Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Interesting, what do they want to do?"

"I don't know, General. They just insist on seeing you, and they won't say anything other than this."

Thain smiled: "Where are the civilians in the city?"

"Everything has been settled." Darius raised his head, as if he wanted to say something.

Of course, Thain could tell, and he raised his right hand: "But it doesn't matter."

"I thought they would be full of wariness and hatred towards us, but on the contrary, after we invaded the palace and announced that Jarvan III was dead, they...acted indifferently, and some even said that he

He should have died long ago."

Darius said in a low voice. "It seems that they have some complaints about the royal family, but considering the character of those Demacians and their discipline... this is simply shocking.

I can’t believe it. And when we executed the demon seekers, most of them were very happy about it.”

"The leader of their surrendered Dauntless Vanguard Legion, Galen Crownguard, even told me that he wanted to do it himself if possible."

"Go on."

"I'm done, General." Darius lowered his head again. But Thain roughly understood what he meant, and the giant sitting on the cold chair laughed.

"There is no need to hide your thoughts, Darius, just say what you want to say. Within the legion, each other should treat each other like brothers."

"but I--"

Darius raised his head and saw Thain's calm face. He stopped talking and nodded: "I understand."

"If my guess is correct, then there is a third party between the Demacia royal family and the nobles who are trying to rebel. Their prince and marshal should be here to talk about this matter."

Thain narrowed his eyes, it was quite different from what he guessed.

In this era, the anger of the common people will not be aroused overnight. For most ordinary people, as long as they have a place to live and food to eat, no matter how high-pressure your rule is, they will only remain at a certain level.

To the extent that I have criticism, I will never behave like this.

He was very happy about their deaths, and even felt uncontrollable joy when he learned of the king's death.

Therefore, the high-pressure rule of the Demacian royal family must have continued for many years—or perhaps, someone forged the royal order and deliberately ruined the royal family's reputation among the people.

The question is, who has the ability to do such a thing? After so many years, Demacia has been the voice of Jarvan's family.

After a moment of silence, Thain said: "Bring the prince in first. As for the marshal... I will ask her later."

Not long after, Jarvan III walked in. The young man looked very haggard, but he still tried his best to maintain his demeanor. He was wearing a lace tights that were popular among nobles, and his back was straight.

Thain could see from his face that he originally wanted to say something, but after he saw Thain for the first time, all his plans disappeared.

The expression that originally seemed confident and well-prepared turned into pure astonishment. Although the young prince had already seen him fighting Galio from a distance, it was completely different to actually face him face to face.

It's like a mountain...!

The silence lasted for a long time before Thane broke the unpleasant silence: "Jarvan III...right?"

The young prince managed to regain his composure and coughed: "Yes, General, can I know your name? This will make it easier for us to talk later."

"Sean, my name is Sean. Besides, I don't really like this kind of red tape. If you have anything to say, just say it and stop showing off your complicated grammar."

Thane?

Jarvan IV's eyes widened, and Thane seemed to have expected his reaction. He moved his body a little and poked his face out of the darkness. The ferocious steel chin made Jarvan IV tighten his lips.

Mouth.

"Yes, that's the Thain you were thinking of -" he laughed and tapped his chin: "-as for this thing... what do you think he looks like?"

"The crown of my ancestors..." Jarvan IV whispered, but he did not suppress his anger as Thane expected. On the contrary, he took a deep breath and calmed down.

"It was really shocking to see with my own eyes warriors who were active in the same era as my ancestors."

"I'm a little surprised that you calmed down so quickly." Thain sat back again, and his steely face was hidden in the darkness again. His tone was very calm, and there was no so-called surprise: "

Tell me, what's the matter?"

What Jarvan IV said next was very different from what Thane and Darius had guessed, except for one thing - even if the masterminds behind the scenes indirectly led to the destruction of Demacia, they did not reveal their true identities. Just so.

On the contrary, the people involved in this incident are either dead or died prematurely.

Apart from 'feeling' wrong, Jarvan IV couldn't even produce a shred of so-called evidence.

Thane began to tap his chin again. The crown of Jarvan I was now like some kind of percussion instrument to him, and he struck it very smoothly. He said thoughtfully: "Let's put this matter aside for a while.

Let go... Jarvan IV."

He glanced at the young prince, suddenly grinned and asked, "I don't think you look like one of those playboys. Have you ever thought about joining the army?"

"If you didn't come, I was going to the battlefield." At this time, he showed a little bit of unwillingness and the arrogance of a young man, and Thain's smile became bigger and bigger.

"So, what do you think about joining my legion?"

This sentence instantly stunned him. The first thing Jarvan IV thought was that he was insulting himself.

But when he raised his head angrily and met the gaze cast in the darkness, he found that he could not feel any contempt or insult from it.

He actually means it?!

Jarvan IV opened his mouth and said in a dry voice: "...Why do you do this?"

He didn't even call you.

"Well... you have a good physique and a calm personality. Judging from your hands, you have been practicing swordsmanship since you were a child. Isn't it normal that I want you to join? All the legions will rush for talents like you.

."

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"No..." Jarvan IV gritted his teeth and asked, "I am the prince of Demacia! How can I join the enemy's army?"

"What does it matter?" Thane asked. "You are a talent, and my legion just needs someone like you. As for the prince...ha, Demacia no longer exists. It

It has just been included in the territory of Noxus, and soon, even the name 'Demacia' will disappear."

"As the new city-state of Noxus, we will give it a new name."

