lol: Bind Syndra at the start

The gaps in the blinds divided the sunlight into the shape of steps. Ryan leaned forward slightly to face his eyes directly into the gaps.

Following the carpet and steps covered by sunlight, he saw at the end...a dreamlike scene.

Perhaps inspired by Miss Fortune Sarah's outfit, Sindra combined a cool bra with seductive fishnets.

But under the sunlight, this scene does not seem shady, but rather exudes a kind of sacredness.

This feeling suddenly made Ryan feel relieved...

No wonder I am always suppressed. The main theme of the world is that holiness overwhelms darkness!

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I'm not trying to vilify the policewoman. I think the charm of a character should be reflected through a three-dimensional image. A complex character with both good and evil is definitely better than the blank paper that was criticized badly in the second season!

Chapter 349 The Secret of Noxus

The thorny bushes rustled, and the moving vines scraped against the ground like wriggling poisonous snakes.

After a while, a helpless voice sounded.

"I think that's enough."

Mel lowered his head as he spoke, watching his clothes being torn by the spikes and scattered into strips.

The lady of the white rose suddenly had an idea and said that the show had to be complete. The kidnapped person could not be sent back in one piece, so she had to use those thorns to put on some makeup for her.

And as a hostage...what can she do?

Mel was even somewhat glad that after Ms. White Rose realized that the person could not be sent back in an intact state, the first thing she thought of was to attack the clothes instead of her arms or thighs!

In addition to creating beauty, distance also creates mystery and power.

Previously, she believed that the members of the Black Rose were dangerous, mysterious, powerful, and cunning, but the close contact during this period gave her a different view of this "organization."

They did possess dangerous, mysterious, and powerful magic, but at least the member in front of him had nothing to do with being cunning and scheming.

Ms. White Rose's thoughts are like the weather in June, sometimes cloudy, sometimes sunny, and sometimes cloudy and sunny with snow.

"It's almost there now."

Lady White Rose looked at the ragged Mel, and only spoke slowly after he showed a puzzled expression: "I still need to tell you a lot of truths, but it seems you already know them?"

"About my mother?" Mel asked back.

"Yes, she has been using you."

"In my second year as a Piltover councilor, I knew her words were all lies." Meier's tone was clear, "Power is a poison; it distorts your perception of the world.

"It took me a long time to extricate myself from the vortex of power politics, but my mother was different. She spent her whole life indulging herself in it and thinking she could profit from it."

"Unfortunately, the Game of Thrones is countless times more complicated than war. Her mind, eroded by violence, will never be able to understand this truth."

Mel looked at the women in front of her. She didn't know why Black Rose felt that they understood her mother better than she did.

It's not like you're a flower bud locked in a greenhouse.

He rose step by step from an outsider to the position of senator. Initially, he might have relied on the name of the Noxian Midarda family to confuse the public, but every step thereafter was based on his own brain.

Ms. White Rose nodded in agreement. "Your mother is indeed a fool. She shouldn't have provoked Black Rose. It would be a good thing for you to draw a clear line between you and her."

"Did she do something again?"

Mel noticed something.

"She's going to give a speech in the Piltover square tonight, but we don't expect her speech to be successful."

"So it's time for me to leave?"

"arrive......"

Lady White Rose turned around and looked towards the shadow of the thorn bush.

A scarlet bat had been crouching there for a long time, its blood-red eyes staring at them like some kind of machine.

"You can send her off now. Remember to reply to the lady's letter."

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Mel followed Lady White Rose's gaze, and the striking scarlet color reminded her of Vladimir.

When she turned her gaze to look at Ms. White Rose again, something horrible suddenly came to her mind.

She knew that the Scarlet Order was behind Vladimir.

This society, which has emerged in recent decades, has gradually become a dark horse within Noxus.

She also knew the history of the Black Rose. This organization seemed to have existed since the founding of the empire, but she and other nobles knew that the Black Rose was active in politics and had not yet intervened in the military.

It is not difficult to guess from the words of Ms. White Rose and Scarlet Bat that the two "organizations" - old and new - seem to have established some kind of cooperative relationship.

This news, known to everyone by the time traveler, would be like an earthquake in real Noxus.

Because it is very likely to break the three-way balance of power in Noxus.

But this is a good thing for Mel, as it means that his new ally will be stronger than his mother.

The thorns slowly receded, and Mel, draped in rags, stood up with a firm step.

Her eyes looked in a certain direction. The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded and her vision became cloudy, but she could still tell that it was the direction of Piltover, this was... the direction of home.

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The departure of the sunset seemed to take away the warmth of Piltover.

As night fell, the temperature dropped sharply by nearly ten degrees.

But Piltover is worthy of the title of an advanced city. It is still as prosperous and vibrant at night as it is during the day.

The twinkling lights slowly rise from the bottom to the top, and the entire city-state looks like a brilliant blueprint of the starry sky.

