Don’t Mess with the Yordles

"Don't mess with the Yordle(

Azir waved a hand, and an army of elite soldiers belonging to him stood up from the base of the ascent ladder.

The former guards are now just illusory bubbles formed by the yellow sand, but under the ascending power of Azir, these guards will once again fight for the Shurima Empire.

"Xerath, where does your hatred come from?"

Looking at Xerath, Azir asked his doubts. He wanted to "dead" to understand a little bit. He always regarded Xerath as his most sincere friend. Although he was a master and servant in name, he actually He had always regarded Xerath as a brother, and his brother, in the end, betrayed him.

"I obviously released you, released all the slaves, just like you said, just like you wanted, why are you still dissatisfied? You want to betray me?"

Azir asked in a deep voice that he was really uncomfortable. The betrayal of his brothers, the death of his relatives, the destruction of the empire, all of these were repeated in front of his eyes, if it weren't for Nasus and Renekton to accompany him. At this point, Azir felt that it would be difficult for him to bear it alone.

"It's too late, my friend, it's too late, brother, it's all too late for us, Azir, it's too late for your promise, and I've waited for that moment for too long."

Xerath's weak answer, his words made Azir very puzzled, because he hadn't noticed Xerath's hatred against him at all. Before that, he thought everything was the same, but Xerath's hatred seemed to have been deeply rooted.

This made Azir almost start to tremble. He didn't want to believe that what Xerath had shown in the past was actually a performance, but in his heart, there was actually hatred.

"You don't know, Azir, I was born into a slave family, but my parents were not born slaves. They were scholars who were framed and arrested. After becoming slaves, their lives no longer have any academics. Research, there is only endless enslavement and obedience."

Xerath slowly spoke. He was reminiscing about his life. He wanted to tell the spoiled emperor why he did that, and he would tell him the truth.

"My mother taught me letters and numbers, and my father told me historical legends. They hoped that these knowledges would bring me a better life, and I secretly vowed in my heart that I would never be like Like other slaves, they fell victim to hard labor and flogging."

What Xerath said was very emotional. Azir was listening quietly without interrupting Xerath's narration. He didn't understand Xerath's family background, because when he saw Xerath, Ze Lars has no parents.

"We met at the Nasus Library. At that time, you were struggling to read a paragraph of ancient text, and I helped you understand that complicated grammar. I still remember the content of that paragraph because it was my life changed. Start."

Xerath read the ancient prose once, which made Azir's heart tremble, and he almost forgot the ancient prose.

"Slaves are not allowed to have a name, but you gave me a name, Xerath, which means "a person who knows how to share." Using royal privileges, you bought me from my teacher and turned me into Your domestic slave has turned me into your personal assistant, but you don’t know why I am a teacher’s disciple."

Xerath's tone changed, and he began to take on hatred, even though those hatreds were far away from now.

"My father, a leg was scrapped during a foundation excavation, and the whole project was just to erect a monument to your father's favorite horse!

My father was left at the scene of the accident. He died in pain. My mother was afraid that I would suffer the same fate. So she begged a famous burial chamber architect to accept me as an apprentice. I was accepted. But since then, I have never seen my mother again. "

Azir opened his mouth. He wanted to say that he could not be blamed. At that time, he was just the least favored prince, and he could not affect his father at all.

But before he could speak, Xerath had already begun to tell, which let Azir know that this incident was not the beginning of hatred, at least not the beginning of hatred against him, and he didn't want to believe it, Xerath. When I first approached him, he was already full of hatred.

"I hate my status as a slave very much, and your appearance gave me hope, the hope of freedom, as you said, the hope of letting us become friends and brothers, and for this hope, I gave everything. ."

Finally, Xerath came to the point. Azir was attentive. He remembered the promise that in an assassination, all his brothers and sisters died, and Xerath protected him, but because Xerath was just a slave, even He didn't have the qualifications to get the reward. At the time, he promised Xerath that they would be like brothers one day, instead of being a master and servant like they were back then.

Azir always remembered all this, and he did it in the end, so he wanted to know what went wrong and filled Xerath with hatred.

"You were too naive at the time, Azir, you thought that after the assassination, you were the first heir to the throne.

But you forgot a crucial thing. Your father hated you, and after that happened, he even held a grudge against you who survived. As long as a new prince is born, you will die. "

Xerath shook his head. He had never mentioned these things to Azir. He just persuaded Azir, who has a heart to be a scholar, to learn to fight against Renekton. Only then can he be better. Stay alive.

Perhaps in order to become an emperor with both civil and military skills, Azir agreed to Xerath. He began to learn how to fight with Renekton, and he was quite talented in this regard, and the pressure on Xerath became a little less. .

"In order to make you an emperor, I did my best to learn the skills of a single suit. I used my magic to corrupt and kill the queen's fetus, just to save your life.

Despite my hard work, a prince was born. In order to protect you, I had to show up personally. I killed the queen and her children, hit the emperor, and then I killed him directly. Death, this gives you the chance to become the emperor as the emperor ascended to the throne! "

Xerath's words not only stunned Azir, but even both Nasus and Renekton were shocked by the truth.

They didn't know, they were all kept in the dark by Xerath, and played around by Xerath, who was still a slave at the time.