General, as you expected, the girl named Akali is here.

In the quiet cave, Yonat, wearing armor and a long sword, walked quickly through the corridor paved with candlelight, and stepped onto the simple stone steps under the gaze of a group of black-clad guards.

, came to the long table in the deepest part of the cave,

Standing at the far end of the long table, looking at Swain who was sitting on the chair across from him, Yonat said with a bit of admiration in his voice: "She also brought Julian and two and a half-year-old children. Now

Waiting outside the cave."

"Um."

Swain was holding a quill at the desk and writing something with his head down. When he heard Jonat's words, his fingers paused lightly, and then he continued writing. He said in a calm voice without raising his head: "Invite them in."

"Yes." After the words fell, Yonat turned and left. After a while, a group of five people appeared in front of Swain.

"You're here." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Swain put down his pen and gave a slight signal to Jonat, then looked over.

Akali and Julian were standing across the table. Swain's eyes swept across Julian, then fell directly on Akali's face, and spoke calmly:

"I looked back at the plan I gave you last time and found some omissions. While thinking about it, I came up with some new ideas, so I put them together and made a new plan. You might as well take a look.

Maybe there are some places I haven't noticed yet."

Hearing the call, Akali looked at Julian. As soon as their eyes met, the girl stepped forward and took the parchment roll. Instead of looking at it herself, she handed it to Julian first.

Julian, who took the paper, just glanced at it, and all the ink words that had not yet dried were imprinted in his heart.

In a moment, just a few lines of words made Julian feel nervous, but his face showed no expression at all. He stepped forward gently, raised his hand to his chest and saluted: "Mr. Swain, Julian

Salute to you. Thank you very much for your help and care for Akali during this time."

As Julian opened his mouth, Swain's eyes finally crossed Akali's sight and landed on Julian's face. His dark red eyes and gray eyes looked through the air.

In an instant, both of them felt a chill in their hearts.

"There's no need for that." He took the lead to look away, lowered his head and inserted the quill into the ink bottle next to him. After recalling the feeling of the glance just now, Swain slowly said:

"This is what I agreed with her. In the past six months, Akali has completed twenty-one things for me, big and small, and all I can do is try my best to reunite their mother and daughter."

"It's just that the rescue plan is no better than others. Now the Immortal Fortress is on full alert. I have limited intelligence. Even if I think about it in every possible way, there will still be some inconsiderations. I hope you can forgive me."

"You are too modest!" Julian waved his hands repeatedly and said seriously: "You are a rare wise general, and you are famous for your trustworthiness in the empire. If the plan comes from your hand, Akali and I can rest assured.

It's just..." At this point, Julian suddenly fell silent,

"What, do you have any concerns?" After waiting for a moment, Swain asked softly.

"Well..." After hesitating for a moment, Julian asked: "Mr. Swain, I'm a little confused. I wonder if I can talk to you alone."

"With pleasure." He responded calmly. Swain's eyes crossed with Jonat's and nodded slightly. Then he raised his hand to Julian, then turned and walked behind the chair.

As he stood still again, without any movement, the wall in front of him slowly cracked open, revealing a secret room.

As the stone door opened, Swain and Julian walked in one after another, while the three of Akaliruel were led by Yonath to the guest room to rest.

Stepping into the secret room, the door behind him slowly closed and the light dimmed. As his vision slowly returned to normal, he saw a room of less than twenty square meters.

The room was very simple, with two sofas, a round table, and a tea set on the table, but nothing else.

Julian could tell that this place seemed to be specially designed for private conversations. After sitting down, Swain was not polite and asked: "What are you confused about?"

"Well..." Sitting halfway on the front end of the sofa, Julian stood up straight, put his hands on his knees and clasped them gently, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and saluted again:

"Mr. Swain, thank you..."

"There is no need to say any more polite words." As if he saw Julian's restraint, Swain reached out and picked up the cup and teapot on the table to brew tea, and at the same time said:

"It was you who rescued me from Presidence City. Without you, Jericho Swain would have ceased to exist. If I want to thank you, it should be me who thanks you."

Passing the tea cup and looking at Julian who took a sip, Swain's eyes showed a touch of softness:

"How about, have you found your sister Riven in the past few years in Ionia?"

"Yes." Recalling the past in Ionia, Julian's face flashed with bitterness, and he nodded gently: "Thanks to you, my sister is fine, but it is no longer possible to serve the empire.

Already."

"What about you?" Holding up another cup of tea, Swain looked at Julian calmly and said in a deep voice: "I have returned to the Immortal Fortress after several years. Do you want to do it all over again?"

Hearing this, Julian fell silent, and while he was silent, Swain drank tea calmly, unhurriedly, not impatiently,

Although he was not good at expressing himself, he admired Julian very much in his heart.

Although the two met for the first time on the Ionian battlefield, Swain already had records about Julian on his desk.

After that night talk and the brief exchange that followed, his image of Julian suddenly became more three-dimensional - "This is a... very clean child."

He was born in a family of veterans, but he did not become indifferent and bloodthirsty; he accepted the concept of loyalty to the country from an early age, but he did not get carried away by it; although he was in the most strict and closed military camp, he still retained his

With the purest thinking.

These are extremely valuable in Swain’s heart!

You must know that he has been in the army for more than 20 years. During his long military career, he has seen too many people of all kinds.

In them, they more or less share the darkness of the general character of Noxians - fanaticism, impatience, bloodthirsty, indifference and ruthlessness.

But Julian, while retaining that purity, was miraculously not polluted by darkness, and became the most 'unique' person among thousands of people.

This uniqueness greatly impressed Swain, especially after this meeting, which made him even more convinced:
Chapter completed!