I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

When Silas fell, he was about to burst into tears, and various forms of magic were shaped, and then bombarded towards Levi.

Black mist full of curses, fireballs that scorched the air, lightning that pierced the dust, strong winds and ice blades, these magics that were enough to kill an entire hundred-man battle group did not achieve the expected effect.

They hit the violet regular polyhedron shield, constantly causing weak ripples, disappearing invisible like water waves.

"It'll be fine soon." Levi turned back and blinked at Lacus.

Vaguely, Silas could only hear the muffled thunder in the sky above his head, and at the same time, a desperate arcane energy gathered in the sky. He struggled to cast his eyes on the high sky. Leaden clouds loomed.

The cloud layer is very low, as if it is about to fall down, and there are scorching electric arcs frequently spreading in the cloud layer.

Boom!

A thick and dazzling bolt of lightning fell from the sky, bombarded a guard tower of the castle, and cut it in half. All mages were a little panicked under the might of the sky.

You can't ask of them much courage, not so long ago they were commoners, prisoners, slaves.

"Some of them made mistakes, some didn't. I think those who made mistakes should be punished, and those who didn't make mistakes should go to the king to ask for enough compensation, and then choose to leave Demacia or find a place to quietly Life."

Levi squatted beside Silas and said.

"You are all poor people, those who have been oppressed to the extreme and can no longer bear it, reminds me of something. You know that no one can resist the power above your head, I don't want to kill you, don't force me, let They surrendered, and I will try my best to get you enough compensation."

"Compensation... Compensation..." Silas smiled forcefully, "Some people have lost their loved ones, some have lost their lovers, some have lost everything, and I... 15 Years of darkness, do you think this can be solved by compensation?"

"Of course not." Levi sighed, "But people can't always live for the dead. We have to look forward. There are still many beautiful things in the world. You have to pay for the 15 years you lost and the rest Decades?"

"The demon seekers who once persecuted mages and the nobles of that faction have been killed. Jarvan III himself feels guilty towards you. You can use this to ask for more compensation for you and your followers. It's almost enough. Let's call it a day..."

Silas struggled to grab Levi's arm: "You are also a mage, and you have also been oppressed! Why do you help them and not me!"

"Because you don't have enough ideological guidance, you don't know what you want to do, there is only a vague concept in front of you, to overthrow Demacia, and then? Establish a mage privileged country? What about government orders and state management?"

"You never thought about this, even colluding with the Freljord to invade Demacia—"

Levi's gaze swept around, and fell on a strong man with tattoos on his face and a messy fur coat. He was groping for the ax at his waist to do something.

Levi pointed casually, and lightning burst from his fingertips, instantly piercing through the strong-looking Freljord, "I guess he's from Winter's Claw? There should be some of them around Merkel, right?" , I don't like savages."

"Where did you just say, oh yes, you colluded with the barbarians to invade your homeland, you have been hurt by demon seekers and nobles, so you think you have the right to hurt everyone? Then I said, fuck you."

"You!" Silas gritted his teeth, and Levi shook his head.

"You can't go far. Blinded by hatred, you only know how to take revenge and kill everything. The purpose of overthrowing one class is to shape another privileged class."

"It won't work like this. Something big will happen, and it will affect some of my visions for the future. I won't allow it."

"There is no liberator like you. All the great liberators I have seen and heard are full of national hatred and family hatred but are determined to fight for all oppressed. They have never been blinded by their own hatred."

"You are an Avenger, Silas, but you are not a Liberator. You are not qualified to bear this title."

"Let them surrender, don't make unnecessary sacrifices, they are all poor people, and they should get the gift of fate instead of falling into a darker abyss."

Silas struggled several times to stand up, but the blow just now seemed to have shattered his heart, and his mental power was like a puddle of mud, and he couldn't gather it up no matter what.

He collapsed on the ground panting heavily, with despair in front of his eyes.

Is this the end...

At this moment, Silas recalled 15 years ago, when he felt the powerlessness of watching the magic searcher kill the old farmer and his mage daughter.

He stared blankly for a while, "How will you treat them?"

Levi patted Silas' rough and cracked hand, and wanted to say something, but when he turned his head and thought about it, he seemed not qualified to pardon their crimes.

These people have killed too many innocent people, and they are not qualified to pardon these beasts, otherwise it would be an injustice to the victims.

"I can't pardon the crimes you committed. Of course, it doesn't mean that you executed the lord, but that you killed innocent civilians. So you should be tried first, and then the king will compensate you one by one."

"As to compensation for you and your followers, I will do my best to

You fight for a chance to meet the king, but if you allow the mages to massacre, you will probably die, or sit in prison for decades?I think about it, with the character of Jarvan III, you may be allowed to undergo labor reform and use your power to benefit the common people. This may be better than going to jail, and it will not waste food. "

"It's a pity, you could have welcomed the new students."

Levi used his mental power to lift Celasto up: "Tell them, there must be an end to all this."

Levi could feel that Silas was not convinced, but it didn't matter, as long as the result was good.

Silas looked around at his followers with ashen face, and all the mages set their eyes on Silas, waiting for his order. No matter what it was, they would fulfill it, even if it meant dying.

They have nothing left to lose but their lives.

Silas looked deep as if he was thinking about something. After a few seconds, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. There were swirling thunderclouds above the sky, and the cold wind from the north brought the wind of winter.

This is where I end up.He sighed inwardly,

"Compatriots, surrender, you shouldn't die here, sow the seeds of resistance, one day, we will return again—"

"In my Silas name!"

Silas glared wide-eyed, swung his chains and whipped at Li Weisi. Li Weisi dodged subconsciously, and immediately rolled over on the ground, picked up Vigley's great sword and wiped it on his neck.

