League of Legends God-level Summoner

Demacia's Celebration Day.

The whole country was celebrating with lights and colorful decorations everywhere. Even the common people on the street put on the luxurious clothes that they were reluctant to wear on weekdays, and flocked to the palace in groups.

Every year during the Demacia celebrations, the imperial city gates will be opened wide, allowing people to appreciate the majestic and majestic building up close.

Of course, they have no connection with the main hall. Even on the celebration day, ordinary people will not be allowed to break into the main hall at will. At most, they can walk around the periphery of the imperial city and take a look.

However, this situation still could not stop the enthusiasm of the people. As soon as the morning light illuminated the sky, the people in the imperial city were already overcrowded. Everyone rushed to the city gate, including some from the city. People from other countries come to visit and play.

Every year's celebration day is the day I hate the most. Seeing these lowly common people rushing into the palace like ants, I want to kill them all. In a high tower, Solo leaned against the window. , staring at the people who continued to pour in outside the city gate under the tower.

This year will be the last year. By next year, this country will no longer be called Demacia. Behind Solo, an elegant woman sat, wearing a gorgeous noble robe and a hat on her head. The black half-curtain of the peaked cap fell down, covering half of her face.

She slowly picked up a cup of tea with her slender arms, took a sip, and raised the corners of her red mouth slightly, saying with a touch of sarcasm.

Ms. Chris, I wonder when those people plan to take action? Solo turned around and looked at the woman sitting on the soft sofa.

Huh? Chris's carefully trimmed eyebrows raised slightly, and she glanced at Solo. Solo's face was startled, and he immediately knelt down on one knee and said, I'm sorry, Chris, for asking this question unintentionally.

Haha, Zoro, you shouldn't know. You don't need to know so much. You just need to be my dog ​​quietly. Chris retracted her cold eyes, took out a pair of black elbow-length gloves and put them on. He straightened the loose robe under his skirt and stood up and said, The martial arts competition is about to begin. Zoro, don't let me down.

Please believe me, noble Lady Chris. Zoro said with a confident smile on his lips. Following Chris, he walked out of the room.

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Lu Chuan and his party had just woken up when two attendants were already standing in the yard. When they saw Lu Chuan being discharged from the hospital, they immediately greeted him respectfully.

Lord Lu Chuan, today is the day of the martial arts competition. His Royal Highness has been waiting in the palace for a long time. Please follow me in the carriage. A waiter lowered his head and said.

After hearing this, Lu Chuan went into the house again and woke up Janna and others. The group got on the carriage that had been prepared outside the courtyard and drove towards the Prince's Hall in the main hall of the palace.

After arriving at the prince's palace, Jiawen was already waiting at the door. When he saw Lu Chuan and his party approaching, he hurriedly greeted them.

Are you here? Come with me to the martial arts meeting venue. The martial arts meeting is about to begin.

Yes. Lu Chuan nodded lightly. Janna and the others behind him looked at the prince twice. However, because Lu Chuan had already told them about his encounter with the prince two days ago, Janna and the others didn't feel that way. surprise.

The group of people headed towards the southeast corner of the palace. An incident happened on the way. Demi, who was wearing a gold silk pajamas, was dragged out of the princess palace by Mi En and others from the Fearless Legion. , stuffed into the carriage, muttering, I won't go to the martial arts competition or anything like that! I don’t have a knight! I want to sleep, please let go of me! ’

Seeing this, Jiawen smiled helplessly at Lu Chuan and said, Because my sister has been doted on by my father since she was a child, she has developed a spoiled temper, which makes everyone laugh.

Haha, your highness the princess is just innocent. Lu Chuan said something polite in the name of haha, thinking to himself, 'Md, my little girl's mind is full of evil ideas every day, and she might have to punish herself later, so be careful. ’

When Lu Chuan arrived at the martial arts meeting venue, even though Lu Chuan was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the huge crowd of people.

The martial arts venue is a large sandy area with a radius of nearly 500 meters, and low walls are built around it to separate the audience. The topography of the auditorium is in the form of stairs from bottom to top, so that the audience behind can better see the martial arts meeting. scene.

At this time, because the martial arts meeting was about to begin, spectators from all directions crowded outside the low wall, and the crowds were surging. From a distance, it was dark and dense, and it could be said to have reached tens of thousands.

In front of the auditorium, there were several stone chairs set up, and people were sitting on them at this time. Lu Chuan looked slightly sideways. In the center of the row of stone chairs, there was a burly and strong body, wearing a silver and blue suit. The thick armor and the majestic and majestic face were familiar to Lu Chuan.

Galen... Lu Chuan muttered secretly. The Galen in this world is more domineering than he imagined. The strong aura looming on his body can only be seen by generals who have killed countless enemies on the battlefield. aura.

Seeing Lu Chuan's eyes fixed on Galen, Jiawen explained at the side, Admiral Galen attends the martial arts competition as a jury every year, in order to prevent some warriors from using unfair means during the competition.

At this moment, Demi's voice with infinite resentment came from behind, Brother...I'm coming...

Jiawen turned his head and realized that Demi had changed into royal clothes, but she still looked a little sleepy, rubbing her eyes and yawning.

Demi, don't be rude! As soon as you appear on the stage, I don't know how many viewers are staring at you. How inappropriate is your behavior? Jiawen scolded lightly, but his voice was full of disdain for his delicate family. The old girl is helpless.

Okay, okay, I understand. Demi shook her arms twice, but still became serious under Jiawen's scolding.

Her eyebrows have obviously been carefully repaired, and her eyebrows are like a crescent moon. She also has a light layer of powder on her cheeks. There is a slight smile that she has decorated at the corner of her mouth. She is wearing a gorgeous silk robe. At this moment, Demi, Finally, the elegance of her body was revealed, and she was so beautiful.

This girl is quite good when it comes to seriousness. Even Lu Chuan had to praise her secretly.

Demi, where is your knight? Jiawen asked again.

What kind of knight do you want? I don't care about the reward or the face. Demi curled her lips in disapproval. Jiawen could only sigh helplessly. This sister of hers was obviously born in a royal family. But he always has a heart that does not follow the rules and wants to break through all constraints.

At this time, the emperor of Demacia, Harriman, held a scepter and slowly walked to the center of the venue.

From the physical point of view, he seemed to be very old, almost unable to walk. Harriman's appearance also made the audience talk about it.

Most of the discussion was about wondering about Harriman's status and who would be the next emperor.

Amid the discussion, Harriman tiredly said some simple congratulations and announced the start of the martial arts meeting.

Now, he has no time to take care of the celebration day. Harriman's deeper worry lies in the group of noble families lurking in the dark, and the figures deeper inside.

All this lingered like a nightmare, making him restless. When will the poisonous snake lurking in the darkness give this crumbling Demacian dynasty a severe blow?

What means should I use to resist them.

No one can understand the mood of old Harriman. Perhaps only from his hunched back can one understand the sadness of a person in a high position.

[Thanks to ‘potato’, ‘Qingcheng, Phantom’, ‘Afterlife’, ‘Various Unscientific Super Electromagnetics’, and ‘The World Is Never Satisfied’ for their tips.

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