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Aatrox pondered for a while, he saw that Nasus was busy thinking about things he didn't understand at all, so he didn't choose to ask him, but said: "Do you have any information about these emerging countries?"

The dog-headed man raised his head and looked at his Ascended predecessor, the Ascended who was famous for his leadership and mighty force, and said, "General, I must remind you that the current Shurima cannot withstand war... ."

"Of course I know, Nasus. But a good general must know his enemy." Aatrox said lightly, he had already defined other countries in the world as enemies in advance, and he was arrogant. But Nasus nodded in agreement. They didn't realize that the now weak Shurima was not qualified to be compared with other countries.

Perhaps in their hearts, Shurima, which will solve the threat of the void in a year, will begin to expand in all directions as before.

Nasus turned, and behind him stood a cabinet full of papyrus. He pushed aside those on the surface and pulled out the bottom one, which was a cowhide roll. Even though Nasus was not small for his size, the dog-headed man spread it out on the table, pointed at the map, and introduced him to Aatrox.

It is worth mentioning that due to his height, Aatrox had to squat on a very small chair the whole time - the chair was already the largest size made by a carpenter in the city. So this scene is kind of funny.

But Aatrox listened very seriously. "Noxus? Sounds like a country worth fighting for."

"They highly advocate force, and anyone with power can succeed on their side. And because of this system, most of their internal officials are capable people," Nasus said.

"Nice system." Aatrox nodded.

"What about this Demacia?"

"Their relationship with Noxus is an old enemy. This country is...hard to judge, General. There are strong warriors and good soldiers in the country, but from what I have learned, their political system can be described as It's a stagnant pool."

Aatrox nodded thoughtfully. He had never rejected victories by dirty means. After all, battle is battle and war is war. As a general, he needs to consider the soldiers under his command. If you really want to go to war with Demacia, then it is better to have a weakness to exploit.

"Ionia?"

"I don't advise you to treat this country... well, actually, Ionia cannot be called a country."

Aatrox raised his eyebrows: "How do you say this?"

"There is no unified government in Ionia, they are separated from each other. The information brought by the city lord's mansion and the merchants said that the people of Ionia are very respectful of nature and peace, and they do not like fighting. But this piece of land may be as old as Shurima, and they have so much hidden power."

"Understood."

Aatrox nodded neatly. He made up his mind that if the Ascended Legion could not return to the size of its former heyday, it would be better not to touch Ionia for the time being.

"As for the other countries...don't be afraid. The Freljord are a bunch of barbarians, and the so-called twin cities of Piltover and Zaun are too few to do anything. As for the so-called pirate country, Bilge Walter..."

Nasus didn't say any more, he laughed. So did Aatrox, and for a moment the tent was filled with a cheerful air. Although he didn't say it, Aatrox knew what he wanted to say. It was just a group of pirates. What could he do?

"You look very happy."

A familiar voice interrupted them, and the mage pushed open the tent and walked in.

Seeing him coming, Aatrox stood up immediately, he wanted to say something. But He Shenyan knew that if he was allowed to speak, it would definitely be another half-hour of praise and gratitude. He simply interrupted Aatrox's spell casting and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just here to give you a message."

"Message?"

"yes."

He Shenyan nodded, he opened his right hand, and the image of Setaka's soul before it dissipated, intercepted by a small time retrospective, was projected. Aatrox stared at her. Although his pale blue body was much more illusory, his heroic power was still the same.

He got down on one knee and heard Setaka say, "Looks like it's time, Mage. Say goodbye to Aatrox for me."

His lips trembled, and he said softly, "Good way, Your Majesty."

He Shenyan nodded: "Okay, the message is here. You all work hard, next autumn is the time for a decisive battle. Whether Shurima can survive it will depend on this time."

"What about you? Could you please stay...and help us?" Nasus asked.

The wizard laughed.

"What kind of help do you want?" He looked at the dog-headed man's eyes with interest, but after Nasus pondered for a while, he suddenly found himself speechless.

He suddenly realized that he was asking for more from someone who had already helped them a lot, which was not only immoral, but also very easy to offend. Nasus immediately bowed his head and apologized. His speed and sincerity made people think of the art of changing faces.

"No, Your Excellency. You must pretend that I didn't say anything, that I was too stupid."

"It's nothing, it's just human nature. After all, this is your own business, and there is only so much I can do. However, I have a different opinion about what you are doing."

The mage pondered for a while, but Aatrox was very sensible and didn't say anything. He had never been involved in such matters involving psychological games. Give Nasus a headache.

The dog-headed people saw that things were still turning around. If He Shenyan was willing to help Shurima, it would undoubtedly be great news for them. Therefore, he said respectfully without any image: "Please do not hesitate to enlighten me."

"It's very simple, assign a part of the staff to do archaeology. In exchange for funds and those technologies that have been dated. Anyway, whether it is the Azir Dynasty or the antiques of the Setaka period, there is a lot of market outside, isn't it? You can stay. Take down the really valuable ones and sell some less important garbage in the official name."

"With the funds, you can hire those mages to transform the land for you. As for the food, it's not a problem. You can directly exchange those useless antiques for food, isn't it very cost-effective?"

