Twin Cities: I am the man of many myths

Chapter 266 Since that's the case, then you have no reason to exist; just replace you with another king.
"Damn it! Looking at it this way, the Twin Cities and Noxus are practically no different! Hegemony, this is shameless hegemony!"

Beside the white stone pillar, Teren saw his emperor in a fit of rage, smashing things and roaring, a fleeting look of disappointment in his eyes.

He hesitated for a long time before bowing and saying, "Your Majesty, this matter is not necessarily a bad thing for us. The Twin Cities are forcibly forcing other countries to join them and establishing a federation exclusively for the Twin Cities in Runeterra. This is indeed hegemonic, but I have seen the monsters of the Void. If it is truly as the people of the Twin Cities have investigated, then the Void is indeed Runeterra."

"Get out of here!"

A loud roar interrupted Teren's words.

Teren's lips trembled, blood trickling down his forehead. He looked up and saw the King of Krishna, wearing a jeweled crown, a large belly, and a meticulously groomed beard. The hand that had thrown the object at Teren was adorned with several beautiful diamond rings.

Krysia is a small port country located by the sea, originally under the jurisdiction of Noxus, situated below the Noxian port city of Besilico, and east of Piltover.

Besilico experienced several rebellions; let's leave aside its distant history and focus on its more recent past.

During Darkwill's reign, Besilico experienced several rebellions, the most serious of which was when a one-armed female general of Noxus betrayed Noxus, opened the city gates, and released a large number of slaves and prisoners of war. She was eventually killed by Darius, who was at the height of his power.

The rebellion was quelled, but the consequences were that a large number of war slaves and prisoners of war, as well as refugees whose homes were ravaged by the Noxian war, gathered together and, in less than ten years, created such a small country.

Darkwell became senile in his later years, and infighting among the Noxian military and noble families gave Krysia time to develop. By the time Swain came to power, Krysia had already officially declared its independence.

Swain did consider forcibly sending troops to conquer Krysia, but he couldn't resist the fact that the Twin Cities were not far from Krysia.

Therefore, in order to avoid conflict with the Twin Cities, Swain had put the matter aside. And now, having cooperated with Rick and established contact, Swain no longer thinks about Krishna.

After all, the resources one could obtain from attacking Krysia were far less than those obtained by doing Li Ke a favor.

Is land what Noxus lacks?

Noxus is not short of land. The largest country in Valoran is Noxus, and in terms of land area, Noxus is equivalent to several Demacias!

So, is Noxus lacking population?
Nor is it.

Noxus doesn't care about background or origin; it only values ​​talent. As long as you're willing to join Noxus and call yourself a Noxian, Noxus will accept you regardless of who you were before.

Therefore, what Noxus ultimately lacks is always supplies, especially food.

So why would Swain need to clash with Li Ke over a small, insignificant country?

This is why Crimea was able to survive among large countries, and now it seems to be doing quite well.

The disappointment in Terren's eyes deepened. He trembled and prostrated himself on the ground, his posture humble, but his tone was calm and steady: "Your Majesty, I urge you to recognize the situation."

"The two cities are powerful, but not truly domineering. Lord Li Ke made a vow at the meeting that all the two cities want is unity. We will not be used as cannon fodder on the battlefield, and the two cities will pay us. This is the best time for our country to become strong."

"Demacia and Noxus, the two great powers that dominate Valoran, have also joined the Federation. After we joined, at least we don't have to worry about Noxus's retaliation. In recent years, Noxus has not openly declared war on us, but Nox Torra is placed ten kilometers away from the border of Krysia."

"Join the Federation, and Twin Cities will protect us from Noxus's invasion. Your Majesty, I humbly request your permission!" Teren declared loudly.

Upon hearing this, King Kri I sneered. He pointed a finger at Teren's face and shouted, "Bullshit! You want me to obey the Twin Cities? Well, I'm curious, if I do that, will Krixia belong to me or to the Twin Cities?"

"This is my country!"

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Upon hearing this, Teren looked up at King Kerry I.

The disappointment in his eyes gradually turned into numbness. He didn't understand why this warrior, who was once chosen by the people to be the King of Krixia and was known for his bravery and justice, had become like this after less than ten years as king.

His muscles turned into fat, his wisdom into foolishness, and his fairness and generosity into selfishness.
Which step did we take wrong?

Teren reflected on the past, but could never find the answer.

