As a wise general of a generation and a former strategist and leader, Swain is undoubtedly a person who is accustomed to making decisions before taking action.
Even for this extremely risky military operation against Piltover, he still prepared a large number of plans and collected countless information. Although time was tight, he still successfully contacted the internal agents, planned the march route, and even
Achieved "simultaneous development of sea and land".
Unfortunately, even when the arrow was ready, Zu An was still the biggest variable in his plan.
The war masons who had penetrated everywhere in the past have lost their original magic in Zaun. It is difficult for these war masons disguised as workers or farmers to sneak into Zaun. Even if a few war masons successfully infiltrate, it will be difficult for them to infiltrate under this development.
Wire.
In addition, Zaun’s intelligence organization is based on the war masons of Piltover, and the war masons of Piltover are typical of fewer people and more work...
Therefore, New Zaun has been established for three full years, and the war masons in Zaun still have not formed any scale. The few war masons here and there are only two or three kittens, and they cannot get any decent information at all.
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It is for this reason that Zaun seems to be an incompatible blank in Swain's detailed plan.
In order to include this blank space in the plan, Swain had to spend a lot of effort to formulate a series of follow-up feasibility plans for Zaun, which greatly affected his energy and increased his workload.
and hairline.
"What a disgusting place." Staring at the blank spot on the map, Swain hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to speak, "Mr. Devil, isn't such a hidden place enough to arouse your slightest interest?
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"There are also gaps in secrets." Although he understood what Swain meant, Lamer had no intention of helping. "What I long for is the secret deep in the human heart - not just any secret can interest me."
The devil's response was not beyond Swain's expectations, which made him snort.
Because of the butterfly effect brought about by someone, Swain and Larmer obviously had reservations about their cooperation.
The two parties, who are still in the running-in period, have no trust or tacit understanding at all, and are purely using each other - Swain did not accept the devil's arm, and is still thinking about whether he can get an arm modified by Hex's body; while La
The information provided by Mosu is only limited to the part that interests him.
"Of course, from the perspective of a friend, maybe I can give you a personal reminder." As if aware of Swain's dissatisfaction, Lamer reminded in his crow-like voice, "Be careful, the trouble there is far greater than that."
Your imagination, even I would not be willing to get involved easily..."
Swain said nothing.
However, for Lammer, who is very familiar with him, this silence itself already represents an attitude.
The next moment, a crow of contentment appeared in Swain's ears.
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After giving the assembly order, Swain closed his eyes and leaned back on his chair - but before he could relax completely, the adjutant knocked on the door.
"The Dark Blade is coming."
"I know." Swain blinked, stood up quickly, quickly combed the black hair clinging to his scalp with one hand a few times, and said calmly, "Let them come in."
The next moment, the door was opened.
Several people wearing cloaks and hoods, like crows in the night, cautiously entered the room.
"It seems that you have already made a decision?" Swain said first, "I heard that the sea rats in Bilgewater took action?"
Under the hoods, these people looked somewhat embarrassed.
"Without the backing of strong force, trade itself is just empty talk." Swain seemed not to be aware of the emotions of these people at all, and continued to talk to himself, "Progress is precious, but it also requires corresponding power to protect it.
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"Mr. Swain, Piltover is capable of protecting itself." Although his momentum was completely suppressed by Swain, the leader quickly responded, "We are here to discuss a cooperation."
"That's right, it's just a cooperation to bring order out of chaos." Swain nodded, his eyes staring at the secret messenger who still refused to raise his head, as if his eyes could penetrate his hood and reach deep into his heart, "
After this minor conflict, Piltover will remain independent."
"You can't make many empty promises. I think even Mr. Swain should be able to understand this, right?"
"The promise in words is indeed pale, but the facts are irrefutable." Swain did not care about the sarcasm in the other party's tone, and even slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "This is just a necessary demonstration of Noxar.
The military power of Piltover is blocked by a towering and magnificent barrier, and the Noxus Empire will not spend a lot of money to send troops to maintain Piltover's rule."
Unfortunately, this level of guarantee is not enough to win people's trust - the Noxus Empire's desire for land is well known to everyone, and counting on Swain to occupy Piltover and then let it go is not possible.
It's like a fantasy.
"Hedoram is also south of the Great Barrier."
"This kind of small town that is no different from an outpost cannot be used as an example - look at Uzeris." Swain stretched out his one arm and pointed at another place on the map, "As early as twelve years ago, Uzeris
Zerlis defected to the empire, and now twelve full years have passed, and it is still the same as it once was."
The example of Uzeris clearly moved the envoys. They did not raise their heads to look at the map, but gathered together and murmured for a while, and then nodded one after another.
As Swain said, even if Uzeris does fly the Noxian flag, except for paying part of the tax as military expenses, Uzeris is still the same Uzeris as before.
So...the Noxians actually do not have the ability to rule a commercial city thousands of miles away from the Immortal Fortress.
"Piltover is a city of progress and will always maintain its independence." The leader of the envoy repeated again, "This is beyond doubt."
"I think so too." Swain nodded, "The interests of the empire are not in a port city."
"The Gray Lady is difficult to deal with." The other party hesitated for a moment, then rarely said anything meaningful, "Hex technology is not comparable to that of the primitive people in Ionia."
"But Piltover is just a city, not a country. There is only one Camille Feros here." Swain didn't seem to care, calling Camille by her first name, "And... isn't there another one?
