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

Proportionally, it takes the combined soul power of about one hundred mortals to refine a single trace of pure, usable soul power.

With LeBlanc's strength, this wisp of pure soul power is simply a drop in the ocean.

Therefore, if LeBlanc wants to obtain the soul power to sustain her soul for a hundred years without running dry, she needs to harvest the soul power of at least one million mortals!

The lives of a million people are sacrificed just to save the life of one person.

This is the true meaning of "I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me!"

For thousands of years, in order to prolong its own existence, Noxus, under LeBlanc's control, has launched countless wars of aggression.

It could even be said that the ultimate driving force behind Noxus's "expansion" culture is LeBlanc!

LeBlanc preferred to instigate wars and harvest the meager soul power of mortals rather than the powerful soul power of the strong.

It is because the soul power of the strong is far stronger than that of ordinary people, making it extremely time-consuming and laborious for LeBlanc to refine.

Furthermore, hunting powerful individuals is far more difficult than hunting ordinary people.

Therefore, LeBlanc's solution was to use the Black Rose to manipulate the Noxian Empire and constantly instigate wars on Runeterra.

For thousands of years, this tactic has been infallible.

This is the only time!

LeBlanc's "life-saving plan" has failed in Ionia!

In fact, over time...

The chaotic situation in Runeterra has long since ended.

The entire Runeterra has long been divided into clearly defined national borders.

Noxus's millennia-long expansion has reached a complete bottleneck.

To the east, the powerful military of the Kingdom of Demacia made Noxus's invasions ineffective, preventing them from reaching Demacia's homeland for centuries.

Without being able to invade Demacia's homeland, they cannot harvest soul power.

The warriors of Demacia are of exceptionally high quality, and even if their soul power is harvested, it is difficult for LeBlanc to refine it.

To the north, the Freljord tundra, though vast, is sparsely populated, and its inhabitants are known for their fierce nature and unpredictable movements...

Even if Noxus launches a war of aggression, it will be difficult to harvest a large amount of soul power.

The situation in the Shurima desert to the south is roughly similar to that in Freljord, but even more complicated.

Some of the issues involved made LeBlanc hesitant to take action against Shurima.

Only Ionia across the sea!

It is one of the few places where LeBlanc can harvest soul power.

LeBlanc's plan had already been a great success, and Dukur had almost perfectly completed the task given to him by LeBlanc.

But who knew that Fryego would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

With Dukur's defeat and death, and the loss of most of his forces, LeBlanc's situation suddenly fell into crisis.

While it's not entirely hopeless, it's like turning what was originally a normal difficulty level into a hellish one.

Although the Noxian Empire also has another large army in Ionia.

But harvesting soul power right under Swain's nose is no easy task.

At this moment, the situation suddenly reversed.

Originally, LeBlanc's plan was that once Duguel succeeded, it would be time to send Swain to meet Du Kroos.

But now, Swain absolutely cannot be allowed to get into trouble!

If Swain is also defeated and killed, then the Noxian Empire will have to end its war in Ionia.

In other words, to some extent, LeBlanc is now relying on Swain to prolong her life.

The right time, the right place, the right people.

No one is currently on LeBlanc's side.

Vladimir had known about LeBlanc's reincarnation for a hundred years.

But he never used it.

There's a reason why I'm bringing it up now.

The Empire is currently in decline, and LeBlanc has very limited power that the Empire can mobilize.

Amystine's death was also a significant contributing factor.

When LeBlanc had a strong and well-equipped army, Amyst seemed almost dispensable.

However, it now appears that the death of Amyst, who wielded immense influence among the nobility (3.4 power), has had a significant impact on LeBlanc at this time.

At this moment, LeBlanc's decline was obvious, and Vladimir was well aware of it.

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

"We still can't rush this matter."

"Let me think about it."

"After all, the empire is in such a state right now, and I'm also struggling to make ends meet."

I will give you an answer soon.

Vladimir's words, spoken in a low voice, made LeBlanc's expression even more somber.

Seeing this, LeBlanc remained silent, only a cold glint flashing in her eyes, before her body turned into a bubble and disappeared into the room.

"well.........."

Vladimir first sighed softly, then his brows furrowed.

Not only for LeBlanc, but this moment is also a crucial one for him.

One wrong step and he could lose everything.

Vladimir needs to carefully consider whether or not to help LeBlanc.

Vladimir's gaze remained fixed on the empty space to the opposite side, and on the purplish-red liquid in the unmoved wine glass.

He was lost in thought, his eyes shifting unpredictably.

Chapter 255, The Fate of the Empire Ends in This Cup

Even within the luxurious manor, the courtyards remain bustling and noisy.

Even the green forests surrounding the manor to isolate the area could not completely block out this vibrant atmosphere.

This extravagant and lavish atmosphere was exactly the kind of scene Vladimir had always loved.

But today, deep within the manor, Vladimir's brow was furrowed, lost in thought.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by.

Vladimir's eyes instantly sharpened.

He suddenly looked up and gazed at the opposite side.

A figure was now sitting on the sofa, which had been empty before.

"Dear Uncle, it's been so long, I miss you terribly."

The gentle voice reached Vladimir's ears, but he remained silent, his expression grave.

He looked to the opposite side.

This is a young man with long white hair, who is lying on the sofa with a casual and unrestrained expression, as if he were the one who should be the owner of this place.

In contrast, Vladimir appeared tense and his expression was very serious.

"What, Uncle, are you not welcoming me?"

A slight smile curved the corners of Foygo's lips as he glanced at Vladimir with a gentle and calm expression.

Vladimir could not discern any of Foygo's thoughts from his gentle and refined demeanor.

Faced with Fojego's sudden arrival, Vladimir's attitude was clearly no longer as "amiable" as before.

"Imperial General Leon Gures, King Foygo of Camavia..."

"Or should I call you the Ruined King of the Shadow Isles, the Dark Lord of Bilgewater 27?"

Vladimir spoke coldly, his chilling tone instantly making the atmosphere in the room extremely heavy.

Despite having his identity exposed, Foygo remained completely calm.

After all, this was something that had been anticipated beforehand.

With his actions in Ionia, Vladimir will inevitably piece together everything that has happened to him before.

Paper cannot hold fire.

As long as he continues to play the game of the empire, his identity will be exposed sooner or later.

The timing is actually just right for Fóyego.