LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia.

Time flies, three days later.

Garn Alem performed in Zaun for the first time. The venue was chosen in the Dance Corridor, and the performance was free.

The Dance Corridor is very large, and as it is located on the uppermost level of Zaun, it can accommodate quite a few people.

And this is also a performance of great significance, not only inviting people from Zaun, but also people from Piltover.

As the concert was about to begin, people from the Twin Cities gathered in such large numbers in the dance corridor for the first time.

The fall of the underground master of the lower city did not affect the functioning of the city. For most people, these things were too far away.

The atmosphere in the dance corridor was surprisingly harmonious at the moment, and no conflict broke out among the Shuangcheng people who were jealous when they met in the past.

In order to have a better experience at the concert, people on both sides exercised restraint.

And this time, it is also a brand new attempt for them.

Most people in the upper city have never been to the lower city. For them, everything is a novelty at this moment.

The two cities are obviously closely connected, but there are many differences, and they don't seem to be as different as imagined.

In order not to lose face in front of these people from the upper city, the people of Zaan also tried their best to show their good side.

There are humanistic snacks everywhere. The products in the store are 10% off, and there are many things full of Zaun characteristics.

The two cities had good exchanges for the first time.

After contact, they discovered that the other party was not as bad as they thought.

They have always known each other from various reviews and rumors, and what they have received is naturally some bad aspects.

As others say, one person can influence a group of people, and a group of people can influence more people. Contagious like the plague of faith.

But there are many things that you will never be able to see the other side of without personal contact and understanding.

We are all human beings, and we are all people who have always lived in the same land. The development of humanities is affected by each other.

So how can the differences between people be so big?

As the time approaches, the show is about to begin.

The lights gathered on the stage, and the stage was surrounded by people. Amid the cheers of the people, the five-member band came on stage.

Suddenly, the cheers became even louder, and a warm atmosphere enveloped the entire venue.

Influenced by the many enthusiastic uptowners, most downtown people who have never heard of the performance are also looking forward to it.

On the stage, the five girls were all ready.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

As Jinx took the lead in beating the drum kit, a few beats later, all the instruments sounded in unison.

As the prelude ended, Seraphine's singing voice came out melodiously.

She looked at the audience with her eyes and sang the song of the two cities that she had been preparing for a long time.

She hopes that the two cities can truly reconcile and everyone can live in harmony. And she could clearly feel that everyone from the Shuang Cities was present, and the songs in their hearts could be played together flawlessly.

The people of Zaun who saw the band perform for the first time felt spiritually shocked. As the performance progressed, they were completely integrated into the atmosphere.

The cheers and cheers were endless. At this moment, all differences seemed to disappear, and everyone was immersed in the joy of the moment from the bottom of their hearts.

Time passed slowly, and gradually, the concert was coming to an end.

Jinx sweated heartily on the stage, conveying all her emotions through the drum set. As she struck, a doll hanging on the side of the drum set occasionally swayed and undulated.

The doll hung where her eyes could see it at any time.

Until the last beat fell, the music on the stage stopped, but the enthusiasm of the audience still continued and lasted for a long time.

Jinx raised her head and looked at the audience. She felt that at this moment, there was a place in her heart, as if something was missing.

Empty.

She finally returned to Zaun to perform, but there was no one she wanted to surprise.

It would be nice if Hilko could be here.

She couldn't help but think.

After that day, she never heard from Hilko again, and he seemed to have disappeared from the world.

Occasionally, Jinx would still think of him and every detail of her life over the years.

She couldn't forget it so easily.

For a certain period of time, Hilko was indeed her spiritual support and played a father-like role in her mind.

During that time, she seemed to be abandoned by the world, standing in endless darkness.

The person who reached out to her from the light was Hilko.

But she also remembered that it was Hilko who allowed the darkness to surround her.

So it was very complicated. Jinx felt that before that night, there seemed to be two souls living in her body.

One is called Blast and the other is Jinx. Many times she can't tell who they are.

And from the moment she chose Vi, Jinx's soul dissipated, leaving only scattered fragments, hiding deep in her heart, somewhere she didn't want to touch.

The audience cheered continuously, but Jinx was in a daze.

She thought she was affected by the debris.

Inexplicable loss swept through his body like a tide, and the gap in his heart widened further.

Maybe this will be something she will regret for the rest of her life. Hilko has come to her performances many times, but she has never discovered it.

Of course this is not enough.

She hoped that when she brought 'Jinx Shock' to Zaun, Hilko could also come and see it. This would make sense.

However, it can no longer be seen.

"Let's go, Jinx."

Seraphine and the others were about to step off the stage. Seeing Jinx still sitting there, they couldn't help but call out.

Jinx came to her senses, nodded, and stood up. At the last moment when she was about to turn around, a silhouette of her back suddenly flashed in her peripheral vision.

Her eyes were fixed on a figure she was very familiar with, wearing a coat, and standing beside him was a woman who was taller than him.

The two walked side by side, left through another exit, and turned into an alley.

"What are you looking at?"

Lux gave her a strange look.

"Nothing." Jinx came to her senses and followed them off the stage.

But he quickly found an excuse and left first.

She came to that alley, and her appearance caused a stir among the people in the alley. Naturally, they were no strangers to the blue-haired girl who shined on the stage just now.

"Jinx!"

"You are the pride of our city!"

"You look so cool playing the drums!"

"I will always support you!"

The people of Zuan spoke enthusiastically.

Jinx's eyes were fixed on the wall at this moment, where an unsigned sentence was written.

"Come on, this is the best show. I wish you a bright future and may you be happy forever."

"Who wrote this?" she couldn't help but ask.

"It seems like a strange uncle just wrote it."