I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

Later, the mysterious disappearance of General Du Kekao became the most difficult case to solve in the empire in the past decade.

This legendary powerhouse died in his own dream.

..............

Du Kekao and Emistan are lost, but the game must go on.

With the death of Amystine and the disappearance of Du Coulomb, Noxus's Eastern Front Army was completely leaderless.

As a result, they missed the best opportunity to pursue the Demacian army, allowing them to retreat to Nokmourne Valley and defend their position.

Although Amystine's death cast a somber mood on the Eastern Front, one individual gradually rose to prominence and established a considerable reputation on the Imperial Eastern Front.

He is—Leon Guerrez.

No one knows how this impoverished descendant of a noble family managed to do it.

But such a miracle happened to this man.

He led his warbands to not only defeat Demacia's elite Vanguard, but also capture the Demacian Crown Prince alive!

This alone is already an enormous achievement!

But that wasn't all. When the Imperial front was at a disadvantage, it was he who led his battle groups to attack from the enemy's rear!

They utterly defeated the Demacian army, which had the advantage in strength!

And they killed the Grand Marshal of Demacia! They reclaimed the Nokmerch Plains and drove the Demacians back to the front half of the Nokmerch Mountains!

Such an extraordinary achievement is beyond description.

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(Let's talk about the issue of power levels, so that readers won't complain that the power levels are inconsistent, like how a legend like Du Kekao was instantly killed.)

(Take Du Kekao as an example. His setting is: a legendary-level player who doesn't even use his domain very well, only good at beating Gold Saints.)

(And LeBlanc is clearly not a demigod either, probably somewhere between a demigod and a legend, whose power spike can briefly and barely reach demigod level.)

(This setup clearly fits LeBlanc's high-class image, after all, she's the woman who schemed against Tetsuo.)

(This is merely a setting in this book and does not represent any authoritative viewpoint. Discussion and comments from all readers are welcome.)

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Of course, there are also a few "fearless individuals" who are spewing sour water on their own.

Several legion commanders were secretly saying things like, "It's all because Leon Gurez got lucky; he's just a pretty boy."

Fóyego had anticipated this.

Lemon lovers, where can you go without them?

Foygo had no intention of indulging these people, and immediately went to their door, gesturing wildly.

In Noxus, "cowardice" is the act of a coward.

These people naturally could not refuse Foygo's request.

At first, these sullen lemons held onto a sliver of hope, intending to defeat Feuergo and expose his true colors as a gigolo.

But soon, the harsh reality taught them a lesson.

Those who spread rumors and cause trouble are no match for even one blow from Ferguson.

This incident further enhanced Fryego's prestige on the Noxian eastern front.

After all, in Noxus, worshipping the strong is a very normal thing.

The warriors of Noxus hold great reverence for the strong.

And so, Fryego became the "uncrowned king" of Noxus's eastern front.

Meanwhile, battle reports from the Eastern Front were also on General Darkwell's desk.

...........

Imperial Supreme Command Conference.

Darkwell, who had been absent for a long time, returned to the long table. 373.

This time, however, there were more empty seats on the table.

Originally, apart from Darius and the two generals who accompanied Darius in the campaign in Freljord, there were no other generals.

There should also be nine other generals attending the meeting.

But now, including Darkwell, there are only eight people left at the table.

The two missing individuals are, without a doubt, Du Kekao and Emistan.

"bump!"

Darkwell stood up angrily and slammed his fist hard on the table.

An overwhelming aura swept across the entire area, and most of the generals were too intimidated by Darkwell's imposing presence to utter a word.

However, Swein Jericho is definitely an exception among them.

He is also one of the few people nowadays who dare to confront Darkwell directly.

"waste!"

"A commander-in-chief, died on the battlefield in such an inexplicable way?"

Darkwell spoke in a deep voice, his expression like that of an old lion intimidating jackals in his territory.

"Where is Du Kekao?!"

What exactly is he doing?

Darkwell's tone still carried a hint of annoyance, and no one dared to answer his question.

The head coach died under mysterious circumstances! The vice-head coach suddenly disappeared!

Without a leader, the Empire (chde) actually missed the opportunity to completely annihilate Demacia's main force!

This is a situation that has been rare in the empire for the past century.

"No one has ever been able to keep track of Du Kekao's whereabouts."

Seeing that no one answered, Swain began to explain.

This is true. Although Du Kekao is a general of the empire, he forms his own faction and does not associate with others.

In addition to his special status, Du Kekao is now only responsible for himself as Darkwell grows old and senile.

Naturally, nobody knows where Du Kekao is right now.

Upon hearing this, Darkwell sobered up a bit and sat back down in his seat.

Even Darkwell is helpless against Du Kekao right now.

The question of Du Kekao's 7"6"''3,:;4";8:0,1,:5.7 can only be investigated after he appears.

Right now, there are clearly more important things to deal with.

"Tell me, how are you going to deal with the Eastern Front?"

A hint of indifference flashed in Darkwell's cloudy eyes before he addressed the generals present.

With the commander-in-chief dead and the deputy commander missing, the enemy's fighting force remains intact.

The most urgent task is naturally to re-select a commander for the Eastern Front.

"I recommend Swain Jericho as the new commander of the Eastern Front."

"His abilities are evident to all, so I don't think I need to say more."

A general proposed it, and his words were quickly seconded by half of the generals in the council.

“That’s right, let Swain go.”

"I second that too..."

"........."

obviously.

Swain enjoys extremely high prestige within the Empire, at least within the Command Council.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Upon hearing this, Darkwell suddenly laughed.

Although the laughter was feigned to be bold and unrestrained, anyone who heard it felt a chill creeping down their spine.

After Dakwell's laughter subsided, the atmosphere became somewhat stiff for a moment, finally settling into silence.

Darkwell spoke.

"General Swain, a pillar of the Empire!"

"How can we trouble him with such a trivial matter as guarding the eastern front?"

"Don't worry, he has other important tasks."