The Glory of Noxus.

In the biting cold wind, the crimson imperial flag fluttered in the icy air like a flame.

The golden double-edged axe engraved on the flag sparkles with a unique charm under the sunlight, showing its glory to everyone.

Alyssa stood on the street, looking at the regiment camp in the distance.

Surrounded by many buildings, it looks like a fully armed steel behemoth, crawling on the ground, filled with a cold and hard atmosphere.

This steel camp was rebuilt on the ruins after the bear monsters wreaked havoc, relying on the towering city walls.

Originally, its existence was to protect the precarious Fort Drift.

But the feeling of this camp is dark, eerie and aggressive.

Every stone and every piece of steel it builds tells of the brutal battles and the suffering of the Noxian people.

Alyssa smelled the bloody scent mixed in the cold wind and the murderous intent that was suppressed in anger.

The massacre by the bear monsters has made the soldiers in the camp restless.

They thirsted for revenge and wanted to completely destroy those bear monsters.

Oram in front of him seemed to notice Alyssa's gaze and followed her gaze, looking at the rough camp and the fluttering imperial flag in the cold wind, with fear flashing in his eyes.

Even though he is the heir of the Valrokan family, he must have the right attitude when facing the mighty power of the empire.

The Valrokan family once ruled the Delverhold for generations, but was eventually incorporated into the territory of the Noxian Empire.

The two walked along the bluestone road and saw many soldiers in black steel armor who were gathering for training in the camp.

The ore used to forge the armor comes from the underground of the Ironthorn Mountains in the Dredge Castle below.

The majority of Noxian Imperial Warband armor comes from the Noxian forges at the Delverhold.

This is why the Valrocan family has its current status.

Oram looked around at the soldiers of the regiment with a proud look on his face, and walked towards the central building of the camp with his head held high.

"For years, we have paid tribute to Noxus and made armor for their soldiers."

Oram said unhappily as he walked.

The loud voice echoed in the huge camp, and it was obvious that he had no intention of hiding his dissatisfaction in front of the guards.

“What did we get in the end?”

In exchange for life. Alyssa answered secretly in her heart, but she did not say it out loud.

The Valrokan family has an extraordinary status and power on the northern border.

It's not just the sturdy armor and sharp weapons produced, but more importantly the care of the empire.

She followed Oram in silence, looking at the familiar figure with mixed emotions in her heart.

I don’t know when it started, but everyone in the Valrokan family seemed to have undergone some invisible changes and became proud and complacent.

However, Alyssa understood that the fate of her family had long been closely linked to the empire, whether they were willing to accept this fact or not.

Outside the door of the black building, two rows of soldiers in armor were already waiting. They held their axes and halberds tightly, shining with cold light, and stood at attention.

Alyssa saw three notches on the breastplates of these soldiers, revealing dark red cloaks.

These were no ordinary guards.

"It's a soldier from the Trifarii Legion." Oram breathed softly, and all the momentum and arrogance he had just shown disappeared.

In a country like the Noxian Empire where killers are everywhere, the Trifarii Legion is the most respected name.

No matter friend or foe!

Especially under the leadership of General Darius, as long as the Trifari Legion appeared, many rebel forces would rather surrender than fight them on the battlefield.

This is the reputation created by killing.

But now, it was just an ordinary meeting, but it was guarded by the soldiers of the Trifarii Legion, which made Oram feel vaguely uneasy.

But he had already reached the camp and now there was no way out.

Oram and Alyssa looked at each other, then faced the gazes of the Trifarii Legion soldiers and entered the camp building.

When they pushed open the door, bursts of noise and discussion were heard, breaking Oram and Alyssa's solemn impression of the camp.

However, when they saw the busy soldiers of the Reiser Garrison Legion, they instantly realized that the Empire's attitude towards the northern border affairs this time was far more serious than they had imagined.

Maybe there is something happening that they don't know about.

Oram couldn't help but feel nervous and began to wonder if his coming here was a wrong decision.

