I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

Observe whether he likes himself and whether he can be a lover for the rest of his life.

If at a certain moment, Caitlin thinks it’s okay, then she will attack decisively—just like a sniper, the preparation in the early stage, the careful observation in the lurking and the long-term patience, and finally the attack like a thunderous explosion.

Seeing Caitlin's delicious food, Levi also felt a little hungry. He picked up a spoon and took a sip of the salty mushroom seafood soup. A kind of blissful warmth reached the stomach from the esophagus, which is called gourmet world

Joy.

Levi sighed contentedly. After all, Caitlin is a child of everyone. Although her own character is enough to be called upright, this does not affect the extravagant and wasteful atmosphere of the upper class that she inadvertently exudes.

You can imagine how much a breakfast can be pushed by a dining car.

But at a time like this, you can't jump out and accuse Caitlin of being wasteful, and Levi's is not cerebral palsy.

"What happened later? It stands to reason that you should have a good relationship with the Philos family——"

After Caitlin finished speaking, she thought about it for a while, and related to the rumors about Miss Fellowes that she had heard in the past, she raised her eyebrows slightly: "Could it be that Miss Abigail Fellowes is not loved in the Fellowes family? ?”

"It's more than that." Li Weisi shook his head sighingly: "It's simply raised by a stepmother, and it's nothing more than living in another family. The assassination of those people this time is also related to this."

Levi briefly described Abigail's situation and talked about the previous conflict with Soren Fellowes.

Caitlin was stunned at first after hearing this: "How could this be?"

"I don't know exactly why Abigail was treated like this. The members of the Philos family seem to have an indescribable malice towards her. In short, I think it is unlikely that it is because someone accused her of plagiarizing Hextech. What's more, that accusation is more like touching porcelain."

"I personally believe her, she is a proud girl, and she has made some practical inventions herself at the Philos family."

When Li Weisi said this, he said silently in his heart, such as the design of the Hextech pressure valve that is still at his place.

"Maybe things are not that simple, love and hate have a source."

Insufficient information, Caitlin couldn't analyze it in vain, she just frowned and thought, she seemed to have heard something about this girl recently.

However, because I didn't pay attention to it before, I didn't think about it, but when I heard Levi's talk about Sauron Fellowes later, Caitlin showed disgust: "If it was him, he would probably be able to do this. sort of thing."

"The playboy of Piltover, the son of Philos who everyone fawns over, many people died because of offending him, but the Piltover guards couldn't bring them to justice—"

"That's why I gave him such a gift." Li Weisi smiled, "No one will offend him anymore, he can run freely in his own world."

"Of course, I made this choice after consideration. The weapon of the Philos family, the real patron saint of the Philos family, Mrs. Camille will definitely choose me, because she only has the family in her eyes, and it is a family. A person whose interests are extremely important."

"As for other people, it's time to see that I'm not easy to mess with. I've never been a person who advocates using violence to solve problems, Caitlin. But sometimes, some people make me have to make such a move."

Li Weisi said helplessly that he just wanted to find the world rune in a low-key and steady manner and then detach himself. Of course, this is the ultimate goal, which is very far away from him.

The immediate goal is to develop some technological inventions that can improve daily life and even travel, and help him find world runes.

He thought of this and suddenly realized that Caitlin was watching him.

"You won't arrest me, will you?" Levi said jokingly.

Caitlin shrugged, "That's not certain, maybe one day I remember to put on handcuffs, and I will handcuff you back to the Justice Hall."

Levi's caught a glimpse of the shining silver bracelet hanging on Caitlin's waist and laughed.

The two quickly finished their breakfast—although there was still a lot left, it really couldn't fit in.

Fortunately, it can be packed. After obtaining Caitlin's consent, Levi asked the waiter to pack the rest of the food - after all, it is in Runeterra where resources are not so rich.

The virtue of saving food has been imprinted when Levi was babbling, and he took it for granted that extravagance and waste are wrong at any time.

His behavior didn't arouse Caitlin or the waiter's surprise, and it seemed that packing was a common thing in Piltover.

Afterwards, the two sat and rested for a while, and each ordered a cup of sweet milk tea. Levi sat comfortably in a chair and imagined how he might be able to live in the 21st century in the future.

"If one day, Caitlin, you discover that Piltover has changed dramatically—"

For example, when technological creations such as telephones, cars, airplanes, and even iron-clad ships suddenly appear.Thinking in his heart, Levi smiled mysteriously at Caitlin: "Please don't be surprised."

Caitlin gave him a blank look, "Do you think I'm a country girl from somewhere?"

She covered her mouth and yawned, then stood up and stretched, her curvy and slender figure stretched out in front of Levi's completely defenselessly.

From the slightly blurred delicate face, the swan-like slender and white neck, to the just-right and perfect curvature of the chest, to the slender waist like a water snake, and finally to the straight, round, plump but not bloated body wrapped in brown Long legs under leather pants.

At this time, Caitlin's whole body was full of a kind of subconscious, clear and pure holy taboo temptation.

And because the sheriff's uniform on the upper body is a lady's, the hem is made into a skirt style, so when you stretch your waist, the hem will be lifted up, and most of the time a part will be exposed

belly.

But just when the whiteness under the white lace skirt was about to be exposed to the air, Caitlin pulled the hem at the right time.

Then the curtains were opened to let the bright sunlight shine into the private room, and the invisible dust dancer appeared from the opened curtain, dancing and performing in the natural light.

Caitlin bowed slightly, squinting her eyes to observe the busy traffic outside.

"Let's go."

Perhaps it was a side effect of staying up all night, Li Weisi subconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly after seeing the sun, as if he had just walked out of an Internet cafe.

