LOL: Summoner of Goddess Jana

A few days later, a noble manor in the Immortal Fortress City.

"Commander Leicester, let's have another drink." The owner of the manor gave a look, and the servant standing beside him with a bottle came forward respectfully and slowly filled a glass of fine wine for Leicester.

Lester was slightly drunk, but he still gulped down the fine wine in one gulp.

He comes from a poor background and has never done much research on wine.But the difference between a good wine and a cheap wine is still obvious and can be tasted.

"General Tomili, how much is this thing?" Lester asked vulgarly.

"It's worthless." General Tomili smiled calmly, "They are all products of his own winery."

"We are also old comrades-in-arms. If you like it, I will ask the housekeeper to send two cars to your house tomorrow. Please taste it slowly."

"Haha." Of course Leicester knew that the "worthless self-brewed wine" that the old nobleman said must be very valuable.

One gift is two cars. If it is converted into market price, this is probably enough for the leader's cadres to see Mr. Tam.

Although Leicester is not a leader, but in the past year, he has been strictly demanding himself with the standards of a leader.

Not to mention two carts of famous wine worth thousands of gold, even if it is a favor of one gold coin, he will not accept it casually.Even if he accepts it, he will immediately return a gift of corresponding value to show the distinction between public and private.

So when General Tomili offered to send him two carts of good wine, his first reaction was to refuse.but
"I'm already a sinner, so what else can I do?" Recalling Swain's indifferent and decisive words, Lester couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart.

Compared with the evil deeds he committed in the past, what is collecting two carts of wine?
Anyway, it's impossible for him to keep his status in the future, so it's better to be drunk now and be his true self first.

"Thank you then, General Tomily," said Lester.

"Oh?" Tomili couldn't help but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He took a sip of the red wine, and taking advantage of the slightly drunkenness, he said half jokingly, half seriously: "Oh, Commander Leicester, don't call me general anymore."

"I can't even see my own battle group now. I eat, drink and play in this manor like a waste every day. How can I be regarded as an imperial general?"

In order to maintain the stability of the domestic situation, Swain unceremoniously gave "Emperor Capital Housing Benefits" to the leaders of the independent war group who were like princes in those places after using thunderous means to wipe out a vote of rebels.

Almost all the leaders of the independent war group were forced to leave their territory, moved to the Immortal Fortress with their wives and children, and became nominal central officials under Swain's nose.

Although Swain didn't do everything right, the territory and battle group under their name are still in the hands of their family members who stayed behind.

But obviously, if their family members who stay in the territory are not safe enough, they still want to make trouble.
As the heads of the family, they, together with other family members who entered Beijing together, would be invited to prison by Swain immediately, and experience the complicated feelings of being sent to the guillotine in Noxus by the "filial son and virtuous brother".

"Sigh. If I continue to be idle like this, I will be too fat to ride a dragon lizard!"

"Haha." Lester smirked and smirked, without any response.

And General Tomil secretly observed his expression, and continued to say "drunk talk": "Actually, drinking tea and drinking every day, it's not bad to have a leisurely life."

"It's just that I'm worried that if this continues, we may not even be able to drink the good wine in this glass."

"What?" Lester frowned secretly, feeling wary in his heart.

"It's not the leaders." General Tomil's "drunken words" became more and more explicit: "These Zauns have already infiltrated Noxus overwhelmingly. Even the serfs in my winery were killed. They agitated and clamored for my personal freedom, rent and interest reduction, and clearing old debts."

"Hey! If this continues, won't Noxus be turned upside down by these poor ghosts?"

"I don't know what Commander Swain thinks, why doesn't he?"

"Ahem!" Seeing that the old comrade's words were becoming more and more dangerous, Lester interrupted with a light cough at the right time.

Then, he said solemnly: "Commander Swain has his own considerations. We have the power of two ancient demons, and we don't need to be afraid of the leader."

The fire demon and shadow demon left behind by the black rose are now the power of the Noxus Empire on the bright side.

Just like Demacia promoted Galio as a "decisive weapon" to appease the hearts of the main fighters, Swain has been advocating the power of these two demons to stabilize the situation.

This statement could fool many people before, but as time passed, the anxiety in the hearts of the nobles has accumulated deeper and deeper, until now...
General Tomili took a sip of his wine, and questioned directly: "Really? Commander Swain really has a way to deal with the leader? Is he really thinking about how to deal with the leader?"

"Why do I feel that Swain is leading him, and I am like the leader!"

