The Glory of Noxus

Night falls.

The sky gradually became dark.

The winter sun slowly sank on the horizon, leaving behind a cold wind-swept sunset.

Huo Jixing stopped his movements, stood up slowly, and looked at the slender knife in his hand with a satisfied expression.

The blade was bright, with a biting cold light. It was really a sharp blade that could blow hair and break hair.

He was originally going to customize a rune sword, but the rune weapon carried by the sword boy Heini had long been damaged and decomposed.

However, General Darius postponed the reward time due to matters related to the Trifali Council. As a result, he was unable to go to the munitions office, and the customization was also postponed.

Now, he can only use the cold light blade in his hand.

As if remembering something, Huo Jixing took out the blood-stained suicide note hidden in his armor, and recalled the voices of Moore and others, his expression became colder.

Various scenes from the recent past appeared in my mind like a horse watching a lantern.

The skill [Photographic Memory] is sometimes really good, but sometimes it can be a bit annoying.

For example, something you want to forget can never be forgotten and is deeply imprinted in your mind.

As a time traveler, Huo Jixing, to be honest, does not have a strong sense of belonging to Noxus.

Perhaps the past life's liking for Darius will have a certain influence.

But it was Eric, DeWitt, Moore, Sheruba, and Oaks who really made him integrate into the life of Noxus.

"Look after your home. I'll be out for a while and I'll be back."

Looking at Heini who was by his side, Huo Jixing rubbed his head and spoke softly.

Then Huo Jixing opened the door and walked out slowly.

The sword boy Heini was left alone, squatting in front of the door.

After the martial law was imposed in the hill camp.

There were obviously more Noxian soldiers patrolling the streets, and there were many more figures on the eaves and walls, looking at every corner with cold eyes.

These methods are indeed very good for ordinary people and can prevent most emergencies.

But for Huo Jixing, who is an extraordinary person, the martial law in front of him is full of flaws.

His expression calmly blended into the shadows of the street, and a red-gold flame glowed in his calm eyes.

[Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Eyes]!

Red brilliance illuminated the field of vision, and many clouds rose up and spread across every corner of the camp.

Huo Jixing chose the direction with the least clouds and walked quickly.

Bang!

After a while, there was an inaudible sound from the corner of the camp in the dark night.

Huo Jixing easily crossed the high wall of the camp and put his feet firmly on the ground.

He looked back at the silent camp, thinking: "There must be an explanation."

He really couldn't wait any longer and couldn't bear the anger in his heart.

Moore was a soldier under his command, and his pension had been smuggled away and embezzled. Now even his widow and children died in the camp.

"Don't worry, our game has just begun!"

Huo Jixing chuckled softly and stared at the Noxus capital in front of him. Many colorful clouds rose up and filled his field of vision in an instant.

He found the cloud that had marked him, and his figure merged into the darkness and moved forward quickly.

Not long after Huo Jixing's front foot left.

Wilson and Captain Farong rushed to Huo Jixing's residence in a hurry.

They saw the door open and the sword boy Heini squatting at the door.

"The Captain said he would be back after leaving for a while!"

Henie rested his chin on his arm, looked at Wilson and Captain Farong, and spoke softly.

Being able to be selected from tens of millions of children to become a sword boy, Heini has already learned to read everyone's thoughts and emotions.

Huo Jixing's seemingly calm state of mind was already full of anger.

He saw it but couldn't stop it, because the sword boy's duty was to serve every master well.

Therefore, Heini prepared armor and sharp blades for Huo Jixing early to ensure that there would be no problems in this killing.

"It's too late!" Wilson looked at the empty room, shook his head and sighed.

"Then shall we pursue him? Or shall we go directly to Baron Calvin?"

Captain Farong clenched the steel chain hammer in his hand, and his eyes behind his visor overflowed with bloody murderous intent. What happened in the camp had touched his bottom line.

So what if you are a noble? He only takes orders from General Darius.

"No, you keep the camp and wait for orders at any time." Wilson clenched his fists and looked at the Noxus capital in the distance, his eyes flickering.

He remembered what Lord Kled once said about Huo Jixing.

Even though that guy may be modest and polite, there is a ruler pressing down deep in his heart. Once the ruler breaks, he can truly adapt to the life of Noxus.

Wilson quickly turned around and walked away quickly. He needed to return to the Immortal Fortress again.

He was not preparing to persuade Huo Jixing, but was preparing to protect him.

"We serve the empire and have never complained." Captain Farong stood there, looked down at the steel chain hammer in his hand, and spoke softly.

