Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 123 Sivir and Miss Du Quecao
Nashlame has been the port of Shurima since ancient times, but that is not its real name.

Before the fall of the ancient Shurima Empire, this very important trading port was called Nasheramai, famous for its Nasheramai silk—

It takes at least [-] silkworm chrysalis to produce a piece of cloth.

Today, besides the Nasheramai silk, imitations of the sun disc and the festival of Ramos are also famous.

Since the first queen Setaka established the Shurima Empire, Nashlame has a history of more than 5000 years, which is nearly 2000 years earlier than the northern trading post Oshra Vazuan.

Due to the geographical environment along the ocean currents, Nashilame has a milder climate than other places in Shurima.

The annual average temperature in this area is about 25 degrees, and the highest temperature in the hottest summer is around 30 degrees, and the temperature difference between day and night is not too big.

Under various conditions, this port has become one of the most livable areas in Shurima today.

A shabby tavern in the port was very lively, many mercenaries waiting to pick up jobs gathered here, drinking expensive cold beer, bragging about their past experiences.

A young woman with a pretty face, an emerald gold forehead protector, a three-point golden armor, and a large area of ​​wheat-colored skin in contact with dry and hot air sat alone in a corner.

She drank beer silently, with a huge crossblade in hand.

Under the sunlight refracted into the room through the wooden windows of the tavern, a faint golden light radiated on the cross blade.

In Nashilami, such a beauty is the object of every man's pursuit, especially for those mercenaries who travel through the uninhabited desert all the year round and lack women around them.

But the strange thing is, even if they were drunk, these hot-tempered alcoholic mercenaries didn't have the courage to provoke this very young woman who seemed to have no strength.

She is the leader of the most prestigious Zahalo mercenary group today - Sivir.

Ever since Sivir led her men to overthrow the mercenary group's former legendary leader, Aha Zahalo, the mercenary group has gained a formidable reputation under her leadership.

As long as the money is enough, they are willing to accept any task... such as today.

As the wooden door of the tavern was slammed open, several Noxus soldiers in heavy plate armor and armed with big swords and axes rushed in.

"Hey, if you are sensible, leave quickly, this tavern is booked by Noxus today!"

The boiling tavern fell silent in an instant, and dozens of eyes mixed with various emotions cast their gazes on these Noxus soldiers.

Among them, many drunk people had gloomy faces, as if their interest was disturbed, and their hands had already touched the weapons they carried with them.

Since they chose the mercenary industry, these people naturally put their lives at risk.

What's more, rumors of Noxus' failure in Ionia had long spread throughout Naslam, and it was for this reason that they withdrew the defenders of this port.

It's just a few lackeys of Noxus, how dare they be so arrogant?
But before these mercenaries could attack, a voice sounded extremely charming and gentle, but it gave off a very uncomfortable female voice.

"Why, Ashburn, how can you be so rude to everyone?"

As the voice faded, a young woman with beautiful long hair and a graceful figure walked into the room with graceful steps.

She wore a tailor-made Noxus noble-style light armor, which tightly protected all her vital parts.

The dagger-like family crest pattern is engraved on her chest armor, and an exquisitely crafted dagger is pinned around her waist, which gives people a sense of strength under the delicate appearance.

There was a faint smile on the woman's face. She looked around the tavern and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the corner. She smiled even more.

"I'm very sorry, my subordinate is rather rude, please forgive me for the inappropriate words..."

She paused for a moment, and looked at the owner of the bar with a pair of light brown eyes.

"Today...no, including the next three days, Du Kecao's family will cover all the drinks for you guys... I wonder if everyone is satisfied?"

The woman deliberately emphasized the tone of the "Du Kecao" family, which slightly changed the expressions of most of the mercenaries present.

"The Du Cauca family...is the Noxus family that occupies the port of Uzeris to the west?"

"I've heard of Du Kecao, he is a general in Noxus, and his status is not low."

"That's right, the Du Caucao family is still an assassin family, and most of the assassins in Noxus were trained by him."

"Maybe this woman is the general's daughter? I heard her name is Katerina?"

"Idiot, Katerina is the eldest daughter, this one is younger, it should be the younger daughter Cassiopeia..."

"I think we'd better not provoke them..."

Cassiopeia at the entrance of the tavern listened to the whispered discussions of the people present, her standard aristocratic smile remained unchanged.

