Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"Welcome to Zaun, two late-night visitors."

Among them, the short man stepped forward, holding up his unique white mohawk hairstyle, with a curious expression on his face.

"I'm Ike, this is Pete, and the people above let us come here to meet the two of you."

Ike looked at the two beautiful girls in front of him, who had no Zaun at all.

However, he noticed a few details.

From Seraphine, he could smell Zaun. It was a smell of chemical gas, more or less common to anyone who had lived in Zaun before.

But the other, he was a little uncertain. In Orianna's beautiful eye sockets, there were not black and white eyes, but a pair of light blue eyeballs, and the bottom of the eyes was still shining with dark blue light.

This pair of eyes... he seems to have seen it somewhere... more than once.

"Hello, I'm Seraphine, and this is Orianna. It's a pleasure to be in Zaun, it's better than I thought."

Seraphine opened her big bright eyes and winked mischievously at Ike.

The soul singing of the other party was all about saving Zaun, and the silent Pete was also full of love for Zaun.

Oh, is this the real Zaun! ? Sure enough, it was a little different from what she thought.

Several people walked towards the interior of Zaun, and Orianna also got off the tablet, but she was still habitually silent, but Seraphine asked with great interest:

"Mr. Ike, it's so cool of you to dress up, are you the marshals defending Zaun?"

"Call me Ike, we don't talk about Piltover's etiquette. I'm a police officer in the second police team, similar to a law enforcement officer, but there are many differences. We don't care about birth, as long as you are ancestors. Anren can join us!"

Ike pointed to the Zaun logo on his iron armor with approval on his face.

He also didn't expect that in just half a day, his impression of Zaan was greatly changed.

Help the poor, provide jobs to those in need, and contribute to the fresh air and sweet water in Zaun's future.

He had never felt life so full.

"Hehe, Ike, you will definitely become Zaun's Camille in the future!"

Seraphine stood on the tablet, carried forward, her face full of freshness of the unknown.

"Wait, who are you talking about?" Ike suddenly widened his eyes.

"Ms. Camille, Piltover's best law enforcement officer." Seraphine covered her mouth and smiled.

She heard Ike's soul singing the song of recalling the past. Although she didn't know why the other party linked Camille and Orianna, it didn't prevent her from giving this cute boy a little hint.

Hearing this name, Ike's whole body shuddered, and his face appeared suddenly.

Oh, on Zaun, he remembered!

It was Camille, the quiet girl's eyes were exactly the same as Camille's.

He had heard Vi, who was still living in Piltover, mention that Camille's eyes were originally sapphire blue, but the back turned pale blue because of the hex crystal transplanted as the heart.

So... the girl in front of me...

He was horrified into the bottom of his heart, trying to keep his body calm, and forced himself to keep his voice as usual:

"I've heard Ms. Camille's name, and I want to be as great as she is. We're in the dark alley now!"

Seraphine covered her mouth lightly as she listened to the singing of the other party's soul.

This boy is really interesting. When he mentioned Heixiang, the soul of the other party suddenly became different, and his singing was full of sadness of memories.

Who is Wei? Who is Shirko? Who is Benso?

Oh, what a song full of love and hatred, so sad.

"What is Heixiang? Why is it named Hei?"

Seraphine asked excitedly while listening to the song sung by the soul of the other party.

"Black Alley was originally the darkest place in Zaun, because the pollution here is the most serious, no matter it is day or night, there is no blue sky here, and there is no light in the sky." Ike explained.

When he explained, he thought of the time when he lived in a black alley. Bitter memories are often memorable.

"But now you can still see the stars in the sky."

Seraphine pointed to the sky, and through the gaps in the dense buildings, she could see a bright star twinkling in the sky.

"Yeah... I can see the stars now." Ike's expression was inexplicable, and his tone was sighed.

He never thought that one day he could see the starry sky in the black alley, which should belong to Piltover.

"Mr. Viktor came back with the technology he learned from Piltover, and in just one month, it completely changed the place. It also made the people of Zaun understand that this land is not completely hopeless."

Ike remembered the figure he saw in the afternoon. The other party was wrapped in iron and couldn't see his face, but he could hear from the other party's voice that Victor had a heart that loved Zaun.

At least in his enthusiasm for Zaun, Viktor was exactly like their native Zaun.

"Everyone admires him very much, and I really want to see him with my own eyes."

Seraphine opened her lovely big eyes and listened to the music of the Zaun souls around her.

Zaun...really was not what she imagined.

"Ike

, I keep hearing from you about the old Zaun, what did that look like? "

She is a little curious about this. Every soul in the past will mention this. When it is mentioned, the voices of the souls are full of resistance, but they still can't get around it.

"Once Zaun?"

Ike's walking figure paused slightly, with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes:

"The rubbish heaps of Piltover's murder, the rivers infected with industrial sewage, and the air smells of rot and acrid."

"I can't imagine that smell, in the air now..."

Seraphine's nose moved slightly, and her face was full of satisfaction:

"It has a faint floral scent."

"This is the air freshener developed by Mr. Victor, and Zaun will be better under his leadership." Ike sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Hee hee, Zaun is such a beautiful city now. But I think his change comes not only from Mr. Victor, but from each of you who love Zaun."

Seraphine tilted her head and squinted as she listened to the singing of Ike's soul, and repeated it:

"It doesn't matter who the ruler of Zaan is, what matters is that we who were born in Zaan arouse the enthusiasm for building our hometown, and each of us is willing to contribute to our hometown."

"You are also from Zaun?"

The other party's words spoke to Ike's heart, and he couldn't help asking hesitantly.

"Huh?" Seraphine blinked, thinking that she forgot to change the words, and hurriedly explained, "My parents are from Zaun, and this is half my hometown. First time here, really Surprisingly good."