The Glory of Noxus

In a dark and dark alley.

The blazing flames rose up, burning the corpses and armors all over the ground unbridled.

It wasn't until everything was burned that Nanli's fire gradually extinguished.

Huo Jixing put away the long knife he was holding tightly in his hand, turned around and walked to Franky.

The reason why he didn't leave alive was because the gray wolf Franky would tell him everything next, including the imperial pension and the people behind it.

"It's your turn now, Franky!"

Huo Jixing squatted down, looking down at the trembling old man with calm eyes, stretched out his slender palm and closed his chin.

"Fire. Extraordinary.!"

Frankie looked at the handsome young man in front of him in horror, holding back the severe pain in his body, squirming, trying to stay away from him.

"I ask, you answer, do you understand?"

Huo Jixing patted Franky's old face, as if he was afraid of frightening him, and spoke with a soft smile.

This is very different from the rumored character of the gray wolf Franky.

Insidious, ruthless, vicious, and unscrupulous are the synonyms of the gray wolf.

Then why are you so humble and fearful in front of him?

He somewhat doubted whether he had made a mistake, but judging from the private soldiers and guards of the nobles who had just besieged him, the old man in front of him was indeed Franky.

Franky licked his bitten lips and looked at the smiling face of the handsome young man. His heart gradually became cold because he could not see the slightest smile on the other side.

"understand!"

Finally, he lowered his head in front of the handsome young man who looked like a flame demon.

Above the dark sky.

Scattered snowflakes were still falling, gradually covering the ground.

Areas on the edge of slums.

Four or five inconspicuous wooden houses are crowded together. Perhaps they are too dilapidated and simple, and have not been inhabited for a long time.

Huo Jixing carried Franky to the third wooden house and looked at it with red eyes.

There was no one living inside, thick dust had accumulated on the ground and broken wooden tables, and many traces of thieves could be seen.

Crunch!

Huo Jixing pushed open half of the wooden door, casually dropped Frankie to the ground.

He looked at the environment of the wooden house and walked to the edge of the innermost wall, where some garbage was piled up.

puff!

The red-gold fireworks ignited, and under exquisite control, fell into the garbage pile, burning away all the garbage and dust in front of them.

Then Huo Jixing came over, half-crouched, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the third old wooden board.

dong dong!dong dong!dong dong!

"solid?"

Huo Jixing frowned and looked at the pale Franky. When he nodded, he moved his fingers, gently poked through the wooden board, and carefully moved it away.

Under the plank.

It's a little bit of mud mixed with earthy yellow, and there's a layer of wood that's exactly the same.

"Same size, same thickness, and the same material." Huo Jixing looked at the layout in front of him, thoughtfully.

Exquisite design, unexpected location.

He somewhat admired Franky, who was worthy of being a hero who rose up in the slums.

Unfortunately, his greed doomed everything.

Huo Jixing continued to pick up the second wooden board, and then saw a sealed brown wooden box surrounded by soil.

He stretched out his hand to sweep away the dirt, opened the wooden box, and found that it was filled with letters full of handwriting, with many messages marked on the back.

"No amount of gold and silver can guarantee that I can leave the capital of Noxus. Only these things are my hope of survival."

Franky had long since given up struggling, and the wrinkles on his protruding forehead and corners of his eyes had become denser, making him look even older.

"Now that I'm in your hands, I've lost all hope!"

He looked at Huo Jixing, at the wooden box in his hand, and spoke in a ferocious voice.

"These things, if given to the Imperial Military Headquarters or to General Darius, will be enough to execute Baron Calvin."

Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on the pieces of letter paper, and he began to read through them.

[The children of the almshouse, as requested, are sent to Baron Calvin. ]

[Gang profits and dividends are sent to the guard of the Imperial Military Department. ]

[Received a request from Centurion Charlie, ambushed the caravan, killed fifteen people in the gang, and all supplies went to Centurion Charlie. ]

[The imperial pension is issued. There is internal information from the Imperial Military Department, and the pension is intercepted in advance. ]

Huo Jixing's eyes lit up and he began to carefully select the imperial pension letterhead and write his identity and address information on the back of the paper.

"This is..." Huo Jixing's expression turned cold.

He looked down at the letter in his hand, then turned it over and saw the name——

Sheruba, Noxian veteran, slain.

"Tsk, tsk, Baron Calvin!" Huo Jixing was so angry that the red-gold Nanli fire appeared on his fingertips, almost burning the letter in his hand.

Soon after, he saw a familiar name again——

Tulio, Noxian Shieldguard, slain.

"Ha!" Huo Jixing couldn't help it anymore and chuckled, looking coldly at the brightly lit Immortal Fortress.

"Baron Calvin, I will definitely let you taste the most cruel torture in the world!"

Seeing Huo Jixing put the wooden box back into place and walked up to him.

Franky squirmed up, looked up at the handsome young man with a smile in front of him, and said with difficulty.

"Don't forget my conditions, I want that guy Calvin to be damned!"

Huo Jixing squatted down, stared at Franky's old face, and nodded gently: "Don't worry, I will keep my promise!"

This slumlord's hands are already stained with Noxian blood.

But Huo Jixing couldn't refuse the exchange terms he finally proposed.

A famous teacher!

He needed what Franky had in hand, and he was also prepared to protect himself afterwards.

And it happened that the conditions proposed by the other party were the same as what I wanted to do, so I agreed.

Huo Jixing carried Franky's body and walked away from the wooden house, along the alley and came to a quiet and uninhabited place.

Sonorous!

He pulled out the long knife from his waist, looked directly into Franky's bloody eyes, and gently slit his throat.

Then, fix him at a high point with his eyes facing the Immortal Fortress.

"Remember, don't close your eyes!"

"When the flames light up, it will be the fall of Baron Calvin!"

Winter snowy night.

Outside the capital of Noxus, on the flat and clean main road.

Huo Jixing walked leisurely and came under the high dark gray wall. As if remembering something, he looked at the location of the tavern he had been to before.

In my impression, the business was good, and the tavern that was crowded with people was completely collapsed. You could see traces of flames, and pieces of wood and stones that had cracked due to high temperature were scattered on the ground.

"Really leave no trace behind!"

Huo Jixing had to lament Baron Calvin's cruel methods, and he indeed did not regard the mud-legged people in the slums as human beings.