I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

Light and shadow, dense warmth surrounds the heart.

After reading it, Caitlin breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the other letter, wanting to see what he wrote in the letter to Jinx, but after thinking about it, she felt that peeking didn't seem right. good.

After hesitating for a while, he took the letter he sent to himself and read it back and forth several times. Although it was just a simple letter to report his safety, without any sweet words, it only told the current situation in a straightforward way, but it was like a classic classic. People can't let go.

Just about to put away the letter, the next second I opened it to look at it. Occasionally, I glanced at the rain outside the window. The sun disk suspended in the sky occasionally shone with a golden light. Although I couldn't see it most of the time in rainy days, Caitlin was incomparable. Don't worry, even if Noxus attacked Piltover immediately, it didn't seem so scary.

This rainy day is rare and not annoying.

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In the heavy rain, a strong man in a fashionable windbreaker stepped out from the corner of Baker Street, looking at the light of the study on the second floor of No. 219 Baker Street, shaking his head slightly.

"It's really hard to deal with. I'm afraid I'll be caught on the spot if I change someone."

Cotton shook his head. Recently, Piltover has become a bit tense, and these Piltover people seem to have noticed something.

However, judging from the information they received, those stupid and arrogant congressmen thought that Noxus really allowed Piltover to occupy such an important strategic location.

Heh, so what if the whole city is really on alert?No one can stand in the way of Noxian soldiers...

When he thought of this, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the top of his head. The disc of the sun occasionally showed the tip of the iceberg in the rain, and the light like the morning sun occasionally pierced the dark clouds. The confidence in his heart dissipated a lot for no reason.

The Generalissimo had actually started planning to conquer Piltover several years ago. It was expected that after the evolution day in March, all the war masons would return with the information and topographic maps they had obtained, and declare war at the same time.

But the legendary battle of demigods a few months ago delayed the war until now.

It is said that the generalissimo was silent for a long time after the news was sent back, but he didn't know what happened afterwards, but it seemed that it had no effect on the long-planned decision of the empire. Judging from the recent domestic news, it is finally going to start to conquer here.

I will miss the hustle and bustle of Piltover.Cotton sighed, and took out the remaining letter, "This letter is addressed to...well, the Philos family of the Blue Manor."

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Chapter 384 Chapter 41 The Chaotic World

The Blue Manor neighborhood and other Piltover neighborhoods seem to be two worlds. The huge Blue Manor has many upper-class family territories, and many elegant and historic buildings stand solemnly in the rain.

Like the temple of the gods, watching the city indifferently.

At this time, the rain was a little lighter and fell patteringly, pedestrians began to appear on the street, and the luxurious carriages passing by brought crisp bells along the way.

Some impoverished apprentices who thought they were talented were waiting outside the iron gate of the Philos family, holding in their arms the masterpieces they had painstakingly created.

They would come here and wait for an hour every day, even if it wasn't the time for the Philos family to recruit craftsman apprentices-what if some big man took a fancy to him?

The apprentices, hiding under a large elegant pillar in front of the gate, talked to each other about academic matters.

Ding Ding!

At this time, some movement from inside attracted their attention, and the apprentices stretched their necks to look at it, then shook their heads in disappointment.

In the pattering rain, a messenger from the Ferros family wearing a raincoat was riding a new bicycle towards the gate. The rubber wheels were not engraved with anti-skid marks, which caused some slippage, but he rode quite skillfully and did not show any signs of falling down.

After splashing some small water splashes on the slippery granite square, they came to the big iron gate, and the apprentices stared at the very simple-looking vehicle under his buttocks. Zaun's means of transportation - bicycles.

It is convenient, fast, and the most important thing is that it is cheap enough. Ten days' salary of an assembly worker in a bicycle factory is enough to buy one.

"Please make way, please make way. Can't you calm down a little when it rains, and now is not the season for recruitment."

A Piltover Post Office courier in a raincoat pushed a bicycle and squeezed in, complaining. At the same time, he took out a mailbox and checked the waterproof seal on it. He confirmed that it was a letter from the Philos family and handed it to the courier inside the iron gate.

