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Ignat shuddered, and for the first time an idea occurred to him.

It seems that I am not as brave as I imagined, and the so-called great achievements do not seem to be a necessity in my life.

But the young man, aware of his inner cowardice, gritted his teeth.

He forced himself to replace cowardice with hatred.

"You...you killed Tony!"

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It’s the end of the month, brothers. You won’t be able to earn any small profits if you keep your money!

Chapter 103 See with Your Eyes

Irelia didn't know who Tony was.

The name is also uncommon in Ionia.

Because there are no barber shops here, most people don’t know how to get a haircut, and the few who need it can do it themselves.

But she could tell who Tony was from the young man's demeanor.

"Is that short guy close to you?"

Irelia remembered Shadow's reminder.

The one who killed the dwarf.

"He was the one who brought me into the Navoli Brotherhood." Ignat was still trying to adjust his mood.

"That means the relationship is not good." Irelia replied.

"He takes good care of me!" Ignat felt a little angry.

He heard no respect for life in the other person's answer.

"Take care of...want to use you as a scapegoat?"

Even Ignat could sense that something was wrong, so how could Irelia, the instigator, not see it?

The guy named Tony had a good idea and used the bigger Ignat to block himself, but he overlooked that the blade could bend.

This kind of thing would hardly happen in the Ionia of the past.

At least none of Irelia and her companions thought of betraying their companions even at the most critical moment.

But how many years have passed?

Irelia's expression became increasingly gloomy. She had always thought that it was the rot that was chasing her, but in fact, the rot seemed to have already gone ahead of her.

"!"

Ignat's inner struggle was revealed, and he felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over him.

Although Irelia was a prisoner, he felt that she had not deceived him.

Or rather, he had already made his own judgment on this matter.

Irelia's words simply gave him a reason to convince himself.

Tony wants to kill himself!

He lowered his head, his thoughts starting to wander in panic.

If you look at the same mountain from different directions, you will see different mountains.

Looking at the same thing from different angles will lead to different results.

When he trusted Tony, the Navoli Brotherhood that Tony praised became his only channel to achieve his life goals.

But when he started to question Tony, those words seemed to take on a different meaning.

Ignat glanced at the vehicle in front.

The elders are there.

He remembered the elder's smile, that warm smile that always gave him a creepy illusion.

Just like...what Tony told himself before he left last night.

He said, I will take care of you, but he tried to block the knife with himself from behind.

So the elder said I have high hopes for you...

Does the elder really think highly of me?

Irelia looked at the young man who suddenly fell silent and said nothing more.

Most Ionians are like Little Red Riding Hood in a fairy tale, where the air in their lives is sweet until they first meet Grandma Wolf.

It takes adjustment to return from fairy tale to reality.

And painful experiences will undoubtedly shorten this adaptation time.

Ignat was silent for a long time, and suddenly he looked at Irelia. His eyes were a little vague and his voice was very low, as if he was afraid that other people who were less than ten meters away could hear what he was saying.

"Tony said you were trying to deceive all of Ionia."

"So what do you think?" Irelia found it funny.

The Navoli Brotherhood played a big role in helping her fame spread.

Now, they claim those actions were a deception against all of Ionia.

Irelia is not a cruel person.

But now she really wants to dig open the brains of those people to see what kind of dirty things are inside.

"I don't know." Ignat was a little uncertain.

He suddenly understood what Old Iger always said: You are still young, you have walked fewer roads than I have planted trees, and your brain is simply incapable of understanding what the world is like.

"If you don't know, just use your own eyes to see. After seeing it more, you will have your own understanding." Irelia said and closed her eyes.

For these reckless young people, the taste of growing up needs to be tasted by themselves.

No matter how great the truth is, it cannot outweigh a real setback.

Moreover, after being captured by the Navoli Brotherhood, several magical restrictions were placed on her.

These restrictions prevented her from communicating with the clan emblem, but recovering a little more strength would always increase her chances of winning.

Where Ignat couldn't see.

The tree rapist, the size of a grain of rice, lay quietly in the corner of the prison van.

It rarely behaved strangely.

Not because of Ryan's promise, but because...

