The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: The Emperor of Noxus

One month is neither long nor short.

Lothar’s life is also very busy, practicing ice magic, practicing blade martial arts, dealing with two women, Elise and Katerina, and duels in the arena.

Under Draven’s propaganda, his reputation in the imperial capital is getting wider and wider, and many people know about [Falling Killer], a powerful mage liquidator.

His rumors also broke into the circle of nobles, and now the nobles in the entire imperial capital are discussing Lothar. Of course, the biggest reason is not how many duels Lothar has won, but Elise. The nobles are very curious why the patriarch of the dignified Zhavan family would take a fancy to a reckless Ionian.

However, Lothar has only become something for people to talk about after dinner. The military, the nobles, and the people don’t really regard him as an important person.

But the small group of people standing at the top of Noxus paid close attention to Lothar.

Elise smiled as she adjusted Lothar’s clothes: “You have to meet His Majesty today, so don’t be nervous. The reason His Majesty summoned you is because of your outstanding performance in the arena, and you will be rewarded.”

“Yeah.” Lothar hugged Elise’s waist and said, “I may not be back until very late today, so you don’t have to wait for me to come back for dinner.”

“Yeah.” Elise touched Lothar’s face with some regret, “Katerina also went back to her natal family to visit relatives, and today I’m the only one staying at home, so lonely.”

Lothar smiled slightly, lowered his hands, and rubbed Elise’s upturned petals a few times: “When I come back, you won’t be lonely anymore.”

Elise coquettishly lingered with Lothar for a long time before reluctantly sending him out of the house.

“Unfortunately, no matter if I succeed or fail today, I will not come back.” Lothar kissed Elise goodbye and walked out of the door resolutely.

“Well…” In the small garden outside the door, Lothar saw a small flower bud on the branch.

“The kissing spring flowers are about to bloom.” Lothar exhaled. His body temperature was too low to emit white steam visible to the naked eye.

He looked up and saw that there was light snow today. The winter in Noxus is not over yet, but spring is not far away.

At the gate of the garden, a black steel carriage was waiting, which was equipped by the military. Several soldiers stood upright, waiting for Lothar, who would escort him to the Immortal Fortress.

Lothar looked back and saw Elise standing by the window, smiling and waving at him, like a wife sending her husband off on a trip.

Lothar smiled back, then turned around and strode towards the carriage.

The black steel carriage was escorted by four heavily armed cavalry soldiers at the front and rear, and accompanied by two sub-dragon dogs the size of a lion, which protected Lothar very well.

But how does Lothar look, how does it feel that this is more like “escort”.

The Immortal Fortress looks enormous from a distance, but it makes people feel small when viewed up close.

The iron-gray city wall weighs heavily and is dark and gloomy, like a giant beast entrenched. Sergeants in crimson armor stood here, looking at everything in front of them indifferently.

Lothar got off the carriage, and the soldiers who “escorted” him surrounded him and led him up.

Lothar saw wolf spirit statues made of obsidian from time to time, and many sergeants also had wolf spirit casting patterns on their armor.

Lothar walked for a long time beforeWalk up the steps from the large square in front of the Immortal Fortress.

The stairs were very long. When Lothar reached the top of the stairs, the soldiers who “escorted” him had already changed three batches in the middle.

In the center of the Immortal Fortress, the Emperor’s Audience Hall, a metal gate was opening to Lothar.

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The soldiers around him stopped and motioned for Lothar to go in by himself.

Lothar looked at the sky, but didn’t see any crows flying by.

“I hope Swain will keep his word.” Lothar thought to himself.

He walked into the audience hall.

The audience hall is very large and empty, with pitch-black floors and iron-gray walls, as if you have entered a dead space that cannot be disturbed. You can’t help but worry that if you speak loudly, it will arouse the shock in this space.

As soon as he entered the hall, Lothar’s sight was firmly locked by something.

That is a throne.

The throne is huge, chiseled from a single block of obsidian. The throne was rough and angular, with countless flags hanging aside, and the flaming candlesticks shining light on the throne. In the dark audience hall, the person on the throne was the only thing that attracted attention.

A man, wearing a crown, sat on the throne with his head bowed.

“He is Darkwill…but why is there no guards around him to protect him…” Lothar saw his face clearly through the dim candlelight.

