Nasus' arrival was like a huge rock being thrown into a calm pond, and the ripples it caused caused the dilapidated city to explode. The ruler of this city, the High Priest, the Saint, Azrahir, Salamu, the descendant of the Eagle King, the first voice of Vikala, the Illuminator, the Light Walker, the Fire Protector, the Dawn Messenger …
There were many adjectives to describe the ruler, or rather, the king's title. Most people couldn't remember his stinky, long title that was almost as long as the name of a dish.
After all, he was a person who relied on his fame and bloodline to rule this city. Many of the soldiers under his command had come for the so-called glory. Of course, money and various treatments were unavoidable. But with money and treatment, as well as a title full of history and glory and a goal to strive for, he would have loyal soldiers. This was also the reason why he gave himself so many titles.
Although he didn't know how to protect the tinder in the city and couldn't summon the power of the sun disc to bring golden light, he wasn't the first to discover and develop Vikala. But this didn't mean that the people of this city and other cities didn't care about these titles because they were the orthodox and the reason why he ruled this city with the title of the High Priest and the Saint.
"Have you investigated thoroughly? Nasus didn't treat the girl any differently? "
The ruler of this city received Nasus with a grand ceremony, but he didn't receive any acknowledgment from Nasus that he was the true descendant of Nasus. That was why the High Priest sat on his throne with a gloomy expression and asked his new subordinates. The High Priest's confidant was a guard captain with a resolute expression.
"No, the Lost Desert Child even got into quite a conflict with them. He broke their walls and the girl even fainted."
The guard captain recounted what happened after Li Ke, Sivir, and Nasus met. After hearing that someone could withstand Nasus' attack, the High Priest knitted his brows.
"Looks like another idiot with some ability who wants to gather some lowly commoners to do something."
Pretending to be the descendant of the Eagle King was a common thing. After all, he was the last Emperor and everyone was curious about him. Moreover, in this land, as long as one was a king or overlord, they would call themselves the descendant of the Eagle King. Therefore, it was normal for a few of them to suddenly appear among the people. In this desert, the ones who spoke were the swords and the soldiers under them.
That was why the ruler didn't care too much about it because he could execute many of such people every year. It was just that this one was quite capable. that.. However, he didn't think much of it. In his opinion, ascenders only lived a little longer. They were worthless in front of his soldiers. The only reason he paid so much attention to Nasus was because of the legitimacy that Nasus had. The guard captain obviously thought the same, so he nodded and added to the High Priest's thoughts.
"I think so. After all, judging from their appearance and the way they talk, they are a group of pirates from Ionia and Birgivot. I'm afraid they heard some legends about Shurima and wanted to swindle us."
The High Priest smiled and handed a glass of wine to the guard captain. Then, he smiled and clinked glasses with the grateful guard.
"Then don't worry about it … No, keep an eye on them. If Nasus comes into contact with them again, as long as it's not to punish them, kill them after Nasus leaves. "
The guard captain nodded and then drank the wine in the cup with His Highness Priest. But what they didn't know was that some of the contents of their conversation were all heard and seen by Nasus who was arranged in the luxurious palace. He couldn't help but sigh and shake his head helplessly because such a trick wouldn't have worked in the first place. The marble floor engraved with magical formations would instantly destroy his magic and expose his plan.
But the tiles here were just crude stones. They weren't even exactly the same. Just like the sun discs made of brass and other metals, they gave off an indescribable feeling of discomfort. The city walls of this city were once praised for their incomparably square granite. But now? They were made of irregular wooden blocks and coarse stones.
Just walking in this city that was once the heart of the Empire and where Emperor Azir's mother was born was a torture to him.
Think about it. If a child smashed the model that you spent tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of dollars on and built a door on the basic frame with three pieces of broken building blocks, he would be proud of it. Then, he would proudly show it to you and allow you to praise him for his achievements. It was such a torment that Nasus could only suppress the urge to roar and criticize everything in this city. He could only silently listen to the praises and delusions of the people.
He knew that he was partly responsible for this, as well as the ascendants who couldn't control their evil thoughts. After all, compared to the ascendants, the memories and strength of the mortals were too insignificant. It was the ascendants who destroyed the Empire and he didn't do anything about it. He was also responsible for the decline of this city and the ascendants' bloodline.
And now, the thoughts and actions of the ruler of this city had caused him to lose the last bit of hope for this once glorious city. If the ruler had the slightest bit of magnanimity, Nasus would help him restore part of this city's glory and strengthen his forces. If — and he meant 'if' — this priest had the slightest bit of ascendant bloodline, Nasus would teach and assist him alongside Sivir.
But it was a pity that this priest didn't have the blood of a hero. He didn't have the ascendant bloodline, even if he had Azir's bloodline. He didn't deserve that title at all. Just like those people in the past, even though they had the bloodline, they didn't deserve the title of ascendant bloodline.
"It seems like I was right."
Nasus was glad that he didn't bring Sivir here in a moment of impulse. But he didn't know how long he could tolerate this clumsy imitation in front of him. He couldn't help but recall the mortal who said that he was weak and pondered over Li Ke's true intentions.
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