyes became a little blurred.
The blade of [l] has always been close to her heart. Only doing this can make her feel the warmth that she has not felt for a long time, just like in the past, when a man pressed his cheek against her chest.
The magic steel dagger in her hand is a token of love given to her by her man. She has always carried it with her. Although she has not seen him for more than four hundred years, she knows where the man is and what he is doing now.
One day, she will arrange for herself and that man to meet each other, and fall in love at first sight again.
She had already prepared her new body for the next reunion, but she still had a lot of things to do before they met.
Finally turning her attention away from Scarlet Moon Rose, LeBlanc looked at the magic bottle in her hand. She seemed to be able to hear the devil's mocking voice through the bottle.
"What went wrong? Why can the tyrant manipulate these weird creatures at will, but I can't? Is it because the experimental subject's magical talent is not enough, or is the experimental subject's will too fragile? Or do I need to use another method?
Imbued with demonic power?”
After thinking for a while, LeBlanc still couldn't get the answer. The female mage couldn't help but feel a little discouraged and could only put away the magic bottle that held the demon.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, I have to attend Vladimir's bloody feast tonight, so let's take a bath first."
In the deep well of souls connected to the underworld, Mordekaiser's black iron plate armor flickered twice, then dimmed instantly.
…
A giant dragon crossed the sky, flying all the way in the direction of the spiritual maze. Soon the dragon landed north of Gahe Mountain. Riding the giant dragon Siya, it was the person who had arrived in Ionia.
Mainland Leicester.
He found an open space, and after Lester jumped down, the dragon that landed on the ground began to change shape in the flashing colorful light. In just a few seconds, it transformed into a tall woman with long dark green gradient hair.
, after further exploration and learning, Shia can even transform into clothes, and does not need to face the consequences of being naked after the transformation, which saves a lot of trouble.
Because of this, Lester couldn't imagine whether the changed clothes were the emperor's new clothes. Unfortunately, he couldn't change his shape now, otherwise he would have to change into a little silver wolf and wear a small leather jacket to try it out in the busy city.
try.
Entering the mental maze, Lester and Sia immediately lost their sense of direction. Even the position of the sun was a false illusion.
"Can you find the direction?"
"Here, I can feel the strong attraction. The natural magic in this direction is the strongest."
Sia pointed in a direction and Lester nodded.
"It's the same direction I saw, let's go, it shouldn't be wrong."
Lester and Sia, who had experienced it, quickly stumbled out of the mental maze and arrived at the Garden of Worry guarded by Pan Sijiena (Note: For the description of the gardener's mother-in-law, see chapter c331).
Various kinds of abundant fruits hang on the branches. Among them, the most impressive thing to Leicester is the cloud fruit. The cloud fruit is very similar to an orange, but much larger than an orange. It is sour and sweet, and looks like a fruit.
Very plump and very hydrating.
Not seeing the figure of Vastaya Shari, the gardener's mother-in-law, named 'Pansijina', Lester picked a cloud fruit casually, peeled off the vermilion peel, and fed Shia a petal first.
He ate another piece himself. Although the Yun Guo tasted very sweet this time, Lester's mouth was filled with a sour taste.
The last time he came here was more than 400 years ago. It seemed that an Ionian huntress followed him out of the spiritual maze and successfully entered the Garden of Forgetfulness. For a month, they fell in love with each other, sweeter than ever.
Every couple wants to be intimate, but he personally killed the woman who loved him deeply.
What's that woman's name?
What happened between me and her?
The man's expression suddenly became ferocious. Lester found that he could not remember the name of the female hunter. He frantically searched for his memory. However, the man was horrified to find that it was not only the memory of the female hunter, but also the female hunter of Ionia.
He couldn't recall the memory of Kirigakureu, or even the memory of the Magic Garden of Presidence.
Raising his head, the branches on the cloud fruit forest looked like the faces of ferocious ghosts. He could only recall the scene where he was wreaking havoc in the Garden of Forgetfulness.
Although there were so many beautiful things in his memory, he only remembered sadness and hatred.
Lester's unprecedented behavior shocked Sia.
"Licht, what's wrong with you?"
"I need to go somewhere, Sia, just wait for me here, give me some time, let me be alone for a while..."
Taking a deep breath, Lester suppressed his breathing to avoid scaring Sia again, turned around and left directly.
It wasn't until the man left that slow footsteps were heard from the depths of the orchard. Sia turned around and looked at the gardener's mother-in-law who had arrived belatedly.
"I didn't expect to see you again."
Pan Sijina bent her waist and cut off the long crooked branches with the long scissors in her hand.
"Grandma Pan Sijiena, why don't you go see him?"
"Silly girl."
Sighing, the old woman stopped what she was doing, took a few steps closer to Sia, picked up the four-petal cloud fruit that the man had thrown away from the ground, wiped it and put it directly into her mouth.
The sweet juice exploded in her mouth, but Pan Sijina's face was full of sadness.
"With six petals of cloud fruit pulp, he and you each eat one, and the remaining four petals are thrown directly on the ground.
Xiao Xia, he is even willing to throw away such a sweet cloud fruit. If I come out, it will only remind him of some unhappy things. Since we are tired of seeing each other, it is better not to see each other and let him see his old friend.
good.
Many people don’t understand the importance of memory and always think about throwing away things that make them unhappy. But they don’t know that no matter what kind of memories they are, they are part of their lives after all. If they throw away memories, life will not be complete.
.
My purpose in guarding the garden has never been to make people forget their worries..."
The old woman who was talking used the scissors to cut off a thick fruit tree branch with a 'click' sound. The plump and ripe cloud fruit fell to the ground along with the branch, which made Xia feel a little distressed.
She knew how sweet this fruit was, but at this moment, she was trampled mercilessly under the feet of the gardener Pan Sijina and crushed to pieces by her wooden shoes.
"I want most people to remember that there are always some things that can only be cherished when they are lost."
