Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Aatrox pondered for a while. He saw that Nasus was busy thinking about things that he didn't understand at all, so he didn't choose to ask him. Instead, he said, "Do you have any information about these emerging countries?"

The dog-headed man raised his head and looked at his Ascended Senior, who was famous for his leadership and powerful force, and said: "General, I must remind you that Shurima cannot withstand war now...

.”

"Of course I know, Nasus. But a good general must know his enemy." Aatrox said lightly. He had already designated other countries in the world as enemies in advance, and he was so arrogant.

Nasus nodded in agreement, and they were completely unaware that the currently weak Shurima was not qualified to compare with other countries.

Perhaps in their minds, Shurima, which has solved the threat of the void a year later, will begin to expand in all directions as before.

Nasus turned around. There was a cabinet behind him, which was full of papyrus. He pushed aside the ones on the surface and pulled out the bottom one, which was a cowhide roll. Even with Nasus' size,

Not saying it looked too small, the dog-headed man spread it out on the table, pointed at the map and introduced it to Aatrox.

It is worth mentioning that due to height issues, Aatrox had to squat on a very narrow chair throughout the whole process - that chair was already the largest size made by the carpenter in the city. Therefore, this scene was a bit funny

.

But Aatrox still listened very seriously: "Noxus? It sounds like a country worth fighting."

"They extremely advocate force. Anyone with power can succeed on their side. Because of this system, most of their internal officials are filled by capable people," Nasus said.

"Not a bad system." Aatrox nodded.

"What about this Demacia?"

"They have an old enemy relationship with Noxus. This country... is difficult to evaluate, General. There are many powerful warriors and excellent soldiers in the country, but according to the intelligence I have learned, their political system can be described as

It’s a pool of stagnant water.”

Aatrox nodded thoughtfully. He has never objected to using dirty means to win. After all, a battle is a battle, and a war is a war. As a general, he needs to consider the soldiers under his command. If it is true,

If you want to start a war with Demacia, then it would be best to have a weakness that you can exploit.

"Ionia?"

"I don't recommend that you consider this country...well, actually, Ionia can't be called a country."

Aatrox raised his eyebrows: "How do you say this?"

"There is no unified political power in Ionia. They are scattered. The information brought by the city lords and merchants said that the people of Ionia admire nature and peace very much, and they do not like fighting. But this land

Their history may be as old as Shurima, and their hidden power is vast."

"Understood."

Aatrox nodded sharply, and he made up his mind that if the Ascended Legion could not return to its former heyday, it would be better not to touch Ionia for the time being.

"As for the other countries... they are nothing to be afraid of. Freljord is a group of barbarians, and the so-called twin cities of Piltover and Zaun have too few people to achieve anything. As for the so-called pirate country Bilgi

Walter..."

Nasus didn't say any more, he laughed. So did Aatrox. For a moment, the tent was filled with happy air. Although he didn't say anything, Aatrox knew what he wanted to say.

I'm just a pirate, what can I do?

"You look happy."

A familiar voice interrupted them, and the mage pushed open the tent and walked in.

Seeing him coming, Aatrox stood up immediately. He wanted to say something. But He Shenyan knew that if he was allowed to speak, it would be another half-hour of praise and thanks. He simply interrupted Aatrox.

Kes shook his spell forward and said, "Don't get me wrong, I just came here to bring you a message."

"Message?"

"Yes."

He Shenyan nodded, opened his right hand, and projected the image of Setaka before his soul dissipated through a small-scale time regression. Aatrox stared at her. Although the light blue body was much illusory,

But his prowess and prowess are still the same as before.

He knelt down on one knee and heard Setaka say: "It seems it's time, mage. Say goodbye to Aatrox for me."

His lips trembled and he said softly: "Have a good journey, Your Majesty."

He Shenyan nodded: "Okay, I've brought the message. You guys work hard, next fall will be the time for the decisive battle. Whether Shurima can survive it depends on this time."

"What about you? Can you please stay... to help us?" Nasus asked.

The mage laughed.

"What kind of help do you want?" He looked into the dog-headed man's eyes with interest. After Nasus pondered for a while, he suddenly found that he could not say anything.

He suddenly realized that he was asking for more from a person who had helped them a lot. This was not only unethical, but also very easy to offend people. Nasus immediately lowered his head and apologized. His speed and sincerity were unavoidable.

Reminds me of the art of face-changing.

"No, Your Excellency. Please treat it as if I didn't say anything. I was too stupid."

"It's nothing, it's just human nature. After all, this is your own business, and there's only so much I can do. However, I have some other opinions on what you are doing."

The mage pondered for a while, but Aatrox was very understanding and didn't say anything. He has never been involved in such things that involve psychological games. Let Nasus have a headache.

The dog-headed man saw that things could still turn around. If He Shenyan was willing to help Shurima, this would undoubtedly be great news for them. Therefore, he said in a very respectful manner without any image: "Please give me some advice."

."

"It's very simple. Allocate some manpower to do archaeology in exchange for funds and those dated technologies. Anyway, whether it is the antiques from the Azir Dynasty or Setaka period, there is a market outside, isn't it? You can keep them

Buy the really valuable ones and sell some less important junk in the official name."

"With funds, you can hire mages to transform the land for you. As for food, it won't be a problem. You can just exchange those useless antiques for food. Isn't this a good deal?"