"Where are you going?" He asked suspiciously. He hadn't slept all night, and his mental strength was almost exhausted. He thought about going back to sleep after breakfast.

"You don't just think you're the only one up, do you?" Caitlin glanced at him.

What's the meaning?Levi was stunned.

Caitlin said without hesitation: "Borrow the guest room. My house is too far away. You should have bedding in the guest room, right? I checked it when I was working last night."

"It's okay, it's fine as long as you don't dislike it."

Li Weisi nodded slightly hesitantly. It's not a big problem for a friend to come to his house to stay for a day.

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Philos' master's study,

The place that was already solemn in the past became even more deathly silent.

The elderly Stevan was sitting in a wheelchair, and Camille was sitting opposite him, just like they used to sit on the sofa drinking tea and chatting about family affairs, but their expressions were very different.

Stevan's face was very gloomy. His anger had already been vented when he first learned that Soren Fellowes had been shot dead on his bed, and once again experienced the curse that time had given to his body.

Sauron Fellowes was one of his favorite grandsons. Sauron's personality and appearance were similar to the young Stevan's—but his brains were too far apart.

When he was young, Stevan could fight against the big families with ease, and could carefully plan a conspiracy to deceive his sister. If you let Sauron do all these things, you will have to mess up.

But it doesn't matter, the Philos family has no shortage of talents. When Stevan saw Sauron, it was like looking at a distorting mirror, but from the distorted outline of the light, he could also catch a glimpse of the precious demeanor that belonged to him when he was young.

But now that Sauron was dead, Stevan's first emotion was not sadness, but anger.

He has been the Patriarch for too long, and he put himself in the position of Patriarch to think about this matter for the first time - what does this mean to the Philos family?

No one has ever dared to assassinate the direct descendants of the Philos family, let alone assassinate them in the villa of the Philos family.

This is one of the most infuriating provocations the Philos family has encountered in hundreds of years!

His sapphire blue eyes looked at Camille, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Sister, little Sauron is dead, and was shot to death on his bed."

"That man bypassed the guards, bypassed you, walked quietly to little Sauron's bed, and shot him dead with great malice."

"Did you know, sister, did that bullet just break little Sauron's artery and shatter his cervical spine, but didn't let him die immediately..."

Stevan touched his neck as if he had been shot.

He stroked the withered neck full of wrinkles and age spots, and subconsciously glanced at Camille's smooth and youthful skin, as if decades ago.

Stevan's desire for Hex's heart surged like water plants.

I have to be patient.He reminded himself, swallowed, and then, as if nothing happened, looked at her again normally and without attracting Camille's attention.

Over the past hundred years of getting along with his sister, Stevan has learned how to get along with Camille. He is the person who understands her best in the world, no one else.

"No trace, no evidence, just one bullet. Coincidentally, just last night, a special operations team was killed near 219 Baker Street."

"The time of their deaths was almost consecutive, within half an hour of each other, Camille, what a coincidence."

When Stevan said this, his face showed some horror. That person could kill an entire armed special operations team, quietly enter the Philos family to kill Sauron, and he could easily kill himself .

He pursed his pale and haggard lips: "Sister, you and I both know who is most likely to do this."

Camille looked very calm. She gracefully picked up the cup in front of her and took a sip. She asked a question: "Why did the special operations team appear at 219 Baker Street? Who gave the order?"

"Is this issue important? Camille, this is no longer a matter between juniors."

Stevan's face turned red, "This is related to the majesty and unity of the Philos family. Whether we are reasonable or not, we should avenge little Sauron."

"Otherwise, other families will think that the Pheros family is weak, and then they will want to divide up the Pheros family, just like a vulture sees a weakened elephant."

"So, Camille, sister, I beg you, please kill him! Kill that daring spellcaster! Kill Watson Holmes!"

However, Camille's reply made him a little disappointed, she was not persuaded by him as usual

, the tone is very calm and the logic is very clear.

"So, it was Soren Fellowes who stole the instruction book and issued it privately in order to avenge Watson Holmes, am I right?"

Stevan was stunned, and patted the armrest of his wheelchair angrily: "But Sauron is dead, do you want to enforce the family law on a dead person?"

"You're right, Stevan, Sauron is dead." Camille gave Stevan a meaningful look, and the same sapphire blue eyes were filled with indifference.

The value of the dead or the living is self-evident, let alone Sauron, that waste who only knows how to cause trouble.

"Camille, you—" Stevan suddenly thought of something, and his old face suddenly darkened: "Do you think that person's value is so great?"

Camille was noncommittal, and instead said: "If you have conclusive evidence, then we have to kill him, but now there is no evidence, just suspicion."

"You also said just now that their deaths were within half an hour. Who can accurately find Soren Fellowos' bedroom from No. 219 Baker Street to the Feiros family in the North City within half an hour and kill him?" he?"

Stevan fell silent. Indeed, there was no evidence for this matter, and no one else knew the facts. If only Sauron died of a sudden illness, the negative impact would be that the unity of the family would be damaged.

If that Watson Holmes was Stevan's man, if Camille hadn't said these words, then he might have chosen Watson Holmes.

But now, Watson Holmes is obviously closer to Camille, and at the same time, Camille is vouching for him.

This made Stevan feel a sense of panic that the power of the patriarch was being eroded, and he was no longer insisting on revenge based on the interests of the Philos family.

Watson Holmes is like an abstraction of the power struggle between himself and Camille, and at a deeper level, it also means the dark and poisonous mind in Stevan's heart.

If you kill him, you will take one step closer to immortality.

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