Twin Cities: I am the man of many myths

Chapter 155 Navoli's Rebels and the Brotherhood

In the following days, Li Ke maintained his routine of going to the village to teach two classes every day.

If you think about it carefully, Li Ke will not stay in Yugi Village for too long. When Jinx gets tired of this place, or when Ahri sends a message, he will take Jinx away from Yugi Village and go deeper into Ionia.

Therefore, Li Ke had no intention of really teaching these kids any knowledge. These days he just taught them some continental language and told them about the world outside Ionia, such as interesting things in Zaun and Piltover, to open a new door for them and let them know what the outside world is like.

It is impossible to teach anything in one or two months. What Li Ke needs to do is to plant a seed in the hearts of these children, a seed of yearning for the outside world, wanting to go out and see the world, and adventurous.

Jinx stopped coming to school after the third day. Her interest came and went quickly, so she had to sit in the classroom and listen to Li Ke talk about things she knew. After a long time and too many times, she naturally became impatient.

So from the third day on, Jinx would always stay in the repair shop.

Li Ke actually likes going to class and enjoys this hard-earned daily routine.

Time flows leisurely in such a relaxing day, and it feels so comfortable.

Navoli in the north of Ionia. As the largest provincial capital of Ionia, Navoli was also the worst-hit place in the Noai War. But often, extreme oppression will lead to resistance, and the Navoli rebels were born under such circumstances.

On Presidium, the Ionian inhabitants, devastated by the Noxians, formed a resistance army and joined the local militia groups in Navoli.

This became the first line of defense against the Noxians, and it was also the first time that the Ionians officially broke through the Noxians. The resistance became the heroic organization that drove them away.

As a result, many Ionians who were angry and wanted revenge went to Navoli, hoping to join the resistance. However, with the departure of the Noxian army, the war in Navoli was extinguished, and people who returned to normal life began to have differences of opinion on the direction of future choices.

Some people want to return to the countryside, lay down their weapons, forget hatred and start a new life, but some people remember hatred, blinded by hatred and violence, take up weapons and try to unify Navoli with violence, take revenge on Noxus, but some people try to profit from it and gain benefits.
In this context, an organization called the Brotherhood was born in Navoli. The organization first appeared during the Noai War. This group had existed since the Battle of Presidium, but at that time it was incorporated into the resistance.

It was not until the end of the war that disputes arose between different factions and the name of the Navoli Brotherhood was officially established.

They left the rebel organization and walked in Navoli under the name of the Brotherhood, absorbing Ionians who came to Navoli from other provinces to protect their homeland, and strengthened the organization.

Today, the Brotherhood has become a force that cannot be underestimated in Navoli.

A few dozen miles southwest of Presidium is the rebel base. Here in the afternoon, you can't see the green plants unique to Ionia. The war has devastated the land and affected the natural spirit of Ionia.

As a result, the local green plants no longer favored humans and even attacked humans, which made it difficult to obtain food. Therefore, going deep into other places and looking for food in places that were not affected by the war became the main source of food for the locals.

Passing through the bloodstained wooden wall, there was a group of houses of different sizes. In a wooden house with a badge hanging on the eaves, a girl wearing red armor and a silver crown was wiping her hands vigorously in front of a basin of water.

The hands she put into the water were clean, but she rubbed them vigorously until the skin of her hands turned white and wrinkled in the water, and then she took her hands out.

"Leader, two more people have been captured outside the base." A voice sounded behind her.

She turned around and saw a weather-beaten face. The man was tall, carrying a spear on his back and wearing a fur hat on his head. He was looking at her with a sigh.

"Are you here to assassinate me again?" the girl asked calmly.

"Yes, we had already targeted him when he appeared in the market." Wen said this with some helplessness. As a militiaman, he now has the ability of counter-reconnaissance, and it's all because of the Brotherhood.

His name is Wen, a very strange name.

"Let him go." She said softly after hearing this.

Wen was silent about this: “.”

After a moment, he opened his mouth and said in a deep voice: "Irelia, this won't work. You must show them your stance, otherwise they will only push their luck further."

"This is the fourteenth assassination this month. Except for one person who came to you in person and was executed by you, you let all the other assassins go. However, the damage they brought affected the camp."

"But I really don't know what to do." Irelia looked at Wen, covered her face with her hands, and whispered, "Many of them know me, and I know them too. We have fought together before, and they regard me as their leader. I really can't do anything to them." "Oh, I understand." Wen nodded and said, "Then I will let them go, but you should make changes, Irelia."

"We're all waiting for you."

"I know. I will be prepared, Uncle Wen." Irelia put down her hands, revealing a fair face. Her green eyes looked at Wen with sadness, hoping that he would stop talking.

After hearing this, I couldn't say any more.

After all, she was only fifteen years old, but she already carried the expectations of countless people. Everyone pinned their future on this girl, hoping that she could lead Navoli to rise and lead the resistance army to rise.

But everyone seemed to have forgotten one thing, that is, she was only fifteen years old.
At this age, she should be playing carefree, learning knowledge, and growing up healthily, but she became a hero leading tens of thousands of people.

Not to mention, the blow that the split brothers would bring to her
But after hesitating for a moment, Wen still said, "There is one more thing, Irelia."

"Please say."

"The Brotherhood sent people to the south, apparently intending to wipe out the Noxians there, but after the war, many Noxians have integrated into Ionia, and even many villages are inhabited by Noxians."

Wen then said in a deep voice: "We have to stop the Brotherhood."

"Uncle Wen, don't you hate the Noxians?" Irelia said.

"Hate? Of course I hate them. If it weren't for them, I would be a farmer in Kuilin now. But Irelia, they are just ordinary soldiers. Noxians who were accepted by the locals after the war should not be bad people. Besides, they have paid a price. They have no home to return to and have been abandoned by the country."

"Another thing is that the locals can accept them, so what can I say?" Wen said with a wry smile.

Not every Noxian is bloodthirsty. Those Noxians who were able to integrate into the local community after the war may have killed Ionians during the war, but they definitely never tortured them. They may even have been doing logistical work and have never been to the front line.

Otherwise, the villagers would never accept them.

After hearing what Wen said, Irelia nodded.

"Then send an army to the south to track the Brotherhood and stop their plans." Irelia said coldly.

Wen nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

After saying that, he left the room, leaving Irelia alone.

She looked at the blades hanging on the wall. They were the mark of the Zan family and the last thing the family left for her.

But at this moment, just like his own hands, the emblem of the Zan family was also stained with blood.

"Ugh"

With a long sigh, the girl fell into confusion again.

What will Ionia look like in the future?

Sometimes, she even wondered if her rash decision was wrong.

It is because of her resistance that Ionia has become what it is today, and it is because of her leadership that Ionia is truly torn apart.

Counterattack killed peace, and some things had been destroyed by her and might never be recovered.

Looking at the badge, Irelia's eyes were filled with sadness.

(End of this chapter)