"Wow..."

The tree thief gently soothed the prison cart, or rather the wood that was made of it, with the tender buds that grew quietly on it.

It can sense their grief before death.

The dark purple light flowed along the lines of the tree, but was eventually hidden by it.

It remembered what Ryan had said to it.

If one day you see a tree that you don't like, don't provoke it rashly. Wait until you are sure you can dig out its roots.

The tree traitor is waiting.

Wait until the moment when you can dig out the roots of these people.

The prison van swayed on the rough road.

Ignat sat in the prison van, and it seemed as if his life was shaking.

......

In the front carriage.

The elder was kneeling in a completely enclosed carriage, which seemed to have undergone some kind of modification, so that the bumps outside did not seem to affect the people inside.

A deep blue light bloomed from a stone in front of the elder.

The star-like lights slowly gathered into an illusory human figure.

There is no mobile communication in this world, but magic always works unexpectedly in unexpected places.

The magicians' wisdom is simply used elsewhere.

When they needed a communication magic, the communication magic was born

After confirming that there was no one else around the carriage, the elder looked at the figure with respect and assumed a pious posture.

"The arrest went surprisingly smoothly. Although we paid a certain price, we gained the biggest prize, and there have been no problems with the escort process so far."

"Problems will always arise, so don't let your guard down."

The phantom figure made a sound.

This communication magic blurs the attributes of sound.

I couldn't even tell the gender or age.

"Do you really think the Shadow Stream people will help her?" The elder couldn't help but ask, "We have been in constant conflict with the Shadow Stream in recent years. Even if she has been excluded by us a long time ago, given the character of the Shadow Stream people, they are unlikely to be willing to cooperate with her.

"If she really falls into the hands of the Shadow Stream, I think they will most likely push her out to exchange benefits with us."

"No matter how unlikely this possibility is, we must be prepared. No one knows what's hidden in the shadows." The illusory figure paused. "Also, the escort location needs to be temporarily changed. Bring her directly to headquarters."

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It will be on the shelves tomorrow, brothers! I will post a comment on the release later!

Chapter 104: Tracking (Part 1)

The elder did not immediately respond.

Wrinkles appeared on his old face, and he hesitated for a long time before saying:

"But if we go directly to the headquarters, some of our own people might become obstacles to our actions."

Master Ku Shuo is the shadow and actual manipulator behind the Navoli Brotherhood today.

But once any organization has too many people, noise will always arise.

Expelling Irelia was the consensus of all radicals, but killing Irelia directly was not.

For some members of the Navoli Brotherhood, although Irelia was stubborn, at least she had made contributions to the fight against Noxus.

They hope to treat Irelia well after she withdrew, in order to gather the Ionians who once participated in the resistance war, and tell them that as long as they have the courage to fight, they will be respected even if they withdraw.

Why is politics dirty?

Because once it gets involved in politics, how you deal with an event or a person becomes irrelevant to right or wrong, but only to the impact and purpose.

The political atmosphere in Ionia is immature, but it is precisely this immaturity that makes the filth even more naked and undisguised.

There was obvious worry on the elder's face.

Some of the old guys in the organization are not as easy to fool as the new guys.

They have been stuck in the quagmire for more than ten years. What kind of dirty tricks have they not seen?

Moreover, the Brotherhood has always advocated freedom and relaxation, and if there is a real dispute, it is possible that a fight will break out.

If he, with his old arms and legs, had a conflict with that group of people during the meeting, there was no telling what problems might have arisen.

Everyone has the same status. When no one is willing to take the pie in the sky, if you really want to grab the right to speak, you still have to rely on your skills.

"I'll do it myself."

The words of the illusory figure made the worry on the elder's face disappear.

But he still hesitated, as if looking for an opportunity to express his loyalty, "How can I trouble you? If you show up, will it be..."

"Some things must be done by me. You don't understand the methods of those shadow scum, but I know them. No one in all of Ionia understands the Shadow Stream better than me."

The elder lowered his head and acknowledged this statement.

It is precisely because of the guidance of this figure that they are able to repeatedly gain the upper hand in the fight against the Shadow Stream.