The Glory of Noxus.

Just a moment.

On the azure blue sea of ​​the harbor, many ships moved away, leaving a wide channel.

The Noxian fleet was like a lion breaking into a flock of sheep, cutting through the waves and docking at the port.

Amidst loud cheers, the steel side of the ship was lowered and landed heavily on the hard ground, raising a storm of yellow sand and dust.

Then, one by one, the Noxian Empire soldiers, wearing armor and holding sharp blades, walked down like worker ants leaving their nest.

The onlookers looked at the docked ferocious fleet and the fully armed soldiers with very different expressions.

Some people applauded, looked very happy, and showed a strong welcoming attitude.

They are the Noxian expatriates who live in Beljur and are proud of the strength of the empire.

However, facing the steel torrent of the Noxian Empire, most people in the port showed expressions of fear and horror, with anxiety in their eyes.

These people are the indigenous people who settled in the Shurima continent and can only rely on physical labor to make a living.

Huo Jixing hid in the queue and noticed the changes in the atmosphere in the port, but he didn't pay too much attention to it and quietly entered the city.

Beljum.

This port city on the continent of Shurima prospered due to its strategic location near the Sea of ​​Conquerors.

Nourished by the ocean, this is one of the few oases on the Shurima continent.

It provided a valuable resting place for passing travelers and caravans.

Looking from afar, the central area of ​​​​Berguin is stretched out with rows of buildings, arranged in an orderly manner, forming the main body of the city.

Most of these buildings have a very obvious Noxian imperial style, solemn and majestic.

However, among these towering buildings, some places cleverly integrate the unique desert style of the Shurima continent.

This makes the city of Beljung have both the majesty of the Noxian Empire and the charm of the desert.

Huo Jixing walked slowly along the ground covered with yellow sand, and could feel the interweaving of two different cultural atmospheres here.

Belongs to the rigorous and orderly ruling order of the Noxian Empire.

And the free and unrestrained desert style of the Shurima continent.

Not long ahead.

Huo Jixing entered a busy market. The streets were dotted with felt tents, and in and out of them came indigenous people wearing simple clothes and headscarves.

They bustle about the market, trading everything from fresh fruit to hand-woven clothing.

In their spare time, they would also ask passers-by to check out the items they brought.

Huo Jixing also saw exquisite handicrafts from Piltover, which were displayed and aroused the admiration of people nearby.

Occasionally, there would be some minor chaos, but the proper order was maintained under the patrols and deterrence of Noxian Empire soldiers.

Huo Jixing walked in the city, smelling the hot scent in the air, which was slightly damp from the ocean.

Most of the people he passed were native to Beljum.

They wore headscarves woven from cotton cloth to block out the sun and dust, and walked hurriedly.

The hardships and helplessness of life are written on everyone's face, as they struggle to make a living or take care of their family.

On this busy street, Huo Jixing rarely sees Noxian expatriates.

Even if they were seen, the Noxian expatriates were riding in luxurious carriages and were guarded by slave bodyguards.

Along the way, Huo Jixing gradually discovered the extremely obvious class differences in Beljun.

The city seems prosperous and stable, but in fact it hides a deep class divide.

Noxian expatriates, as outsiders, have an absolute status in Beljum.

Their carriage sped through the streets, and wherever it went, people would give way for fear of causing trouble.

In contrast, the native people of Bergjune lead a very different life.

They are the lower class people in the city who have to work hard to make a living in order to get a meager income.

From Huo Jixing's observation, the interactions between the expatriates and the natives of Noxus were almost non-existent.

They each live in their own world, and the occasional contact is by telling slaves to do it.

"This is the influence brought by the powerful Noxian Empire." Huo Jixing thought secretly.

Faced with the cold iron hoof of the Noxian Empire, all forces on the Shurima continent had to surrender.

And this situation may not only exist in Bergun.

He guessed that this was true for all cities controlled by the Noxian Empire.

After a while.

Based on the information in his mind, Huo Jixing arrived at the destination of this trip.

Reiser guards the secret place!

The city center of Bergen is a solemn area with various buildings scattered around.

Among these buildings, a towering and majestic barrier is particularly eye-catching, standing tall like a mountain.

Huo Jixing stopped and looked up at the secret guard post of Leiser in front of him.

The solid exterior walls were made of dark grey stone, and a crimson imperial flag hung from the dome.

