Hearing the other party's question, Aidil did not explain. He couldn't say that he knew all this by foresight, right?

Originally, he asked the other party to use mental magic to detect whether the other party was lying, so as to infer more useful information and then make a conclusion.

Unexpectedly, Jarvan told the purpose so readily, and it seemed that he was also full of sincerity.

"I can go to the palace with you." Aidil replied.

He was not worried that the king of Demacia would do anything unfavorable to him. Because in the original story line, King Jarvan III did have the idea of ​​issuing a ban on magic and mediating the conflicts between Demacia mages, but he was assassinated before he could implement it.

At the same time, there was another reason because Aidil had a certain confidence in his own strength.

After receiving the reply, Jarvan's face flashed with surprise. He didn't expect the other party to agree so easily. He immediately decided: "Okay! Then you follow me to the palace to meet my father."

Seeing the two hit it off and walk out of the tent, Garen, who was sitting on the couch, had a twinkling look in his eyes and thought to himself: 'If the royal family also intends to abolish the ban on magic, then perhaps this thing is really feasible. '

...

Under the cover of Jarvan IV, Aidil once again entered the capital and arrived at the core of this magnificent city - the Demacia Palace, and met the real master of this country - the old King Jarvan III.

The man opposite was estimated to be around 50 or 60 years old. The years left deep and shallow marks on his face, and he looked extremely vicissitudes. The originally smooth skin is now full of wrinkles, just like a crumpled paper. His hair and beard are already gray, but his eyes are wise and bright.

Next to the old king stood a middle-aged man holding a gun. He stood straight, guarding like a pine tree, with sharp eyes, paying close attention to the every move of the person below. His right hand was always tightly holding the spear in his hand, like a dormant dragon.

In the magnificent hall, the old king sat on his throne, looking up and down at the young man below with a pair of turbid eyes, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He found that the young man in front of him was confident and calm. He was obviously a wizard and came here alone, but he seemed to have a plan in mind, and there was no expression on his face.

This made him very confused, so he asked: "Your name is Aidier, right?"

"Yes." Aidier nodded.

The old king asked again: "I heard that you are a mage, and you also fled the Xiongdu with a large number of mage prisoners. You should be wanted by the kingdom and be the kingdom's enemy. But I am curious about what kind of confidence you have to come here alone to see me?"

Aidil looked at the other party and thought for a while. He knew clearly that the purpose of his meeting with the other party this time was to persuade the king to abolish Demacia's magic ban policy, so he planned to directly reveal the heavy information to make the king realize the harm of continuing to suppress mages.

He looked at the other party, straightened his chest, and said in a mysterious way: "Because there is a god standing behind me!"

After these words came out, the scene fell into a brief silence. The old king sat on the throne with a look of surprise, and Zhao Xin, the general manager beside him, also raised his eyebrows, not knowing why.

And Jarvan IV, who was standing next to Aidil, turned his head suddenly and looked at the other party with an incredible face.

"Are you kidding me?" The old king put away the smile on his face, and his expression became solemn and solemn. The temperament of a superior for many years was fully revealed, making him look quite oppressive.

But Aidil remained calm, looked directly into the other's eyes, and replied solemnly: "I am not joking, there is really a god standing behind me. You must know the Winged Guardian, right?"

The old king nodded. Of course he knew the legendary Winged Guardian, which was the god worshipped by Demacia and had protected Demacia from disasters.

"What does this have to do with the Winged Guardian? You don't want to say that the Winged Guardian standing behind you is the Winged Guardian, right?" The old king chuckled with some contempt, and there was not much trust in his tone.

But he didn't expect that Aidil below actually nodded and admitted it.

"Standing behind me and supporting me is Morgana, the former Winged Guardian and now the Lady of the Veil."

Aidil said, and then slowly raised his right hand. The mark on his palm flashed with purple light, and wisps of black and purple mist emerged. In an instant, the whole hall was shrouded in a hazy black mist.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Zhao Xin shouted, and his body couldn't help but move closer to the old king. He looked around vigilantly, and a sense of uneasiness emerged in his heart.As if he could sense a line of sight in the black fog watching him, his hair stood on end.

Even the prince Jarvan rushed to the old king, guarding beside him, looking at Aidil below with a vigilant look.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions, I just want to prove what I said." Aidil shook his head and chuckled, comforting the three people.

The next moment, the three people's faces changed.

Because while they were paying attention to the black fog around them, they suddenly found a mysterious woman slowly emerging from the black fog.

The other party was wearing a black dress and a veil on her head. A pair of bright and strange purple eyes looked at this side, giving people an indescribable pressure. At the same time, what frightened the old king the most was the pair of black and purple dazzling wings behind the other party.

Although the wings were bound by black chains and did not stretch out, the old king could still associate many things with the wings.

Because there were only two people in the whole Demacia who had angelic appearance!

"Is it really the Winged Guardian?" The old king's eyes widened, and he whispered softly, his voice trembling.

He was not sure whether the mysterious woman was the legendary Winged Guardian, but he knew that if there was any possibility, he had to take it seriously.

Aidil below couldn't help but smile after seeing the old king's reaction.

What the three saw was naturally not Morgana's real body, but a phantom body that was manifested through magic.

Although it did not have much power, it contained some of Morgana's charm, which was just right to show off in front of people to scare people.

Although Morgana had said that she would not show up to help him, it did not prevent him from using her tiger skin to do things. Anyway, what he said was all true, and it was not considered deceiving people.

Aidil looked at the old king and his three companions who were still in shock, and said, "Your Majesty, don't panic. I show you all this to tell you that the Winged Guardian has always been paying attention to Demacia. She doesn't want to see Demacia fall into internal strife because of the policy of banning magic, so she sent me to represent the mage to change this."

The old king pondered for a while, suppressed his complicated thoughts, looked at the other party and asked in confusion, "Then why doesn't the Winged Guardian stand up and change this kingdom?"

Hearing this, Aidil asked back, "Do you want to see the gods interfere in the kingdom of mortals? Have you ever thought about what consequences would be if the angel Kayle, one of the Winged Guardians, interfered with the Demacia regime?"

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