"But sometimes, corrupt nobles can become an obstacle to the empire's progress."

He was born deep in the Zaun trench area and had no interest in nobles.

Just like General Darius and General Kled once did, only bloody lessons can make those nobles fear the empire.

Than the brightly lit Immortal Fortress.

The slums under the dark gray high walls were plunged into darkness, and the occasional scattered lights seemed a bit cold and lonely.

As soon as Huo Jixing stepped into the dark alley, his expression changed. He raised his head slightly and saw some snowflakes starting to float on the dark sky.

"When you look up at the snowflakes in the sky, they will definitely take you home!"

He reached out to catch the falling white snowflakes, and once again remembered the Noxian proverb that Eric had said.

The fireworks flickered, and the snowflakes in his palms gradually melted.

Huo Jixing held the long knife at his waist with his left hand and stepped into the slums.

In the dim environment, the dilapidated alleys with flies and rats came into view.

Looking around, perhaps because the night was too dark, there was no one in the alleys. The roads that extended in all directions were like spider webs, densely covering the slums.

And Huo Jixing seemed to have stepped into his own backyard, strolling along the alleys.

Under the red eyes, he saw a few familiar clouds, which were intertwined and gathered together, and the location was only seven or eight hundred meters away from him.

Tap! Tat!

Huo Jixing stopped in front of a solid gray building. With the dim light, he saw the figures swaying in the building, and bursts of shouting came.

There were two people guarding the door, leaning lazily against the wall, whispering to each other.

"Who is it!"

Hearing footsteps coming from the alley, the Gray Wolf Gang on the left immediately turned around and looked. In the dim light, someone was approaching.

"Damn, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Are you looking for death?"

The Gray Wolf Gang members in black clothes became impatient with a scolding.

Then the two looked at each other, as if to kill the boring winter night, showing a malicious smile, and walked towards the alley.

Clang!

Just before they arrived in front of the alley, before they could make a sound, a pale cold light appeared, reflecting the frightened faces of the two.

Huo Jixing held a long knife in his hand, walked in front of the two people, looked into their eyes full of fear, and gently pushed their shoulders.

Bang! Bang!

The two bodies fell to the ground one after another, splashing some dirty water.

At the same time, a thin crack appeared on their necks, and red blood gushed out, slowly infecting the ground.

Huo Jixing stepped over the corpse and walked towards the building with lights on, and his shoulders were gradually stained with a few snowflakes.

Creak!

Push open the ironwood door.

The originally weak shouting suddenly became louder, mixed with some low curses.

In the wide room, five members of the Gray Wolf Gang surrounded the brown-gray wooden table in the middle, laughing and cursing, and making a lot of noise.

There were many plates and food on the table, including meat, vegetables, and wine.

In particular, the large pelvic bone soup in the center of the wooden table was emitting white hot steam, full of fragrance, causing several people to scramble for it.

"Tsk tsk, dinner looks very good!" Huo Jixing said softly.

The sudden sound instantly attracted the attention of the Gray Wolf Gang. The five people stood up and looked at the strangers in front of them with unfriendly expressions.

"How did you get in? Where are Mas and Somley?" The Grey Wolf gang member in the middle of the five stepped forward and asked in a serious tone.

Judging from his position, he should be the small leader of this stronghold.

He was tall and strong, with a fierce look on his face. The weapon he held in his hand was also much better, a well-forged iron knife.

"I have killed it, and the body is outside!" Huo Jixing's eyes gradually turned cold, and the slender long knife made a lot of knife flowers.

"Now."

Perhaps Huo Jixing's handsome face was not intimidating enough.

The five Grey Wolf gang members didn't wait for him to finish, picked up the weapons in their hands, and rushed over directly, cursing.

After a while.

The ironwood door opened from the inside to the outside, and a strong smell of blood came towards him.

Huo Jixing wiped the blade with the black robe in his hand while walking out, his expression very calm.

He looked back at the room covered with blood, and a touch of red-gold flames jumped out of his fingers and fell on the brown-gray wooden table.

Crackling!

The raging fire burned in the night, licking the building in front of him and illuminating the alleys around him.

"Next target!"

Huo Jixing walked away leisurely, blending into the shadow of the alley and disappearing.

Behind him, there was some noise in the nearby alley. It was the poor people around who rushed over when they saw the fire.

They looked at the burning building in front of them, hesitated for a while, and began to put out the fire, and searched for some supplies to survive the winter.

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