"You?!" Lester's pupils shrank.

These nobles have already noticed it?
He was about to say a few words on the spot to oppose this kind of rebellious remarks, but General Tomily continued to speak "drunk words" in front of his disciple of the great commander: "Commander Leicester, you don't Do you feel it?"

"General Swain has promoted mid-to-high-level officers over the past year, and most of them are young people who are leaders."

"They are not greedy or take anything, they are as clean as water, they don't use privileges, they don't take bribes, they don't do business, they don't buy property, and they behave like leaders..."

"Look, do they still look like the generals of the empire?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lester retorted without changing his face: "Could it be that the generals of our empire can't be honest officials?"

"Commander Swain's kindness to us is as great as a mountain. Of course, we must repay the commander's kindness, always check ourselves and forge ahead every day."

"It's like I haven't been greedy or taken this year. Could it be that I have become a leader?"

"Haha." General Tomily smiled drunkenly, "You?"

"No, I know you too well. You certainly don't."

Lester: "."

It seemed part approval, part mocking.In short, the words were harsh to his ears.

"Enough! General Tomily, stop talking nonsense. How could Commander Swain be the leader?"

"Making such malicious speculations about the commander-in-chief. Are you not afraid that I will report what you said regardless of the feelings of my comrades in arms?"

Lester made a serious expression that wanted to draw a line with him, which seemed very serious.

But Tomili observed his expression carefully, but still said through the alcohol: "Sorry, I said the wrong thing."

"However, Commander Leicester, I think you can understand my feelings. We may be together."

"Huh?" Lester frowned, as if very unhappy.

But General Tomili's words hit his heart: "Many of the officers and generals that Commander Swain has replaced in the past year are your friends and confidants."

"It seems that the commander-in-chief doesn't seem to trust you very much, Commander Leicester."

Lester looked ugly and remained silent.

"So, I wonder if you are also treating the leader and the main combat faction, which is why Commander Swain treats you like this."

Lester still didn't speak, as if acquiescing to this.

"You can definitely see that no matter what Commander Swain thinks, if we drag on like this, we probably won't have a chance to defeat the leader."

"No one knows whether the so-called two great demons can defeat Goddess Janna. But one thing is certain:"

"If we lose, then everything we have now will be wiped out with the arrival of the leader."

"The spirit of Noxus will die with it. The impotent wretches will trample on us. Our past achievements will be turned into shameful crimes overnight. We will be sent to prison, reformation Farms, and even gallows and guillotines, judged by those wretches who should have groveled before us"

General Tomily sighed again.

"." Lester was silent for a long time, and finally let go: "Yes!"

He also sighed deeply and said, "But what can we do?"

"I can't change the mind of Commander Swain. And with our strength alone, we absolutely can't change the status quo, and we can't defeat the leader who has risen."

"They have the goddess Janna, and we're just mortals."

"That's not necessarily the case." Tomili said in a delicate tone.

"Oh?" Lester looked over, his eyes full of inquiry.

But Tomili carefully smirked again: "Haha. I was just thinking, it would be great if we also have our own gods."

"My own god?" Lester's heart skipped a beat.

That's exactly what he's been thinking about.

In the past year, every night of tossing and turning, every time he was reluctant to play the good guy in front of those untouchables, he couldn't help but think.
It would be nice if they had gods to protect them too.

There is a good god like Janna in the world, why can't there be an evil god who protects the nobles?
"Such a god." Lester looked thoughtfully at the drunken General Tomily: "Is there?"

"Perhaps there is," Tomily replied bluntly.

Then, he said insinuatingly: "I heard that Volibear, the demigod of the Freljord, is an evil god who does not like human civilization."

"But unlike the alien goddess Janna, the gods are all proud. Volibear sleeps for thousands of years, and rarely sets foot in the mortal world."

"To meet the fabled 'Volibear,' the faithful must show determination."

"What resolution?" Lester asked.

"The determination to completely betray the past." Tomili asked pointedly, looking in the direction of the Immortal Fortress.

"Do you have such determination, Commander Leicester?"

Lester was silent for a moment.

Finally, he said: "A believer's determination has always been given by the gods."

"The reason why the bear people believe in Volibear and are willing to leave the human race for it is also because they have witnessed the power of Volibear and know the greatness of the gods."

"If there is such a god who opposes Janna in the world, I think I might have the same determination."

There was a subtle silence.

