Nasus thought about it. When Azir spread his seeds all over the world, the number of direct descendants exceeded three digits. After so many years, the number of royal bloodline has already exceeded the sky, right?
Strength and wisdom are the most perfect combination, so I simply found two children of a similar age and with good talents, brought them back to the big library, and carefully trained them for ten or eight years. When they came out again, they would naturally have the ability to rebuild their forgiveness.
The cornerstone of Rima!
With this idea in mind, after punishing several profiteers and cleaning up a few nests of sand bandits, Nasus finally arrived at Vicoula smoothly.
After passing through the tall arch, Nasus finally entered the city again after a thousand years.
When he took out a copper coin to pay for the entrance fee, his eyes subconsciously fell on the lines on the inside of the arch - Nasus remembered that there was an image engraved here to commemorate the liberation of Wikora by Empress Wu from a group of cultists.
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Vicora is located on the lower reaches of the Shurima River, and is the only way to the city of Shurima.
When Nasus was still a young boy, he and Renekton set out from his hometown to Shurima City to take the entrance exam for Shurima University.
Even though thousands of years have passed, Nasus still remembers what it was like when he and Renekton first entered the city of Vicoula - at the instigation of a painter, Renekton spent three days' food money to pull
I worked as a model under this arch for an hour, and finally got a double portrait oil painting.
Although the oil painting was lost long ago when the Shurima Empire was destroyed, Nasus could still clearly remember the appearance of the painting. He and Renekton were in high spirits in the painting, but the background was a bit too hasty.
To put it simply, those exquisite relief backgrounds are not reflected on the canvas, but are replaced by undulating shadows.
However, even if it was just a shadow on the canvas at that time, it was far clearer than the reality in front of Nasus now after the sand erosion.
What was once a lifelike relief is now only an uneven...undulation.
Perhaps when a mortal bard saw this situation, he couldn't help but write a nostalgic poem, lamenting the erosion of time. But in Nasus's eyes, what really erodes everything is not time, but time.
The Fall of Shurima.
After all, the time between the creation of the relief and the first time Nasus came to Vaikora was actually far longer than the time between the destruction of Shurima and the present.
But when Nasus first came to Vicoula, the statue was still as good as new - what really eroded everything was not the long time, but the lack of maintenance and repairs.
Shaking his head slightly, Nasus no longer thought about this. He strode into the turbulent crowd on the streets of Vicoula, followed the footsteps of pedestrians, and headed towards the temple in the east of the city.
It is said that the descendant of the Eagle King opened a forum and taught there, teaching people without distinction.
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Without much effort, Nasus found the place where the descendant of the Eagle King was teaching.
In an abandoned temple, countless people were sitting densely in the shade. In the center of them, a bright-yellow guy was dancing and giving a speech.
In order not to reveal his identity, the tall Nasus not only wore a robe, but also wrapped his dark body in linen.
Dressing up like this provides him with a lot of convenience. No one wants to get close to a guy who "may have an infectious skin disease" when he goes out.
After everyone who was listening to the speech saw Nasus's arm wrapped in linen, which was exposed on his own initiative, there were some who despised it, some who despised it, and some who felt pity, but no matter what expressions they showed, none of them expressed it.
Exceptionally, a road was opened, allowing Nasus to pass smoothly.
So without any words, Nasus quickly reached the front of the crowd.
Sitting in the front row, Nasus could finally inspect this descendant of the Eagle King with peace of mind.
However, before he had listened to him for two minutes, Nasus's brows were already knitted into knots, and the words "Old man, subway, mobile phone.JPG" were revealed on the dog face (actually a jackal face) under the hood.
expression.
How to say it.
What this "descendant of the Eagle King" advocates cannot be said to be completely contrary to Azir's original political intention, but it can only be said to have nothing to do with it.
During the speech, the other party kept emphasizing order, believing that "there is no order in Shurima, which leads to such a situation." Does this sound reasonable?
However, when he talked about the order itself, the content of his speech was very thought-provoking.
