lol: Bind Syndra at the start

"Wow..."

The heavy rain continues.

But they did not affect Ms. Black Rose's good mood.

She returned to the military camp even faster than when she came.

A Noxian officer, half a rank below Kalan, noticed her.

Although his official position was half a level lower than that of the traitor Kalan, as a native Noxian, his real power in this fortress was even greater than that of Kalan.

At the same time, he also knew some things that Karan didn't know, such as the identity of this big shot...

The Black Rose is indeed no secret among the upper echelons and aristocratic circles of Noxus.

But who the leader of the Black Rose is and what he/she looks like is a secret within a secret.

The Noxian officer's noble status made him a minority among the minority.

He didn't know that Lady Black Rose was Leblanc, but he knew that Lady Black Rose had a great say in Black Rose.

And this knowledge was enough for him to bend down and please the lady.

"You seem to need some help?"

"Besides Kalan, do you have any other Ionian or Vastayan defectors here?"

Ms. Black Rose asked directly.

"have......"

The Noxian officer thought for a moment, "About thirty or so."

There are all kinds of birds in the forest. Under the military threat of Noxus, the Ionians and Vastayans have shown enough courage.

But there are always some people who are afraid and then choose to betray.

"Gather them all together. I have a mission for them."

"no problem!"

The Noxian officer readily agreed.

They are just traitors. Even if they are killed, the Noxians will not feel any sadness.

"Please wait for me for a moment."

The Noxian officers left.

Ms. Black Rose lowered her head and began to plan her own plan.

Her first step was to further tear apart the relationship between Lion and Ionia, and this was just the beginning of the whole plan.

If the first step goes well, she will lend a hand to Lion in times of crisis when he is angry with Ionia...

She knew that many people had a special feeling for their homeland, which made it difficult for them to take action against that place even if they were tired of it.

But she can do it for you...

Solidify your bond with the darkness as you plunder this magical area.

And if this attempt is successful, she can definitely find more similar opportunities in the future.

Just like a spider hunting, it lets its prey take the initiative to step into the spider web step by step without any defense.

Not long after, the Noxian officer returned with more than thirty people.

Most of the people here are humans, with only seven or eight Vastaya.

But this is enough, they are just a group of consumables.

Ms. Black Rose raised her chin, completely losing the attitude she had in front of Ryan, and instead showed a sense of arrogance.

"You once chose to plunge your souls into darkness, just to prolong your meaningless lives by a few short decades...

"But now there is an opportunity to please Noxus and erase the darkness within you."

Her words made everyone in the group take it seriously.

"Go to the abandoned temple. Inside, a man is trying to break the seal and return darkness to the world... Kill him, or kill the sealed Ionian sinner.

"Complete any one of these tasks, and you will receive my promise. I will keep you away from the dangerous war and let you spend your old age in the most prosperous city in Noxus.

"If you wish, I can even have the Noxians cooperate with you in staging a heroic sacrifice, so that your family and friends in Ionia will regard you as martyrs rather than weak traitors."

"What are you standing there for? Would the Lord lie to you?" The Noxian officer's words made this group of people believe the promise of Ms. Black Rose.

They received weapons and equipment from Noxian officers.

These equipments were more sophisticated than what they usually used, which undoubtedly made them further confirm that the strange woman's words were true.

The yearning for a better life in the future fills their already rotten hearts with hope.

A group of people began to march in the heavy rain.

Ms. Black Rose prepared to follow behind them, keeping a suitable distance so that she could arrive at the scene as soon as possible to add fuel to the fire.

Ryan would definitely find something wrong with the group's behavior and the timing of their appearance.

But this is not important. This is the lowest-level means of provocation, but the lowest-level ones are often the most effective.

She only needed to plant a seed of disgust in Ryan's heart, and then there were plenty of ways to make the seed germinate.

He may not care if these people offend him.

But what if this group of people attacked Sindra who was lying under the lake?

Ms. Black Rose couldn't help but laugh when she thought of this.

The Noxian officer wanted to accompany him, but he looked at him with indifference and said, "Stay here."

"Maybe I can help you a little?"

“I don’t like repetition.”

Lady Black Rose turned her back to the Noxian officer.

The Noxians' stupid minds dampened her good mood.

