People in the League, Masters of Time Management

The existing strength in the city is not enough to fight against the army of magicians, and it will take at least a day for the army outside the city to rush back.

This riot will eventually be bloody.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. We will definitely protect you!" said a general in armor.

The old king looked at him, and the corner of his mouth gradually turned into a bitter arc, "You can protect me for one day, but can you protect me for two or three days?"

"We only need to persist for one day, and the army outside the city will arrive, and then wipe out all the rebellious magicians!" The general responded.

"One day?" The old king smiled meaningfully. "One day is not enough...don't waste your energy on me, child. Go and protect my people in Demacia, they need help more than me."

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it, let's go."

The old king walked slowly to the window and looked down.A large number of magicians have gathered outside the palace, probably as many as five hundred or more.

They were passionate and aggressive, and their faces were filled with hatred for the nobles and yearning for freedom.

"Keep the main gate and protect Dawn Castle!" Jarvan IV also saw this horrific sight, and quickly ordered to other ministers:

"Take the king to the chambers. And... take my armor."

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Outside the palace, Mubai, Lax, and Sona are hiding in an alley and "watching a play".

The army of magicians and the palace guards were fighting fiercely. Countless brilliant magic lights and heart-piercing roars were mixed together, and the scene was very chaotic.

"Are we going to keep watching like this?" Lux asked sadly, "Why can't we stop this riot?"

"Blocking must be stopped, but we must pay attention to the method."

In contrast, Mu Bai seemed very calm, as if even if the end of the world outside had nothing to do with him.

"Well...it's almost time. Now you sneak into the palace through the back door, and go directly to His Majesty the King."

"Eh? Why?"

"I don't have time to explain the specific situation to you now... In short, do as I say, the king is in danger."

"...Okay." Lux nodded, and then ran away from the other side of the alley with the equally confused Sona.

Mu Bai continued to stay in place and observe secretly.

The palace guards are clearly at a disadvantage...

The front door was breached...

Magicians poured in...

"Demacia!"

Just when the mages were about to occupy the front hall of Dawn Castle, a golden spear fell from the sky, instantly picking up several mages standing in front.

Golden helmet, golden armor, golden spear... The person who came was the Prince of Demacia, Jarvan IV.

"You traitors! Where is the leader of the rebellion?" He snapped, holding a spear. "Come out, Silas!"

The group of magicians were really frightened by Jarvan IV's aura, until a man with a naked upper body and chained hands walked out from the crowd.

"Hey, little Wang Zier? What orders does the Wang family have for me?" Silas bowed and saluted, his slightly exaggerated movements were full of mockery.

"It's over, mage!" Jarvan IV frowned, pointing his spear at him, "Your rebellion farce is over!"

"You misunderstood, little Jarvan. This is not my rebellion."

Silas raised his hands and gave a standard French military salute, the yin and yang meaning was beyond words.

"We are equal, there are no leaders, no followers... and no bitter-faced kings on the podium."

Hearing this, Jarvan IV frowned even deeper, "You don't know the king's good intentions at all, you only see the surface..."

"Yes, on the surface." Silas laughed. "The surface is that you imprisoned us, then oppressed us, abused us, and then put on a look of thinking about the world and said that we only saw the surface."

"You do not understand……"

"I don't have to understand either."

"If that's the case... then I'll have to wrong you and go to the dungeon to rest for a while!" Jarvan IV swung his spear sharply, pointing it at the opponent's throat.

Silas let out a cold snort of disdain, raised his arms and greeted him.

Dawn Castle has stood for hundreds of years, and the magic power contained in those forbidden magic stone brick walls is extremely huge, and he is like a fish in water fighting here.

"Go to hell, you arrogant bastard!"

The forbidden magic stone chain guided all the surrounding magic power, and then blasted all at Jarvan IV at once.

This unreasonable power shocked everyone present.

Jarvan IV's painful wailing made all the palace guards feel desperate, while the magicians shouted excitedly.

"How weak... Is this the so-called royal blood?"

Silas approached Jarvan IV step by step, and the magic stone chain in his hand was crackled by him.

But just as he was about to execute the other party, a smiling young man suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"You can't kill this man, Silas." The young man drew out his long knife with extraordinary momentum. "Listen to my advice, go back first. There is still room for negotiation."

"Who are you? The little prince's dog?" Silas didn't stop.

In this place full of magic, he fears no one.

The young man shrugged and said with a smile:

"My name is Mubai."

Chapter 71 I really like a sentence from Sword Demon______

Dawn Castle, King's Chambers.

The old King Jarvan III looked at the chaotic scene outside the palace, and a burst of strong regret and annoyance welled up in his heart.

If I hadn't delegated such a large amount of power back then...if I had had the courage...

Everything is too late.

A sigh was born from the bottom of my heart, and then released from my mouth and nose.Under the projection of the candlelight, Jarvan III's aged body looked extremely small, and he couldn't even tell whether it was the silhouette of the king or the miniature of the kingdom.

