I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

In her mind, what she would be escorting were supplies, provisions, or armor and equipment...

I never expected it to be these strange things.

What exactly is this?

A hint of confusion flashed in Riven's eyes.

"Commander Riven, the general has ordered that you only need to transport these things to their destination and are not allowed to interfere with anything else!"

A messenger spoke to Riven in a chilling voice.

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Riven's eyes grew even more uneasy.

But military orders are absolute, and as a soldier, Riven forced herself to suppress the uneasy feelings in her heart.

As the wheels of the cart rolled forward, destiny headed towards an unknown destination.

.............

Starting from the port of Presidio, following the coastline along the province of Vanali and then through the province of Baru, one can reach Zivinia, the capital of the province of Zivinia.

A small boat drifted in from afar; this little boat was quite peculiar.

There were neither sails nor oars in sight.

However, it sailed steadily and slowly along the coast. The speed was not fast, but it was not slow either. Compared with other small boats of the same type, it was much faster.

"Master, what are those people doing?"

On the small boat, a pretty young girl pointed to the shore not far away, where a large group of people were gathered together, and asked the man next to her a question.

"They are holding a festival."

"The purpose is to ask God for mercy in order to get what they want."

The man explained calmly, but his explanation only raised new questions for the girl.

Why do the prayers of mortals lead to the gods granting them what they desire?

"If it were me, I wouldn't."

"Because I don't like their behavior."

The girl stared at the shore, at the strange behavior of the people, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.

"Silly girl, things can't be generalized."

"Not all gods like festivals held by mortals, even if there are gods who do like such festivals."

"It doesn't necessarily mean that blessings will be bestowed."

The man smiled, and his explanation left the girl with a look of half-understanding.

"Mortals need gods."

"Gods don't need mortals; they only need mortals to feel that they need them."

"There are many emotions that can trigger this kind of relationship, and it doesn't necessarily have to be heartfelt worship."

"Furthermore, sometimes the things we can't have are the best things."

"If it is obtained too easily, it will cause these mortals to disregard the authority of God."

Seeing that the girl still seemed a little confused, the man explained further.

Only then did the girl finally show a look of sudden realization.

............

The man and woman were none other than Foygo and his first disciple, Syndra.

Since the day the girl successfully became an apprentice, in order to facilitate her training, Foygo took Sindra in a small boat and headed towards the province of Galin.

Along the way, Foygo naturally did his part in giving the girl a lecture, “7’,6’''3:4,?8:!zero!."1:5?7”.

Fóyego's teachings to the girls were not about how to be a "human being," but about how to be a "god."

There is no doubt that the girl named Syndra has such potential.

What Fryego needs to do is guide the girl so that she can go further and further down this path.

Gradually, the small boat came to rest on the shore.

Foygo, with Sindra, landed at the port of a city called Zivinia.

During this time, Folgo taught Syndra a lot, and Syndra learned it very quickly.

Folyago chose to take Syndra into the mortal world, using his words and actions to inspire her with new perspectives.

The reason for choosing to head towards Zhiyun Province is that Noxus's invasion of Ionia is about to enter its second phase.

Foygo's plan also needs to be implemented gradually.

Bringing Syndra along was also to teach the girl the means of becoming a god.

Fryegrass's pieces are scattered throughout the Noxian army that is fighting against Ionia.

These pieces would periodically send messages to Feuergo through the channels of the Order of the Dawn.

At this point, based on this information, Fryegor knew that Noxus's invasion of Ionia had reached a critical stage.

It is very likely that from this stage onwards, the seeds of rebellion will be sown in Ionia, and Noxus's invasion will no longer be as easy as before.

The slowdown in Noxus's expansion is something no one can afford to ignore.

That is—LeBlanc.

Therefore, LeBlanc will inevitably take some action during this period.

According to Fryego's intelligence, this action is imminent...

Of course, Fryego couldn't let LeBlanc have her way.

Therefore, Feuergo will completely thwart LeBlanc's plan in the province of Chivan, thereby clearing out LeBlanc's pieces and kicking her out of the game.

At the same time, Fryego will also bring the situation in Ionia completely under his control.

.............

At sea, the main naval fleet led by Dukur had already laid an ambush in the territorial waters fifty nautical miles off the coast of Zhiyun Province.

Dukur stood on the deck, gazing in the direction of the Galin province, seemingly waiting for something.

To reach the opposite province of Zhiyun from the province of Galin, one needs to cross a strait of about four hundred nautical miles.

This distance would be reduced to 200 nautical miles if starting from the Nissanthara Forest.

However, this forest has always been the territory of the Vastayan, and if the Ionians enter it easily, they will be attacked by the Vastayan.

(The Vastaya are a half-human race similar to orcs.)

The smartest thing Duguer did was that, to this day, he has not invaded any Vastayan territory in the Galin province.

The Ionians in the previous Galin province had also sought help from the Vastaya, but their request was rejected outright.

As for the Ionian saying about "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold," the Vastaya didn't listen to it at all.

The Ionians and Vastaya are not a united front.

In fact, the Vastaya were originally the native inhabitants of the continent of Ionia, and humans were merely later arrivals.

However, as the number of humans on the Ionia territory increases, the Vastaya's living space becomes increasingly precarious.

The Vastaya did have their share of dirty dealings with the Ionians during this period.

In the end, however, it was the Vastaya who lost.

The Vastaya remained unmoved by the Ionians' plea for help.

After all, in the eyes of the Vastaya, "Ionia" and "Noxus" are the same.

No matter who rules Galin, as long as 3.4 doesn't provoke them, it's all the same.

Therefore, the only way for the people of Galin province to retreat was from the more distant Pallas Temple beach.

It takes a full four hundred nautical miles to reach Tuleng, the province of Zhiyun, on the other side of the strait.

At the speed of ships in Galin province, it would take a full ten hours to travel.

Three hours earlier, Dukur had led his naval warships to block the route to Tulung coast within fifty nautical miles.

In fact, besides Tuleng, the Noxian navy had already been lying in ambush at the other two ports in Zhiyun Province that were adjacent to Galin Province.

The purpose is also very simple.

—Sink and drive away the Ionian ships that have fled here.

"General, they've arrived!"

"Please give the order!"

Suddenly, a messenger spoke to Dukur.

Upon hearing this, Dukur's lips curled into an evil smile.

"very good!"