Chapter 139 The more I see, the more things are hidden!
In the gorgeous and exquisite living room.
The orderly officer Nasr stood bowed on the right side, and Tai Lung on the left also maintained a respectful posture, hiding under his silver cloak and looking at the main seat with his eyes.
Under the bright magic lights.
Wearing a simple coat, Swain sat upright and held the black crutch gently, looking like an old-school aristocrat.
Silence prevailed.
The glow outside the window soaks into the glass, mixes with the magic light, and falls on the ground.
Huo Jixing stood under Tai Lung, and the corner of his eye fell on Swain, who was processing the letter in his hand.
Just sitting there quietly, the aura exuding from Swain made people feel a kind of majesty, as if an extremely powerful force was controlling everything, and everyone silently belonged to his command.
"Nasr, you stay in Rocklund."
Swain's gaze was like a torch, as if he could see through people's hearts. Although his aura was oppressive, it did not make people feel terrible pressure.
"Yes, Your Majesty, Commander." Nasr saluted respectfully.
Then, Swain's eyes moved and looked to the left: "Tailong, Huo Jixing, come with me to the camp!"
"Yes!" Tailong and Huo Jixing came out Come out and speak respectfully.
Huo Jixing watched Swain stand up and walk out of the living room calmly. He seemed to be walking slowly, but he left the castle quickly.
Although Huo Jixing had some doubts in his heart, he would not question Swain's decision.
Leave Rocklund.
On the wide and flat trade road, there were already soldiers and carriages waiting.
Huo Jixing looked around and saw six honorary guards. It could be seen from their armor that each one was selected from the Cui Fali Legion.
Lokrond Plains, Noxian Camp.
After hearing the news of Swain's arrival, all the war group leaders and generals waited outside the camp.
Da da! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and Gulans saw an old carriage driving in the distance.
Against the backdrop of the dusty, blood-red sky, a very ordinary carriage seemed to be invading like billowing black clouds.
He seemed to see darkness descending and hear the crows of hungry crows. The rags hanging from their beaks were just like the fallen military standards in the Noxian camp.
Swain stepped out of the carriage, with gray strands in his hair, and a simple coat covered with battle-baptized armor.
Gulans and Leto stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Lord Commander."
Many battle group leaders and generals behind them saluted at the same time.
“Let’s go to the meeting hall.”
Swain led Tai Long and Huo Jixing into the camp, followed by six honorary guards.
In the central area of the camp, in the meeting hall.
Swain sat high on the throne, with Tai Lung and Huo Ji Xing standing on the left and right.
On the long table further down are the generals and leaders of many battle groups based on Gulans and Leto.
Grans looked at Swain in the main seat and could feel something indescribable, but no matter how carefully he observed, he could not see any clues.
Maybe this is some kind of real unknown?
Perhaps it is precisely because of this indescribability that so many people belong to Swain's command.
But now everything is ready, as I expected, he will arrive.
The ground beneath the camp forms an inescapable maze. I, and only I, can determine the future of the empire.
“My trusted generals,” Swain spoke softly, the sonorous sound like a sword being unsheathed.
“When I was in the capital, I was a little shocked when I heard about your failure.”
"Now, tell me how Noxus will win?"
Leto looked at Gulans on the opposite side, then stood up and walked to the sand table, pointing to the undulating hilly terrain.
"We need twelve land speeders."
"Each one is pulled by a dragon lizard, leading the way in front of the battle group. With just one command, we will trample over the enemy "It's hard for us to control the dragon lizard ourselves," Swain whispered, staring at the fine Ionian wine in the glass. "Imagine that a random rebel throws explosives, and as long as there is an explosion - please tell me, in your imagination, who will run first - the panicked and furious dragon lizard, or your frightened legion?"
"Then we will burn this place to ashes," Meira said confidently before Gulans spoke.
"Use the black gunpowder that the empire had previously reserved to completely bury those rebels in the Lochrond Plains."
Swain sighed: "We are here. In order to get the land you want to burn, it seems that I overestimated your understanding of the properties of natural sulfur ore and saltpeter."
He shook the wine in his glass and showed a hint of disappointment." You will bury the empire’s black powder resources with your own hands.”
"My warband is still brave,"
Yonat, hiding in the shadows, spoke coldly. In contrast to his Shurima skin, the surrounding shadows seemed brighter.
"Your Majesty, I will lead my fleet soldiers to enter the Rocklund Plain after sunset."
"It doesn't matter whether it's clean or beautiful, we will kill them all. Rebels."
Swain nodded slightly, his eyes falling on Gulans who had remained silent: "What are your plans?"
"Haha!" Gulans laughed softly and looked at Yonath in the shadow.
"I was really worried for a little while, afraid that you really found a way to win."
Suddenly!
The meeting hall fell into a dead silence, and the candles on both sides were almost burned to the bottom.
Gulans stood up, looking a little fanatical.
This is my moment, and the pale lady will be delighted with it. I will chant her name as I send the Commander into oblivion.
“The truth is, you can’t win this battle.” Gulans looked at Swain who was sitting high in the chair.
"You can't fight death, not even the ruler of Noxus, Darkwill has proven it."
Swain and others quietly Looking at Gulansi quietly, he saw him carefully taking out the flint from his coat and already holding the fuse in his other hand.
“Why am I responsible for building this camp, because the fate of everything points to destruction.”
He kicked open the long black table, and a dense pile of black gunpowder piled up.
Earlier, Gulans sent war masons to consider all the details, the subtle ups and downs of each piece of land, in detail.
And the needle-point fate of Noxus, and the whispered prophecies about the various moments
"Haha, look, General Grunth is the only one who knows anything. ," Swain chuckled, smoothing out the wrinkles on his coat.
"He alone understands, the rest of you, you ask how not to be defeated when the battle comes."
"But there are some battles that cannot be won. Sometimes, the only tactic is to go through fire and water, rushing into the flames with the belief that you will die, but there will be tens of thousands of people behind you."
"And in ancient times Behind General Lance, there is the power to influence the fate of the empire!"
Swain opened his coat with a cruel smile: "I hope you can tell her your failure in person."
His voice was filled with eternal anger: "I hope she can also hear the repentance of the deceased."
In the meeting hall, scarlet power emerged, holding tightly Gulansi's neck and lifted him into the air.
"As you said, I am not the only one behind the push for destiny." Gulans's face turned red, he looked directly at Swain, and let the lead in his hand fall to the ground.
“Are you talking about the black powder buried under the camp?” Swain said suddenly.
"Unfortunately, your technique is too rough."
He looked at Gu Lansi who looked panicked, laughed softly, gently clasped the outstretched scarlet left hand, and pulled Gu Lansi's hand out. Lance pulled closer to him.
"All black powder has been removed, and your soldiers and war masons have reported your plot."
"No, it's impossible, they are" Gulans said in panic, no longer as confident as before.
“You have Black Rose spies, why can’t I have soldiers who instigate rebellion?”
Swain admired Gulans’s emotional changes until despair crept onto his face.
With a 'click' sound, Swain shook his head slightly and crushed Gulans' neck. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to penetrate the space and look into the dark corner of the meeting hall.
The more he saw, the more he realized there was more hidden within the empire.
"You said, yes, Lady Pale?"
(End of Chapter)