lol: Bind Syndra at the start

"you......"

The Noxian officer wanted to say something.

But the warning in the woman's eyes made him swallow those words.

After a long while, he had to face reality.

The officer looked at the woman, "Crazy..."

"If you don't want to bleed yourself dry, you can call me Lady Red Rose."

Everyone in Black Rose has his or her own code name.

"Well, clever Ms. Red Rose!" the officer emphasized the word 'clever'. "Your approach may be correct, but you're missing an important step."

"what?"

"Do you think that Noxian military intelligence is accessible to just anyone? If a stranger suddenly told you that he knew important information about your Black Rose, would you believe him?"

"will not!"

"That's right, so we need a medium, one that can convince him of the authenticity of the intelligence."

"for example?"

"For example... the body of a Noxian officer..." The officer noticed the woman's gaze had turned dangerous and immediately said the rest of the sentence, "I'm not talking about myself! I'm more valuable to you alive!"

"Where do I find another Noxian officer then?"

"I know where he is! It's at the port not far away. I'll tell you the location. Go kill him and dump his body where the person you want to win over can see it. Then put the envelope on the body.

"You can say you're a man of justice, and you received some information from this Noxian officer, but for some reason... you can only tell him this way."

After the officer finished speaking, he carefully observed the woman's expression.

After noticing the woman's brief silence, she frowned and looked at him, "You idiot, if you have a good idea, why didn't you tell me last night!?"

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A dumb beauty is about to appear, but not this one.

But it's reasonable that someone who can work under a stupid beauty should be a little dumber than the stupid beauty! ! ?

Chapter 200 My Own Child

When Llane found Sett again, the half-human, half-vastaya was surrounded by a group of people.

It wasn't Sett who was causing trouble during this time, nor was it the two ears on his head that attracted the attention of the locals.

"Hey!"

A deep voice sounded, and Seti exerted force in response to the sound, righting the overturned car.

The worker in charge of transportation thanked Seti with a smile.

The people around showed all kinds of goodwill to this friendly, kind and strong "alien".

The quick-witted mother-in-law and aunt even began to care whether this strong young man had a beloved girl...

Even if we put aside his appearance, his muscular body is enough to make many girls cry with envy.

In short, the sadness still exists.

For those who lost their loved ones and friends, last night will be a permanent scar in their lives.

They found a vacant lot outside the city and carved the names of those people on hard stone slabs.

At this moment, the crying there still did not stop.

But when the sun rose as usual, life was pulled back to normal order.

More people began to think about their own future and the future of their town...

The reconstruction of the town had begun, and in just a few hours, the merchants had exerted their initiative and generously spent large amounts of gold coins, with the only condition being that their names would be engraved on the rebuilt walls.

Merchants love this unique city-state, which has customs that are very different from those of the Valoran continent, and many precious products that are not available on another continent...even "precious" races.

In their circle, there was once a nickname for Ionia - the gold mine on the sea.

And in this precious gold mine, this city-state is one of the most dazzling gold nuggets.

After all, the ideas from the outside world have given the people here a concept of business, which allows them to still enjoy the treatment of superior people here.

If they go a little further into the heart of Ionia, in the villages that value simplicity and the spirit of nature, their "status" will immediately fall to the status of followers or stewards.

This disparity in treatment has kept them here for years, and they even regard it as their second home.

Therefore, when the city-state suffered a disaster, their anxiety was no less than that of the locals.

If it is not repaired quickly, will these rich and noble people have to sleep in the same place with the laborers and sailors at the dock?

What made them even more satisfied was that after the vast majority of Ionian craftsmen learned that their job was to repair the city-state that had suffered a disaster, they took the initiative to lower their wages.

This kind of "dedication" makes the businessmen more and more satisfied with their return on investment. Using gold coins to exchange for their status and honor here will undoubtedly enable them to achieve both spiritual and material gains.

Those names engraved on the wall will become a permanent advertisement and a symbol of honor!

Sett felt a little uncomfortable being surrounded by the crowd. It was not because he was not used to the large crowds and the hustle and bustle. He had seen more people and louder cheers in the boxing ring.

What made him uncomfortable was the pure praise.

Vastaya's genes make him particularly sensitive to people's kindness and malice.

Even though the cheers were deafening in the boxing ring, he could sense the presence of "swords" among the cheers.

But here... they are like my mother's smile and the warm breeze in the afternoon.

And this was just because I helped them casually.

The similar atmosphere in Sett's memory seemed to have become blurred long ago.

