People in the Alliance, Time Management Master

"Same as yours." Mu Bai slowly pulled out the Storm Slayer, and its wings began to retract.

"Alas, you should join me, join the Empire. Our understanding is enough to despise all humanity; only nations are worthy of respect."

Has no one criticized your arrogance?

"Yes, children. But they are all dead, without exception."

"Is that so? Then I will be the first exception."

There's no point in wasting words when two people can't reach a consensus.

Mu Bai launched the first attack, flapping his long-charged wings and shooting out like a cannonball. Lan Qie twirled his sword in mid-air.

This time, Swain dared not be careless. He unleashed all his demonic power, and his left arm, strengthened by the energy, became harder than steel, managing to hold the blade with just his four knuckles.

The two remained locked in mid-air, surrounded by countless ravens that frantically devoured their flesh and blood.

Swain's demonic power was ultimately stronger than Mu Bai's, and he was superior in energy absorption, so he wasn't in a hurry at all. He could win easily as long as he kept at it.

Of course, Mu Bai was well aware of this and had no intention of engaging in a protracted struggle.

He held the Stormbreaker in one hand, while the other hand quietly reached for the pendant around his neck.

Although Janna cannot travel through time to help, the Bluebird Amulet contains her most sincere blessings and the purest wind energy.

In an instant, a strong wind arose, blowing away all the ravens surrounding Mu Bai, and his blade became even sharper.

There are no secrets in this world, and nothing is too strong to be cut down by a strong wind!

clang--!

With a metallic snapping sound, Swain's newly grown demonic hand was severed once again.

"Tsk..." Swain frowned, a rare occurrence, and manipulated the flock of ravens to retreat from Mu Bai's side, frantically attacking the Noxian soldiers who still had a shred of flesh and blood left.

But before he could grow a new arm, the sharp blade left another scar on his body.

One slash after another, giving no chance to breathe.

Gale-Slaying Slash - Goddess of Wind!

The relentless attacks far exceeded Swain's ability to recover and absorb damage. His body became increasingly tattered, with his coat, armor, and flesh stuck together in a clump. Every slight movement brought him excruciating pain.

"This swordsmanship... ah, I remember now..."

Swain completely abandoned his defenses, letting the blades and the wind rage against him.

"I've seen... the Wind-Riding Sword Technique in Presidium, haven't I?"

"You guessed right." After the strike ended, Mu Bai gripped his longsword and thrust it out forcefully, easily piercing the opponent's heart.

But he dared not relax because of this.

Because he sensed an evil energy as surging and boundless as the ocean...

Years later, a saying circulated in Noxus: Ravens never land, for they hunt and die.

"You will not be the exception, child."

Swain sighed softly, and a pair of enormous black wings suddenly unfurled, then enveloped the other party with all their might.

Without the propulsion of their wings, the two plummeted towards the sea. At the same time, the energy stolen from the Noxian soldiers erupted, its power so great that it devoured light and plunged the surroundings into darkness.

Mu Bai could foresee that the opponent's [Demon Radiance] would come crashing down in less than three seconds.

But he had no intention of running away.

This is both a danger and an opportunity—since everyone has the Demonic Radiance, let's go head-to-head and fight it out.

"I'll say it again, I will be the exception, you can never kill me."

"Give it a try." As soon as he finished speaking, Swain unleashed the demon within him.

The entire Crimson Huntress rocked violently, and dozens of Noxian soldiers fell into the sea. Rebel members clung desperately to the railings and masts, their faces filled with terror and panic.

In this situation, Syndra is probably the only one who can maintain balance.

She used the last bit of magic to float herself up, her pale purple eyes fixed on the sea, her heart filled with worry.

The seawater turned crimson under the influence of the two demonic forces, and countless ravens circled above the spot where the two had landed, silently waiting for one of them to become a delicious meal.

Time passed second by second, and the turbulent sea gradually calmed down. No one knew what had happened underwater.

Syndra gritted her teeth and swooped directly towards the sea.

Even if I can't come back up because my magic power is depleted after going down, I don't care!

However, just as her head was about to hit the sea, a figure suddenly darted out.

