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

The current situation is far from optimistic for her.

Their lives hang in the balance.

Gazing at the darkness above the water curtain, a hint of seriousness flashed in LeBlanc's eyes.

But soon, a flash of ruthlessness disappeared from LeBlanc's eyes.

Now that things have come to this, you can't blame her anymore...

At that moment, a sinister plan quickly formed in LeBlanc's mind.

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

On the front lines where the conflict between Noxus and Ionia is most intense.

Recently, the resistance of the Ionia Restoration Alliance has intensified considerably.

Battles involving 443 people broke out in several villages.

Ironically, both sides involved in the battle were Ionian...

On one side are the Ionians determined to reclaim their lost territory, and on the other side are the "Ionian traitors" who have sided with Noxus.

Swain's methods were extremely sophisticated.

While employing both kindness and severity, he also controlled the families of these Ionians.

This forced these Ionians to fight desperately on the battlefield, turning their swords against their own people.

These battles all ended in Noxus victory after the Noxian army arrived late.

However, the resistance of the Restoration Alliance was not without effect, and the Noxian army's advance was significantly slowed down.

In a village 100 kilometers away from Luoyun.

At this moment, the Restoration Alliance has gathered all its strength, intending to fight a desperate battle with the Noxians here.

At this time, the Restoration Alliance had grown to a considerable size, now numbering nearly 20,000.

Moreover, a considerable number of these people are highly skilled.

Under Elder Soma's leadership, the Restoration Alliance is determined to wage a decisive battle against Noxus before they advance to Loynn.

Regardless of victory or defeat, Elder Suma would lead the Restoration Alliance to retreat into Luoyun after the war and continue their strategy of fighting step by step.

For the Restoration Alliance, this war can actually be considered a "war of morale".

But a strange thing happened.

For some reason, Noxus suddenly stopped making any moves.

The two sides then stood in a stalemate.

This situation left Elder Souma somewhat bewildered, but in any case, Ionia currently lacked the resources to launch an attack.

The Restoration Alliance could only wait for the right opportunity and await the Noxian attack.

Chapter 266, He's nothing special.

The light of the setting sun shone into the tent through the gaps in the canvas overhead.

Dressed in a jet-black general's uniform, Swain sat in a chair, staring blankly at the sand table in front of him, his eyes flashing.

On the sand table, black and white chess pieces each occupy their own positions.

A moment later, Swain took out a gray chess piece and placed it on the sand table at the location named Luo Yun.

At the same time, Swain moved the white pieces on the opposite side, placing three white pieces in front of the gray pieces, signifying an attempt to intercept.

At the same time, another black piece was placed on the blue river on the sand table.

This is the Lannoas River, which flows from the snow-capped peaks of the sacred mountain of Ionia, through Presidium, and finally rushes into the sea near the island of Felol.

Swain moved the black pieces, traveling upstream from his position along the Lannoas River until he reached Presidio.

Swain then stopped looking at the piece.

Instead, they turned their attention to the remaining two pieces.

At this moment, for some unknown reason, the two chess pieces have returned to Philol Island.

"The time has come..."

A flash of golden light crossed Swain's eyes as he secretly clenched his fist.

The fate of the Empire's expedition is now entirely in Swain's hands.

It was a risky move, but one that had no other choice.

From the moment the Restoration Alliance appeared, Swain knew in his heart that the war had begun to decline.

Once the Ionians ignite the flames of resistance, Noxus's defeat is only a matter of time.

So in order to win, Swain had to take risks!

"Everything, for the Empire!"

Swain murmured, a resolute glint in his eyes.

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

After nearly a week, the 50,000-strong "mixed army" was finally and reluctantly transferred from Philol Island to the front line.

However, when the general leading the mixed legion arrived at the front, he did not see Commander-in-Chief Swain.

The general received only an order to "advance" and then there was no further news.

It seems that Swain is even short of a chance to see him.

Even though the general knew his troops were the ragtagest of the ragtag, he himself was a member of the Black Rose...

But since Swain came all the way from the Empire, isn't it a bit too much for him not to come and offer his condolences?

However, "military orders are absolute," and the general had no choice but to obey.

On the front lines, in addition to the 50,000 "mixed legions", there were also 30,000 to 40,000 "co-attacking legions", which were the Ionians who had been incorporated into the army.

Apart from a warband used to "supervise the battle," not a single regular soldier under Swain's command was seen.

This made the general even angrier.

Where exactly is Swain?

Even when he pressed for details, he only received the cold words from the messenger: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

This infuriated the general.

Unfortunately, he was just a puppet pushed to the forefront; behind the scenes, someone else was manipulating everything.

In the end, he could only suppress his anger and report everything truthfully to his... deputy general.

...........

The front line, in the newly built military camp.

After listening to the general's story, LeBlanc simply waved him away expressionlessly.

Then, LeBlanc summoned the Black Rose members who had been sent to gather intelligence.

Two dark figures appeared in front of LeBlanc.

They are shadow mages, masters of shadow magic, and experts in assassination and espionage.

"Madam, we have obtained intelligence on Swain."

"At this moment, his camp is encamped on the riverbank, and many boats are moored there."

"Meanwhile, logging and shipbuilding continued in Swain's camp."

"According to information from the brothers who were lurking under Swain's command, Swain's orders to them were to stay put."

After hearing the information from the Shadow Mage, a glint of light appeared in LeBlanc's eyes.

Then, LeBlanc stared intently at the map in front of her for a moment.

Then a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

"Swain, nothing special..."

LeBlanc looked at the water curtain in front of her and chuckled softly.

Then, LeBlanc waved her hand gently.

Upon seeing this, the two shadow mages vanished from their spot once more.

The general returned to his tent.

This time, LeBlanc's expression showed more confidence.

She gazed at the five-colored water curtain before her, a hint of confidence appearing in her eyes.

"Sir, what should we do next?"

The general asked LeBlanc in a low voice, his eyes filled with worry.

"Hmph, don't worry..."