The rising sun shrouded the lush woods next to the castle, through the lush woods, through the dense branches, you can see that surrounded by many 09 thorns and roses, stands this luxurious and noble looking building. The castle seems to be a long time ago. The high gray city walls are covered with dark green vines, so many that they almost surround the windows, and some even get into the windows, revealing a few The taste of the years.

The green grass in front of the castle is full of white roses at this time, and the roses in the wind still have a clear smile, so simple and fascinating, delicate as silk white, and the morning dew on the petals. Like a crystal, it reflects colorful rays of light in the bright Ionian sun.

At this moment, on the grass in front of the castle gate, the castle owner who just arrived was lying on a chaise longue and reading a book lazily.

The reclining chair is also the owner of the castle. She looks like a young girl with two decades of beauty. The girl has a rather delicate and slender face. Her dark eyes and black hair match very well. Look. Up is a traditional delicate and noble lady.However, the straight and straight eyebrows occasionally reveal the master's strong and determined essence inadvertently.

"What a peaceful and elegant country, full of such scenery and enjoyment that one can't help but want to retire. It is no wonder that the Noxians have been beaten and defeated again and again. Such a country must have its fighting power. As comfortable and elegant as a country..."

The girl closed the [History of Ionian Gardens and Theology] in her hands and sighed deeply.

This sigh seems to contain regret for Ionia, a country that is about to be destroyed by Noxus, and... anger!

Yes, be angry!In the girl's eyes, if a race and a country without combat effectiveness are wiped out, even if the country and the racial culture are brilliant and beautiful in other respects, she will take it for granted.

Because of Valoran, the weak eat the strong!

There is no so-called democracy, no so-called human rights, and no so-called freedom!

There is only power, magic and might!

The girl's name is Sivir, a very common name used by many girls on the Valoran continent, but if the title of "Goddess of War" is attached to the female name of Sivir, as long as the person who hears it will be respected.

Goddess of War!

Sivir, known as the goddess of war, is a mercenary with a reputation for being ruthless.With her never-shrinking courage and never-ending ambition, she achieved astonishing fame and fortune.The huge and luxurious castle where she is now belongs to her own industry, and she has many such industries in various countries and big cities in the entire Rune Land.

Whether it's Noxus or Demacia, or Peel and other Valoran cities, Sivir doesn't have to stay in hotels wherever he goes.Because her villas are everywhere, she is a well-known war mercenary and super rich man in the whole continent!

This time Sivir was hired by the Noxian side, and the task was to destroy the Ionian capital of Presidium, so that the Ionians could not gather all their strength to fight against Noxus.Sylvie, who received the task, saw the considerable reward and ran to Precidian, and came to her luxurious castle villa in Ionia.

Sivir is different from Riven. Riven is a registered officer and soldier in Noxus, while Sivir is just doing things with money.

So Sivir doesn't have to stay in the barracks like Riven, she can enjoy it as she wants, and do whatever she wants.As long as she completes the tasks required by the employer and can get the money, she is such a person who likes to be free.

Although she herself is a Noxian from Noxus, the international honor of Noxus has nothing to do with her. Anyway, it is a word to ask her to do things.

money!

"The target of the mission this time is the granary of the capital of the Ionians... It should be fine to blow up or burn it?"

Sivir pulled out a letter from the thick tome [History of Gardens and Theology of Io 000] that she had closed, and the letter was exactly Duqueka, the leader of the Noxian army. O wrote her the mission requirements, and a check that could be withdrawn at a Noxian national bank.

The check is naturally the reward for this mission. The famous Sivir has the habit of collecting money before doing business. People who want to hire her must give her enough money before starting.However, in the industry of war mercenaries, Sivir is notoriously strong and trustworthy, and her employers are not afraid of her swallowing the money and running away.

In short, Sivir, who gets the money, will work for the employer, and in the years of her mercenary career since her debut at the age of ten, this [Goddess of War] has never missed a beat!

"The granary seems to be in the Xicheng District... Well, just go and burn it tonight!" Sivir looked at the amount on the check with satisfaction, and decided on a plan for the evening.

Her target, the largest capital granary in Precidian, is located in the western part of Precidian, not far from the southern part of the city where she is now.

In addition, the location of Irelia's house also happens to be in the western part of Precidian!

Chapter 52 Irelia's Heart

The wind is blowing in the city.

The low wind slowly swept across the roof and eaves, like a water current, causing the sadness and resentment of Precidian to slowly move and dissipate; Consoled by the news that the demigod Soraka himself arrived and said, he retreated layer by layer.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Ionia will never perish!"

"Unite! Get out of town and fight the Noxians!!"

Life in the city, which had been dominated by panic and rumors, finally ushered in the dawn, and although the Noxians had not yet receded, everyone was cheering with smiles on their faces.

It was at this time that Modi, Irelia, and Karma left Irelia's house, preparing to go to the barracks in Presidian, and select some soldiers to form Irelia's army.This is Soraka agreeing to Irelia's condition, and Karma, the Ionian elder who lost her territory, will become Irelia's logistics manager.

The three were riding on the avenues of Presidian, and Akali and Little Ali were left at home by Modi.

Modi glanced at the heroic girl standing on the back of a horse, wearing a red and white armor with long shiny hair tied up with two red and white hair bands.

"Modi, I didn't expect that we really succeeded! Everyone has to stand up to resist the Noxians." Irelia was a little excited, but still a little unbelievable.

Modi nodded.

This simple action made the future Ionian goddess feel inexplicably relieved, and seemed to be less worried about Ionia's uncertain future.

"Ionia will never perish. You said those words, Irelia." Karma, who also rode on a horse and was different from the heroic Irelia, looked charming and determined, she smiled. Glancing at Modi and saying to Irelia, "I was so excited when you first said it."

Karma just finished complimenting Irelia like this, and she looked at Modi again without waiting for Irelia's embarrassed explanation.

"Besides, I almost forgot one thing. This time, Lord Soraka asked me to accompany Irelia to the military camp to select suitable soldiers to form the Ionian Guard, and I also wanted to inform Mr. Modi of one thing. The thing, that is, Lord Soraka wants to talk to you. I forgot about it in Irelia's house just now, so I didn't tell Mr. Maudie."

Although Karma's tone was very respectful, and even addressed Modi with the word Mr., but the meaning of asking Modi to meet Soraka in the words is also very understandable.

"Lord Demigod wants to see me?" Modi thought to himself, probably because he helped Irelia as a magician that Soraka noticed.

"Yes, look at my memory, I just remembered it now. I'm really sorry." Karma said the embarrassing words without any embarrassment.

"Lord Soraka must have something to do with you! Modi, you can go." Irelia couldn't help but said, in her heart, Ionians were willing to stand up to the demigods of Noxus. Just like the gods.

Karma looked at herself with a smile, Irelia looked at herself expectantly, what else could Modi say.

He wasn't afraid of what Soraka would do to himself anyway, not to mention that he did what he did today for Irelia, and for Ionia or Soraka and the sects behind Soraka. It's the same, just to inspire the fighting spirit of the Ionians.

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