Jarvan IV looked at him in disbelief, speechless.

Thane stood up from the chair and walked out of the darkness little by little. Every step made the ground tremble. When that tall body was completely revealed in front of Jarvan IV, the young prince only felt a tremor - he really

Is it human?

Thain raised his right hand and placed it on his shoulder: "You will feel puzzled, angry and even think that I am a bloodless and tearless monster. These are normal... because you don't know yet.

Our true purpose."

"The real purpose? Isn't it to conquer the world?!" Jarvan IV slapped his hand away and angrily shouted.

Thain lowered his head and looked at him with calm eyes: "This is just the first step."

"In the dark universe, there are countless dangers waiting for humans. They are waiting hungrily in the darkness, maybe holding blades and powerful weapons, or simply looking like monsters. Who can tell clearly?

What?" He said in a tone that was almost aria-like, words that Jarvan IV could hardly understand.

"In a world like this, the only thing humans can really rely on...is humans themselves. So, how stupid is it to fight among ourselves? But what makes me even more sad is that I have to lead my compatriots to kill another group of people.

Compatriots, such meaningless consumption will only make people laugh. What makes me feel even more helpless is..."

"This turned out to be the only way."

"How ironic? In order to achieve peace, we have to use the means of war." Thain smiled freely, looked at the confused Jarvan IV, and said softly: "The world says that Noxians only know how to kill.

The barbarians would even say that we are cannibal monsters. They slander us in every possible way, but they have never thought of truly understanding us."

"The mages who are hated by Demacia can find a home in Noxus. The Vastayan people, who are discriminated against by the Ionians, are an indispensable fighting force in Noxus. Even Yoder

Everyone can find their place in this country... They are all Noxians, and Noxians never refer to a special race of people, but a spirit."

Jarvan IV asked unconsciously: "What spirit?"

Thain laughed loudly: "Then you have to find it yourself, kid!"

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That night.

The Noxians did not imprison him or treat him as insultingly as he thought. On the contrary, Jarvan IV found that the tent he lived in was much larger than that of other ordinary soldiers. Although there was no decoration,

But at least the bed is still soft.

For some reason, this kind of preferential treatment made him more angry than the insult - I'm not really a playboy!

He lay on the bed, still thinking about what the giant said to him during the day. He seemed to mean it, and he was very sober when he spoke. And Jarvan was sure that the Noxians would not let a madman be theirs.

General.

In other words, what he said is true.

Jarvan smiled bitterly: How do I believe this? The Noxians have a more noble purpose than us. While we are still struggling with the three-acre land under our feet, they have already set their sights on the sky.

At this moment, the tent's exit cloth was lifted up, and a lady wearing gorgeous armor walked in with her blond hair shawl. The dim light in the tent cast a patchwork of shadows on her face, but it still couldn't stop her.

's beauty.

"Your Majesty the Prince——"

Jiawen sat up and interrupted her: "——There are no princes here anymore, Ms. Tiana. There is only Jiawen Lightshield, an ordinary person."

Tiana Crownguard, who was the Grand Marshal two days ago, nodded: "I want to know what you talked about with the Noxian general during the day?"

"How about you first tell me what you talked about with him? Also, don't use honorifics... There is not much difference between you and me."

"Are they all prisoners?"

Jiawen pointed to the surrounding environment: "Do you think this is the treatment that prisoners deserve?"

After being silent for a while, Tiana abruptly changed the subject: "...You want to join the Noxian army?"

Jiawen nodded calmly: "Yes, if nothing happens, I will wear their armor tomorrow."

"How can this be so?!"

As he expected, the lady shouted excitedly: "This is betrayal! You are the prince, the prince of Demacia!"

"Demacia is dead, ma'am." Jarvan shook his head. "And...perhaps under the governance of the Noxians, the people on this land will live better. Regardless.

Whether they were persecuted or deceived by traitors, the Light Shield family has not been able to fulfill their oath to make this land a better place. This is a fact."

When he said this, he remembered what Thane said about mages, vastayas and yordles. These beings who were discriminated against in Runeterra could all find a place in Noxus and gain equal status.

Tiana looked at him as if looking at a stranger, and then said after a while: "...You must have been under some kind of their magic."

Hearing this, Jiawen laughed heartily: "Sometimes, letting go will make you a better person, my lady. And, seriously, can you please stop calling me by my honorific title?"

He continued: "It is indeed my own wish to join their army. I also want to really see if the Noxians will treat others as equals as they claim, even if I am the prince of an enemy country.

They will not despise me or insult me. I want to see if what he said is true..."

That night, the light in Jiawen's camp stayed on until late at night. The final result made neither of them satisfied. Tiana always felt that Jiawen was either crazy or bewitched by magic.

As for Jarvan... Although it was not the first day that he knew about the stubbornness of Tiana Crownguard, he was still very angry with her - especially when the latter tried to slap him.

When he woke up from the "Noxian mental magic".

No matter how many times he explained it, Tiana was unwilling to believe that he sincerely wanted to join the Noxian army. Yes, this matter was indeed unacceptable, and Jarvan himself knew this, so,

His anger also dissipated quickly.

After Tiana left, Jarvan stayed up all night.

The opinions of others are no longer important to him at this time. His life has undergone major changes one after another. For him at this time, even death is not a terrible thing. He just hopes that the sky will dawn soon - in this way, he will

So I can go to the general and tell him that I have figured it out.

Yes, I want to join the Noxian army - I want to see if the world he described, where humans are united, really exists.