The girl just happened to fall into the man's arms.

"You're being a little too enthusiastic..." Mu Bai scratched his head sheepishly.

About ten meters away from him, a tattered coat also floated up – it was Swain's coat.

"you……"

Syndra raised an eyebrow, nervously scrutinizing the other person. Seeing that he didn't have any serious external injuries, she hurriedly took off his shirt.

Inside was a Hextech armor with a hole in it.

It was this armor that blocked Swain's fatal blow.

With the added life steal effects of Blood Hunger and Demonic Ascension, he barely managed to escape with his life.

"Now, we can really go back." Mu Bai forced a smile, but because his face was covered in blood, the smile looked somewhat eerie.

Syndra, however, wouldn't mind.

“Okay…” She hugged him tightly, her eyes slightly red.

On the warship, a group of rebel members shouted Mu Bai's name, some even whistling or laughing heartily to bless the "newlyweds".

Syndra blushed as well.

But she was very happy.

Chapter Fourteen: Syndra's Lap Pillow

After the Scarlet Huntress sank, the thousands of Noxian soldiers stationed on Philor Island were thrown into chaos.

But the reason for the chaos was not that they were looking for the murderer, but that everyone wanted to be in the top position.

They cared more about their own interests than avenging a loser—Mallory accomplished nothing on Philolus Island; his only purpose was to show all the soldiers how lucrative it was.

They might let the killer escape by doing this, but nobody cares. Noxus tradition is "meritocracy," and death means you weren't worthy of the position.

Even the infamous Darius, the Hand of Noxus, once killed his superior and usurped control of the army, so why can't they follow suit?

In an instant, the entire island of Philol was thrown into chaos.

Of course, this is great news for the Ionians.

The rebels were thus able to catch their breath, and the grey-robed swordsmen who had come from Navoli Province were also able to stay and rest before returning.

As for Mu Bai... all I can say is that the days of being waited on hand and foot are truly wonderful.

He would lie in bed all day, and from time to time he would pretend to be in pain here or there. Syndra would then take the initiative to come over and care for him, showing him the utmost thoughtfulness.

Although she's a bit clumsy and not very good at taking care of people, well... there are some things that you can only say you understand.

"How are you feeling? Any better?"

After personally feeding her a bowl of meat porridge, Syndra asked softly, her eyes full of affection.

"Hmm, much better, thank you." Mu Bai nodded slightly, propped himself up against the headboard, and felt very satisfied.

This girl has become much gentler lately. She's not as cold as before, and she always seems afraid that she hasn't done something right.

Hmm... would you say this counts as a successful training session?

"That's good."

The girl gave a faint smile and thoughtfully covered the other person with the blanket.

Then, she suddenly remembered something very serious.

"By the way, Mu Bai, my socks... have been missing for several days now. You really haven't seen them?"

"..." The latter was startled and suddenly remembered this.

Damn, I've been so busy enjoying myself these past few days that I forgot to return the black stockings...

"Mu Bai?"

"Cough cough... I didn't see it... It probably got blown away by the wind, haha..."

"Oh." Syndra looked enlightened. "So it was blown away by the wind. I didn't think of that before."

"..." Mu Bai felt even more guilty.

To ease the awkwardness, he quickly turned to the side, pretending to rest. But Syndra suddenly grabbed his arm.

“Mu Bai…” she said, staring at the floor, stammering, “What you said before… were you serious…?”

"Ok?"

"You said you would always help me... is that true...?"

"Oh, of course it's true," Mu Bai said with a smile. "It's my duty."

Upon hearing this, the girl lowered her head even further, her chin almost touching her full breasts.

After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly moved closer to the other person, bringing them extremely close. "Thank you..."

After experiencing countless hardships and sorrows, she finally found someone she could rely on.

Someone who saved me twice and was willing to be good to me...

"I've already told you, you don't need to be so polite with me."

Mu Bai reached out his right hand and gently stroked the girl's head. She naturally closed her eyes, her face no longer showing the tension and unease she had shown at the beginning, but only enjoyment.

This warm feeling will never get old, no matter how many times you experience it...

I love it so much...