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"According to the original plan, we could use Jarvan IV to exchange for Demacia's decision not to go to war."

"In order to launch a war against Ionia."

"But now..."

Mars hesitated before speaking, then said that as Darkwell's confidant, he was the only one who could speak to Darkwell at this moment.

Mars's implication is beyond doubt.

With the loss of Jarvan IV, the Empire could not afford the cost of fighting on three fronts simultaneously.

Canceling the invasion of Ionia is undoubtedly the most reasonable option at present.

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"The proposal to wage war against Ionia must continue and must not be stopped."

"Darkwell said somberly, his dark, old eyes sweeping over everyone."

The underlying threat and subtle madness made everyone afraid to harbor the slightest disobedience.

"But now that Jarvan IV is gone, what if Demacia sends an army to invade?"

Mars asked hesitantly, since Swain was not attending the meeting, he was the only person who could speak to Darkwell.

In this situation, he had no choice but to ask.

"Hehehehe..."

"Isn't there a man named Leon Gurez?"

"Then let him block it!"

Darkwell spoke in a sinister tone, the malice in his eyes almost palpable.

Everyone unanimously recalled the unpleasant ending of the last meeting.

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice; without soldiers at his disposal, how can one person possibly withstand the vast army of Demacia?

Perhaps only God can stop it.

The dignified Noxian Grand General publicly humiliated the Imperial Generals at the Imperial Supreme Command Conference, disregarding the safety of the Empire because of personal grudges involving 27 individuals.

Darkwell's actions sent a chill down everyone's spine.

He has gone completely insane!

But now, with the intervention of various forces, the empire has embarked on a wrong path.

Now, there is no one left who can turn the tide.

This is the inevitable trend of the empire, and no one can stop it.

"Three days, I'll give you three days."

"If I do not see Jarvan IV in three days."

"Then bring me your head."

Finally, Darkwell cast a chilling glance at General Hass, a look that sent a shiver down Hass's spine.

"Yes!"

Has had no other choice but to grit his teeth and agree.

..........

Overnight, for some unknown reason, the Immortal Fortress fell into a state of lockdown.

Amidst the bewildered gazes of the people, the Immortal Fortress completely restricted everyone's entry and exit.

To this day, the Empire has still not provided a reasonable explanation for concealing the news of Jarvan IV's escape from prison.

Meanwhile, the streets of Immortal Fortress were filled with soldiers rampaging about, searching for something every day.

Faced with this, people at the bottom of society can only feel angry but dare not speak out.

But for the nobility, the news of Jarvan IV's escape from prison was not exactly a secret.

The so-called "closed" nature of the Immortal Fortress had a very limited impact on the nobles.

The nobleman's mansions remained brightly lit every night, hosting parties and balls all night long.

No matter how fierce the war is outside the window, there are always some places where peace and prosperity reign.

Tonight is an extremely important night for the imperial aristocracy.

The renowned noble family of the Empire, the Zofis family, will hold a succession ceremony for the head of the family tonight.

Throughout the empire, every noble, large or small, who was even remotely respectable, received an invitation from the Zofis family.

This has resulted in the streets of Immortal Fortress being filled with luxurious carriages heading in one direction of the city.

..........

Hass watched the coming and going of noble carriages and horses, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

Right now, it's during this special period that Jarvan IV has escaped from prison and gone missing.

Even so, the Zoffis family continued to do as they pleased, showing no regard for the empire's ban.

This enraged Haas, as finding Jarvan IV was crucial to his career and Xiang Shang's life.

But as soon as Haas thought about the background of the Zoffis family, a look of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

Zoffis is indeed someone he can't afford to offend right now.

Normally, he might not be so afraid, but now...

Has's eyes held a flicker of uncertainty.

Even in a dog-eat-dog empire, Zofis would definitely be at the top of the food chain.

Has turned around angrily and shouted at his soldiers.

"Search! Search every inch of the earth!"

"If you can't find it, search for it tonight!"

As Hass roared in anger, the soldiers dispersed again and began searching house to house for the whereabouts of Jarvan IV.

Of course, they would subconsciously avoid the manors of nobles.

........

The magnificent estate is filled with exotic flowers and plants, as well as exquisite ornaments.

Countless servants dressed in deacons stood on both sides of the road, ready to assist the arriving guests.

Inside the brightly lit castle, a grand ball is about to begin, with melodious music playing from the castle all the way to the manor.

The sound of this comfortable and luxurious environment makes everyone feel relaxed.

Today marks the anniversary of the succession of the Zoffis family, a Noxian noble family with a history spanning nearly a thousand years.

When it comes to Zoffis, everyone in the empire knows him.

As a military empire that constantly yearns for expansion, the generals do indeed wield considerable power within the empire.

However, this does not mean that the status of nobles in the empire becomes insignificant.

The various noble families within the empire held sway over the empire's economic and political power.

To some extent, the nobility exerted a kind of constraint on generals who were fighting abroad, and even on the throne.

Zofis was a top figure among the nobility.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they held the lifeline of the empire in their hands.

The entire empire's forging and mining industries belong to the Zoffis family.

The importance of weaponry and military equipment to a military empire is self-evident, and based on this, the Zoffis family wields a terrifying influence over the empire.

As more and more guests arrived, the manor gradually became lively.

The nobles who were acquainted with each other greeted one another, presented gifts to today's hosts, and offered their heartfelt blessings.

After a while, it gradually got dark.

As some important figures gradually made their appearance, everyone knew that the banquet was about to reach a crucial moment.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a very thin man with a somewhat effeminate air appeared in everyone's sight.

His long, golden hair cascaded down his sides, and his well-tailored blue tuxedo made him appear even more noble and extraordinary. His lake-blue eyes held a subtle elegance.

He is a rare handsome man; anyone who sees him for the first time would probably think the same thing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for gracing us with your presence at the Zoffis Inheritance Ceremony."

The handsome man slowly bowed to the crowd in front of him, a gesture that was flawless from any angle.

The nobles spontaneously burst into applause.

The man looked at the scene before him, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.