He recalled his past.

The cynicism he endured after his Noxian father's departure made him hostile towards his neighbors.

This hostility continues to this day.

Sett, who had 'escaped' from the crowd, looked at Ryan.

The other person had a smile on his face, like an elder looking at a younger person.

This smile made Sett feel a little uneasy, but he was more concerned with something else. He walked over and said nonchalantly, "I realize I've never helped my neighbors."

"That's not your problem..." Ryan had read Sett's backstory, so he could comment on this. "You can't expect a child who has lost his father to understand the harshness of a group of adults.

"It's your right to distance yourself from them, but if you want to help them... that only proves that you are a good person with high moral character."

Moral high...

This is a word that Sett is unfamiliar with. No one talks about morals in the boxing ring.

"For your mother's sake, I'll tell you a few more words..."

"......" Seti's eyelids twitched twice, but he endured it in order to 'say a few more words'.

"I can see that you are a kind person at heart." Ryan said seriously, "After all, with your status in the boxing ring, the only things you have pursued so far are gold coins and a good life for your mother, which is enough to prove this point.

"True villains are far more cruel than the 'ferocity' you let on. Put aside your defensive pretenses. Perhaps your father gave you some bad things, but you must cherish the kindness your mother has given you."

Ryan stopped there.

Because he sensed the arrival of another person.

He turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

"Your mother is here."

Ryan's reminder made Seti stand up straight reflexively.

He took several deep breaths to make himself look like he wasn't bothered at all.

This is an instinct... He has been accustomed to showing his positive and cheerful side before meeting his mother for many years.

"How was your conversation last night?" The woman's voice was filled with anticipation.

As a traditional Vastaya, eloping with the Noxians had drained away all her 'rebellion'.

For the rest of her life, she wants to get her life back on track.

And seeing her son get on the "right track" first is undoubtedly important to her.

Even if this right track is more dangerous than the boxing ring.

But nature is sometimes far more important than form.

Because this danger is to protect...

Her long life taught her that enemies will not reason with you.

When hunters knock down large trees, birds perched in the trees often have no chance of escaping on their own.

After all, those enemies had already set their sights on Sett.

He had to take this path, whether to protect himself or his home.

Ryan comforted the woman with a smile. He said slowly, "It was a good chat. The kid is very sensible. He is willing to join the fraternity."

"He has been very obedient since he was a child." The woman was happy with Seti's cooperation.

"I plan to recommend him to join the Vastaya who are willing to join the war. I've met those kind-hearted Vastaya, and there are many kind-hearted girls among them. Maybe the child will be able to find a partner by then..."

Ryan spoke a lot.

Sett wanted to interject.

But when the woman heard the words "the child can find a partner", she interrupted Seti with a stern look and then followed Ryan's words and said, "Then I'll leave it to you. His temper really needs someone to take care of him."

"That's too polite, they are all our own children..."

Chapter 201 There is a Dead Person at the Door

Ryan had no intention of teasing Sett.

He was just plain bored.

Fortunately, Sett is indeed a good boy.

After his mother reminded him several times to listen to Ryan when he was outside.

The emperor of the underground boxing ring actually tolerated Ryan's "impudence".

This might have had something to do with the fact that he had seen Ryan putting out the fire that night, but at least 60% of it was because he listened to his mother.

After his actual status was upgraded to uncle, Ryan also stopped "teasing" Sett.

The elders should always be more tolerant towards the younger ones.

In order to show his kindness, he instilled a lot of chicken soup in his mind into Sett.

It was not until the latter's eyes became a little vague after listening to him that Ryan stopped.

Listening to this kind of thing occasionally can give you a little motivation, but if you say it too much, it's easy to find that many of the principles are contradictory.

Looking at Seti who was lost in thought, Ryan gave him another idea.

"I suggest you do more physical labor. Physical labor can give your brain a rest."

This is not a joke, it has scientific basis.

Although this world is a magical world, science... at least some of it can still be used.

Sett took Lion's advice.

So he became the most popular guy on the street throughout the afternoon.

When it comes to filling the stones, Sett is worth several men by himself.

After his strong men came over and were "instructed" by Ryan to join the team, the efficiency of these people was comparable to that of a transport team.

This lively atmosphere continued until nightfall.

The faint light of the lantern bug is not enough to illuminate every corner at night.

For safety reasons, reconstruction work followed the rule of starting from sunrise to sunset.

Covered in the brilliant starlight, Ryan led a group of "honorary townspeople" back to the warehouse where they settled.