The riots outside the palace continued, the sound of fighting and roaring mixed together, and the mount of the Demacia chief ran rampant in the chaos, forming an unstoppable straight line.

"You shouldn't have come." Jarvan III turned around, looking at the two girls in front of the door, his heart ached for a moment.

A young girl from the Crownguard family, a young girl from the Bouvier family, are only seventeen or eighteen years old, it is too dangerous and a pity to stay here...

"We must ensure your safety, Your Majesty." There was no fear in Lux's voice, but loyalty. "This is our duty."

Jarvan III shook his head.

He had heard of the two little girls, and knew they could do magic.But after all, they are too immature, how can they resist those mages who are dazzled by anger?

Moreover, those who want to take their own lives are far more than those oppressed magicians...

"It's just... I don't understand one thing." Lux said again, "Why did you send the general manager to deliver the letter at this critical moment?"

"Because..." Jarvan III hesitated for a moment, but still planned to tell the truth—after all, the few people here probably won't see the sunrise tomorrow, so there is nothing to hide.

"Because time is short. I must be responsible for the mistakes I have made, and I will order the demon seekers to suspend the search to prevent the conflict from further aggravating."

"Then there's no need to be in a hurry...?" Lux still didn't understand.

It won't matter if it's a few hours late to suspend the search, right?

"Yes." Jarvan III sat down slowly, showing a kind smile, his cloudy but energetic eyes were fixed on the badge on the opponent's chest.

The crest of the Crownguard family.

"Okay." Lux stopped worrying about this problem, and concentrated on guarding both sides of the gate with Sona.

Time passed by, and there was no abnormal sound outside the door, but the old king's expression became more and more dignified.

About half an hour later, the door was finally knocked again.

The two palace guards stepped forward under the signal of the old king.But as soon as they put their hands on the doorknob, a long sword suddenly stabbed in.

The gate was pierced, and the necks of the two guards were instantly cut open.

"There are assassins!" Lux immediately became alert, approaching the old king while raising her cane, and Sona on the side also picked up the guqin.

The next moment, several masked assassins broke through the gate, their intentions being self-evident.

"Huh? Mage?" The leading assassin guessed their identities as soon as they saw Lacus and Sona. "Didn't you think that our respected king would secretly take in Mage?"

Jarvan III looked calm and said nothing, as if he was ready to die.

He wanted to use his own death to force the Kingdom Council and the head of the Demon Seekers to force them to stop hunting for magicians.

It's just a pity for these two little girls...

"Don't even think about harming His Majesty!" Lux held up her cane, and the compressed light gathered in her palm.

Sona plucked the strings again, and the magical music lingered in everyone's ears.

"Tsk tsk, magic..." But the leading assassin didn't panic.

He unhurriedly took out a forbidden magic stone, and the magic of the two girls dissipated instantly.

"Besides magic, do you two have any other means?"

A look of panic flashed across Lux's eyes, and was quickly replaced by jokes.

"We don't, but someone does."

Boom—!The window of the inner room burst open suddenly, and a purple figure rushed in from the outside.

"To deal with you, street lights are enough."

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Castle of Dawn, front hall.

Silas stared at the young man named Mu Bai in front of him, and became very interested.

He could feel that the other party was also a magician—his magic power was very strong, even stronger than the magic power contained in Galen's sword.

If you can absorb it all and keep it for yourself...

It's such a wonderful feeling that just thinking about it makes people want to stop...

"You and I are the same kind of people." Silas said, "Join me, and we will become the true masters of Demacia."

"Your starting point is good, but the method is not right." Mu Bai shook his head, "It's better to stop, you can have a good talk with the king."

"The king? The tyrant? He doesn't deserve it!"

"Demacia is not the king's Demacia. You hate the wrong man, Silas."

"Don't talk to me about those nonsense! Join me, the dawn of victory is just before dawn!"

"Hey... alright." Mu Bai sighed, and walked forward slowly.He knows the opponent's tricks, but he is not afraid of the opponent's tricks.

"You want my magic, don't you? Take it, as much as you want."

Hearing this, Silas couldn't help laughing, "He who knows current affairs is a master, Mr. Mu Bai. Your wisdom is as amazing as your magic power."

The conversation between the two was clearly heard by Jarvan IV, no matter how slow he was, he could guess that Mu Bai possessed magic power.

"Don't!" he yelled hastily, "Sylas will take your power! He won't let you go!"

But Mu Bai turned a deaf ear to his advice, and didn't stop until he reached Silas.

The magicians around burst into titters, probably mocking Mubai's ignorance and stupidity:

A scumbag like you, even if you are a magician, you will be spurned by others, and you still want to sell your master for glory?Ridiculous, too ridiculous.

"Come on." Mu Bai ignored the ridicule of others, and stretched out his right hand to Silas.

"Thank you for your support and gift, Mr. Mu Bai."

Silas gave a poor chivalry salute, and shook hands.

In just a split second, he felt that the huge magic power in the opponent's body was continuously being transmitted.

So powerful and so alluring!