lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Irelia looked directly at the Apocalypse, and when she asked, "Which is more important, the lives of thousands of Ionians and Vastayans, or an island covered in thorns and moss?"

The Apocalypse, formed by the mixture of countless thoughts, fell silent.

Then the familiar Karma returned to her, looking at Irelia with approval, but posed another difficult question.

"You have temporarily convinced them, but there is still a problem you need to solve... The sinking of an island would have a profound impact on many Ionians. Noxian spies in the dark will not miss such an opportunity. You must resolve this issue before the harvest season arrives.

"If you can let this go, then they will acquiesce that Fae'lor is the price of victory over Noxus. If this affects all of Ionia, then they will regard Llane as an enemy of Ionia."

After saying this.

Karma sent Irelia away.

......

Carlo's face reappeared in sight.

Irelia tried to appear relaxed. "There's just something I can't find a solution to right now, but it's okay. Someone will be here soon, and maybe they can help me solve it."

Carlo didn't ask what it was all about. He knew that if he needed to know about it, Irelia would tell him.

So he just asked, "Who's coming?"

"Comet."

Chapter 316 Guiding Public Opinion

Ryan is not a man who pulls up his pants and runs.

He knew that Ionia's previous treatment of Syndra was unfair.

But he also knew that sinking an island directly would cause many people to be "implicated".

Therefore, after the whole thing was over, although he was afraid that the First Earth would take revenge on him later, he directly pulled Syndra away from Ionia.

But before leaving Ionia, he found a piece of paper and prepared to "wipe his butt".

......

Comet, who was far away on the other side, received a letter from Ryan.

The letter briefly described his own experiences and included the solutions he came up with at the end.

Hui, realizing the seriousness of the matter, immediately decided to leave all the affairs of Goucha Temple to the masters and prepare to set off for the Hall of Eternal Cunning.

The master, who didn't know the reason, initially disagreed. He thought Hui had been holding it in for too long, so the excuses he came up with for being lazy became more and more outrageous.

But when he saw the letter, a look of helplessness appeared on his old face.

"Go ahead, hurry up, and don't let painting on the way delay your work."

"Don't worry, I know the severity..."

Hui couldn't wait to escape from Gouya Temple.

But then he slowly discovered that life is a cycle.

You can only escape from one prison into another.

After becoming the controller of Gouya Temple, his life began to become complicated.

There is always more worldly stuff to deal with than bursts of inspiration.

He often missed time to paint because of dealing with certain matters.

But he thought this incident was an opportunity, at least allowing him to take a breath from the tedious things, but he found that seeing those beautiful scenery pass away while he could only move forward without stopping was another kind of torture.

In this "torture", Hui came to the foot of the mountain surrounded by tents.

Colorful spots of light piled up under the huge triangular shadow, and above it was the deep sky that had not yet completely fallen into darkness.

This kind of scenery makes Hui want to start writing.

But he remembered his master's instructions, and after handing the business card to a guard, he saw a lame old man with white hair and beard.

"My name is Carlo, and you are Comet?"

Carlo looked at Comet in the light of the lantern bug.

Although Gouya Temple is not as secluded as Wuji Sword Village, the painters who pursue art rarely get involved in other things, so they have less contact with the outside world.

And Comet...As a talented painter who became famous at a young age, before he became the abbot of Gouya Temple, many people who loved painting had become his followers.

Kahlo didn't have the artistic germ, but his granddaughter did...

There is also a palm-sized painting in Carly's room, which was a trophy he won from other old men after spending a lot of effort.

So, look at the comet in front of you that is full of artistic atmosphere.

Carlo wondered how he could complete the painting.

"I'm."

Hui also looked at Carlo, and he understood something from the old man's expression.

Before, he might have just said some polite words, but now he has matured, "Let's talk business first, and then I can draw a picture for you."

Ok.

It wasn't that he wanted to paint.

This is to maintain good relations with allies.

"Okay, okay... this way, please!"

Carlo's attitude became a little more attentive.

Although he was lame, he walked a little faster than Hui.

The painter had to quicken his pace and followed the old man into the largest tent.

......

Irelia waited in the tent for a long time.

After seeing Hui, the two exchanged a few brief greetings.

In fact, Ryan had already made contact before, and the Navoli Brotherhood had already cooperated with the Gouya Temple in some aspects.

But this was the first time that the two leaders met.

"What did Ryan say?"

Hui informed Irelia in advance on the way, but the two had not had time to discuss the details with each other.

Hui, who was well prepared, took out Ryan's letter directly.

Irelia's expression improved a little after seeing the letter. She comforted Ryan in the Palace of Eternity, firstly because Ryan had helped her, and secondly because that group of ancient wills ignored the fact that life is the most precious thing.

