Fully filling the medium-sized [Magic Stone] completely consumed one-twentieth of Lester's inventory. He didn't know if the magic element he absorbed and stored was considered a normal human body reserve, but it felt like becoming a rich man with magic elements.
not bad.
"This is your house number, don't lose it."
After receiving the feather-shaped door sign from the Vastaya Featherman, Lester was also speechless.
It is said to be a key, but it is actually a wooden feather plate with numbers written on it. The workmanship is as sloppy as it needs to be. If it were not for the Vastaya blue feather as a symbol, Lester could make countless of them at will.
Sensing that there was no magic fluctuations above, Lester knew that the hotel he was staying in was probably a good place to not pick up lost things on the road and not close the door at night.
Even the tree house in Playa Village is like this. There is only a symbolic (harmonious) latch on the inside of the door. If there is no one at home, the door will not lock at all, and it cannot be locked. However, except for the basic bed and table
, and there is nothing worth stealing, unless it is stealing from someone.
After briefly saying hello to O'Gorman and Naller, Lester, who was holding the blue bird, took Lulu's little hand and carried Pixar, who was sitting on his shoulders, back to the room.
"Lulu, Pixar, I'm going out to get some news. Just stay here and wait for me."
"Hmm~ Little Lenny, Lulu wants to go too. Can you take Lulu with you? Please~ okay~"
Reluctantly holding Lester's right hand and shaking it, Lulu's green eyes flashed with a charming light, like a small animal about to be abandoned, making Lester squeeze it gently with his left hand in a funny way.
He pinched the yordle's delicate and smooth little face.
"I've used the cuteness trick too many times and it's no longer useful to me~ Be good, I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."
Lulu, with her mouth pursed, watched Lester leave. After the man left completely, the yordle's smart and cunning eyes instantly found Pixar. In the little fairy's somewhat speechless expression, she smiled evilly.
"Hey, Lenny Jr. has left, I announce! Lulu and the Pixar Special Operations Team are leaving immediately!"
"Ha, where are we going?"
"Of course I'm looking for little Lenny~"
…
Observing everything in front of him calmly, Lester thought to himself.
If the Emerald Territory is a representative (harmonious) human gathering place where humans rule over nature and transform it, and its layout is as sophisticated as a large war machine, then the Presidence is a harmonious product of scattered villages and nature that is brought together by God's will.
It has a sense of utopian fantasy.
Ionia, which is mainly based on the gathering industry and has a magical agricultural social form, is an ideal utopian society that allows animism to exist and has no industrial age ideology. Lester has always believed that there must be specific influencing factors.
, Normally speaking, this is an illogical and abnormal form of social development.
Compared to the time when it was invaded by Noxus hundreds of years later, Ionia at this moment is more primitive. It is so primitive that Leicester can't even find the person in charge of the area. Simply put, the Ionia people
It’s just a group of [stragglers], it’s not a climate at all,
No wonder Ionia in the future is treated as a fat sheep by Noxus. If it continues to develop naturally, Ionia will still be like this in another thousand years, and there will be no progress at all until it is eliminated by history.
The wheels crushed it and turned it into a passing cloud.
Without a unified will, no matter how many and powerful Ionia's heroes are, they will only be divided, bribed, and completely destroyed by internal friction.
If you are willing, using the power of the Emerald Territory and adopting gentle methods, Leicester is 70% sure to conquer the entire Ionia and establish a puppet regime.
Take Presidence as an example. Presidence covers an area of ​​more than 100,000 square kilometers. It is a vast land with rich resources and fertile local products. It is composed of hundreds of villages, large and small. There are hundreds of elders and masters who symbolize the ruling class alone.
There are hundreds of elders, but there is no one who can truly make decisions on behalf of Presidence. Whether it is in terms of liberating productivity or using productivity to maintain war potential, the efficiency is extremely low.
Although the current military dictatorship of the Emerald Territory is as backward as Demacia's aristocratic parliamentary system, at least it will not spend a month counting how many elders it has who can issue legitimate opinions when mobilizing soldiers, and another month
He spent a month counting the number of legitimate opinions issued by the elders, and finally spent another month to confirm whether the legitimate opinions came from his brains and not from his buttocks.