There is nothing special about his appearance. He should be about fifty years old. Although he is sitting, it can be seen that he should be tall, but his sitting posture is hunched.

It’s hard to imagine that the person in front of him is the emperor of Noxus, the most powerful military country in Valoran, who is cruel and ruthless.

“Ah…” Darkwill uttered a hoarse cry, speaking as if his throat was being choked, “You are… Luosha”

Lothar knew what to do at this time. He bowed deeply and bowed his head, and greeted the emperor with both hands: “Yes, Your Majesty, I am.”

“Okay…” Darkwill sat up a little bit straighter, “Come closer, let Gu see you.”

Upon hearing this, Lothar raised his head and moved forward a little.

Darkwill’s cloudy eyes reflected Lothar’s appearance. To Lothar’s surprise, the emperor actually smiled innocently like a child: “You are very young… how nice… so…cough cough… …”

Darkwill coughed lightly: “Cough…I’m laughing at you, I feel a little cold today, and I feel a little unwell.”

“Don’t dare…” Lothar said while observing Darkwill’s physical condition.

At any rate, Lothar believed that he had medical skills comparable to any tribal shaman, so he saw Darkwell’s situation in a few clicks.

It’s true that Darkwill was suffering from a disease. His eyes were dry, his sinuses were black, and Lothar could smell the faint sour breath from his mouth when he was talking, all of which were proofs of his illness.

But the illness shouldn’t be serious. What really made Darkwill so weak was his abnormally old body. This kind of time is when people are the most vulnerable, even the most common ailment may become the reason for Qian Jue to take his life away.

“No wonder he is so anxious to find a way to prolong his life, and even started a war everywhere.” Lothar made a diagnosis for Darkwill in his heart, “If this continues, he won’t live for a few years.”

Darkwill coughed a few more times: “I heard…you made your fortune in the arena, and even became a married couple with that girl from the Za’afan family, right?”

“He calls Elise a ‘girl’.” Lothar thought strangely in his heart. “It seems that he doesn’t know that this ‘girl’ is old enough to be his ancestor.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Lothar replied.

“Hehe…” Darkwill laughed a few times dryly, “Yes, young and promising… I think back then, when I was your age, I was just like you… Confident, romantic… But now…cough cough……”

Darkwill raised his arms with difficulty: “Look at these candlesticks, the Gu’s cabinet mage used magic to link them to Gu…These fires are a symbol of Gu’s life…When Gu dies…the lights go out…”

Lothar looked at the candlesticks next to the throne. As Darkwill said, these flames burned very reluctantly, swinging desperately like stranded fish to survive.

“Luosha, go in further.”

Lothar continued to move forward according to his words. He was only a few steps away from Darkwell. Lothar didn’t even need a blink of an eye to kill the weak emperor.

But Lothar didn’t make a move.

“Closer.”

Lothar walked up to the throne, and Darkwill took Lothar’s hand and looked at it as if admiring a peerless treasure: “The lonely cabinet mage told me that you have the power of immortality, which is so powerful You were cut into pieces and still alive.”

Lothar remained silent. It seemed that almost everything he experienced in the imperial capital was known.

But about Swain…

Darkwill held Lothar’s hand tightly with both hands, and his tone was kind like that of Lothar’s relatives: “I was not in the imperial capital a month ago, and I rushed back immediately after hearing about your incident…cough cough… Sha, tell Gu, are you a Noxian? Or an Ionian?”

“Actually, I’m not even…” Lothar said in his heart, but he said firmly, “Of course I’m a Noxian. I will always be loyal to the empire and you.”

“Okay! Okay! Cough…” Darkwill smiled with satisfaction, “Then are you willing to give Gu… your immortal power?”

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During Darkwill’s tenure as Emperor of Noxus, he launched a total of fourOne hundred and sixty-one large-scale wars, 457 of which were wars of aggression against other countries and regions.

Darkwill was a ruthless emperor. He conquered the Freljord in the north and Demacia in the west, conquered large areas and city-states in the southeast, and launched Noxus’ first expedition to Ionia . His greatest achievement was the signing of the trade treaty and air route contract with Piltover, with which he went south to occupy most of the cities in the northern border of the Shurima continent, and established the colony of Noxus.

——Excerpt from “The Last Emperor of Noxus: A Biography of Darkwill” published by Piltover University Press