Chapter 12: Zhao Xin, your son?
Throne Hill at night, the royal residence of Demacia.

In a brightly lit room, Jarvan III was looking down at a document seriously. After a while, he raised his head with a headache and rubbed his temples with his hands.

Now Jarvan III is in his prime and Jarvan IV has just come of age. Demacia has repelled enemies from the north and east on the battlefield. Under the leadership of Jarvan III, the country is prospering.

But only Jarvan III could see that all this was just an appearance. Today's Demacia is mired in crisis. The biggest crisis is the relationship between the Demacians and the mages.

Jarvan III handled this matter gently, and he did so, but in recent years, the Demon Seekers have become increasingly disobedient.

This gave Jarvan III a headache.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night." A voice sounded from the front.

Jarvan III looked up and saw a handsome man with a ponytail and a spear on his back walking towards him.

When he came to Jarvan III, he knelt on one knee and said seriously: "You should rest."

"Rest? Xin Zhao, I'm telling you, listen, help me analyze this carefully." Jarvan III shook his head with a wry smile.

"The Mianwei family applied for a marriage with the Laurent family, and they intend to marry Laxana to my son. Barrett is even more so. The Bouvier family has donated half of their property to him because of his philanthropic character. If it weren't for his reputation, the Bouvier family would have gone bankrupt long ago. Now, the Mianwei family is the only one in power. What do you think Tiana wants to do?"

"This document states that the Demon Search Group violated my orders and broke into civilians' homes to capture magicians without permission."

Jarvan III was a little angry and said in a deep voice: "When did I say that we can arrest civilians at will? Even if they have the forbidden power of demons, they are still citizens of Demacia. As long as they are not dangerous, we can just treat them as surveillance targets. They have not committed any crime!"

But as Jarvan III spoke, he sighed again.

Didn't they commit a crime?

They actually committed a crime. Because according to the laws of the Kingdom of Demacia, anyone who possesses magic is a criminal, even if they have done nothing.

Jarvan III wanted to change all this, but he failed because too many people refused. The interests involved were too great and too many noble families were involved.

Sitting in this position, looking at the prosperous country where the people live in peace and contentment, only Jarvan III knows that this is just the bright side. On the shadow side, many Demacians are suffering.

Zhao Xin said nothing, just knelt silently, listening to the king's complaints.

As for whether the Crownguard family has crossed the line, Zhao Xin actually doesn't care. His sense of belonging to Demacia all comes from the Lightshield family, all comes from the man sitting at the desk in front of him.

Therefore, if the Crown Guard really crossed the line and threatened the king's rights, all it took was a word from Jarvan III, and Xin Zhao would rush into the Crown Guard's house alone, armed with weapons.

"Forget it. Every time I talk to you about this, you pretend you don't understand." Seeing Xin Zhao's determined face, Jarvan III stood there silently, smiling bitterly and waving his hands.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Your Majesty, the Sixth Army has sent us a report."

"Come in." Jarvan III said loudly.

A knight walked in and handed the document to Xin Zhao. Xin Zhao took the document and walked in front of Jarvan III.

"His Majesty."

Jarvan III took the document and started reading it. After just a few glances, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Xin with suspicion. Then, seeing Zhao Xin's confused expression, Jarvan III laughed again and shook his head.

"Back off, I understand."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The knight saluted respectfully, then turned and left the room.

"Xin Zhao, guess what the Sixth Army has written?" Jarvan III said with interest.

"I think it's Crownguard who went to the Sixth Army again." "Yes, he went again, but this time it's not because of him, but because of you." Jarvan III laughed and stroked his beard.

Zhao Xin was stunned for a moment, then asked in astonishment: "Because of me?"

"Okay, we are not master and servant." Jarvan III waved his hand, asking Zhao Xin to relax a little.

After more than ten years of fighting, Jarvan III had long regarded Xin Zhao as his close confidant. During these ten years, because of Xin Zhao, Jarvan III escaped countless assassinations from Noxus. Therefore, Xin Zhao was not only his guard, steward, and minister, but also his friend.

"I didn't do anything, why is it linked to me?" Zhao Xin said puzzledly.

"Take a look for yourself." Jarvan III handed the document to Xin Zhao.

Zhao Xin took it with both hands. After just a few glances, his eyes widened. "Ridiculous! I don't even have a wife, so how can I have a son?"

"The man with black hair and black eyes is my son? We can find a large number of him by just searching at that port!" Zhao Xin said in a deep voice, rarely losing his composure.

Seeing this, Jarvan III's original depression due to the demon hunter dissipated a lot, and he laughed: "If it was just black hair and black eyes, then it really doesn't make sense, but this boy is very good at fighting, and he has become friends with Garen. Therefore, the soldiers of the Sixth Army suspect that he is your son."

"Think about it carefully, if you have a son, he would be that old too." Jarvan III said loudly.

Seeing his beloved king happily teasing him, Zhao Xin felt helpless but accepted it.

As long as the king is happy.

"Will this not cause any trouble?"

"What can happen? You don't have to clean up the trouble he causes. The sponsor behind that kid is Madam Bouvier, the woman who dared to point at my nose and scold me when I ascended the throne." King Jarvan III thought of Barrett's wife, and a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Lestarabville, a strong woman, a woman who dared to accuse the king of his faults before he ascended the throne, a woman who was pursued by a flawless man like Barrett for ten years before she succeeded.

With her around, no matter how wild that boy is, he will be under control.

"How good is he in fighting?" Zhao Xin asked a curious question.

Jarvan III thought for a moment and said, "How good do you think Garen is?"

"Garen is still a rough diamond. He is still growing. As for his combat power," Zhao Xin continued, "it is very average."

Don't think that Xin Zhao looks down on Garen.

Decades ago, Zhao Xin was in Karlsted. He was a monster that never retreated even in the face of thousands of Demacian warriors. He truly fought one against a thousand on the battlefield. His spear was stained with the blood of hundreds of Demacian warriors. Only when the Fearless Vanguard came forward and surrounded Zhao Xin with a shield formation were they able to stop the monster.

The Fearless Vanguard warriors were also shocked and amazed by Zhao Xin's spear skills.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration for Zhao Xin to evaluate Garen as average.

"That kid defeated Garen easily, and he's not even seventeen years old." Jarvan III said loudly.

Zhao Xin's eyes lit up, "Then he is a talented person."

"Do you really want to adopt him as your son?"

Jarvan III quipped.

Zhao Xin sighed helplessly and bowed: "Your Majesty, you should rest now."

"Tsk!"

(End of this chapter)

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