Led by two Trifarii Legion soldiers, Oram and Alyssa walked through the long corridor and came to the conference hall on the south side.

Many chapter leaders have gathered in the conference hall. Some are sitting or standing, and discussions are heard one after another. The atmosphere is solemn and tense.

"Please sit down!"

Wilson sat at the head seat and pointed to the two empty chairs opposite him.

"No, I'd better stand, Lord Wilson." Oram nodded slightly but did not move, and answered in a deep voice.

Wilson paid a visit to Val-Lokan after the Imperial Chapter Group took over the defense of Delverhold.

Oram was also present at the banquet and met most of the people present.

Wilson heard this, his eyes slightly raised, staring at Oram and Alyssa.

But he quickly adjusted his mood and noticed that this was a formal occasion, so he smiled and spoke softly.

"As you please!"

Compared to her stupid brother, Alyssa keenly noticed that something was wrong.

She looked at Kled beside Wilson, and at several of the chapter leaders who were following General Darius.

These characters are not new to the Valrochan family.

Their names and faces had long appeared in the Valrocan family’s intelligence information, and each of them was an important character that needed to be closely monitored.

Darius, one of the three members of the Trifarious Council, controls the empire's military power, which naturally attracts the attention of families like the Valrokan family that run the empire's industries.

Naturally, Darius's confidants undoubtedly became the target of "hunting" by forces such as the Valrokan family.

The information about these people in the family intelligence flashed quickly in Alyssa’s mind.

Quickly analyze the reasons why they might be here and the possible impact this may have on the Valrocan family.

"Oram Valrokan, Alyssa Valrokan, I asked you to come here this time to explain why you backed down before the battle." Wilson said in a serious voice.

As he finished speaking, the leaders of the battle groups present all turned their eyes to Oram and Alyssa.

Retreating in the face of danger is the thing that these veterans who have fought bloody battles for more than ten years hate the most.

Oram faced everyone's gaze and began to talk to himself.

"For nearly a hundred years, Fort Drift has always performed its duties conscientiously."

"Our gold feeds the Empire's conquests, and our steel protects and arms its warbands."

His tone gradually became heavier, and his unique aristocratic accent caused disgust among many people.

"This also includes the warbands of everyone present here."

When Oram finished his last sentence, the expressions of many chapter leaders changed, and they had to consider the influence of the Valrokan family.

They can win the war of conquest against the Noxian Empire.

In addition to the soldiers under his command fighting to the death, sharp weapons and sturdy armor are also indispensable reasons.

"Ironthorn ore can indeed be used to make the best armor and weapons." Kled suddenly spoke, waking up the leaders of the chapter present.

"But this is not something the Valrokan family can rely on to violate the laws of the empire."

Kled continued to speak, his cold eyes sweeping over everyone present, as if reminding them not to forget the laws and order of the empire.

Although Kled is a yordle, he has fought for the Empire since its infancy.

Among the war group leaders present, many have served under Kled and received help from him.

When Oram heard Kled's words, he followed the voice and looked at the Yodel who was lying on the wooden chair, looking a little lazy. A look of displeasure flashed in the depths of his eyes.

But he hid it well.

"Besides, the choice made by the Valrokan family in the emergency situation at that time was not to retreat." Oram repeated his brother Shilok's words.

"It is to protect the hope of the Delverburg."

"The Valrokan family has been kings of the Delverhold for generations. They are not afraid of fighting or death."

Oram looked around at everyone present, his tone filled with inexplicable emotion.

"But shouldn't the hopes of the empire be protected more than those civilians?"

"The hope of the empire?"

Wilson's mind flashed back to the bodies of civilians that the soldiers had cleared out. He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Who do you mean by hope?"

"Of course I hope it's us, or the descendants present here." Oram replied with a smile, looking confident.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, wild laughter rang out in the conference hall. The laughter was so unbridled, as if the person didn't care at all about the eyes around him.