Tomily observed his expression deeply, and then smiled: "Hahaha look at us, both of us are drunk, and we are both starting to imagine that there are gods coming to save Noxus. Haha."

He looked at the sky outside the window: "It's getting late, I want to rest after drinking too much."

"Commander Leicester, I will stop entertaining you."

"This..." Lester frowned slightly.

But then, General Tomili said meaningfully: "If you are free tomorrow night, come to my place again."

"I will call some reliable friends and entertain you well."

Lester bid farewell to General Tomil, and slowly walked out of the living room smelling of alcohol.

God, the god of their nobility
Those half-drunk "crazy things" that Tomili said were still lingering in his mind at this moment.

This is like an unrealistic hope, it is so illusory that it is unbelievable, but it makes desperate people instinctively willing to believe.

Should he believe it?

Will he come tomorrow?

I don't know if it's the effect of alcohol or something else, Lester's mind is in a mess right now.

"Mr. Lester?" A call interrupted his chaotic thoughts and brought him back to reality.

It was a stern-looking young man, his student, Siddhar Kayn.

Although Kayn had only been with Lester for more than a year, he was far inferior to his other cronies in the army.

But Kayn was an orphan he single-handedly raised from the youth camp.It can be said that he completely changed Kayn's life and destiny, and he has infinite kindness to Kayn.

And this kid is only less than 12 years old this year, and he is only one and a half years old.Children's thoughts are easy to control, and they will not be as difficult to distinguish between loyalty and villainy as adults.

Lester has been cultivating Kayn in the same way as cultivating officers of the old empire, and did not tell him the truth that Noxus has been secretly controlled by the leaders.

And according to his secret observations and repeated tests, in following him for more than a year, Kayn did not show any yearning for the leader's thoughts, nor did he show any sympathy for the poor and weak.

At the same time, under his deliberate connivance and encouragement, Kayn did not miss a single day of the material enjoyment that those upper class people should have.

This kid completely broke away from his origin as a wandering orphan, and was successfully trained by him to become an upstart in the empire.

Therefore, compared with those cronies in the army who became his subordinates after they became adults, the young and immature Kayn, the black seedling he cultivated with his own hands, made Lester feel at ease.

He has always carefully cultivated Kayn as a personal disciple, and always takes this kid by his side as his accompanying adjutant.

Kayn was gifted, intelligent, and loyal.After a long time, he really regarded Kayn as his half son.

Just now, when Lester had a secret drink with General Tomil, Kayn had been waiting outside the reception room.

Seeing him coming out now, Kayn took the initiative to follow his pace and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Lester, how is the situation?"

"Have you gained anything this time?"

"I" Lester was at a loss for words.

He knew that Kayn asked him this question in order to write the investigative report for Swain for him.

Yes.General Tomily, his old comrade-in-arms, was on the investigation list Swain had given him.

Has he gained anything this time?Of course there is.

The last hope of the nobles, a true god that seems to exist—General Tomily secretly revealed this time, but it was a very terrible news.

Then he wants to report this matter truthfully and tell Swain about it?
He wants to tell the leaders that the nobles may still have hope of turning around, and is there still a god to help?

"Mr. Lester?" Kayn cast another inquiring gaze.

"Nothing." Lester came back to his senses, and replied in a strange way: "It's still the same as before, nothing useful to talk about."

"The guy just complained behind his back and invited me to continue drinking tomorrow."

"I understand." Kayn nodded naturally, "Then I will report that nothing happened."

"Yeah." Lester nodded guiltily.

"Then shall we come tomorrow?" Kayn asked again.

Lester was silent for a moment.

He gazed into the distance at the towering and immortal fortress, the pinnacle of power in the Noxian Empire.

He used to think that as long as he continued to fight by all means, he could gain a place there.

But now.
"Kayn." Lester suddenly asked without thinking: "Do you want to be a nobleman?"

"This..." Kayn was taken aback for a moment.

Then he said in a sincere tone: "Of course. Every day in the slums, I want to be a nobleman."

"But what if someone won't let you?" Lester asked.

"I will wipe out all enemies on the way forward." Kayn replied coldly.

"Including me?" Lester asked jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Kayn replied seriously: "Including you. If you want to kill my dream."

"."

"Haha. You really look like me, Kayn." Lester smiled.He got the answer he wanted.

He took a step forward and walked forward without saying a word.

"Ms. Leicester? Then tomorrow?" Kayn hurriedly followed, asking the question just now.

Lester didn't look back.

"Come back tomorrow."