And on the streets of Piltover, crowded crowds of people were rushing in the same direction.

The cold could not affect the enthusiasm of the people of Piltover. They responded to the call of the law enforcement officers and rushed to witness the grand scene that would be recorded in history.

Ryan and Vladimir mingled among a group of Piltover people and were swept by the crowd towards the square.

From time to time, I could hear people's heated discussions... Because there was no poisonous gas backflow as in the original book, the hostility of ordinary Piltover people towards the Zaun people was not as strong as in the original book.

Of course, they don't have much good feelings towards those low-level people who live in the stinking gutter and make trouble from time to time.

"Are the people and evidence ready?" Ryan asked casually.

"It's ready." Vladimir nodded. "The black crystal necklace has been delivered to the studio."

Ryan paused for a moment and said, "I was just saying it casually."

"It's not the one at the auction. I found someone to buy a better one."

Vladimir's 'thoughtfulness' was far beyond Ryan's imagination.

"Then this is also included in the consultation fee."

"Okay!" Vladimir smiled. He could trade some meaningless pieces of metal for the rebirth of his soul a thousand times.

"arrive!"

This is the voice of a passerby.

Ryan raised his head and looked into the distance. The square was already filled with countless heads.

A high platform became the only available space.

Several figures were making preparations above.

And from here...Noxian warriors have appeared, replacing the Piltover law enforcement team to control the crowded crowds.

Compared to the law enforcement teams that they have seen for countless years, these armored Noxians are obviously more intimidating.

Ryan could clearly feel that the area around him had become much more peaceful, and even the voices of discussion had become quieter.

A Noxian warrior's eyes accidentally swept across Vladimir, but he moved away even faster and pretended not to see anything.

Ryan and Vladimir thus entered the front row.

It is only about ten meters away from here to the platform.

Not long after I stood still, I heard discussions nearby.

"Look, Councillor Tallis!"

"he came?"

"He dares to come!"

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Chapter 350 Speech

Jace Tallis.

The pride of Piltover, the youngest Piltover councilor, the most outstanding Piltover University graduate, the most innovative scientist, the creator of Hextech...

Countless famous titles have been surrounding Jace for a long time. They come from the academy, the parliament, and the people... as if they want to decorate him into a dazzling flower disc.

They hold him up, but they also define him;

They bound him, but also made him who he was.

Ever since the first title appeared in his youth, Jace felt that his world had entered into some kind of predetermined program, and he could only follow a certain established formula and move forward along a predetermined route.

But this feeling, or the world he perceived, suddenly collapsed as rumors spread.

During the first few hours, Jace felt an unprecedented sense of uneasiness and hesitation. He felt like a bamboo raft sailing in a storm, which could be overturned by darkness or waves at any time.

But as time slowly passed, he suddenly caught a sense of "freedom" that he had never felt before from among his complex emotions.

He was no longer the star of Piltover, nor was he the young senator with high hopes. The insults and strange looks freed him from his burden, but at the same time took away his former persistence.

Councillor Tallis slowly raised his head, his eyes sweeping across the dark crowd. The endless discussions, echoed by countless people, almost rang directly in his ears.

But he doesn't care now. Setbacks have made him see another side of the world and another possibility.

Several other congressmen arrived one after another, but after seeing Jace, each of them would silently move away.

Caitlin attended in her mother's place, and the Kiraman family still had a seat until the new parliament was re-established.

As for Anbesa...this Noxian who has been showing off her power in Piltover for a long time finally stepped onto the power stage of this city-state tonight.

Under the gaze of countless people, the speech finally began.

First, Rosa came on stage in a wheelchair. This fool who was sold but was still helping to count money used exaggerated words to describe Anbesa's kindness and help to him and the entire Piltover.

"...In these dark and chaotic times, perhaps we should learn to accept help from the outside world instead of stubbornly banging our heads against the wall."

This sentence made Jace laugh out loud.

But his laughter did not attract anyone else's attention because other MPs were also laughing.

But their sense of humor was different from Jayce's. They all thought they had found a better position on the new ship, except for Thrall, who was giving a speech... like a fool immersed in fantasy.

Caitlin also looked at Jace.

But the latter didn't pay attention to the gaze, his eyes looked towards the audience.

That scarlet figure stood out among the dark crowd like a lighthouse on the shore, and near this scarlet-eyed figure... he didn't see Ryan.

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Ryan was in an alley not far from the square at this time.

The distant clamor and enthusiastic praise were blocked by the white buildings of Piltover.

In the dark atmosphere, scarlet bats fell from the sky.

After a flash of blood... Ryan saw the ragged Mel.

He was momentarily stunned by the other party's appearance. To be honest, apart from being a little darker, Mel had a good appearance and figure.

But Ryan is not the Prime Minister, let alone a human being.

If darkness can become one's own eyestalk, then it can become Syndra's eyestalk!