All eyes turned to the source of the sound, and Kled slowly stood up from the wooden chair.

His movements were not hasty, but they were filled with an indescribable majesty.

There was a cold light flashing in his only intact left eye, like the biting cold wind in winter, which made people shudder.

"In Noxus, no one is born nobler than anyone else. A person's status is not gained by blood."

"It's merit!"

Alyssa looked up at Kled and mentally cursed Oram's stupidity.

How could he bring the tacit agreement directly to the table and say it in front of so many people?

"That's natural. In Noxus, no one is special." Alyssa echoed Kled.

Oram didn't care much. So what about Kled? He was just an imperial general.

He dared to say this even with the Trifaree Council of Three in front of him.

"We toiled like slaves in the dark mines beneath the mountains, and watched the fruits of our labor being loaded onto huge truck convoys every day."

"But what I got in return was the invasion of bear monsters, and I almost lost my life."

Just as Oram raised his voice, he saw Wilson and many chapter leaders stand up with respectful expressions.

"What's going on?" Oram raised his brows with doubts.

Suddenly, he felt something strange, and turned around with Alyssa.

I saw a handsome young man walking in. Apart from his appearance, he looked ordinary in terms of temperament and skills.

"Ok?"

Alyssa’s expression condensed, and a person’s information slowly emerged in her mind.

Leader of the Reiser Garrison!

Commander of the Northern Regiment Cluster!

Rumor has it that Swain is training a successor!

Huo Jixing!

"Very good speaking skills, worthy of being the hope of the Valrocan family."

Huo Jixing walked in from outside, clapping and praising Oram.

In Oram's words, he is compared to the hope of the Valrokan family.

"So, can you show me your palm?"

"What do you mean?" Oram raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

"I said, can you please show me your hand?"

Huo Jixing came in front of Oram and looked straight into his frightened eyes.

"Show me your hands toiling in the dark mines and dust beneath your mountain fortress."

Oram pursed his lips, not wanting to be led by the nose, and fell silent.

Huo Jixing suddenly laughed and looked at Alyssa beside Oram.

Judging from their appearance alone, the two are obviously twins, with the same tall stature and strong physique.

There is also a cold look in his eyes that was also bestowed by his family blood, coupled with the proud demeanor of a nobleman.

The brother and sister both had their long black hair braided into delicate and dense braids, their faces were tattooed with sharp tattoos, and they wore slate-gray cloaks over their armor.

"Tsk, tsk, you've never suffered a day in your life, and neither has she."

"The calluses on both of you are definitely not caused by work."

Snapped!

Huo Jixing stretched out his left hand, suddenly grabbed Oram's neck, and slowly lifted him up.

"So, what gives you the confidence? Is it just the Valrokan family?"

"You can't do this. I am the heir of the Valrokan family, from the Delverburg."

Oram was out of breath and slapped Huo Jixing's arms frantically in panic.

Alyssa's face was already pale, and she looked at her brother and Huo Jixing who had suddenly attacked in fear.

"Hope?"

Huo Jixing ignored Oram's resistance and looked at the flushed and stern face.

The memories of my hard work on the frozen soil of the north emerged in my mind like a passing scene.

Many familiar faces flashed by one by one, including Eric, Moore, Freeman, Sharupa, Tulio and so on.

They sacrificed their precious lives for the peace of the northern border, but in the eyes of these arrogant nobles, it was taken for granted.

What a show!

Huo Jixing's expression gradually turned cold. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing just after returning.

He looked around at the leaders of the war groups present. The invisible pressure made everyone tremble with fear.

"If you don't have the ability to fight, at least have the courage to die."

Huo Jixing carried Oram and walked to the main seat in the conference hall. Under the gaze of everyone, he said coldly.

"But you don't even have the courage to die, and you use the battlefield as a stage to attract attention."

Click!

Huo Jixing gently exerted force with his left hand, crushing Oram's neck and extinguishing his hope.

"This is contempt for Noxus!"