Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

The crows are slowly dissipating, but the Noxian stage play has just begun...

Ryan looked out the window with unstoppable determination in his smile.

After a while, the door of the parliamentary hall was pushed open again.

"Hey! Mr. Speaker!"

This time, it was Ezreal who was full of energy. His face was filled with extreme joy. He couldn't help saying as soon as he saw Ryan:

"Can I really hold a world-class launch at the Immortal Fort?"

"The world-class press conference will be broadcast live nationwide in a magical way." Ryan said bluntly.

"Oh, that's awesome!"

Ezreal was almost overwhelmed with excitement.

He's on the verge of fame, as a speaker at world-class launches.

Of course, he would not naively think that he can be the protagonist of the conference now.

However, this is the first step to his fame, and he must be well prepared!

"Thank you Mr. Ryan, thank you Trifali Council, thank the Empire for giving me this opportunity..."

Facing Ryan's gaze, he poured out a lot of words praising the empire like a bean.

"About Vazuun's deeds..." Ryan smiled.

"I understand! I discovered Vazuun in Zaun by myself. Because Zaun and Piltover were split, I had to entrust the news to the Empire." Ezreal said very well.

As long as he was involved in matters related to his fame, his mind would be exceptionally sober.

"More than that, this thing is for you."

With a wave of Ryan's hand, a fiery red object on the council round table flew towards Ezreal.

"This is... a stone tablet from the Vazuun building."

Ezreal recognized this thing at once. It was the treasure he brought back from the ground.

After they left the underground, it was fortunate that Ryan's reminder prevented the fate of the stone from being melted.

God knows that the stone card will be destroyed directly under the direct sunlight. The poor Shurimans also claim to be descendants of the sun...

"It's just... the words seem to be different?"

Ezreal was a little hesitant to speak. Although he couldn't understand the ancient Shurima text on it, at least it must have nothing to do with the previous one. Even the only word he recognized was Orash Vazuan.

"There is an omen from the sky, the gods are not real gods, but a group of false gods who use magic. Magic will eventually destroy everything, there is no justice and no sun at all, we have been deceived."

Ryan read the words above and said them in both Old Shurima and Common.

Ezreal opened his mouth wide. He didn't understand why Ryan did this.

What God's prophecy, isn't this what Ryan wrote on the spot.

"According to the above thought, it will be stored in the Explorers' Guild for everyone to observe." Ryan's words revealed confidence.

"Ah this...will it be discovered?" Ezreal was a little worried.

"It's all true," Ryan said.

The stone tablet is real, and the words on it are also ancient Shurima. In the first half of that paragraph, the Ascension God said, no, maybe it should be called a certain darkborn.

According to the records of Noxian Historians, the Darkin were murdered by protoss who claimed to be the gods because they were corrupted by the Void.

In the end, almost all the ascendants who participated in the battle of the void were sealed in the weapons, and they could only live again by relying on the host.

These losers are called the Darkspawn by later generations.

The second half of the sentence is partly from Noxus' point of view, partly from Ryan's processing, and partly from the true portrayal of most of the people who suffered from the Rune Wars.

In Demacia, for example, they were founded by a group of people whose homeland was destroyed by the world's runes, who loathed magic and regarded it as the enemy.

All the prophecy information mixed together, will form some interesting effects, paving the way for the subsequent plans of the Empire.

The prophecy was never something that should have happened. The seemingly inevitable result was actually the product of the joint efforts of those who believed and uttered it.

Nothing happens by chance.

"What about the sun? Doesn't the sun corrode it?" Ezreal asked a new question.

He had no idea about the above lines. The empire had given him so much, so he should have some feedback.

In any case, Surash Vazuan's discovery was already his ironclad credit.

"The stele has been magically reinforced and will not be eroded by the sun. That day happened to be the day of the Zhanzheng Academy's enrollment. I hope your press conference will bring a good start."

After Ryan finished speaking, the figure slowly faded, and finally dissipated in the parliamentary hall.

......

Admissions Day at the War College.

The news of the establishment of the Academy in Noxus has attracted the attention of the forces of Rune Continent.

The meaning of the name of war is obviously not that simple.

"Oh...it's boring, I hope there are more interesting people today."

In the admissions office of the Zhanzheng Academy, Seraphine sat on the edge of her stage, shaking her feet in boredom, looking at the long queue outside the door.

The first batch of academies only recruited three types of people, those with national merit, those with outstanding skills, and those with outstanding talent.

And today's main admissions officer is her, because of her unique talent, she is responsible for all admissions work.

Thanks to hearing the soul song

, she only needs to stop at the admissions office, and she can roughly know who should be recruited.

"Can I also enroll?"

The excited words of a man with a broken arm caught Seraphine's attention, and she floated up and explained softly:

"The Academy needs the strength of every Noxian, whether it's your military exploits or your personal knowledge, to be eligible to join the Academy, Lieutenant Mill."

"Does the empire really need us?" Mir burst into tears, even in disbelief.

"Second Lieutenant Mir, who has participated in dozens of battles, beheaded more than a hundred enemies, and was cut off from his right hand holding a weapon when he fought in Demacia, so he had no choice but to retire."

Seraphine's face was serious, and she reported the achievements of the man in front of her word by word.

Hearing her read aloud, the people in the queue at the back cast their respectful glances. He even looked at Lieutenant Mill's fat son with admiration.

The little boy also stood up proudly at this meeting. He couldn't understand what those achievements meant, but he could feel everyone's recognition of his father and the expectations for him.

"You have brought merit to the empire. Not only can children join the academy, but you can also choose to become a tutor in the war department or become a student," Seraphine said.

"Student?"

Mir didn't understand what else he could learn before, and he had doubts on his face.

Seraphine answered patiently: "There are many majors in the academy that only admit seniors because they have rich experience. For example, in the Mechanical Department, the first batch of students must have experience as craftsmen."

Zhanzheng Academy is the first systematic college established in Noxus. Before Noxus, most of the people in Noxus inherited their father's business. Even if they studied at an early age, most of what they learned was related to their parents' occupations.