The Glory of Noxus

rustle! rustle!

In the side hall of the palace, the soft sound of the soldiers guarding Leiser opening letters was like a rising tide, gently rippling in the air.

Huo Jixing stood there, looking respectfully at Swain in front of him, but an inexplicable trembling feeling suddenly arose deep in his heart.

This is not caused by hostility or malice.

Under the gaze of ordinary eyes, he seemed to be facing an ancient demon. The fire of Nanli flowing in his body automatically boiled, and the hot breath filled the air.

In this state, he could hear the beating of his heart and the surging of blood, and he finally suppressed the throbbing deep in his heart.

Even so, facing Swain, he still felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Far superior to Darius and Draven.

"Killing the nobles, your problem is really troublesome."

Swain, who was wearing an old coat, closed his palms and stared at Huo Jixing with a deep gaze. Many pieces of information presented by the Imperial Intelligence Agency emerged in his heart.

"But with Darius and the others endorsing you, this matter is almost over."

Huo Jixing remained calm and thanked him softly.

Facing Swain's dark eyes that could penetrate people's hearts, he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid any more intersections of visions.

The Swain of today is no longer the Swain before the Ionian War.

He has experienced death and therefore possesses the power of the devil. He can see the secrets of all dead bodies through the shadowy raven.

"It was you who won the support of Darius and the others."

When Swain saw Huo Jixing, his eyes had been falling on the crimson imperial flag hanging on the wall behind him, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

"Do you want to talk about the issue of imperial citizens?" Swain's eyes flickered and he spoke concisely.

Huo Jixing shook his head slightly. Even though he had the memory information of his previous life, he could still tell how much he weighed.

Just like an open-book exam, if you bring your own book, you may not get a perfect score.

But for some people, even if they don't bring books, they can still get perfect scores.

"This is something that Lord Swain and Trifali Council need to consider. I just went too far and did something wrong." Huo Jixing said seriously.

Hearing this, Swain was very surprised, and a hint of surprise appeared in his dark eyes.

The blood privileges of the nobles were a problem left behind by the Noxus Empire hundreds of years ago, and it could not be changed overnight.

Swain himself is also a beneficiary of privilege.

"Perhaps you can tell me what you think?" Swain lowered his eyes and looked at Huo Jixing, his eyes twinkling deeply.

Huo Jixing hesitated for a while and then spoke softly.

"Lord Swain, throughout the long history of the empire, the importance of nobility is absolutely unquestionable."

"But whether the empire can regain its glory again depends not only on the nobles, but also on the citizens and soldiers throughout the empire's territory."

Huo Jixing paused for a while, as if he was recalling the past scenes.

"In my hometown, there is a proverb like this."

"A person can live because many innocent lives have been sacrificed for him."

"On this cruel land, the living must be worthy of such a sacrifice."

He looked steadily at Swain in front of him and said in a solemn voice: "I think some nobles are not worthy of sacrificing their lives!"

"Haha! Haha!" Swain laughed, his gray hair dancing gently.

"Imperial law already prohibits any citizen from becoming the slave of another citizen, and the unauthorized sale or transfer of slaves is punishable by death."

"Anyone who embezzles pension funds, regardless of status, will be sentenced to death."

"This is the result of discussions in the Trifari Council."

Swain looked at Huo Jixing with deep eyes, half-smiling but not smiling.

"As your punishment, the Trifali Council has decided to deprive you of your title!"

"Title?" Huo Jixing looked confused.

His current position seems to be captain of ten, and he has never had a noble title.

"Yes, the reward Darius applied for for you is the title of baron. Originally, the Trifali Council had already agreed." Swain's tone seemed to be a little regretful.

"But because of your own problems, I have to deprive you of your title!"

"Do you regret it?"

Huo Jixing understood it and immediately shook his head gently to express that he had no regrets.

Although he has adapted to life in the Noxus Empire, he still adheres to his own moral bottom line and will not change it easily.

If it's just for something that benefits you, it goes against your own moral bottom line.

Then, he would have chosen to join the Black Rose last night.

After all, compared to the Trifari Council, the Black Rose even dates back to the Rune Wars.

Such a terrorist force is far more promising than the Trifali Council.

In the end, Huo Jixing chose to refuse.

Because some pieces of information from his past life told him that what Black Rose had done was too numerous to describe.

"There is also the final punishment. You need to participate in the Ring of Flames performance. Whether you live or die is up to you." Swain's eyes were a little darker, and no emotional changes could be seen as he told the final punishment.

"The nobles believe that the killing of Baron Calvin is a challenge to their lineage and status."

"So, you also need to accept the challenge and decide life and death in a gladiatorial battle."

Huo Jixing looked shocked. De Lai's face subconsciously appeared in his mind, and he felt a little bitter in his heart.

In recent times, his changes to the Knox Scalia Arena seem like digging a hole for himself and then jumping out of it.

When Huo Jixing saw Swain standing up, he bowed and prepared to leave the side hall of the palace.

Just as he stepped out, he saw a thin figure wearing a silver-gray cloak from the corner of his eye.

"Is it Blade Shadow Talon?"

Huo Jixing searched for the disappearing figure in a silver cloak, and his expression changed. Did he also join Leiser's defense?

Leaving the side hall of the palace, the cold winter wind hit our faces.

Huo Jixing had an idea and thought about it carefully, and found that something seemed wrong.

"Congratulations on officially becoming a liquidator."

Delevingne had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Huo Jixing coming out, he said hello.

etc.

Huo Jixing heard the sound and looked at Draven in front of him, and then thought of Swain's half-smiling expression in the side hall just now.

Do you seem to have stepped into a carefully prepared 'trap'?

Arena. Tyrone himself! ?

Has this become a knife? Huo Jixing's eyes flickered.

A sharp knife that cuts the rotting flesh and blood on the body!

In front of the palace balcony, a black raven stops.

Swain lowered his eyes and looked at Huo Jixing and Delevingne who were gradually moving away, his deep eyes rippled.

"Tailon, traces of black roses have been found on the Shurima continent. I need specific information."

He looked towards the silent triumphal stairs and whispered softly.

In the dark corner, Talon, the Blade Shadow wearing a silver-gray cloak, appeared, bowed and left.

"Du Cacao, Tyrone!" Swain gently clenched the black cane in his hand.

Although he reached a cooperation agreement with the Assassin's Guild, he still had doubts.

Swain is more afraid of being understood than what he doesn't understand, so he needs a knife that can walk in the dark.

Before Huo Jixing appeared in sight, Tai Lung would have been the best choice.

Tyron regained his freedom when General du Cucault disappeared, but after many years of service, his respect for du Cucault was immeasurable.

Even Swain couldn't change it.

"Don't let me down!" Swain looked down at his left hand with a black glove.

The eternal wound still aches, a reminder to him.

In this incident of killing nobles, he was leaning towards Darius.

First, because of the recent intelligence information, we already know that the empire is rotten and the privileges of the nobility have affected the empire's rights. A flesh-cutting operation is indeed needed.

The second is the birth of the Trifari Council, which disintegrated the power structure of Noxus for nearly a thousand years.

Although the repercussions of this move have not yet appeared, it is likely that many nobles have defected to his secret political opponents and are preparing for the final resistance.

He needs the unwavering support of Darius and Kled.

Swain took a deep look at the Noxian capital and turned back to the side hall.

The scavenging ravens staying on the balcony let out bursts of whining and flapping their wings gradually disappeared.