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

"Uncle, please don't be offended."

"There really needs to be an explanation for all of this."

Foygo still smiled, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, the basis for their continued conversation was precisely the information Vladimir wanted to obtain.

That is—what exactly was Folyago's purpose?

If Fóyegor doesn't speak frankly, it will be difficult to continue the conversation.

“I entered the Empire without any intention of taking its power.”

"Of course, I must control a portion of the power at the highest levels of the empire."

"I will not meddle in the major powers of the empire."

"There is only one thing I seek."

"And it shouldn't have any impact on your uncle."

"Foygo said calmly, raising his hand and making a gesture towards the air. Then, a wisp of black mist brought a pitch-black wine bottle into Foygo's hand."

"Oh? What is it?"

A golden light flashed in Vladimir's eyes, and he quickly asked again.

Chapter 256, The Gift

"Faith, and sufficient influence."

As Foygo spoke calmly, their gazes met in the air, and a strange light flashed in their eyes at the same time.

These two things complement each other, so it wouldn't be wrong to call them the same thing.

To draw upon the empire's power of faith, one needs influence as a guarantee.

That's all I have to say.

Everything is now laid bare in the open.

Vladimir fell silent for a moment, his mind racing with calculations, trying to figure out what Foego's words could possibly bring him.

"All worldly power is of no benefit to me."

"I don't really care who has it."

"On this point, you and I are naturally suited to cooperate."

"The situation has changed; the Black Rose no longer needs to have two masters at the same time."

As soon as Fojego said this, Vladimir's expression changed drastically.

His expression shifted between light and dark, eventually settling into calm after a moment.

Vladimir then slowly closed his eyes, pondering the current situation in his mind.

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

LeBlanc's decline is evident, while Feuergo, this "dragon crossing the river," has already extended his reach into the Empire, and has long since become too powerful to control.

The empire was Vladimir's means of survival.

Even though the Black Rose and Vladimir often plotted behind the scenes, causing negative impacts within the Empire.

But the underlying reason is simply to want to keep the power of the empire in their own hands.

One thing is certain: Vladimir absolutely does not want to see the empire fall apart.

The Noxian Empire's current prosperity is also inseparable from Vladimir's behind-the-scenes intervention and promotion.

Even though the Empire seems to be in a state of disarray right now, this is just the situation LeBlanc wants to see. Given the cooperative relationship with Black Rose, Vladimir turns a blind eye.

After LeBlanc's plan comes to an end, Vladimir will inevitably set about reorganizing the Empire and bringing it back on track.

We will never stand idly by and watch the empire crumble and decay in a state of utter decay.

The arrival of Foyego showed Vladimir another path.

Whether for public or private reasons, he seemed to have no reason to refuse.

Personally, Fóyego possesses the Holy Water of Life, a key relic for solving Vladimir's survival problem. Once relations with Fóyego become strained, the Holy Water of Life will naturally be out of reach.

As far as the public is concerned, if Folyago, a demigod, is really as he says, what he seeks is only faith and a little power.

This is also a good thing for Black Rose and Vladimir.

The Noxian Empire is like a cake.

The situation in the original text is that Vladimir and LeBlanc have reached a cooperation agreement and are secretly dividing up the spoils.

The goal is to control the Noxians' share of the pie, preventing them from getting too much, while also preventing others from taking it away.

With the arrival of Fóyego, Vladimir and Fóyego ended up dividing the cake among themselves.

But what Foygo wanted was "milk" that Vladimir didn't like to eat.

At the same time, his arrival squeezed out LeBlanc, who was originally sharing the cake with Vladimir, causing LeBlanc's share of the cake to end up in Vladimir's pocket.

Moreover, the power of the demigod Folgo also strengthened the foundation of the Noxian Empire.

This makes it even more difficult for those who originally had the opportunity to covet the empire to get their hands on this "cake".

Those who want a piece of Noxus's pie are few and far between, except for Fryego.

There was a terrifying name that Vladimir found chilling whenever he thought of it, a name that haunted the Empire.

Saen Uzur!

This ancient demon king who ruled the land of Noxus is now the lord of the underworld.

But he still can't forget this land.

No matter how you look at it, Vladimir couldn't refuse the olive branch extended by Fojego.

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

Vladimir opened his eyes and looked at Fryego on the other side.

This time, his eyes held only seriousness and calmness.

Since everything has become irresistible to Vladimir, only one last question remains...

“Li Ang.......”

"No, Folyago."

Vladimir said seriously, after considering it for a moment, that he changed the way he addressed Foyego.

"What you say is true, but you need to show me your true intentions."

After he finished speaking, Vladimir looked intently at Foygo, awaiting his reply.

Upon hearing this, Fojego naturally understood what Vladimir was thinking.

Vladimir had already tacitly agreed to the conditions he had set and the goals that would be achieved through cooperation.

Now, the "heart" he seeks from Fóyego is merely an attitude.

The question is—how can Fóyegau do everything he says he can?

Once this is proven, the uncle and nephew will join forces again.

Foygo clearly had a plan in mind for this.

He slowly raised his hand, and a thick black mist surged out from Foygo's sleeve.

Then the black mist transformed into a sphere in front of the two, as if it contained something.

Then, the black mist dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the objects inside.

This is a ferocious longbow with the appearance of amethyst, and it exudes a faint evil aura, making one feel cold in their heart at just one glance.

The moment Vladimir saw the longbow, his heart trembled and he stood up abruptly.

He sensed an extremely familiar scent emanating from this longbow.

"Could this be........."

Vladimir was shocked; his previous shrewd and cynical demeanor vanished instantly.

His eyes, gazing at the amethyst longbow, were filled with a complex mix of emotions, including shock, fear, and greed.

There's no mistake, Vladimir will never forget this feeling in his entire life!

“That’s right, this is the Darkin.”

“His name is Verus, I think you should know that as well.”

Foygo revealed the answer, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The appearance of this bow was undoubtedly a direct attack on Vladimir's Achilles' heel.

Vladimir reached out, wanting to touch the amethyst longbow that exuded an evil aura, but then seemed to suddenly remember something and abruptly withdrew his hand.

"call..........."