Under the blowing of the scorching wind, the flag fluttered gently, demonstrating the glory and majesty of the Noxian Empire.

The door was guarded by four armored Noxian soldiers.

Huo Jixing stepped forward and presented a purple token engraved with patterns, which was proof of his identity.

After carefully checking the token, the Noxian Empire soldiers confirmed Huo Jixing's identity and allowed him to enter the secret guard post of Reiser.

Passing through the door, Huo Jixing entered a spacious and noisy hall.

What came into view was a group of soldiers from the Reiser Garrison Legion wearing purple armor.

They were either walking hurriedly in the hall with documents in their arms, or busy at their posts.

A soldier from the Reiser Garrison Corps near the door saw Huo Jixing coming in and stood up to ask.

"Hello, this is the Raiser Guard Secret Station, what can I do for you?"

Huo Jixing looked around and said to the soldier in front of him with a soft smile.

"I am an investigator from the capital, here to visit Lord Dilishati."

Dilshat Farrell.

The head of the Beljunrether garrison and a high-ranking military officer.

At the same time, he is also a genuine aristocratic warlord of the Noxian Empire, with the title of Baron.

"Investigator?"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the Reiser Garrison Legion became solemn and immediately bowed in salute.

"Please come with me to the reception room and wait. We will report to Lord Dilishati as soon as possible."

He respectfully led Huo Jixing to the room on the left side of the hall, where there was a tea table and fruits ready to go.

In the reception room, after the soldiers of the Reiser Garrison Corps closed the door, Huo Jixing wandered around casually.

He stopped in front of the wall and saw a simple map hanging on it, depicting the situation of the continent of Shurima.

The most eye-catching thing on the map is Beljum. The further south you go, the simpler the terrain becomes, and the locations can only be simply marked.

Afterwards, Huo Jixing came to the window and overlooked the area below.

The native inhabitants of Bergjune were almost invisible among the pedestrians coming and going in the streets and alleys.

Most of them are Noxian expatriates and soldiers.

Huo Jixing was thinking deeply. The secret guard post of Reiser in Beljuin was completely different from other cities he had been to.

It was built openly in the center of the city, not afraid of outside forces at all.

This also shows the terrifying influence of the Empire on Beljun.

Crunch!

The door of the reception room opened.

Huo Jixing looked back and saw a sturdy, bearded middle-aged man walking in.

"Dilxat Farrell, the person in charge here."

"Charles, the investigator of the Reiser Garrison Corps, is responsible for investigating the whereabouts of Lady Catalina." Huo Jixing nodded.

Charles is his pseudonym after changing his appearance.

In order to play out the whole play, detailed archival records will be kept in the Reiser garrison corps in the capital.

"Haha, thank you for your hard work. You came all the way from the capital." Dilishati said with a smile and walked to the table and chairs in the room and sat down.

After a brief conversation, his expression changed subtly and a hint of sadness appeared.

Then he took out a sealed cylinder from his arms and placed it on the table.

"This is a record of Lady Catalina's whereabouts in Bergun."

Huo Jixing raised his eyebrows slightly. Dilxat's expression changes and movements seemed very skillful, as if he did this often.

But it is also true that if a person can be the head of a city like Bergjune, how can he be as simple and rough as he appears.

As if seeing Huo Jixing's confusion, Dilishati explained.

"An investigator came here half a month ago to check Lady Katarina's whereabouts."

"If you count carefully, you are the third one."

Huo Jixing nodded, opened the cylinder in his hand, took out the letter inside and read it carefully.

The intelligence information recorded on the letter is similar to that found in the capital investigation.

Catalina lived a secluded life in Bergen, and only left the secret place occasionally to deal with conflicts caused by the indigenous people.

After the matter was settled, Catalina left directly on the imperial ship and headed for Uzeris.

Huo Jixing put away the letter, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Dilxat in front of him was observing him carefully.

He couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

After entering the port city of Bergjun, his spiritual power permeated around his body, affecting the senses of those around him.

Although his disguise is very simple, but with the influence of his mental power, anyone who is weaker than him will not be able to detect any clues.

"Can I check the intelligence information of Beljum in the past two months?" Huo Jixing said straight to the point

When Dilishaiti heard this, a look of astonishment flashed across his face, and then he responded.

"of course can."

