lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Night falls quietly.

Just as every Piltover citizen was immersed in their 'exclusive' quiet atmosphere, a group of armored Noxian warriors sneaked into Piltover due to the negligence of the guards at the gate of Piltover.

And then not long passed.

Panic screams and sudden flames broke the peace of Piltover.

Chapter 394 Watching a Show

When dawn broke, LeBlanc made a special trip back to Zaun.

She had been deliberately avoiding Sindra before because she felt that this woman might be a pillar preventing her from getting close to Ryan.

But now she suddenly realized...there was no need for her to think of her path as so narrow.

Pleasing one is pleasing, pleasing two is also pleasing, so why not try to please both at the same time?

No matter what game it is, playing it with three people is always more fancy and interesting than playing it with two people.

Therefore, LeBlanc took advantage of the opportunity to come to the abandoned temple in Zaun early in the morning.

Sindra was still sitting there, her lavender eyes looking at the sky covered by haze, as if she was relaxing without any burden.

"You've been sitting like this all night?" Leblanc took the initiative to greet.

But what responded to her was Sindra's calm gaze.

Although she had been out of the seal for some time, her soul seemed to have not completely come out of that crazy dream.

If Ryan were by her side, he might be able to awaken some of her 'humanity'.

And when Ryan went to another world, Syndra was like an iceberg.

"Is there any progress?"

She finally responded to LeBlanc.

Because she suddenly remembered that she had to give Ryan a surprise.

"Yes, so I want to invite you to watch a play."

"Watching a show?" Sindra finally raised her eyes, because Ryan also liked to use the excuse of 'watching a show' to take her out to see the world.

A gloomy wind rose in the abandoned temple, and they fluttered around their queen.

"Then go to Piltover."

......

......

"Why do they come to Piltover and do whatever they want?!"

An angry question broke the tranquility that should have existed in the early morning.

But perhaps, this tranquility did not appear today.

An old man in luxurious clothes was standing at the door of the temporary parliament hall.

Many sectors of Piltover came to a standstill, but not the makeshift Council Hall.

Because they had nothing to do.

Apart from the fact that Councillor Tallis practically buried himself in the laboratory for well-known reasons;

And the temporary councillors of Kiraman, for reasons known to every noble, were already living outside the Noxian office.

The other MPs who had finally managed to get elected after finally overcoming the previous one would come to the parliament to "work" every day.

What they enjoy are not rights, because the current members of parliament are like hot potatoes and have no substantive rights.

But this does not prevent them from sitting in the parliamentary chairs and fantasizing about a brighter and more glorious future after this disaster.

However, rights have not yet arrived, but responsibilities have already come knocking on the door.

The old man shouting at the door of the parliament hall had no special ability and no real power.

But he has two advantages.

The first one is that he was born with good fortune and is considered a direct descendant of one of the great nobles in Piltover.

The second advantage is still related to life...

He can give birth on his own.

No.

It should be said that he and his wives can all have children.

The old man, who is in his seventies, has more than twenty daughters.

His good looks and matching status allowed his daughters to marry into aristocratic families of similar power. As his sons-in-law gradually gained power, he became the common father-in-law of almost all wealthy families.

Even if this kind of person doesn't have any great abilities or real power, he can still suffocate half of the nobles in Piltover just by using his seniority.

The guards of the parliament lowered their heads and didn't dare to even speak to them, let alone expel them.

The parliamentarians who walked out after hearing the news could only smile helplessly.

After all, the old man is also their elder.

Amidst a bunch of fake smiles, the old man began to complain.

Last night, a group of Noxians broke into his house, smashing everything and beating everyone they saw...

Having said that, the old man rolled up his sleeves, revealing bruises and wounds on his arms.

"Before they left, they said their other belongings were too heavy to take with them, and asked me to keep them safe for them and come back to get them after they occupied Piltover!"

The old man's tone became increasingly angry.

What happened last night didn't hurt him much, but it was very insulting.

One of the Noxian warriors even rubbed his butt secretly as he left.

The old man was embarrassed to say this little gesture out loud, because no matter how extravagant the nobles were, they always did it in private.

At his age, not only can he not bear it mentally, he can't even bear it physically!

"These Noxians aren't slapping me, they're slapping you in the face!"

The old man was so angry that he almost told the truth.

The MPs looked a little embarrassed. What the old man said didn't sound right, but it was difficult for them to refute it.