As long as he is willing, Lester can make half of the Ionian elders sit on Noxian stools and scream loudly, leaving the other half filled with hesitation.
Not to mention individual combat effectiveness, even the militia organizations established in each village are disorganized. In Lester's view, it is not so much the militia that maintains the law and order in the province of Navoli, but rather the upright practitioners who pass by and interact with each other.
The heroes who like to draw swords to help maintain the peace of Ionia, as for the provincial soldiers who are out of work...
What it is?
Can it be eaten?
Thousands of militia groups are simply unable to withstand the charge of the hundred-man phalanx of the Black Iron Guards of the Emerald Territory. Unless there are wind swordsmen like Yasuo and Li Qing or the high-end combat power of Shuoji Shenlong monks, no matter how many civilians there are,
The Corps is here to die, and a war with such a force that can't even be called an amateur army will only be a massacre.
Wandering on the earthen paths of Placidia, various types of Ionians were coming and going. The complex types of Vastayans really opened Lester's eyes a lot, and the man also noticed a few of them.
A guy who looks like a member of the Thieves Alliance, but he's not wearing a ring.
He was smiling and saying hello to the shy Vastaya girl passing by, but the aura of Janna above his head suddenly became much weaker. This discovery made Lester's face stiffen and he felt very uncomfortable.
No longer interested in flirting with the beautiful Vastaya girl, under the disappointed look of the girl, Lester found a natural square and sat down, holding the illusory bluebird off his head.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Unlike the energetic look just now, Janna has become a lot more unreal at this moment, directly returning to the state when she first saw her on the Sea of ​​Watchers.
Lester suppressed his anger and spoke softly to the blue bird with his eyes closed.
"Jan Alem, why have you suddenly become so weak?"
"I heard the call of humans on the other side of the sea, so..."
"Just go and help them, right?"
"Um."
“Did they give you the strength to believe?”
Lester knew that he might have asked nonsense, but the man still had a sense of luck.
After a pause, Janna's voice came again.
"Give...a little bit..."
A little bit.
I have been charging Jana for more than three months. Jana used it completely after casting a spell, and then I only received,
A little bit?
A little bit, how much is it?
Looking silently at the incarnation of the blue bird that was so weak and unreal in his hand, Lester suddenly lost the mood to continue asking.
The irritated Lester understood for the first time what it felt like to have the baby he cherished as a treasure being bullied. The key was that his baby had gone there specifically to be bullied, and there was no room for him to reason.
As if aware of the man's displeasure, the blue bird tapped the man's palm with its beak, and its tone became more acknowledging than it had ever experienced before.
"Sorry, I used your power to help others..."
"You know, I don't care about this. I just feel that your behavior of hurting yourself is not worth it."
"Don't be angry or sad, okay?"
Seeing that Lester still had a dull face and said nothing, Blue Bird hesitated for a moment and prepared to use the remaining power of faith to transform into an elf form and apologize to his believers. After all, in his opinion, his believers seemed very
I like this in-depth communication method.
Even if such behavior will completely dissipate his Blue Bird incarnation, and even if the next incarnation that can collect faith may take several years to reunite, he is willing to do so.
"I don't need you to do this."
But Lester suddenly felt Janna's determination from [Elena Translator], and quickly wrapped the blue bird's small body with both hands, leaving only the bird's head exposed from the gap between his thumbs, just like before
Just like you did when you first met.
"No matter what, just stay with me. If you leave me, I will never forgive you or believe in you."
After he finished speaking, Lester realized that his words sounded like a child's anger. He couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then sighed deeply.
"OK."
Putting the blue bird on his head again, Lester, who was not very happy, suddenly added in a low voice.
"Also, write down the name of the captain who saved you but didn't believe in you and didn't provide you with strength. Tell me, don't always be stupid. Just know that blind giving will definitely not work. You have to learn to actively create gains. In the future, you
When you want to help others, remember to tell me so that no one will feel sorry for you if you are bullied..."
Glancing blankly at the nagging man, the blue bird lowered its little head and skillfully placed the bird's fart in a comfortable nest.
He is not a human being, and he doesn't know what his emotions are now, but he doesn't hate this state that makes him relax and feel at ease.
Before this, Gaan Arem always thought that he was just a gust of wind, a wind that blew past other people's cheeks but could not take anything away.
To be continued...