However, he knew one thing: joining the Twin Cities Federation would be far more beneficial to Krishia than harmful.

Although Terren's own power might be reduced as a result, Terren didn't care.

What he cares about is the future of Krishna. What does the monarchy, Krishna I, or the royal family matter?

These things are absolutely unimportant!
The dual-city system led Teren to another direction, and Noxus's reforms also inspired him.

Even the Noxian Empire has seen power dispersed. Swain, the wise ruler who dictates Noxus, has never proclaimed himself emperor, but rather controls Noxus as Grand Commander.

The empire no longer has an emperor, so why would Krishna need one?
and many more?

A glint flashed in Terren's eyes. He looked up at King Kree I, already having the answer in his mind.

“Yes, you are not stupid; you have always been very clever,” Teren said, standing up to King Kree I.

King Cree I paused, anger etched on his fat face. He shouted, "Are you now planning to rebel against me, Duke Teren?"

“How could you possibly be a stupid person? Of course you know Twin Cities, you can’t possibly be unaware of the benefits of joining the Federation, and the reason you’re doing this now, keeping quiet on the surface but disagreeing in secret, is simply because you’re afraid.” Teren suddenly laughed.

His smile was full of sarcasm for the king's cowardice and incompetence. Pointing his finger at Cri I's large face, Teren said loudly, "You're afraid that Crixia will learn from the Twin Cities' system. You're afraid that we will be influenced by the Twin Cities. You're afraid that your throne will be threatened. You're afraid that Crixia will overthrow the old order!"

Ultimately, you're just afraid of losing your position!

"Shut up, shut your mouth!" Enraged that Teren had exposed his secret, King Cree I roared, his obese belly bulging as he shouted, "Guards, where the hell are you all?!"

"Guards! Seize Duke Terren! He's been bewitched by the devil! Burn him at the stake! Burn him alive!"

Seeing the furious King Krishna, Teren laughed until tears streamed down his face, and shouted, "Krishna doesn't belong to you alone! Krishna is what it is today because of the collective efforts of all of us. It's not your achievement alone! And your position was also elected by us!"

"Help! Where have all the people gone?!"

Teren stood up straight, letting Cree I yell at people. After seeing the man he had put on the throne in this state, Teren had given up hope.

Kree I is no stranger to the ways he is today; he made some mistakes, and now that I think about it, it wasn't without warning that things would turn out this way.

He should have nipped this trend in the bud a few years ago, when minor nobles began sending maids to the king.

Kree I was indeed a wise and powerful leader ten years ago. He was good at fighting, listened to advice, and was not jealous, but he had one problem.

That is, Crete I was born into poverty, and when beautiful women, jewels, delicious food and wine became readily available, his mindset changed accordingly. It was extravagance and debauchery that changed him.

And the one who couldn't stop it all
"Come on, let me see how long you can hold onto your throne after I die! You won't even need Twin Cities to take action. The small federal states that have voluntarily joined Twin Cities will unite and eliminate Krishia, sending a letter of goodwill to Twin Cities. You will destroy everything you have now because of your stupidity!"

Strangely, although King Crete I had been shouting for at least three minutes, the guards outside the door still hadn't come in.

This puzzled Teren, as did Kree I.

Then, a round of applause rang out from above.

"Clap!"

The applause was crisp and quiet, yet it struck the hearts of the two people in the room like a stone.

Both Teren and Cree I looked up instantly and saw a figure sitting on a magnificent white pillar above them.

A long leg clad in a black leather boot dangled and swung, the man still clapping. Then, a pleasant voice rang out. "Well said, I admire you, Duke Teren, don't you?"

As the sound faded, the figure disappeared and then reappeared beside Teren.

Teren was startled and instinctively took a step back, but he stumbled and was about to sit on the ground when a hand grabbed his arm and pulled him upright with a gentle tug.

At 1.82 meters tall, Teren was much taller than the other person. Judging from the voice and figure, it was likely a woman.

"Who are you?" Kree I asked immediately, a flicker of panic in his eyes, then added, "Where are my guards?"

"You mean those weaklings?" The only answer to Kerry I was a woman's laughter, tinged with disdain, followed by a soft whisper: "They're all asleep."

“I gave them a sweet dream,” Akali said with a smile.

Teren was taken aback at first, then instantly understood everything, and gritted his teeth as he said, "You are from Twin Cities?"