Why have I achieved nothing in all these years?

The clever Idea King attributed the problem to the Noxians being too stupid and not having any decent helpers.

But I am tough enough.

It will definitely succeed this time!

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Some of my friends were wondering why we need a replacement. So I can only fill in the gaps for the designers.

Chapter 309: Ryan, the Prophet

An abandoned temple is not a good place.

The surrounding environment is also difficult to associate with any beautiful words.

But Ryan found the long-lost comfort here.

To be more precise, he seemed to have found his youthful days here.

Before I entered society, being happy seemed easy.

No matter whether your wallet is empty, no matter whether the surrounding environment is bad, no matter whether your ever-expanding material desires are satisfied.

I could always find happiness elsewhere.

However, as he got older, Ryan had requirements for the environment, living conditions, and brands of various products, but his happiness was no longer as pure as before.

But this seems to be a rather sentimental cognition. What one really misses may just be the past that one can never go back to.

And now...the past that can never be returned seems to have returned to me.

Ryan fished out the last piece of waterweed.

There is still fine dust or other sediment on the lake surface.

But at least it looks much better than it did at first.

A smile appeared on his cheeks, because during this process, a kind of warm breath seemed to be accompanying him.

Sindra was clearly enjoying this silly, meaningless happiness.

Ryan originally wanted to find some lantern bugs to light up the cave, but then he felt that for the two masters of darkness, staying in darkness seemed to be a natural choice.

So he gave up the idea of ​​leaving and just sat quietly by the pool, looking at the figure under the water.

Come to think of it, I've never had such a peaceful time with Sindra before. Most of the time in my dreams, I've been trampled or imprisoned...

But this kind of thing should be a spice of life, and only the tranquility of the moment is the real staple.

Unfortunately, good times are always short-lived.

Because whenever beauty comes, there will always be some blind things to interrupt it.

Ryan, whose eyes had sunk beneath the water, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the ruined temple.

The intrusion of dozens of figures broke the rare silence, and the sound of heavy rain was the background music of their appearance.

But Ryan, who was disturbed, decided not to let them stand and listen to the whole "music".

The Vastaya do have physical qualities far superior to those of humans, which allows them to be at the forefront.

The dual rewards of spirit and material made them show a courage that should not belong to traitors.

But at this time, this bravery did not receive the corresponding reward.

What greeted them was a dark purple net composed of gloomy atmosphere.

Ryan opened his five fingers, and the power of darkness swirled in his palms.

The eyes of one of the Vastaya lit up with an emerald green light, and natural magic converged on him.

But this resistance only makes the mesh a little more solid.

Not surprisingly, this group of Vastaya were easily caught in the net.

No matter which direction they dodged, no matter what magic or skills they cast, they could not slow down the falling of the net by even a second.

The whole process was so smooth as if they had traveled a long distance just to rush into the net.

At the same time as they were caught, the Ionians arrived at the 'battlefield' at a slightly slower pace.

The fate of the Vastaya people did not make them retreat, but instead made them feel that perhaps that "favorable treatment" might fall on them.

But an unusual gust of wind interrupted their fantasy.

The gloomy magic gathered into a rushing wind, which crossed countless stone steps in an instant and slapped hard on the face of every invader.

One of them yelled in a strange tone when he was photographed.

The tone made Ryan's eyes slightly stunned. He remembered this tone, which was some Ionian slang, the kind used for cursing.

The food still stinks!

This behavior disgusted Ryan.

The invisible gusts of wind turned into invisible reins, hanging the Ionians who suddenly broke in in mid-air.

Although this group of people is reckless, Ryan is not a fool.

A group of people suddenly broke in at this time. This matter was suspicious from beginning to end.

You have to know that this is an island occupied by the Noxians, and there is a huge military fortress not far away.

And this group of people are either Ionians or Vastayans.

Even in Syndra's background story, the intruders were composed of a small number of elite Vastaya, but they were still discovered by the Noxians.

This group of people came over in a large group, wearing armor with obvious Ionian style... These factors have obvious directionality.

He suddenly remembered the change in Ms. Black Rose's pace when she left.

The point where they became light and brisk was when she passed by Karan, which meant...she had an idea when she passed by Karan?

But why did she bother with this picture?

Ryan looked up at the group of people he had bound.