What is the order that Shurima should have?
From the perspective of a guy like Nasus, who is "quite conservative among the Ascended", the order of Shurima should be the order of the Shurima Empire when it was most glorious.
Ruled by leaders with both strength and wisdom, supported by powerful ascended legions, and professionals who have experienced study and examination as the cornerstone of all walks of life, this is the order that Shurima should have.
However, in the words of this "descendant of the Eagle King", Shurima's order should be "one system throughout the ages, with distinct classes and division of labor, and it will last forever."
None of these four views is shared by Karya.
Even among the conservatives among the Ascended, Nasus cannot agree with the concept of "distinct classes and division of labor."
Yes, when the Shurima Empire was going backwards, Nasus did contribute a lot, but the situation at that time was that the empire had just been divided, and a lot of work that had been maintained and carried out by mages and scholars in the past was not done by anyone, so
Slaves have a place to be useful - they don't need a good education, they just need to work.
And now this "descendant of the Eagle King" seems to regard standardized slavery as a cure-all for all diseases!
To be fair, this guy's eloquence is good. He knows very well who he is addressing in this speech, so he tries his best to exaggerate the freedom and power of free people, small traders and ordinary craftsmen in his words. From time to time, he will attract everyone's attention.
There was a burst of applause.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But Nasus, who was watching with cold eyes, knew very well that each of his slogans was a pit that he would never get out of if he stepped on it!
What "should prohibit nobles and bureaucrats from engaging in civilian industries and competing for profits with the people", what "should clearly divide and limit the boundaries of different classes, and especially prohibit slaves from deregistering", and what "education should be professionalized and internalized to allow different people to
"Vocational education should be solved internally", no matter which list is drawn up, it will lock the present and future of Shurima.
However, the freedmen around who were listening to the speech were induced by the other party to focus entirely on "We have the same relationship with slaves as gentlemen have with slaves" and "Gentlemen should not interfere in the lives of us people."
On such issues, they have not realized at all that if these policies are really implemented, they will be poisonous wrapped in honey!
Gritting his teeth, Nasus waited until the end of his speech. When everyone gathered around him and started asking questions, Nasus quickly squeezed into the crowd because he was tall and wrapped in linen.
front.
"You are a descendant of the Eagle King, right?" When it was Nasus' turn, he stroked his cane with one hand and pressed the other hand on the desk in front of this guy, "A descendant of Azir?"
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"Presumptuous!" Faced with Nasus' behavior of calling Azir by his name, the other party frowned without hesitation, "Guards - take him out!"
However, before the guards around to maintain order appeared, Nasus took the initiative to tear off his hood and throw off his cloak, revealing a jackal's face and a body as dark as obsidian.
"Tell me, child." He looked at the other person expressionlessly and repeated his question, "You are a descendant of the Eagle King and a descendant of Azir, right?"
After seeing Nasus' true face, the other party was obviously stunned for a moment. He blinked and quickly realized Nasus' identity, and then couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Sweat was pouring from his forehead, and the eloquence he had just delivered in his speech seemed to have completely disappeared. While he was hesitating, he winked at the guard behind Nasus who had been bribed with a lot of money.
Unfortunately, most of the guards were aware of the seriousness of the problem. They were all pretending to be around, but their bodies were not moving forward. Only two guys who were big enough (or had no heart at all) quietly drew out their weapons.
He stabbed Nasus, who had his back turned to him.
"bass--"
"bass--"
The standard scimitar cut through Nasus's vest, and drew two bright sparks on his sculpted and angular back.
Before he could react from his daze, Nasus swung his cane without looking back. After two bangs, these two stupid guys were already stuck like mud outside the abandoned temple.
The kind that can't even be buckled off the fence.
"Answer me." Nasus asked his question for the third time, but his tone was as cold as ice. "You are a descendant of the Eagle King and a descendant of Azir, right?"
"I...I-"
The guy in golden clothes seemed to be hesitating and stalling for time, but Nasus grabbed him by the back of the neck without hesitation, and picked him up like a jackal holding a young wolf.
