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A document was quickly sent to every Demon Hunter branch in Demacia.

"What? The Demon Hunters are disbanding?" A guard in a Demon Hunters prison exclaimed in shock.

"What will happen to the prisoners in these jails?"

"It's said they'll be given compensation, and besides letting them go home, there seems to be another option."

"Would these people be willing to do that?"

"Who knows?"

......

In the dark, sunless prison, a man wearing heavy shackles and with disheveled hair suddenly raised his head after hearing these words.

"Compensation? What a joke!" the man spat out through clenched teeth. "More than a decade! What compensation could possibly make up for the more than a decade I've lost?"

"Just you wait, those who harmed me, wait until I break free of my cage!"

......

Inside the Hall of Valor, Jarvan III was meeting with nobles who objected to the lifting of the ban on magic.

"Your Majesty, now that the ban on magic has been lifted, how are we supposed to face those mages we once treated as prisoners?" a minister asked, his voice filled with worry.

"We cannot resist magic out of fear of it. Times have changed, and Demacia cannot remain stagnant. Otherwise, we will perish because we fall behind the times."

Jarvan III pointed outside the Hall of Valor, which was in the direction of Galio.

"You should have seen the changes in Galio, who has guarded Demacia for generations." He then pointed to Xin Zhao and Rosso standing beside the throne.

"You've all seen the changes in our leader. There's only one nation in the entire world that views magic as a monstrous threat—Demacia."

But what if the enemy attacks us with magic that even anti-magic stones can't block? How are our soldiers, who know nothing about magic, supposed to respond?

After saying that, he winked at Zhao Xin. Zhao Xin understood, raised his spear and casually swung it. Bright spear energy shot out from the tip of the spear, shattering a decoration carved from anti-magic stone in the hall at a speed that everyone could perceive.

Seeing this, the ministers understood the king's determination to lift the decree and stopped objecting.

"Tiana, have Laxana from your Crownguard family come here."

In the hall below, Tiana, whose name had been called, felt a pang of anxiety. Although she had her suspicions, she remained outwardly calm and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Have you ever wondered why none of the mages found by the demon hunters were born into noble families?"

"Is there none?"

No one dared to answer. The Hall of Valor fell into a long silence.

The suffocating silence among the nobility was not broken until Laksana was summoned to an audience.

"Laksana Crownguard greets Your Majesty." Laksana was filled with unease.

Ever since she learned that she was a mage who could stop Demacian children from crying at night, Luxana had never appeared in front of so many people again, for fear that people would notice something was amiss.

Even knowing that the decree to lift the ban had been issued, she dared not reveal the existence of magic in front of acquaintances.

"Laxana, you don't need to hide your true self anymore. From now on, you can be your true self again. Be who you want to be, just like you want people to call you Lux." Seeing Lux's nervousness, Jarvan III spoke gently, his face full of affection.

"Your Majesty, I, I..." Lux's heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. She unconsciously put her hands over her heart, her lips twitching.

"Laxana! Listen to His Majesty!" Tiana spoke up just in time, startling Lux, who was almost unable to breathe.

"Yes! I am a mage, always have been!" Lux roared, and a dazzling light appeared in her hand.

Lux's light illuminated the entire Hall of Valor and warmed the hearts of many nobles.

Seeing the genuine smile on Jarvan III's face, the nobles breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other, and almost all of them saw a sense of relief in their eyes.

"Alright, Lux, you can step back now."

Jarvan III called Lux ​​aside, who had been acting as a human third wheel.

"From today onwards, Demacia will have its own magic force, and the first batch of soldiers will be recruited from your homes and from the demon hunters' prisons."

The nationwide search for demons was unprecedented in its scale, but unlike before, this time there was no destruction or persecution.

......

"Silas, with your abilities, you would definitely be a pillar of the newly formed magic force!"

Stepping out of the prison and into the long-awaited sunlight, Silas looked at the former demon hunter who had changed his tune, and felt disdain.

No longer bound by heavy shackles, and no longer shrouded in pitch-black darkness, Silas glanced back at the cage that had imprisoned him for over a decade before disappearing into the crowd of those being released.

The direction to go is Freljord.

"Your Majesty, with the colossi capable of free movement, Demacia should no longer face the same crisis of lost territory as before. The magical forces will also grow stronger soon. It's time!"

Inside Dawn Castle, Zhao Xin and Jarvan III were sitting at the same table, drinking tea and chatting.

"Really? Is it time to say goodbye? Come back and visit when you have time, and keep this old man company."

Zhao Xin didn't reply. Once he left Demacia, whether he could return was no longer up to him. Besides, even if he could return, who knew when? Jarvan III was already all white-haired and beardless; perhaps this parting would be forever.

"Your Majesty, please take care!" Zhao Xin finished his tea in one gulp and turned to leave Jarvan III's palace.

Without lifting his feet off the ground, Zhao Xin walked step by step into the Hall of Valor. Inside, he saw his statue—wearing the same armor he wore before leaving Demacia, and a monument inscribed with his name and deeds.

Zhao Xin took another step, walking from the Hall of Valor to the Grand Plaza.

Along the way, a familiar figure appeared, dressed in an outfit completely out of place in Demacia, with distinctive Vastayan horns on her head—it was Yunana.

"Are you leaving? I look forward to our next meeting." Yun Ana's face was calm, without the slightest sadness before parting. After saying goodbye, she carried her small bag, mounted the white horse that Jarvan III had prepared for her, and left Zhao Xin with her back turned.

After Yun Ana left, another person came over.

"Uncle, are you leaving again?" The newcomer bore a clear resemblance to Jarvan III.

"Yes, Uncle's mission in Demacia is complete. I hope that when we meet again, you will be an even more outstanding heir!"

Zhao Xin was quite pleased with Jarvan IV, whom he had watched grow up from childhood. In him, Zhao Xin could see the future of Demacia.

"I'm leaving!" Zhao Xin took off and flew straight out of Xiongdu.

Goodbye, Demacia!

"Have you said goodbye?" Rosso and Galio were waiting for Zhao Xin in the open space outside Xiongdu.

"Yes, my lord," Zhao Xin replied readily.

"Goodbye, Galio, I'll come see you again next time!"

See you next time, my friend!

A black vortex appeared, and Rosso and Zhao Xin gradually turned into particle form, quickly being sucked into the vortex.

See you next time, Runeterra!