This time point is when the official Piltover courier delivers letters. Generally speaking, most of the letters sent are for servants, gardeners, housekeepers, etc. within the family. The upper echelons of the family have their own proprietary sound transmission tubes. communication.

The courier took over the mailbox, and after checking it, delivered a piece of paper to the courier to prove that the letter was received. This time the letter transmission was considered to be over, and he would distribute the letters.

The messenger touched the water on the brim of his raincoat,

Muttering in his heart that there were a few more new faces, he turned and left on his bicycle.

On the way, I looked up at the high and distant clouds in the sky. It seemed that the ink stains of different shades were smeared in the water, and there were holes, and some clouds occasionally showed bright white.

The rain will probably continue for some time.The messenger sighed. On a rainy day, he should drink a cup of hot tea in his room and watch the interesting stories of the Evolution Daily to pass the time, but who calls himself a family messenger?

He didn't want to lose this job, and delivered the letters in the mailbox one by one very rigorously, until the last letter was taken out, and the words written on the tarpaulin surprised him for a while.

"To Miss Abigail, a letter from Vikola?" The courier scratched his head, put the letter away and drove to the mansion where the owner lived, thinking about what kind of place Vikola was in his mind. The city of Rima.

When he arrived at the mansion, he handed the letter into the hands of the butler. The hale, silver-haired and tall old man glanced at the envelope in his hand strangely.

"Miss Abigail's letter?" The butler glanced at the signature, then at the courier, and waved him away.

He stood in front of the porch of the mansion and meditated for a while, flipped the envelope, and did not go to the study where Abigail was, but came to Camille's study and knocked on the door. Today, the Gray Lady of Piltover Rarely did not go out to perform tasks.

"Please come in." Camille said casually, glanced at it, and saw that it was the butler: "I remember that I said before that if it is not necessary, I will go to Gail for any business."

"Of course I know, but you must see this, ma'am."

The butler entered the door and told Camille about the letter.

After all, as we all know, Miss Abigail has always stayed at home. It is even more suspicious that the other friends came from Vikola, an inland city in Shurima.

Camille didn't care about it at first. She has a lot of things to do these days, such as other families spying on the workshops and factories of the Philos family. .

Of course, the most important thing is to investigate the Noxus' war intentions, and judging from the information from the current investigation, Noxus has a great tendency to attack Piltover.

This incident gave Camille a bit of a headache. Although Piltover's wealth is comparable to that of the whole world, it is still not enough to face the war madman-like Noxus Empire in the north-especially in the parliament. When leaning towards Noxian councilors and families.

She was going to negotiate with Heimerdinger in secret. Although Piltover could not resist Noxus with his own strength, surrender was absolutely impossible.

Otherwise, with the temperament of the Noxus, the Piltover family will be the first to be wiped out after the surrender, and the Philos family will bear the brunt.

What Camille wanted was to see if he could unite with the surrounding Shurima, or to ask if the ascended spirit Kalikan could control the sun disc for defense.

Otherwise, go to the Gilaman family and ask them if they can hire a few legions from Demacia in the name of Levi's.

Of course, the last method can only be thought about, and there is no way to implement it.

Demacia is too far, Noxus is too close...

Therefore, Camille's view of this war is actually very pessimistic. On the one hand, she is preparing for confrontation, while on the other hand, she has already started to deal with the escape of the Philos family.

Surrender if you can't fight, and run if you can't surrender, this is the philosophy of the family.

The preferred location is Demacia. At present, only that kingdom can truly resist the Noxus offensive. It is said that Jarvan III has carried out drastic reforms in recent months, and the entire kingdom has burst into unprecedented vitality.

The most important thing is that Levi's has a very high status there. Abigail has a good relationship with Levi's, and the Gilaman family will definitely run away at that time. Caitlin Gilaman and Levi's The relationship is even more indescribable.

At that time, the Demacia government may be able to use this to allow the Philos family to gain a foothold there.

Camille was also taken aback when she heard the butler say that the letter came from Vikola, but then she seemed to think of something, her heart skipped a beat, she took a look at the envelope, and thought for a moment.