She knew Ryan had to leave.

But before leaving, she left a letter trying to find a way to solve her problem, proving that she had not made a mistake in choosing the right person.

but......

After reading the entire content, Irelia frowned. "What does this 'guiding public opinion' mean?"

"It's about changing the topics and directions discussed by Ionians to what we want..."

Comet used to not understand these things very well.

But after taking over Gouya Temple, he mastered these contents with the assistance of the masters and the 'ideas' Ryan told them from time to time.

In fact, the essence is not difficult. It is nothing more than that the content has changed from artistic style to other things. Gouya Temple has been tinkering with these things hundreds of years ago.

"Then why do you have to suppress first and then praise?"

“Because this can cause people’s emotions to fluctuate, those who are a little slow will realize later that things are not as bad as they imagined, so they will rekindle their hope for the future;

"Those who are slightly more sensitive will feel that the previous information deceived them. If we can identify the masterminds behind this... the Noxians, we will successfully divert their anger towards the Noxians."

This approach may not be appropriate for some people.

But Comet didn't have so many thoughts. He knew that even the greatest art needed embellishment.

"But we have to get this done before the harvest." Irelia felt time was running out.

But Hui disagreed. "You have the manpower, we have the experience and the channels, and this matter is already exciting enough, so our efficiency will be much faster than those Noxian rats hiding in the dark."

......

......

The temperature has gradually warmed up.

The wind blowing through the fields seemed to have a little more warmth.

What truly ignited all the villages in Ionia was the news that made them extremely excited.

Ionia had indeed lost an island forever.

But that island had been occupied by the Noxians several years ago. Those evil Noxians turned the island into a war outpost. Every year, countless Noxians sneaked into Ionia through that island.

But now the thorn in Ionia's throat has finally been removed!

The Black Sun of Ionia helped to completely crush the Noxian invasion dreams.

Not only did he completely crush the island and its Noxian military bunkers, he also wiped out an entire Noxian army at Navoli.

This time the news was released personally by the long-renowned painters of Goucha Temple, and its authenticity was undoubtedly greater than that of those bards who only had gold coins in their minds and explorers who only had liquor in their eyes.

Therefore...recently, the people of Ionia have shaken off their fatigue and everyone is filled with joy.

Some people have even begun to suggest choosing a good date in the near future to establish a new festival to celebrate the passing of oppression and invasion!

Chapter 317 My name is Pland

The Ionian winds cannot cross the strait.

They will be picked up by winds from other places halfway and then blown to warmer places.

And on the vast ocean, the warmer place is undoubtedly Ionia.

Therefore, after going around in a circle, they will eventually return to their "homeland".

But humans are different from the wind. After solving the problem of food and clothing, they always yearn for the more magnificent sea of ​​stars.

Born in Bilgewater, Prunder never knew his father, but he knew his mother made a living pleasing men.

Because whenever someone said he was a child of Bilgewater, the young boy would shout... maybe he also had the blood of Noxus or Demacia.

But this statement changed when he was a teenager. In that year, a pirate named Planck suddenly became famous. At first, he only interfered with and plundered the passing ships and merchant caravans in the Twelve Seas.

This kind of operation is the main business of almost every pirate, and no one would feel anything wrong with it.

But on an ordinary day, Gangplank suddenly appeared in Ionia and looted a Serpent Knife Temple.

This temple belonged to the Shadow's sphere of influence, so his behavior angered the Shadow Lord at that time.

Shadow Assassins emerged from the shadows, attempting to kill the pirate who had dared to offend them.

But Gangplank was faster than the shadows and left Ionia before a large number of shadows arrived.

He treated the failed shadow assassin's assassination attempt as his own badge of honor, which he carelessly tied under the flag, announcing his trophy to the whole of Bilgewater.

After this battle, Planck's name gradually became associated with great pirates.

Mention his name, and the people of Bilgewater remember his audacity.

No one would want to provoke a pirate who is bold and has certain abilities and the ability to act.

But for young people who want to join pirate gangs, this incident is the best 'recruitment advertisement'.

From that point on, Gangplank's pirate ship began to develop rapidly.

But what really made him stand out from the many big pirates in Bilgewater, the hometown of pirates, was another matter.

He even dared to provoke the Noxians. It is said that Gangplank looted the Noxian warships.

The battleship was named "Leviathan" and was the battleship of Swain, the Grand Commander of Noxus.

The Noxian navy considered it an honor, and Gangplank's actions undoubtedly angered the Noxians.

The Noxian general said that he would personally take off Gangplank's head.

But good luck favored Gangplank again, as the situation in the Demacia and Ionia regions remained at a stalemate.

Therefore, Noxus has no time to deal with this nomadic pirate.