lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Master Ku said that he used the passion of these people to fight among the people. So who would be willing to fight when the foreign enemies attack?

Shadow didn't think as deeply as Irelia, but he could understand it a little.

"Will you kill those two young men, then?"

"I will kill one," Irelia said solemnly. This might become a thorn deep in her heart, but it was also the price of being a leader. "Tolerating this behavior will only lead to more serious consequences."

"Then I suggest you kill the short one."

"why?"

"Because he added some of his own ideas to the story told by the old man."

......

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The lantern bugs at night emit soft lights, which spill into the darkness, revealing the sharp blades that reflect the light.

All the members of the Navoli Brotherhood gathered outside the tree house, but the leading elder was not among them.

As the leader, he has to observe the overall situation from the rear and make subtle adjustments to the entire situation.

"Do it!"

"Caught alive!"

"For Ionia!"

Following several orders issued in a dull yet suppressed tone, a group of people rushed into the tree house.

The dense footsteps were like irregular drumbeats, waking up the silent night.

The whole process was countless times simpler than they had imagined. When they rushed in with the intention of dying, all they saw was an extremely weak Irelia.

Those sharp family emblems that once swept across the elite warriors of Noxus seemed to have lost their sharpness on the battlefield, making them powerless to turn the tide in the face of this situation.

After slitting the throats of five or six people, the fragments fell to the ground in a panic like a kite that had lost its traction.

The leader took the opportunity to capture Irelia and locked her up with special shackles.

For the Navoli Brotherhood, this was an incredibly great victory.

What the powerful assassins who were highly expected by the organization failed to do was accomplished by them better.

And the price is just the lives of a few people.

This is undoubtedly a huge victory for the elders.

He knew clearly what the strengths and weaknesses of the Navoli Brotherhood were, and he knew even more clearly that the Brotherhood lacked everything except people!

The smiling elder praised all the participants. He compared them to the rising sun of the Navoli Brotherhood and the hope for Ionia's future. In the future, their light will spread all over Ionia and become part of the historical monument.

As an encouragement or reward, the elders decided to select the person with the shortest membership time in the team to join the subsequent escort queue.

After this trip, this young man will become the real core, and will reach the destination in just over ten days, which would take others several years to reach.

"Are you not happy?"

The elder looked down at the chosen Ignet, a smile on his face that was ten thousand times kinder than that of his biological father.

But for some reason, Lucky Ignate suddenly felt cold all over.

He nodded tremblingly, but then immediately shook his head.

He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw the blood on his sleeve, he suddenly froze.

This wasn't his blood, and certainly not Irelia's.

It was...Tony's blood.

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There are two pieces of news.

The bad news is that there are no recommendations for the next round. Thank you all for supporting this book and my friends who have been following it. Reading is really important for a new book.

The good news is, it will be on the shelves on the 1st of next month, brothers.

Chapter 102 Clear and Stupid

Ignat still remembered the scene when they rushed into the cabin.

The flying blades and splattering blood were the first time he had seen them in his life.

What frightened him even more was the look he saw in Irelia's eyes.

Those eyes saw themselves first, and then saw Tony who was two steps behind them.

Then the blades flew over and Tony grabbed him from behind, seemingly trying to pull him away.

During the struggle, the sharp blade cut Tony's throat.

The splattered blood splashed on his clothes.

"I...Tony..."

"You missing Tony?"

The elder's smile grew more kind, "We are doing a great thing, and any great thing is bound to be accompanied by sacrifice. Although Tony has passed away, we will always remember his contribution.

"As long as we remember him, he will always be with us..."

"Is that so?"

Ignat forgot Irelia's indifferent look in the elder's smile.

Because the former inexplicably brought him a terror far greater than the latter.

Under the elder's gaze, he always felt as if a flying blade was slashing at him.

"Yes, be happy. Tony probably doesn't want you to be depressed like this. If you really miss Tony, then take his share and work hard together."

The elder comforted him and then walked towards the others.

Others don't need comfort as much as Ignat, but they do need rewards.

As the noise gradually fades away.

Ignat huddled alone in the corner, wrapping his arms around his legs.