The bright red blood sprayed out immediately, adding a sunset-like bright red to the white walls.

Dang!

The great sword fell to the ground feebly, but his eyes were burning with brighter flames, staring directly at his followers, muttering in a low voice.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire..."

PS:

I don’t know what you think of the ending for Silas. I think Silas is a rebel. If he compromises, he will become a clown. Even if he condones the massacre and colludes with the Freljord to massacre civilians, but Judging from his deeds, he is indeed a hero (the hero of the mage), and his mad heart is doomed that he will not have a peaceful ending. Either Demacia will die or he will die. One must die.Thank you brother Meng for subscribing, rewarding tickets and blades, I love you (ω) If you like this book, please vote for it (*/＼*)

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Chapter 469 Chapter 1 The Lost Time

Silas the mage rebel who single-handedly created the great changes in Demacia fell.

Is this your choice?Levi sighed, with a complicated look on his face. Although Silas's choice of such an ending was expected in a certain sense, I still feel like a big villain.

"Silas!"

"The lackey of the nobleman drove him to death, and we avenge Silas!" someone shouted.

The mages seemed unacceptable to Silas' death, and they were ready to move. Some angrily accumulated unknown magic power and wanted to attack Levi's, while others ran out from the crowd and snatched Silas' body back. Blasphemy is allowed.

Li Weisi frowned slightly, and raised his hand to grab out the inspiring people from the crowd. There were five of them in total, including men and women. Their mental strength was not bad among these ordinary mages, but there was basically no difference in front of Li Weisi.

Several people seemed to be held by their collars by invisible hands, struggling and shouting, their faces were ferocious and angry.

"Have you ever killed civilians?" Li Weisi asked.

"Those guys are working for pigs, so they are pigs waiting to be slaughtered!" The mages seemed to be purifying the world, and their tone was that they deserved to die, and we are the executioners.

They looked at Levi's contemptuously: "And you—"

"This is enough."

Boom!

Before the words were finished, several bolts of lightning fell from the cloudy lead cloud, making it impossible for people to look directly at the flashing lightning. Tears flowed out of their eyes subconsciously. The deafening thunder made most people's ears temporarily deaf. The sound of the whole world was only Hum left.

When people opened their eyes again, the field of vision gradually recovered, leaving only a few bright spots in the field of vision like annoying flies.

thump!

Li Weisi dissipated his mental power and let several charred corpses fall to the ground. The clamoring mages around him gradually quieted down and looked at him one after another. Lacus was also taken aback by his sudden execution.

Levi first smiled apologetically at Lacus, then looked at the casters around him.

"Let me introduce myself first. I am Li Weisi, the diplomatic ambassador of the Shurima Empire. You may not have heard of this ancient empire—"

"Is it the one from more than 2000 years ago?"

A male mage with tough features in the crowd frowned and asked, his gray-green eyes naturally revealed deep sadness: "I read some from ancient magic books, didn't it die out long ago?"

Yo, anyone who has read magic books?

Li Weisi was slightly surprised, but remembering that he once attended a mage party in the sewer of Xiongdu, and the things mages traded there were all kinds of strange things, so it's not too strange.

He glanced over curiously, and indeed found that this mage was a little different from some of the mages just now,

He didn't have that kind of hatred or madness, but he looked like he was being tortured, and he didn't have the high-spirited temperament of mages in other regions.

"It has been reborn again." Levi said with a mysterious smile, without explaining too much.

"It stands to reason that as a Shurima diplomat, I don't have the power of the Demacia Kingdom to deal with prisoners, but I still have the power to fight back against the fugitives who actively attack me."

"Okay, according to what I just said, please give up your resistance. For Silas's sake, I will ask the king for adequate compensation. Don't forget Silas' last words, you carry the seeds of resistance. "

"What will you do with us?" someone asked.

"Just like I promised Silas."

Levi said calmly, "I will ask the king for pardon for killing the lord. After all, Viscount Heron Laurent is not very clean. But other than that, follow the laws of Demacia." manage."

As soon as these words came out, many people could see guilty expressions, and some whispered as if they were plotting something.

After joining Silas, except for some mages who were unwilling to harm innocent people, everyone else basically participated in massacres and looting.

From a historical point of view, this is very reasonable. After all, most civilians have not received any serious education, and these mages are still vengeful. Of course, this does not mean that they will not pay the price for this anti-human behavior.

Li Weisi took note of some people who looked uncomfortable, and then added: "Of course you can also plan another riot, but next time, I won't hold back."

With a wave of his hand, the thunderclouds weighing on everyone's hearts gradually dissipated, the sky light fell from the gaps in the clouds, the clouds rolled, the cold wind blew,

The spellcasters let go of their magic wands and looked at the sky in a daze. The fate that was already clear and clear, like the white light in the gap in the clouds, fell into chaos and confusion again.

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After that, things basically went step by step. The mages were temporarily imprisoned in the castle, but because there were too many of them, Lacus sent a guard to the nearest crowned noble to borrow troops.

The situation in the town of Merkle was not surprising. Except for some of the townspeople of Merkle who were mages who joined Silas' team, almost everyone was killed like slaughtering livestock, regardless of men, women, or children. This strengthened Li Weisi's determination to try these mages.

Maple Leaf Castle is also in a similar situation, the lord's family, servants and guards are all sent.

But in the final analysis, how to judge is the King of Demacia's own business. He can only suggest that if Jarvan III insists on acquitting them, he has nothing to do.

Probably because the interior of Maple Leaf Castle was a bit too bloody, Lacus and Levi chose to camp outside the castle that night. The Radiant Ambassadors did not want to rest inside the castle, and the guards stood guard on the city wall.