LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Mr. Colin only knew about their Noxus allies in the "Piltown Daily", and when he saw Noxus soldiers in reality, he always avoided them.

But this time, he couldn't escape.

The Noxians have found home.

"The imperial army is doing business, and anyone who is sensible will get out of the way!" Crete roughly pushed Colin away.

This well-known inventor and well-respected clockwork engineer in Piltover was dragged and pushed aside by him like a helpless chick.

Then several Noxus soldiers rushed in and walked straight to Orianna who was hiding behind the counter.

"You, what are you doing..." Mr. Colin finally panicked.

He staggered up from the ground and stood in front of his delicate and lovely daughter.

"Stop! You...I...we're allies, aren't we?"

"You broke into my shop like this, there must be a reason, right?"

Facing a few drunk head soldiers, Mr. Colin still planned to reason.

The big soldiers looked at each other and couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha..."

"The reason, yes, there has to be a reason—after all, the superior said, when working in Piltover, you must...pay attention to 'civilization', right?"

The leading veteran still thought about it decently.

This is really embarrassing for him.

When they fought in Demacia and Shurima before, they all robbed them directly, so there is no need to find a reason?

"Well, that's it..."

"A few of us are actually here..."

The drunks stared straight at Orianna, unable to turn their heads.

In the end, the experienced veteran made up a decent one on the spot: "We suspect that this chick is that...Leader, yes, a spy sent by the leader!"

"So we want to ask her to go back and cooperate with the 'investigation'!"

The soldiers smirked, and the greed in their eyes was hardly concealed.

"You, you!" Mr. Colin was furious, his cheeks flushed red.

He couldn't understand what these big soldiers wanted to do to his daughter.

But he still didn't dare to explode. He also doesn't have the ability to explode.

He could only endure the anger, stood in front of his daughter with difficulty, and said flatteringly:

"Gentlemen, my daughter really has nothing to do with the leader...The law enforcement officers have investigated these matters before, and our family is innocent."

Mr. Colin certainly did not hope to convince the other party by words.

He took out the money bag from his arms very politely, poured a dozen gold hexes into his hands, and handed them to these Noxus soldiers: "I hope everyone can investigate clearly and don't wrong me. Daughter. She's a really nice girl."

As soon as these gold coins came out of the building, the eyes of the big soldiers really changed.

Critter even swallowed uncontrollably, thinking of taking the gold coins and leaving, making a fortune in vain and then accepting it.

But veterans have experience.

He snatched the gold coins calmly, put them in a purse, and hid them in his arms.

Then, as if he had never received any money, he said to Colin with an unchanged expression: "Okay, we will investigate carefully."

"Then ask your daughter to cooperate with the work and come with us!"

"You?!" Colin's eyes widened.

He didn't understand that Noxus was not Piltover.

For the Noxians, money is not the answer to all problems.

Wealth without strength as a guarantee is originally someone else's. He doesn't have to give it at all.

The more Colin backed down and flattered him, the more the soldiers felt that he was weak and weak.

So, after the veteran collected his money, he immediately flirted with Crete: "Do it, take this chick back!"

"No, don't!" Colin pleaded. He rummaged through his pockets before hastily adding: "I, my family still have money, a lot of money. You can go get it with me..."

"Please, let my daughter go."

"Okay." The veteran narrowed his eyes greedily.

"Since you are so sincere, then we can assure you - when the investigation is over, we will bring your daughter back alive."

Colin was completely desperate now.

He frantically stood in front of Orianna, yelling: "No! You can't do this! We are allies, we are our own..."

"Go to Nima!" The veteran said impatiently, "I've always done this in Noxus. What kind of fart is an 'ally'?"

"That's right!" Crete nodded secretly.

Compared with the food collection team in his hometown, they are really civilized now.

They Noxus came all the way to fight for Picheng, so we can't just let our hometown suffer and let you be happy, right?

Colin: "..."

Colin was completely helpless now.

What can he do? Call the law enforcement officer? Piltover law enforcement officer, can that enforce Noxian law?

Or invite Senator Camille? He only has a little wealth, but he is far from that face.

"Orianna!" Colin could only frantically stand in front of his daughter.

This annoyed the veteran even more: "Crete, don't waste your time."

"Yes!" Crete gasped.

He used to carefully avoid the ugly and eccentric daughter of the landlord who behaved vulgarly.

But now, the elegant, knowledgeable, and beautiful young lady in the city is just within his reach.

He was both nervous and excited, as if he was completing some important coming-of-age ceremony.

In other words, the ritual of changing from a dog to a wolf.

So Crete approached step by step.

His body, which had been crawling on the soles of the landlord's shoes and the feet of the officers countless times, now stood tall and bulging, like a slowly approaching, daunting iron tower.

"Don't, don't come near me..." Orianna turned pale with fright.

Tears of fear welled up in her blue childlike hole.

"..." Crete couldn't help but paused.

Orianna has beautiful eyes.

Especially the pitiful appearance of the pear blossoms with rain and tears in the eyes is even more interesting.

The big soldiers around couldn't wait.

But for some reason, Crete thought of the girl in the labor camp again.

If this girl is brought back, she will probably become... that kind of undead, right?

Crete hesitated suddenly.

But slap—

In desperation, Orianna slapped him fiercely: "Go away! You gangsters!"

"What did you say?" Crete woke up.

he is very angry.

What is his status now? What is your identity?

How dare you hit me?

"Bastard!" Crete suddenly realized at this moment that he had no sympathy for this girl at all.

And he also suddenly understood why in the past, the landlord would occasionally kindly give him a few bites.

It turns out that "sympathy for the weak" is originally a kind of spiritual enjoyment of the master.

It's like feeding a stray dog...

People will always feel sorry for stray dogs.

But if you are bitten by a dog, you will not sympathize with the dog. People will be very angry. It should be killed.

Because a dog is a dog, a dog is not a human being, and is inferior to a human being.

"Smelly woman, dare to fight back?!"

Critter also raised his arms high and slapped Orianna mercilessly.

Orianna closed her eyes in despair. She had given up hope for her own fate.

And at this time...

"Stop!" A shriek suddenly sounded outside the door: "Bastard, what are you doing?"

"Who?!" The soldiers turned their heads impatiently.

Then, their wine immediately sobered up.

These drunk veterans all straightened their waists:

"Ma, General Marit..."

"Captain Riven Legion!"