After participating in the big event he had always dreamed of, he did not realize the value of life and its brilliant glory.

Instead, an invisible fear and panic arose in my heart.

And in the midst of this panic and fear, Tony suddenly appeared in his mind again.

But, it's not that I miss Tony and his past, but...

"Do you want to save me... or do you want to pull me to help you block the blade?"

......

Instead of staying in the town to wait for sunrise, the Navoli Brotherhood displayed amazing efficiency during the night.

The night seemed to give them more courage.

Before Ignat could completely recover from his emotions, he was led to sit on the wooden frame next to the prison van.

This prison van had obviously been prepared for many years, but it lacked the most basic maintenance, so many of the rivets were rusted.

Perhaps even the maker of this prison car never thought that it would come in handy one day.

But no matter what, a prison van that can hold people is a good prison van.

The elder praised Ignat in public for a long time and said a lot about the organization's focus on training young people and newcomers.

All these actions are telling everyone that Ignat has become a rising star, and there will not be just one such rising star.

As for those who died at night, their names will sleep in the soil like their bodies.

When the stars are shining, no one cares about the soil under their feet.

In this way, Ignat, who was looked at with envy by others, became the only one who was honored to guard the prison van.

Sitting beside the somewhat rough prison van, Ignat could hear the whispers of other envious people passing by.

"I'm only twenty-eight, I should still be young."

"I must get my brother involved when I get back, just in case he becomes successful!"

"This kid is so lucky, but I don't know how long his good luck will last..."

"Paying more attention means more missions. Who knows where he'll die next time?"

......

The words gradually became more and more sharp and harsh, and Ignat couldn't help but bury his face in his arms, trying to resist the rush of vibrating air.

Slowly, the sounds disappeared.

It wasn't that Ignat's method worked, but that those people finally went away.

The departure convoy was in a very long formation.

In this magical world, this is to ensure that if an accident occurs, the enemy will not be able to resolve the battle in one shot.

As the prison carriage guard, he was in the middle of the convoy, with two carriages in front and behind.

Ignat lifted his face from his arms and looked at the surrounding environment, which suddenly felt unreal.

Last night I was lying in a familiar town, but now I am on the road to unknown areas.

He didn't even have time to tell his father.

Thinking of this, his father's anxious expression appeared in his mind.

But then he shook his head to dispel these thoughts. Young people have the pride of youth, and he hoped that when he returned home again, his father would be proud of him.

Although he was still panicking inside, he didn't want to waste more energy on what had already happened.

Feeling the bumps beneath him, Ignat tried to cheer himself up.

The separate space finally gave him a place where he could slowly unleash his thoughts.

Recalling the experiences of the past two days, he always felt like a stone being pushed by the waves.

He seemed to have another understanding of the Navoli Brotherhood, but this understanding was different from his initial perception.

Just as he was about to think deeply, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked something...

Ignat turned his head and met Irelia's eyes which had just opened.

"..."

Ignat pinched his thighs with his hands to prevent himself from screaming out.

He wanted to escape, but he was afraid that his actions would cause the other party to take corresponding actions.

The image of the flying blade and the blood splattering in his mind again made his hands and feet numb.

Irelia was also looking at this young man. When she was the same age as him, she had been forced to go to the battlefield, breaking through the siege of the Noxians time and time again, and finally defeating them completely.

Ryan, whom she had just met, looked about the same age as this young man, but Ryan had already captured the Golden Demon and reconciled the conflicts within the Yufeng Sword Sect.

In Lion, Irelia saw hope for Ionia.

Such a young man with both courage and strength is the real cornerstone for restoring the glory of Ionia.

But on the face of this young man who was only one meter away from her, Irelia could only see clear stupidity.

But she didn't think there was anything wrong with the young man.

People like Lion are the world's reward to Ionia.

It would be strange if there were too many rewards like this.

Although the young man in front of me is stupid, he is not bad.

Irelia can see the good in others.

If Ionia were full of young people like this, it would be easier to deal with Noxus.

She thought for a moment and spoke softly:

"You don't need to be afraid. I've been caught."