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

"Don't go!!!"

"..."

Everyone was thrown into chaos, their eyes filled with shock and anger.

Jarvan IV, as if possessed, ran at top speed toward the closing gate.

He swore that he had never run as hard as he had ever done in his life.

Behind them, the captain of the guard at the prison gate was furious.

With flames of war shooting into the sky, this person's attempt to force his way through the gate speaks volumes.

This sudden martial law must be related to this person!

If this person fires the cannon, the captain of the guard responsible for the gate will be the first to be held accountable!

At level 3.4, the captain of the guard, who was of the Silver rank, pulled out a bow and arrow from behind him and nocked an arrow.

Battle energy began to gather towards the arrow in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow flew toward Jarvan IV.

At that moment, Jarvan IV also heard the crackling of bowstrings and the sound of arrows piercing the air.

They were facing a life-or-death situation, with the prison gates about to close, and had no choice but to fight to the death!

"Pfft!"

That's the sound of an arrow piercing through a body.

"Click!"

That was the sound of a massive iron gate, weighing tens of tons, closing. (Seven: Six, Three; Four, Eight;!, Zero?. One;:, Five; Seven)

Jarvan IV was nowhere to be seen; only a pool of blood remained.

By the time the captain of the guard opened the gate again, two minutes had passed, and the area outside the prison was completely empty.

Jarvan IV, however, had already vanished without a trace.

Chapter 167, Of course it's not that simple.

"Come on!"

The captain of the guard gritted his teeth and growled, already sensing that he was largely to blame for the current situation.

The soldiers gave chase, trying to find the figure of the man in black armor.

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

"Asshole!!!"

"What?!!!"

General Has's eyes were filled with shock and anger.

Jarvan IV has escaped!!!

Such a momentous matter was something that even he himself could not possibly bear, let alone the guards who were watching over him.

"Go find it quickly!!!"

"If you can't find it, bring me your head!!!"

Haas was furious, but a hint of fear lingered deep in his eyes.

He never expected such a mistake to happen!

The cabinet magicians and eight yellow-rank guards were still inside a heavily guarded prison.

Even so, Jarvan IV still managed to escape?

This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!

Recently, Darkwill has been required to send troops to Ionia, and a large number of troops have been drawn from the southern front under Haas's command.

This kept Haas quite busy, so he relaxed a little regarding the detention of Jarvan IV.

But who would have thought that this huge hole of 27 would be exposed!

How did Jarvan IV escape?!

Has was completely baffled, but none of that mattered now; what mattered was how to make amends.

How to do?

Has himself felt a little flustered for a moment.

But no matter what, such a big thing can't be kept secret...

Haas, on his own, was simply incapable of resolving this matter.

..........

“Dear Uncle”.

"how do you feel?"

Foygo swirled the wine in his glass and asked Vladimir in a low voice.

“I’ve already said it, my dear Li Ang.”

"Your taste is as excellent as that of a king."

As he spoke, Vladimir took another sip of the wine in his glass, a hint of intoxication flashing in his eyes.

This is a craft beer from Bilgewater, made by a master brewer who was stranded in Port Piraeus seventy years ago.

A fine wine made using local ingredients and blended with unique materials from Bilgewater.

Although it is not as vintage as the fine wine Vladimir produced last time, this wine is made with the master winemaker's special recipe and is very different from ordinary wines.

It incorporates some precious ingredients from the deep sea, making it no less superior than the Shurima I drank last time.

In addition, this master winemaker has been gone for many years, and this special formula wine is becoming increasingly rare.

Therefore, it is extremely precious.

Soft light shone on the two of them, even in this lavishly decorated, opulent room.

Even that couldn't compare to the noble aura emanating from the two of them.

This nobility stems not only from bloodline and social standing.

It possesses a unique charm derived from the sedimentation of time, much like a precious fine wine.

The two looked at each other and then smiled at each other.

Only a profound look flashed in their eyes.

After tonight's events, their collaboration deepened once again.

Both sides further deepened their mutual recognition of each other's identities.

This is a good thing for both of them.

In other words, they are currently in their "honeymoon period".

Indeed, Jarvan IV was able to escape from prison precisely because of Feuergo's arrangements.

Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences?

All of this stemmed from the deal between Fojego and Vladimir.

Otherwise, even Feuerg would not have been able to infiltrate the prison where Garvin IV was being held in such a short time.

And the only one capable of doing this is—the Black Rose.

Of course, Fórygo also left some contingency plans in advance.

For example... the magic on the cage holding Jarvan suddenly stopped working, and Jarvan IV's supposed "bloodline power"...

The two sides worked together to orchestrate tonight's "prison break drama".

As for the direction of this drama, Fóyego naturally had a plan in mind.

"By the way, Li Ang."

"I think it won't be long before we can meet in public."

"You can call me... Marquis Vladimir then."

Vladimir said calmly, in a melodious tone.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Then I'll offer my congratulations in advance, my dear... Marquis Vladimir."

Upon hearing this, Foygo laughed twice and then slowly raised his glass, his tone full of amusement.

Vladimir gave an ambiguous look, raised his glass, and clinked it against Foygo's in mid-air.

"Den!"