After a while, some members of the smaller mercenary group confessed first, complimented Cassiopeia a few words and expressed their thanks before leaving in a hurry.

With the lead, the rest of the tavern left one after another.

Even if Noxus is defeated in Ionia, the power of the Du Kekao family in Shurima should not be underestimated.

After all, no one wants to be wary of daggers and swords hanging above their heads while they are sleeping...

In just two or three minutes, there were only a few people left in the tavern except the boss and Sivir.

Ashburn, the guard beside Cassiopeia, frowned, and wanted to call his companions to drive them away.

At this time, Sivir, who had been sitting in the corner, put down his wine glass, and his emerald green eyes turned to the door.

"They are all members of my mercenary group, they are our own people, you can trust them, Miss Du Kecao."

"We've worked together so many times, just call me Cassiopeia."

Cassiopeia beckoned to her subordinates, then walked straight to Sivir, sat down opposite her, her eyes quickly flicked over the cross blade on the table.

"So... why did you write in advance to ask me to wait for you here? It's so urgent?" Sivir asked.

When it came to business, Cassiopeia suppressed the smile on her face, and said with a serious face: "My family's expedition team discovered the ruins entrance of the lost ancient city of Shurima emerging from the sand sea."

Sivir raised his eyebrows, "So, our mission this time is to assist you in looting the lost emperor's tomb? I remember that it seems to be the tomb of the last emperor Azir, right?"

"Of course... what's going on?"

Just as Cassiopeia was about to tell Sivir the details, there was a loud noise outside the tavern.

It seems that the guard at the door had a conflict with someone.

Cassiopeia and Sivir exchanged glances, got up and walked towards the door of the tavern at the same time.

Before getting close, I only heard a few men speaking with a very heavy accent, cursing rudely:
"Hey! You Noxians, you don't own this tavern. Why don't you let us in?"

"We are craftsmen of the Midarda family, from the parliamentary family, I advise you not to provoke us!"

"You think the tolls at Sun Gate are low now, and you want us to raise them?"

But obviously, the two Noxus guards at the door couldn't understand their own "Shurima" language.

Not only the guards, but even Cassiopeia couldn't understand, so they went to the door and looked out.

Before she had time to ask the reason for the noise, her gaze swept across the people at the door, and she couldn't help frowning.

These people are wearing Piltover's clothes, and they should be hex craftsmen who are valued by a certain family.

What are these Piltovers doing here?
Could it be that he also came to explore the lost tomb of the imperial capital?

But they are obviously not members of the expedition team...

Just when Cassiopeia was puzzled, the guard noticed that his young lady had come forward, and hurried to protect her in front of her, with a tougher attitude:

"Go away, this place is reserved by the Du Kecao family."

"Don't force us to do it!"

As they spoke, they pulled out the sabers around their waists, scaring several craftsmen.

"I warn you, if you dare to attack us, our person in charge will not spare you lightly!"

This time, the leading middle-aged man spoke the lingua franca of Piltover.

As the daughter of the Du Kecao family, Cassiopeia has been proficient in various languages ​​since she was a child, and she can naturally understand such normal words.

principal?
She frowned, and asked in Piltover: "I'm Cassiopeia from the Du Kecao family. Which Piltover family are you from?"

"The Du Cucao family?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then the anger on his face turned into surprise.

"We are artisans of House Myrdalda of Piltover..."

"It turned out to be the Midarda family."

Cassiopeia remembered the Noxus Myrdalda family that helped in the invasion of Ionia, and a standard smile appeared on her face again.

"Speaking of which, the relationship between our Du Kecao family and your branch family in Noxus is pretty good..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a mechanical young man's voice came from the end of the street: "Larno, what happened? Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble?"

"Mr. Li Lin?"

... Li Lin?
unfamiliar name.

Cassiopeia noticed the man's panic, and looked sideways at the source of the voice, her face suddenly changed.

I saw two men wearing armor similar to the light version of the brass and steel diving suit, but more delicate and exquisite, walking over here.

And in the midair behind them, there are 3 humanoid machines floating in midair and a strange-looking floating steel device.

Cassiopeia looked stunned, "What is this?!"

　There are 103 people in the group, and I will write a special episode when I reach [-] (｀д)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)