He stood up and walked outside the reception room, and ordered the soldiers of the Reiser Garrison Corps waiting outside to go to the intelligence room to retrieve the intelligence of the past two months.

"I'm sorry, there have been rebels around Beljum recently, causing quite a stir."

"There is a lot of relevant intelligence information and data, so it will take some time." Dilishaiti turned around and sat on the wooden chair, looking a little helpless.

"Rebels?"

Huo Jixing frowned, looking quite interested.

"Yes, the empire has occupied many port cities in the Shurima continent." Dilishati explained slowly.

"In order to promote cooperation and develop port trade, some measures were used, which caused dissatisfaction among local tribes."

"These barbarians would occasionally organize rebellions and clash with the stationed Imperial Chapters, causing some bloodshed."

"Recently, they have joined forces with bandits and looters to capture a nearby small outpost."

"Fortunately, no imperial soldiers were injured or killed. The casualties were the hired desert mercenaries."

As he spoke, Dilxat's rough face revealed a hint of cold murderous intent.

"If His Majesty Swain had not issued an order not to massacre, I would have led the legion to eliminate those annoying ants."

Huo Jixing listened to Dilxat's complaints and did not respond rashly.

Perhaps sensing Huo Jixing's lack of interest, Dilishati felt a slight movement in his heart and continued chatting.

He told Huo Jixing that he didn't need to be as restrained in Beljuin as he was in the capital.

This is a city controlled by the Empire, and no one dares to go against the will of Noxus.

Dilishati also has a deep understanding of the indigenous people of Beljum.

He specifically mentioned how to distinguish the identity and status of indigenous people by observing the material of their headscarves.

In the Shurima continent, the headscarf is not only an indispensable accessory in daily life, but also a symbol of identity and status.

The indigenous people would choose different headscarf materials according to their economic conditions and social status.

The most common headscarf is made of cotton cloth, which is the choice of most ordinary people.

It is simple, practical and economical.

Head scarves made of tulle are slightly more upscale and are usually worn by small vendors or craftsmen.

They are lightweight and breathable, and also add a touch of elegance to the wearer.

Satin and silk headscarves are symbols of status. They are soft, smooth and bright in color.

The wearer is usually a tribal elder or aristocratic or wealthy businessman in Shurima.

These headscarves not only reflect the wearer's financial strength, but also their taste and status.

However, with the impact and influence of the Noxian Empire culture.

Some of the indigenous people of Bergen also do not wear headscarves.

These people are usually younger, unwilling to be bound by traditional headscarves, and like to break the rules.

They also don't care about the identity of Noxian expatriates, and sometimes even conflicts arise with them.

Dilishati reminded Huo Jixing that when walking in Beljum, he should be careful of the indigenous people who did not wear headscarves.

When dealing with them, be vigilant to avoid getting yourself into trouble due to misunderstandings or conflicts.

Just when Huo Jixing and Dilixia were talking.

The door of the reception room slowly opened, and a soldier from the Reiser Garrison Legion walked in with a thick stack of letters in his arms.

Dilishati waved his hand to signal the soldier to put the letter on the table, then turned to Huo Jixing and said.

"This is the intelligence information from the past two months that you requested. You can check it here. I won't bother you any more."

When Huo Jixing saw Dilxat getting ready to leave, he immediately thanked him.

"Thank you for your help!"

"Don't be polite. We both serve His Majesty Swain. It is my duty to cooperate with your investigation."

Dilxat smiled and waved his hand.

After saying this, he gently closed the door and left the reception room.

Huo Jixing sat down again and began to carefully read the letters, his eyes focused and sharp.

Just from the conversation just now, he could tell that Dilxat was not a simple person.

Therefore, he is more cautious about the intelligence information he is about to obtain and will carefully screen it.

Time passes slowly.

Huo Jixing learned most of the situation in Beljum from the intelligence letter in front of him, and also learned about the conflicts with indigenous peoples that Catalina dealt with.

"Since the sun disc rose again over Nashrameh, the Empire's rule in the northern part of Shurima has been plagued by instability."

"With Nashrameh as the center, the rebels' actions are becoming more intense. Biljuen is also affected, and Uzeris has become the hardest hit area."

Huo Jixing lowered his eyes, staring at the letters covering the table, thinking about something.

"The secret office's intelligence is indeed detailed, and basically there are no problems."

"But why is there so little information about Katarina's whereabouts? Is someone secretly interfering?"