Nasus suddenly woke up, "Yeah, why didn't I think of it?" He was deeply annoyed at his own stupidity. He had never noticed such an obvious darkness under the light. Isn't this a brand new road? And what's more, what archeology has revealed is that

The scroll of knowledge can also speed up the development of Shurima. In the eyes of Nasus and Aatrox, the current Shurima city-state is really no different from the primitive people.

only......

A wry smile appeared on the face of the dog-headed man: "You are right, but this behavior is too contrary to our tradition. But, for Shurima, I am willing to do it."

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The mage threw fifteen detection and warning spells at the remains of Icathia, where the void is now most corroded. He was very careful not to let the void notice it, although it was unclear whether they would actually evolve to detect detection.

They are deceptive shells of spells, but they must be guarded against. After all, He Shenyan has already seen their evolutionary nature.

He had already left Shurima, and the farming game between Aatrox and Nasus had nothing to do with him. And he didn't want to stay in that sandy place for too long. Now, he was on a ship

on board.

He leaned on the railing of the deck, and the sea breeze blew across his cheeks. The deck was very bright, and the ship was painted white and had three floors. It was very luxurious, and there was even a small theater on the middle floor that could be used for performances.

This ship, which is very similar in size to a certain Titanic, is owned by a company in Piltover, and He Shenyan can tell from this ship alone that the painting style of this Piltover

It's not the same as Ionia or Shurima.

What about medieval swords and sorcery? Why did we fast forward to steam engines all of a sudden?

The mage looked at the huge turbine that kept roaring with strange eyes, and the thick smoke kept rising from the chimney on the roof of the ship. Although he knew nothing about technology, this thing on the ship was very similar to a steam engine.

..It uses some kind of magic crystal as the driving force.

He was interrupted before he could think for long, and a female voice came from beside him: "This is Mr."

He Shenyan turned his head. He saw a serious black-haired lady looking at him. She was about thirty years old. She had smart short hair and was not wearing a skirt, but a black suit.

Quite similar clothing.

She stretched out her hand and shook it with the mage.

"Hello, I am a reporter from the Truth and Progress newspaper in Piltover and I have a few questions for you."

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows.

Good guy, I was dealing with a bunch of Egyptians pushing rocks a few days ago. Here you not only built a steam engine for me, but even reporters showed up.

Truth and progress?

"Okay, what do you want to ask?"

The woman smiled and introduced herself: "Just a few questions about travel. My name is Olivia Mesdoroy. What is your name?"

"He should be cautious."

"Okay, Mr. He." Olivia followed suit. She took out a notebook from the inner pocket of her vest, opened the first page, took out a pen from somewhere, and began to write and draw on it.

.

She lowered her head and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Ionia."

"Ah, I think so. You look like you are from the East."

He Shenyan smiled noncommittally.

"Are you going to Piltover?"

"No, I plan to go to Freljord."

"It's a bitter cold place, Mr. He, why do you want to travel there?"

He Shenyan said seriously: "Because I have a female friend I know. She is young and travels around the world, learning knowledge from various places and all technologies that can benefit her hometown. She plans to return to Freljord to change

Everything there allows her tribe to live a good life. Now, I have received her invitation, so I am ready to go and have a look."

Olivia covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Oh my God, this is really a legendary story. Do you mind if I publish it?"

"I don't mind, it's not true anyway."

He Shenyan grinned at her: "Just like you are not a reporter. You just have to write the words "I am suspicious" on your face, madam. Don't treat other people as fools."

Olivia's face became calmer, and all the previous expressions were restrained at this moment. She took back the notebook that was still blank after writing for a long time. She asked: "How did you find out?"

"Are you sure you really want to know?"

Olivia frowned: "It seems you haven't understood yet, sir. I'm not having an equal conversation with you, but questioning you. Although you do have some skills and can see my true identity. But

The ship has been controlled by us for a long time, and you have no chance to recite the spell. Look behind you."

He Shenyan looked back very obediently. Two men with malicious intentions were standing behind him and looking at him. Their waists were bulging and one of their hands was in their purse.

He Shenyan shrugged: "Wow, I'm really scared. I'm almost scared to death. If I tell you what you want to know, can you please stop killing me?"

His tone was obviously perfunctory, but Olivia seemed to have seen something that made her very satisfied. With a smile of victory on her face, she said with a dull look in her eyes: "That would be the best.

Already."

"Do you really...want to know?"

As the words fell, Olivia suddenly woke up. She found herself in darkness, and the echo of those words kept echoing in her ears: "Do you really want to know?"

"How is this possible?" she said in disbelief, but no one answered her, only the cold words: "Do you really want to know?" kept echoing.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Do you really want to know?"

"answer my question!"

"Do you really want to know?"

"What the hell! What on earth is going on?"

"Do you really want to know?"

real world.

"boom."

He Shenyan frowned and looked at the fallen Olivia. The woman was bleeding from all her orifices, and she always kept a demented smile on her face. He said: "You can't hold on for so long? It's really useless.

With this little skill, I can imitate others in hijacking ships..."

The two men behind him noticed something was wrong and just wanted to get up, but they invariably stood on the same spot and danced cheerfully. The two held hands, and their difficult movements made the passengers around them cheer loudly. Whistles and praises were heard endlessly.

They had stiff smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes, wondering what was going on.

The passengers turned a blind eye to the tears of the fallen Olivia and the two men.

He Shenyan leaned back indifferently and blew the sea breeze again. He said to himself: "I really get into trouble easily."