Noxus Glory

Chapter 97 Possessing a Sharp Weapon, a Killing Intent Arises!

In the dim light of night, the gentle sound of bells drifted through the air.

The brightly lit Immortal Fortress remains bustling during the day, with wide, well-connected streets teeming with people.

A magnificent group of buildings located near the center.

This is the noble district of the Noxian Empire. On the clean and tidy flat streets, you can see many people, as well as many city guards on patrol.

Walking southwest along the street, you will see a towering castle.

The shimmering lights shone on the dome, reflecting a dazzling brilliance onto the golden glazed tiles, creating an atmosphere of magnificence and elegance.

Beneath the glazed dome stand tall pillars, a spacious courtyard, and sprawling buildings.

All of this demonstrates the castle's distinguished status and majesty.

Meanwhile, the interior design of the castle is also unique, possessing both the solemnity and grandeur of the Noxian Empire and a simple and elegant artistic style.

An elegant corridor in the courtyard.

A butler dressed in a black suit, with an aged face, walked briskly, fine beads of sweat visible on his wrinkled cheeks.

"Your Excellency, urgent news has arrived." The elderly butler, with graying temples, bowed and spoke softly towards the magnificent room at the end of the corridor.

"What news?"

After a short wait, a drowsy voice came from the luxurious room.

This was accompanied by barking dogs and the sounds of animals tearing at their food.

"It seems the military has begun investigating the matter of the Imperial Pensions," the elderly butler said respectfully.

"Oh, you reacted so quickly?" The drowsy voice continued, getting to the heart of the matter.

"What went wrong?"

"According to the source, it was the Grey Wolves gang from the Grey Slums. They encountered several Noxian soldiers and lost many men, which led to the leak."

"Then let the Imperial Army get moving. Some of the peasants from the gutter can be slaughtered once they've had their fill."

"Alright. It's just that those Noxian soldiers are difficult to deal with." The old butler paused, then said hesitantly.

"Their battle group is General Darius's direct battle group."

"Difficult to handle? Is the price not enough?" The drowsy voice seemed to be waking up a bit, and it began to stroke the animals in the room, eliciting bursts of barking.

"Uh, I'm afraid it will attract General Darius's attention," the elderly butler said softly, wiping the cold sweat from his brow.

The name of the Hand of Noxus has long resounded throughout the empire.

Especially now that the chaos has just subsided, no one wants to provoke this imperial general who controls the vast majority of military power.

"Okay!" The sleepy voice sounded somewhat helpless.

"Then let's change direction. Since we can't deal with these Noxian soldiers who have just come from the battlefield, let's deal with the people who caused the problem."

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements as soon as possible," the elderly butler replied.

"Yes, I'll make sure my hands and feet are clean. I don't want to leave any trace at this moment."

"If necessary..."

Gulp! Gulp!

Inside the luxurious room, the sudden barking and swallowing of dogs drowned out their conversation.

In the end, only the old butler was seen, and he hurriedly left.

Outside the capital of Noxus, at a hill camp.

As dawn broke, the darkness of night was gradually replaced by the soft light of sunrise.

A light mist gradually enveloped the entire campsite, drifting with the cold wind, creating a refreshing and tranquil atmosphere.

Waaaaah! Waaaaah! Waaaaah!

Suddenly, a dull horn sounded, breaking the tranquility of the dawn.

Huo Jixing exited his introspective state, opened his crimson eyes, and looked at the completely revived camp, realizing that something had happened.

He donned armor and a long sword hung at his waist.

He immediately went downstairs and saw the sword-wielding boy, Heini, who was fully prepared and ready to go.

The two left their residence together and walked quickly along the narrow streets, encountering solemn-looking Noxian soldiers along the way.

"Have we entered a state of war?" Huo Jixing asked thoughtfully.

It seems Wilson is acting quickly; the Imperial Army has begun a thorough investigation into the pension issue and has instructed the Northern War Group outside to prepare.

"As expected of Darius, the fact that he embezzled the pension funds has provoked his anger."

Just as they arrived at the camp gate, they happened to see someone they knew.

Captain Fa Rong!

He was the commander of the hill camp.

Huo Jixing looked at Captain Farong, who was wearing silver-gray heavy armor and holding a chain hammer, and his expression became puzzled.

"Star!" Captain Farong walked up to Huo Jixing and spoke in a deep voice.

"Lord Ben, is there anything I can help you with?" Huo Jixing asked, his gaze falling on the Noxian soldiers behind Captain Farong who were closing the camp's giant gate.

"There's been a problem with DeWitt!"

Upon hearing Captain Farong's deep voice, Huo Jixing narrowed his eyes instantly and gripped the hilt of his knife tightly with his left hand.

"Don't joke around."

As Huo Jixing spoke, his expression darkened, revealing an undisguised, naked killing intent.

He glanced at Captain Faron, then looked at the tightly closed camp gate, before turning and leaving quickly to DeWitt's residence.

It seems that the martial law in the camp was not only due to Wilson's orders, but also because there were problems within the camp itself.

Camp rest area.

Hoji Star stood silently in front of a sturdy wooden house, surrounded by Noxian martial law.

The door opened from the inside, revealing a lot of blood splattered on the clean and tidy floor, where Moore's widow's body lay cold and lifeless.

The child in her arms, who looked almost like a skeleton, had also completely lost the breath of life.

Even in the face of death, Moore's widow protected her children, but ultimately could not stop death from coming.

Near the wooden door, two Noxian soldiers, clad in armor and armed with weapons, lay quietly, also dead.

However, it doesn't seem like there are any fatal injuries.

"Suicide by poison!" Captain Farong kicked the corpses of two Noxian soldiers and spoke in a deep voice.

"The fatal wound confirms that Moore's widow was killed by the two men."

"DeWitt was also ambushed by them and suffered a heart injury. He is currently receiving emergency treatment, but his condition is relatively optimistic."

Huo Jixing took several deep breaths to suppress his nearly out-of-control emotions.

"Tsk tsk, their arms are really long, they can reach into the camp!" He looked at Captain Farong, his expression calm as still water.

"I will give you an explanation!" Captain Farong said solemnly.

As the camp commander, he must be held responsible for the actions of his soldiers.

The orders that came down late last night made Captain Farong realize that what was happening before him was not simple.

He turned and walked behind him, giving instructions to his guards. Then, one by one, the guards ran in different directions to convey Captain Farong's orders.

"I'll wait for your news!" Huo Jixing said to Captain Fa Rong, who had returned.

Immediately afterwards, he took the sword boy Henney and left the rest area.

Captain Farong looked at Huo Jixing's retreating figure, and was about to take a step to catch up, but hesitated for a moment and chose to watch Huo Jixing leave.

Back to the residence.

Huo Jixing looked up at the clear sky, then at the martial law camp, and shook his head slightly.

"Heini, go get your weapon oil, I need it!"

"Yes, sir!"

Heini sensed the suppressed emotions deep within Huo Jixing's heart and quickly ran back to his room to retrieve his collection of weapon oil.

Clang!

Huo Jixing drew his long sword from his waist, looked at his crimson eyes reflected in the blade, and spoke softly.

"Can a slum gang really influence the Noxian camp?"

Perhaps the joke was too funny, Huo Jixing couldn't help but chuckle softly.

He laughed heartily as he took the weapon oil from Heini and applied it to his longsword.

The weapon oil was spread out and carefully applied little by little along the slender blade, including the handle and the blade itself.

Then, use a clean white cloth to gently wipe it until it shines with a chilling gleam.

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