LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

The main city of Noxus.

The entire sky was shrouded in a gray atmosphere, with dark clouds gathering in patches, and a slight breeze blowing through every street in the city, making people feel inexplicably heavy.

There is always a trend of storm coming.

"Tick~"

Suddenly, some pedestrians on the street felt a chill in their noses, and a drop of water fell, followed by two or three. Rain came.

The autumn rain comes as soon as it comes, and it turns from light rain to heavy rain in the blink of an eye.

Located in the towering Immortal Fortress, a majestic tower-like building stands in the center of the city. It was the first castle to be captured by the Noxian tribes, and was later used as the capital of generations of Noxians.

Military meeting hall.

On the throne.

Darkwill sat on it with an expressionless expression, his eyes scanning the ministers discussing below. Listening to the rain falling continuously outside, his irritability became more and more intense.

Time is running out, really running out.

Although Black Rose said that he would be able to give him a satisfactory answer in two days.

But for him now, two days is long enough.

The Demacian army was marching towards Kul'Sala at this moment, and they hung in his mind like a sharp sword.

He couldn't help but wonder, what if there was still nothing he could do against them this time?

What if we continue to lose?

Darkwill realized the fear in his heart, which made him furious for no reason. He glanced at the ministers with an ugly face, slapped his right hand hard on the throne, and said angrily: "I have given you for so long Time, but no one has given me a satisfactory answer, does Noxus support you just to make a living?"

His sudden anger silenced all the officials in the audience, and no one dared to speak.

They all buried their heads in the ground, as if ashamed.

"What Demacia has, we also have, even more than them. I have given you inexhaustible resources, but who can answer me, why are you being bullied at will by them now!?"

Darkwill looked at these ministers with disappointment. If even one person stood up at this time, he might not be in such a bad mood.

But no, the audience was always quiet, as if it was just him in a one-man show.

The sound of rain became louder and louder, and Darkwill's mood became more and more irritable.

He didn't know why, but he always felt something was wrong today. Everything and everyone looked wrong.

The corners of my eyes kept twitching, and I didn't even sleep well last night.

"Da da da."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, followed by a man's deep voice.

"Because you did it wrong from the beginning."

"Who?"

Darkwill's eyes turned cold and he looked towards the place where the sound came from.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, a figure gradually came into his sight. He was wearing a black robe and had white hair. He was walking leisurely in the courtyard. His red eyes flickered with the firelight, A touch of depth.

When you look into these eyes, no matter what angle you look at, he seems to be looking at you too.

Seeing the person coming, Darkwill was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Jerico Swain? Are you not dead?"

"I just came back from hell."

Swain walked towards the middle of the hall, his tone was unhurried, "I saw the wolf spirit flashing past my eyes, but he didn't take me away. He allowed me to return to the world to save Nok. Sars.”

After listening to his words, Darkwill looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Yes, now is the time when Noxus needs you. Swain, after hearing the news of your death, I was extremely sad. Now I see That you can come back alive is the best news I have heard recently."

He stood up from the throne and came down step by step from the high steps, as if he wanted to greet Swain personally.

With a smile on his face, he seemed to be genuinely happy for his return.

Swain raised his head slightly, looked at him with deep eyes, and said: "Darkwill, the game of seeking immortality must be over."

Darkwill paused on the steps and looked down at Swain, still with a smile on his face: "What are you talking about?"

"The Black Rose helped you ascend to the throne, and they informed you of the elixir of life in Ionia. From then on, you were like a man possessed, sending troops to the east."

Swain said in a calm tone, "In eight years, there have been countless casualties. Now that the enemy is facing us, you are still stubborn and dreaming of immortality. Now, it's time to wake up from the dream."

"I sent troops to conquer the east more because I wanted to expand the territory of Noxus. Ionia is a treasure land and it should belong to Noxus."

Darkwill looked at him and said, "But you are right, I really shouldn't insist on attacking Ionia. I did make a mistake in this matter, and I almost got you killed there. I know you You have grudges against me, but now is not the time for you and I to get into trouble, Swain, continue to assist me as you did before."

"Jun? Minister?"

Swain smiled, a gentle smile, and then said, "From today on, Noxus no longer needs a 'king'."

The smile on Darkwill's face disappeared, and he stared at Swain coldly: "What on earth do you mean?"

"You are no longer fit to sit in that position. Darkwill, for Noxus." Swain said every word, his voice getting colder, "I ask you to die."

"Be bold!"

An old minister stood up angrily and pointed directly at Swain: "Young man from the Jericho family, understand your position. How dare you be so disrespectful to the commander-in-chief!"

"What a presumptuous statement, Swain, you are treasonous!"

"Don't be arrogant here!"

One minister after another stood up and glared at Swain.

They were all loyal supporters of Darkwill, so Swain's words had naturally greatly offended Darkwill and them.

Darkwill said coldly: "So, you are preparing to rebel?"

Swain did not deny: "Yes, this is my intention."

"How ridiculous. If you want to pull me down from the position of commander-in-chief, you must have this ability."

Darkwill sneered and ordered: "Come here, kill this traitor on the spot!"

Suddenly, bursts of neat footsteps sounded. From outside the hall, Noxian soldiers holding heavy weapons and wearing armor squeezed into the hall and headed towards Swain.

Swain stood there indifferently.

The next second, these soldiers dispersed in all directions, aiming their weapons at Darkwill and his followers.

Seeing this scene, Darkwill and the followers were slightly stunned.

The white-haired old man at the beginning said angrily: "Rebellion! How dare you point your weapon at the commander-in-chief?"

"Shut up."

A minister couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and looked at the white-haired old man: "I have tolerated you for a long time. I know that he is wrong, but I still insist on having my own way. Even so, you still protect him, officials protect each other, and collude with each other in private. ,Corruption."