The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

"Mr. Colin, you also know that our Senator Tallis is busy recruiting workers recently, so I would like to ask your opinion on this matter."

Mel put on a polite smile on the corner of his mouth. Knowing that the other party was not in good health, he deliberately asked the butler behind him to help him to a stone bench and sit down.

"Opinion?" Colin coughed twice, no doubt he had expressed his own opinion, "Congressman Tallis has a good idea, I also think Piltover needs to be more energetic, but... "

Speaking of which, Colin had an embarrassed look on his face, he hesitated for a while and didn't speak.

"Can you be more specific? If it's my problem, I also need you to correct me. I remember when I was an apprentice, I was in a hurry. You and Orianna have always pointed out my mistakes bluntly."

Jace felt something was wrong in his heart, and looked at Colin expectantly.

"Recently, a lot of things have happened in Piltover. First, Zaun became independent. Ordinary people don't feel this deeply, so our Workshop Street has been affected. After all, our suppliers are all from Zaun."

Colin was still a little hesitant, but after seeing Jace's sincere face, he sighed and continued:

"Later, I heard that a congressman died, and the people above said that he died from the terrorist attack in Zaun, but we didn't really believe it in our hearts."

"Why? That thing was indeed done by the Zaun." Jace's expression changed slightly.

"Member Tallis... have you been to Zaun?" Colin asked.

"Let's call me Jace. I always remember the time when I was an apprentice. As for Zaun, I have been with Victor a few times, and it was really messy there, and people didn't want to stay longer." road.

"Yeah, it's messy and bad...it used to be the slum in Piltover. I've been there many times for work and I understand they have their own rules of survival and they don't attack MPs for no reason." Colin muttered.

"Why?" Jace was incredulous. "The Council has never lied."

They have never deceived the people below, so why are they unbelieving.

"We understand, so we guessed that it was a certain congressman or some big man in Piltover who completely angered Zaun. After that, Ms. Camille also clarified the matter, so..." Colin's eyes were a little dodged. .

"So you think we're cheating? No, more precisely inducement? Are we actually eager to start a war?"

Jace laughed a little angrily. With Zaan's dazzling threat in front of him, why are there always people who can't see it?

"I don't know these things. Senator Jess, we don't want war. In fact, everyone is very puzzled. We have already declared Zaun's independence. , will they really attack us?"

After coughing twice, it seemed that he felt that his time was running out. Colin boldly expressed his thoughts.

He didn't believe that Zaun would attack Piltover at all. Whether they dashed or destroyed the bridge, they were all for independence. It would be too late to manage their own territory, so how could they attack Piltover.

What did you do with Piltover? It's hard to hope for life, and then everyone perishes together?

"This..."

Jace opened his mouth slightly, looking at Colin's retreating back, his face couldn't help but feel a little more disappointed.

"Do you understand something?"

Mel, who had not said a word, put his hand on Jace's shoulder and asked with a pursed mouth.

"No matter what Zaun thinks, our people don't want war at all, or they would rather give in or give in." Jace looked confused, "This is the real reason we can't recruit people, and now I'm suspicious. Are you fighting for Piltover?"

He suddenly realized when he heard Colin's words, the people below didn't think they were protecting Piltover at all, but felt that they were the source of the trouble.

In other words, the people don't care about the consequences of Zaun's rise at all, and they don't care whether Zaun wants to be independent at all. They just simply don't want to get involved in the war, and they don't want to fight to protect the city.

"War is not glory, Jace. This is not Noxus."

Mel put his hand on Jace's shoulder and understood the other person's feelings very well.

It's like she still can't agree with her mother's thoughts.

She still remembered that when she was a child, her mother took her on an expedition to a small city in Shurima.

After the Noxian army slaughtered the town's living force in the sand, her mother asked her a question:

Facing the nobles and royal family of this small town, is it killing or mercy?

She was very impressed by this matter. At that time, she chose kindness, thinking that it would be good for the empire.

But the result was just the opposite. Her mother taught her a lesson and killed everyone with her own hands.

Looking at the blood flowing on the ground, Mel knew from that moment that he did not belong to Noxus.

For Noxus, blood means merit, and war means glory.

Only by continuous conquest and continuous killing can we gain more glory and climb to a higher position.

As for the current commander of the Northern Front~www.NovelMTL.com~ the iron-blooded general of the Empire, Darius, who has the title of the Hand of Noxus.

She grew up listening to each other's stories, and the other party was born humble, even more humble than ordinary people.

But step by step on the mountain of corpses, the commander who climbed from the unknown to the top. Relying on the glory accumulated over and over again, every scar on his body is a testimony to the victory of the war.

After that, she was assigned to Piltover, a city where peace and progress coexist.

It was Piltover who made her understand that not every place was Noxus. The weak also have their own soil for survival. Even if they do not rely on war, the people of Piltover can live well.

The price paid is not much, but compared to letting the public lick blood at any time, this kind of payment satisfies everyone.

"Do you know why Ms. Camille went to Zaun to carry out the beheading plan that night?"

Mel broke away from the memory and asked suddenly with a smile.

"Why? Because the Philos family's crystal mine is in Zaun?" Jace subconsciously thought of those councillors who only cared about interests.

"Her situation is not that small." Mel shook his head, dumbfounded, "That's because she understands that this is the last chance to unite Piltover."

"The last time? Why?" Jace's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't quite agree with this idea in his heart.

If successful that night, it will undoubtedly strengthen everyone's confidence, and this confidence will allow them to face any new challenges.

But even if they failed that time, they still have the next chance, the next chance. Piltover has always been a progressive and progressive city, and that will never change.

He wanted to know why Mel came to such a conclusion.