"Do a security check and send it to Gale."

Camille handed back the letter and said, the butler lowered his head slightly, turned and left.

Looking at the departing housekeeper, Camille tapped her fingertips on the desk, her gaze was a bit deep, and although she didn't open the letter, she already had a guess as to who sent it.

Camille stood up, leaning her right hand lightly on the back of her waist, and gracefully walked to the French window, her eyes fell on the southern sky, the clouds were flowing, and the huge golden disc revealed the tip of the iceberg.

If it was him... maybe Piltover wouldn't necessarily lose.

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The furnishings in the study where the head of the family lived have changed a lot. Some expensive ornaments have been transported away, and the room feels restrained and dignified. Of course, it is still extremely dignified in the eyes of others.

It was raining outside, but the curtains were drawn, and the dim light of the rainy weather was cast in, then covered by bright hexaluminum tubes.

Jinxfield

He often lies on the sofa without etiquette, wearing some old cropped trousers, showing his white ankles, his legs are crossed together, a pair of half-new leather shoes occasionally collide with each other, making a dull sound, blue eyes Staring at the lumen tubes on the ceiling in a daze.

She had drawn up blueprints to ask Abigail to make her own continuous-fire gun, but unfortunately, there was a heavy rain, so she could only stay in the mansion temporarily to shelter from the rain until Abigail finished handling family affairs Then go to the workshop with her.

After getting along for a period of time, the two got to know each other a lot, and the common language in the machine shortened their distance. However, due to Abigail's solid theoretical knowledge, Jinx is like a graduate student next to a professor.

Basically running errands.

However, losing is not losing, perhaps because of Levi's, Jinx has never been willing to lose the upper hand in front of Abigail, even if she can only take advantage of it verbally.

"Hey, chick, when do you think Levi will be back?" She got a little bored and thought of Levi again.

At this time, Abigail was sitting at the desk checking the quarterly reports sent by various factories, and rolled her eyes when she heard Jinx's cry: "You have asked No. 20 times, if you are bored, you can help me Come over with a cup of black tea."

"That's a good idea! Are you a Picheng guy who can only order people around? I'm not your servant." Jinx waved his fist at the air in front of him, turned over, and his eyes fell on the man in the black court dress. on the girl.

Jinx never liked the Piltovers, even Caitlin she didn't think much of them - this guy always thinks of himself as an elder, like an old lady.

Of course, the most important thing is that Caitlin is Levi's girlfriend, and this alone is enough to make Jinx jealous and hostile.

But she couldn't hate this young girl who was always calm and serious in front of her.

Maybe it's because of Abigail's help to her, or maybe it's because Abigail has never had the lofty attitude of the people in Piltover, or maybe he and she belong to the same front - the so-called loser group, you can only watch The kind with Caitlyn swaggering around.

But that alone wasn't enough to convince her unruly heart of Zaun, Jinx explained otherwise.

I probably pity her, yes!That's right!I pity her, a little cripple who must be pitied.Jinx thinks so about the thoughts in her heart.

Ding Ding!

At this time, a bell rang outside the door, and Abigail did not look up, and said softly, "Please come in."

Jinx saw that annoying old man butler walking in with a letter. He glanced at the impolite Jinx, and his well-manicured beard trembled slightly—how dare a little mouse from Zaun come in? What a riot in Patriarch Philos's study!

Jinx knew at a glance that he must be scolding herself again, and immediately made a face at him.

The old housekeeper withdrew his gaze, ignored her, walked to the desk very carefully and put the letter down gently.

"Your letter, miss."

Abigail paused, looked up from the quarterly report in his hand, and a moment of doubt flashed in his ruby ​​eyes: "My letter?"

"Yes." The old butler bowed slightly, turned and left after getting Abigail's permission, and closed the door.

The girl took the letter in her hand with some doubts. The oiled paper and envelope had already been opened. This is a necessary part of the security check, but no one dared to read the contents inside.

Pausing for a moment on the signed Vikola, she pulled out the envelope, swept over the wax with sunflowers on it, and finally settled on the familiar note.

Miss Abigail, No. 1 Lanxiu Manor Block.