“The Twin Cities didn’t really believe us,” he added.

Akali blinked her big eyes and nodded at Teren: "You are indeed very smart."

"Li Ke is right. There are always smart people in this world, and smart people will make the right choices."

“Now, please tell me your choice,” Akali said calmly, looking at Terren.

Teren glanced at King Clement I and saw him trying to escape while the two were talking. Just as Teren was about to shout, the woman beside him waved her arm, and a blur flashed past Teren's eyes.

"what!"

King Crete I screamed in agony, clutching his fat leg as he collapsed to the ground. A small dagger had pierced his right calf, and blood was pooling around him.

“Tell me your choice, and you will decide whether Krysia has any reason to exist.” Akali didn’t even look at Krysia I.

Even a thousand of these ordinary Valoran wouldn't be enough for Akali to kill.

What kind of people did she deal with before?
They are the elite forces of Noxus, magical creatures of Ionia.

She is a super genius who has only appeared once in hundreds of years in the Order of Balance, and she earned the title of Shadow Fist at the age of thirteen.

The difference between ordinary people and her level of understanding is too great.

Even so, Akali is not arrogant; she strikes when the time is right—that's Akali's motto.

“His death alone is not enough,” Teren said after a moment’s thought.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "After he dies, his faction will fight for the throne. Although I am a duke, I only have the title and no power. Moreover, I have already been ostracized by them because I agreed to join the Twin Cities Federation this time."

"That's easy to do."

“Please give me some pointers,” Teren said earnestly.

Then, Teren saw the girl in front of him smiling as she played with a strange dagger. He recognized the weapon; it was an Ionian weapon called a kunai.

Playing with her kunai, Akali said with a smile, "Killing them all will just mean giving your little place a new king. I think you'd be perfect as king."

Akali's response was Teren's silence.

After a long silence, Teren nodded.

"it is good."

At the same time, to the west of Valoran, hundreds of kilometers west of Zaun, there was a small country.

A tall woman in a blue uniform, with white hair pinned behind her head, walked gracefully into the palace, ignoring the man kneeling before her.

Behind her lay a field of wounded soldiers, their cries of agony filling the air. Some had lost arms, others legs.

The blood flowed incessantly, and the scene was horrific, but interestingly, none of them died.

The woman lifted her leg again, and what she raised was a huge, long blade, its tip piercing through the ornate carpet on the ground. She spoke coldly:

"Now, give me your answer, El III."

"You, you can't do this!"

"What about us?" Camille tilted her head slightly, her synthetic pupils flashing with indifference.

Her voice was icy, and with a slight exertion of her full, human-like thighs, she nimbly wielded her long blade, aiming it at the old man before her.

“We have already given you a chance. Even if you were just going through the motions of joining the Federation and didn’t contribute anything, we could accept that. But how dare you contact other countries in private and try to use public opinion to resist?”

“I’ve said it before: if you’re a good person for too long, others will easily treat you like a pig. But he never believed it. But now it seems he does understand this principle, but he’s still willing to give you a chance.”

Camille's coldness lessened considerably, and her tone softened.

Li Ke is indeed genuinely kind.

But it was also truly foolish.

"What a foolish choice."

The old man before her was silent and trembling, and Camille seemed to have lost her patience.

"I know your answer. As people get older, their greed doesn't diminish."

"If that's the case, then you have no reason to exist."

"It's nothing more than changing the king."

Camille spoke in a cold, indifferent voice.

Even so, before she kicked out, she seemed to have thought of something, and changed the angle of her kick in mid-air. Instead of pointing the blade tip at the old man's neck, she used a change of direction kick, striking the old man unconscious with the thick side of the blade.

Forget it
He already felt guilty for doing such a thing, although Camille and Hilco both thought that Rick's actions were too womanly and foolish, because that's not how you be a good person.

When faced with major events, what right do these people have to choose?
This is a world war, not a local war, and it is not child's play.

But even though that's what they say about Rick, neither Hilcko nor Camille would want to see Rick actually change.

Li Ke is just like that.

It is precisely because Li Ke is a person like this that Shuangcheng has achieved its current level of development.

I wonder how well that girl did.
Tsk, no matter what, Camille won't lose to her.

After all, she is Piltover's chief secret agent, with decades of experience that a little girl's ten years of experience cannot match!

(End of this chapter)