Nasus woke up suddenly, yeah, why didn't I think of that? He was deeply annoyed by his own stupidity. He never realized that it was so obvious under the dark lights. Isn't this a brand new road? Moreover, the knowledge scrolls obtained by archaeology can also speed up the development of Shurima. In the eyes of Nasus and Aatrox, the current Shurima city-state is really no different from the primitive people.

only......

There was a wry smile on the face of the dog-headed man: "You are right, but this behavior is too contrary to our tradition. But, for the sake of Shurima, I am willing to do it."

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The wizard threw fifteen detect and vigilance spells at the wreckage of Icathia, where the Void Corruption is now deepest. He was very careful not to let the Void find out, and while it wasn't clear if they would actually evolve deceptive shells for detection spells, they had to. After all, He Shenyan had already seen their evolutionary nature.

He had left Shurima at this point, and Aatrox's farming game with Nasus had nothing to do with him. And he didn't want to stay in the place where there was yellow sand for too long. Now, he was on a boat.

He leaned against the deck railing, the sea breeze blowing across his cheeks. The deck is very shiny and the boat is painted white with three layers. Very luxurious, there is even a small theater in the middle level that can be used for performances.

This ship, which is very similar in size to a certain Titanic, belongs to a certain company in Piltover, and He Shenyan can see from this ship that this Piltover's style of painting Unlike Ionia and Shurima.

What about medieval swords and magic? Why did you fast forward to the steam engine all of a sudden?

The mage looked strangely at the huge turbine that kept roaring, billowing smoke kept coming out of the chimney on the top of the ship, although he didn't know anything about technology, this ship was very similar to a steam engine. ..is powered by some kind of magic crystal.

He was interrupted before he could think for long, and a female voice came from beside him: "This gentleman."

He Shenyan turned his head. He saw a serious black-haired lady, about thirty years old, gesturing at him. He has short, capable hair, and he is not wearing a skirt, but a black outfit that is quite similar to a suit.

She reached out and shook hands with the mage.

"Hello, I'm a reporter for the Truth and Progress newspaper in Piltover, and I have a few questions to interview you."

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows.

Good guy, I was still with a bunch of Egyptians pushing stones a few days ago. Not only did you build a steam engine for me, but even reporters came out.

Truth and progress?

"Okay, what do you want to ask?"

The woman smiled, and she introduced herself: "Just some small questions about travel, my name is Olivia Mythdoroy, what's your name?"

"He Shenyan."

"Okay, Mr. He." Olivia was very kind. She took out a notebook from the inner pocket of her vest, opened the first page, and took out a pen from nowhere, and began to write and draw on it. .

She lowered her head and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Ionia."

"Ah, I think so too, you look from the East."

He Shenyan smiled noncommittally.

"Are you going to Piltover?"

"No, I'm going to the Freljord."

"It's a bitter cold place, Mr. He, why do you want to travel there?"

He Shenyan said earnestly: "Because I have a female friend I know. She is young and travels around the world to learn knowledge from various places and all technologies that can benefit her hometown. She plans to return to the Freljord to change Everything there has made her clan live a good life. Now, I have an invitation from her, so I'm going to see it."

Olivia covered her mouth and said in surprise, "God, this is a legendary story, do you mind if I publish it?"

"Never mind, it's not true anyway."

He Shenyan grinned at her: "It's like you're not a reporter either. You almost wrote the words "I'm suspicious" on your face, ma'am. Don't take other people as fools."

Olivia's face became calm, and the previous expressions were all restrained at this moment. She took back the notebook that was blank after writing for a long time. Ask: "How did you find out?"

"Are you sure you really want to know?"

Olivia frowned: "It seems you don't understand, sir. I'm not talking to you on the same level, but questioning you. Although you do have some skills, you can see who I really am. But The ship is already under our control, you have no chance to cast the spell. Look behind you."

He Shenyan looked back very obediently. Two men with bad intentions were standing behind him looking at him, their waists bulging, and their hands were in their purses.

He Shenyan shrugged: "Wow, I'm really scared, I'm almost dying. If I tell you what you want to know, can you stop killing me?"

He was obviously in a perfunctory tone, but Olivia seemed to see something that made her very satisfied. With a triumphant smile on her face, she said with a demented expression, "That would be the best."

"Do you really... want to know?"

The voice fell, and Olivia suddenly woke up. She found herself in darkness, and the echo of that sentence kept ringing in her ears: "Do you really want to know?"

"How is this possible?" she said in disbelief, but no one answered her, only the cold, "Do you really want to know?" echoed incessantly.

"Who are you?!"

"Do you really want to know?"

"answer my question!"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Damn it! What the **** is going on here?"

"Do you really want to know?"

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He Shenyan frowned, he looked at the fallen Olivia. The woman was bleeding from seven orifices, and she always had a dementia smile on her face. He said, "I can't stand it after such a short time? It's really useless, I'm still learning from other people's hijacking of ships..."

The two men behind him realized something was wrong. Just as he was about to come up, they stood in the same place and danced cheerfully. The two men held hands. The difficult movements made the surrounding passengers cheer loudly. The whistles and praises were endless, with stiff smiles on their faces and hot tears in their eyes, wondering what the **** was going on.

The passengers turned a blind eye to the fallen Olivia and the tears of the two men.

He Shenyan leaned back indifferently, and the sea breeze blew again. He said to himself: "I'm really easy to get into trouble."