He took long strides and walked outside.
The onlookers stepped aside one after another, and then followed curiously - when the two unlucky guys attempted a sneak attack but were killed, someone had already recognized Nasus' identity, and they all wanted to know what happened next.
development.
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After walking out of the temple, Nasus looked up and quickly found his target.
In the south, a "Sun Disk" is under construction - ever since the Nashraites attracted a large number of desert nomads by manufacturing sun disks and achieved astonishing prosperity, many cities with good economic strength began to
Various similar buildings were built.
As an important trading city on the Shurima River, Vicora was not willing to be left behind. The city owner mobilized a large number of slaves to artificially build a hill in a deserted area south of the city, and planned to erect a sun disk here.
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For Nasus, this is undoubtedly the best place to distinguish authenticity.
Carrying this grunting guy in his hand, Nasus left the abandoned temple and came to the streets of Vicora.
As a large number of people followed him, the city's guards were finally completely alerted. They formed a team and tried to intercept Nasus and evacuate the people.
However, it is difficult for mortals to stop the ascended ones.
Considering that these guards were just to maintain order, unlike the two bastards who had done evil things before, Nasus took some strength away and did not use a cane. But even if he took away his strength, to mortals, it at least meant that
I couldn't get out of bed for three to five days.
In this way, Nasus "broke out of the siege" and came to the unfinished sun disk.
This golden sun disk seemed somewhat interesting from a distance, but for Nasus, who had personally experienced the ascension ceremony... its imitation could only be described as poor.
However, what Nasus cared about now was obviously not the authenticity of the sun disk. He carried this "descendant of the Eagle King" to the scaffolding where the sun disk was built, and asked him for the last time.
question.
"You are a descendant of the Eagle King and a descendant of Azir, right?"
"I...I am!" The other party closed his eyes, raised his heart, and raised his neck, "My family tree has clearly recorded all of this, there is no need to doubt-"
Before he could finish his words, Nasus picked up his cane.
Different from the force he used when facing the guards, this time Nasus's movements were rare and somewhat "gentle". The sharp edge on the scepter cut the opponent's arm, and the bright red blood splashed out and dripped on the
On the disk reflecting the rays of the sun at noon.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The copper sun disk was so hot under the scorching sun that it made a hissing sound instantly after the blood dripped on it, in the blink of an eye.
It turned into a reddish-brown spot.
Nasus narrowed his eyes slightly, studied the spot carefully, and felt the fleeting fluctuations of magic power. Finally, a self-deprecating expression appeared on his face.
"What on earth am I expecting..." He lowered his head and sighed in a voice that only he could hear, "Patience, patience, Nasus, you have been waiting for a long time, not less than this moment and a half."
Obviously, this guy is a fake.
Seeing Nasus react like this, the impostor realized that something was wrong. Just when he was hesitating whether to jump off the scaffolding and escape, Nasus had already calmed down and grabbed his head.
"Your dirty blood has stained the sun disk." Nasus pressed his face against the sun disk. "Although it is just an imitation, it is at least more similar than your imitation!"
As he spoke, Nasus used this guy's face like a rag and rubbed it vigorously on the sun disk until the reddish-brown marks were completely wiped away, then he nodded with satisfaction.
The smell of burnt feathers replaced the faint smell of blood. Nasus ripped off the bright yellow robe of this guy, dropped him off the scaffolding, and carefully wiped the face he had just rubbed.
After passing through the place and confirming that no traces of disharmony were left, he nodded with satisfaction.
Picking up his cane, Nasus breathed a long sigh of relief, and then found a pamphlet from the bag on his waist. After opening it, he read at the end of the line "Descendants of the Eagle King of Vicoula"
He made a cross with regret, smacked his lips, and moved his eyes to the next line.
"Let me see what other rumors there are." Nasus jumped off the scaffolding, "Greystone Town... there are descendants of the Eagle King in a backcountry like that? Forget it, I'd rather believe it... Just treat it as a drop-in.