After all, if they can't even protect their own father-in-law in front of everyone, how can they make others believe that they can protect Piltover?

......

And in another location.

The southern tip of Piltover.

This is where ordinary people in Piltover live. Neatly arranged houses are distributed near the white stones.

But at this moment the houses are arranged neatly, but the houses do not seem so neat.

There are about twenty households on one street, but almost none of their front doors are still intact.

Last night, that group of Noxians showed the Piltover people, who had lived in peace for a long time, what true barbarism is.

They smashed it from the streets to the end, although no one was actually killed.

But before leaving, he left a message, saying that it would be bad to touch the Piltover people now, and that they should wait until they had dealt with the Zaun people first, and then deal with them...

The thing that people who are immersed in dreams fear most is that their beautiful dreams suddenly turn into nightmares.

Because at this time, whether you are awake or not, you will face shock and intimidation.

But the sun will eventually rise.

Between silent destruction and crazy confrontation, ordinary people in Piltover chose the latter.

The victims used their examples to convince others, who in turn convinced people further away.

These cases that happen around us always make people feel involved.

After all, no one knows whether those Noxians will come tonight;

Even if that group of people didn't come, would the other Noxians be able to control themselves when they saw their companions' gains?

If a group comes today and a group comes tomorrow, how can we survive?

The indignant masses united and rushed to the upper city together, trying to use public opinion to persuade the councilors to let Piltover and Zaun fight against the Noxians together!

Coincidentally, the group ran into the parliamentarians halfway through their journey.

The latter came to persuade the masses. They formulated several concession agreements in an attempt to awaken the masses' fighting spirit.

However, when the two groups met, they heard their needs from the mixed noise of the crowd.

This group of parliamentarians who had been idle for a long time straightened their chests.

They have never felt so righteous and understood public opinion so well!

Chapter 395 I’m in Command

Mrs. Piltover began to discuss the specific plan in a lively manner.

Judging from the current level of the Piltover Council, they are unlikely to come up with any mature plan.

But an immature plan has its advantages, which is that the discussion time will be greatly shortened, and its implementation does not require complicated scheduling.

Mel and LeBlanc didn't need Piltover to make any substantial contributions; it was enough to create the current momentum of unity.

Leblanc is well aware of this. When your leader assigns you a task, you should do what you should do and it is best to avoid doing any extra things.

It does have a chance of impressing your boss, but it also has a chance of creating more problems.

If you want to climb up, the people you fear most are those who are impatient for success. The one who walks the fastest may not necessarily go the farthest, but the one who walks the most steadily will eventually go far.

In Councillor Tallis's office.

Mel watched the bustling crowd pass by below.

This is the first aid team formed by Piltover, and the newly elected councilors have played a little trick.

Their 'cautious' mentality made them unwilling to come into direct conflict with Noxus, but in order to appease the public and set a certain example.

They chose to send out aid teams first. These aid teams were mostly composed of logistics personnel such as doctors, nurses, engineers, and chefs. On the one hand, this was considered support for Zaun, but on the other hand, it was like some kind of humanitarian rescue.

The weakness of the nobles permeates every move and behavior of their lives.

But fortunately, there are always people in this world who are down-to-earth and doing things.

For example, Syndra and LeBlanc set off for Zaun earlier than this aid team.

......

The dark alleys of Zaun.

The thick smog acted like a natural protective color, preventing the Noxian soldiers standing on the edge of the cliff from gaining any insight into Zaun's specific information.

But everyone knows that this kind of blatant snooping is just a pretense.

The real investigation is like what is happening in Zaun right now.

Always hidden behind thick cover.

The tavern that Fandel once ran has now become Zaun's temporary headquarters.

Sevika sat at the main seat, and Jinx, who had a "conflict" with her, sat at the other end.

Her blue twin ponytails fell straight behind the backrest. Jinx leaned lazily on the chair with her legs draped unruly on the table.

Many of the alchemy barons attending the meeting looked at this 'problem maker' with complicated eyes.

In the past period of time, many of them have secretly offered bounties and assassinated Jinx.

But times have changed. When the war broke out, Jinx, who was regarded as trouble and misfortune, became the most welcome existence among the Alchemy Barons.

After all, this woman is indeed capable and crazy enough.

With her standing on their side against the Noxians, they felt a lot more at ease.

The topic of this meeting was not to discuss Piltover's "assistance" to Zaun.

They had learned about what happened in Piltover not long ago, but these things provided more good emotional value to the ordinary people in Zaun.