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

Karthus slowly raised his head, and upon seeing the person who had arrived, he immediately knelt down respectfully.

"No need to be polite."

Foygo simply raised one hand, and Karsas was helped up by an invisible force.

“You did a good job with what you did before, Karthus.”

"I really saw you right."

Foljego offered a sincere compliment.

Karthus was indeed an outstanding talent. Even with the abundance of talent under Foygo's command, Karthus was undoubtedly the most outstanding one.

They were particularly outstanding in supporting the Eastern Front and in bribing gallons.

"Your Majesty is so complimentary."

"This is what I should do."

Karthus responded very modestly, with a very humble attitude.

"How is the Dawn Order developing right now?"

Foygo asked again, a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes.

After all, compared to other things, Karthus's real "job" was being a "charlatan".

"Currently, the development of the Order is still confined to the Immortal Fortress."

“Through the connections between the Crimson Society members, I corrupted several of them.”

"It also lured some minor nobles to join the order."

"In addition, the cult spread its influence through the lower classes of Noxus."

"Most of the believers are people living in poverty or ordinary soldiers."

Karsas gave Foygo a general report on the development of the Order of the Dawn within the Empire.

This made Fóyego lower his head and ponder.

In fact, Feuergo was already quite satisfied with what Karsas had accomplished in such a short time.

After all, given the limited resources at their disposal and the numerous restrictions they faced, it was already quite remarkable that they had been able to develop the cult to this extent.

Not to mention that Karthus often held multiple positions.

Fortunately, the dead don't need rest, nor do they complain about working 007 every day or having poor salaries and benefits.

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After all, capitalists would weep at the sight of Foygo's exploitation of Carsas.

Folgo closed his eyes and used his death divinity to sense something.

In an instant, his consciousness arrived in the sky above the entire Runeterra.

He could clearly sense the powerful force of faith emanating from Bilgewater at every moment.

In the Noxian Empire, one can only sense a faint amount of faith power at the Immortal Fortress, which is less than one percent of that in Bilgewater.

There's no way to compare it to the Dawn Order, which became the "state religion" in Bilgewater.

The Noxian Dawn Order is still considered an "underground cult".

.........

The next second, Foygo withdrew from the divine perspective of death.

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

"That's not enough, it's far from enough..."

A profound look flashed in Foygo's eyes; in his subsequent plans, the Dawn Order would play a crucial role.

They could even use this opportunity to infiltrate Demacia.

Because of this, the strength of the Dawn Order is still somewhat too weak.

"Your subordinate is incompetent, please punish me, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Karthus immediately prostrated himself on the ground again, thinking that Feuergo was dissatisfied with something, and the soul fire in his eyes kept flashing.

"This is not your fault, Karthus."

"You did very well."

Folgo shook his head slightly and pointed a finger at Karsas.

In an instant, a wisp of black mist enveloped Karthus, and Karthus's power began to grow continuously.

From the initial entry into Legendary rank, he eventually progressed to the intermediate Legendary rank.

For those who have made contributions, Fóyego will naturally not be stingy with rewards.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The soul fire in Karthus's eyes also began to rise.

"Next, I will provide assistance to the development of the Dawn Order."

“I will have Kalista fully assist you in your missionary work; the Empire is likely to face turmoil in the coming days.”

"This is my next plan, listen carefully..."

Fóyego's eyes were deep, and his voice reached Calsas's ears in a soft tone.

Upon hearing this, the soul fire in Karthus's eyes began to tremble violently.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Even the usually calm and humble Karthus couldn't help but sound a little excited at this moment.

Then, Foygo simply smiled calmly, and then his body turned into a shadow and disappeared from the spot.

Chapter 151, The Reunion of Shadow and Crimson

In the clear wine glass, the bright red liquid appeared extremely crystal clear under the candlelight.

A slender, pale hand rhythmically swirled the wine glass in its hand.

The bright red liquid shimmered and sparkled as it was swirled in the glass.

The owner of the slender, pale hand slowly moved the wine glass, brought it to his mouth, took a sip, and then repeated the action.

He seemed to enjoy it quite a bit.

The room's opulent decor is completely different from the dark and hard tones of Noxus; instead, it's filled with a glittering, golden feel.

In the vast room, only one person was drinking alone at that moment.

Golden hair fell casually from his chest, shimmering against his pale skin.

He possessed a delicate beauty that was not typical of men, like a noblewoman who had long lived in seclusion.

His every move exudes the nobility that comes with the passage of time.

　No matter how you look at it, the man sitting alone in the room drinking looked like a character from a masterpiece painting.

Vladimir was content with his current state of mind throughout his long life.

Only this moment of solitary elegance can be considered a unique pleasure in his long life.

On the opposite side of Vladimir, there was an empty wine glass, which was also filled with bright red liquid.

However, the seats on the opposite side were completely empty.

Vladimir remained unmoved by this and continued drinking alone.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

After an unknown amount of time, Vladimir remained alone in the room, but he showed no sign of being moved.

Because he knew that the "person" he was waiting for would definitely come.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew through the room with its doors and windows tightly shut.

Vladimir gave a slight smile.

The person he was waiting for... arrived.

In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared on Vladimir's opposite side. He naturally picked up the wine glass on the table and tasted the wine in it without any hesitation.

.........

"Yeah, that's pretty good."

"This must be a wine made in the ancient Shurima Empire."

"The fragrance of grapes is filled with the warmth of the sun; this is the characteristic of wine from that ancient sun empire."

"My uncle, your taste is still as outstanding as ever."

Foygo's tone carried a hint of admiration, making no attempt to hide his praise for the drink in his glass.

"Ha ha ha ha....."