Slowly moving forward along the city streets,

After leaving Ducao Castle and standing on the noisy street, Julian was at a loss for a moment.

The Immortal Fortress is the capital of the Noxus Empire, but he is only unfamiliar with this metropolis built in the easternmost part of the Valoran continent.

From the time he left home in the winter when he was twelve years old until he was twenty-two years old, he never came here more than once in these ten years.

Most of the time was spent in long marching camps.

Training, reconnaissance, mission execution, battlefield fighting,

These filled most of his time, and are also a true portrayal of every Noxian man————

"Every Noxian should be honored to be a warrior. It is a supreme honor to expand territory for the empire. It is better to die on the battlefield than to live like a coward."

To this day, Julian still remembers this sentence. It was what the lame scar-faced instructor in the team told them on the first day he entered the reserve training camp,

Dying for the empire is the destiny of a Noxian man. Julian once regarded it as a model, but now, he has left the army.

Perhaps at this moment, confusion was the only reflection in his heart.

Aimlessly walking forward, leaving Cassiopeia, Julian was alone, wearing a black and red Noxian leather armor and a half-length cloth coat.

.A customary dagger, a small delicate cloth pouch, and a thick leather water pouch without much water were all he had.

Walking through the crowded commercial streets and across the undulating narrow bridges, Julian stopped and walked, sometimes on the street, as the crowd clapped and applauded the performances of the jugglers on the roadside, and sometimes he stopped at the street corner and looked at

Gray sky.

He didn't know what he was doing, and no one paid attention to him along the way.

Walking through the magnificent streets of the city and crossing the low bridges, perhaps the only thing that existed in Julian's perception was the continuous lowering of the terrain.

It wasn't until the moment he came back to his senses that he realized that he had unknowingly walked from the center of the bustling city to the slums.

We walked to the corner of the capital city wall, a place where the sun cannot shine.

This is the poorest place in Noxus, where the poorest people in the entire Immortal Fortress live.

Here, what I see the most are collapsed houses, dirty ditches, dead people, and snakes, rats, flies and mosquitoes crawling around the corpses.

Here, death is the most common thing. When parents wake up, they find that the children around them are stiff and cold, and the new day begins with their sobs.

One of Julian's robes was once born in this area.

The man was awakened by the cold winter night. He lit a weak fire and saw his brother and two sisters who had been frozen stiff. From that moment on, he made up his mind to leave here.

With a desperate ferocity honed in the slums, he eventually became a soldier of the empire.

Suddenly thinking of that guy, Julian was brought back memories of the past, and a sentence that guy once said also came to mind at this moment————

"This is a hopeless place."

Yes, I am at the foot of the empire, but I can only look at the bright lights of wealthy people in the distance with envy, while I hold the smelly thin sheets and pray that the night will pass quickly.

Such a life would indeed make people feel hopeless. At least Julian, who was born in Trevel, was much happier.

And after gathering so many poor people, this place has become the most chaotic "Three No Matters" zone in the entire Noxus.

Most of the gangsters, pickpockets, thieves, and assassins took root here, and Talon, the "Shadow of the Blade" who became famous in Ionia, was born here.

Vendettas, revenge, and gang fights are happening every moment.

Want to protect yourself from being violated? The best way is not to be a weak and obedient child, but to turn yourself into an equally ferocious wolf.

Within half a minute of setting foot here, several stern eyes fell on Julian.

And when Julian followed his gaze and looked over, he was surprised to find that the owners of his gaze were all half-grown children.

Seeing Julian's glance, they not only did not dodge, but stared back fiercely, their fiery eyes locked directly on his waist, their eyes full of hatred for the gift that Cassiopeia had given him.

Coveting the exquisite cloth bag.

At this moment, Yulian's heart suddenly became filled with mixed emotions.

Including the three years as a reserve, Julian's military service has been ten years.

In the past ten years, he has traveled around the world, completing missions one after another for the empire.

For those tasks, he allowed his hands to be stained with blood,

For those tasks, he swung his butcher knife at innocent people.

The empire told them that everything he did would make the empire's future better and brighter, and make the people living on the barren land live better.

But looking at these children in the slums, he felt that his efforts were being tainted.

"Why? Why exactly?" Asking himself in his mind, Julian reached out and took off the cloth bag from his waist, squatted down and poured the gold coins in the bag on the ground at his feet.

The round gold coins collided with each other, making a series of crisp sounds.

At this moment, Julian could clearly feel that the number of eyes looking at him suddenly increased in an instant.

The owners of the eyes were not only half-grown children, but also some women and the elderly.

They hid far away in the corner of the eaves of the house, looking here from a distance, swallowing saliva, but their feet did not move for a long time.

They can all feel that Julian is not easy to mess with.

But the yellow and orange gold coins tempted them not to leave.

"Whoosh, whoosh,"

Squatting on the ground with his head lowered, Julian quickly counted the number of gold coins in the bag.

Fifty pieces.

Not a small number.

In Julian's impression, fifty gold coins were enough to buy a large, warm and comfortable house near the center of the city in Trevel City ten years ago.

If used as daily expenses, it would be enough for a family to live comfortably for ten years.

And this money is now spread out on the ground, each piece of money is stained by the mud on the ground, but Julian doesn't even look at it.

Raising his head and facing dozens of looks, Julian waved to the broken wall nearest to him.

Behind that wall, there was a child hiding. The youngest child among the dozens of glances.

Seeing Julian waving to him, the child instinctively shrank his head, with a look of fear in his eyes.

But within a few seconds, he seemed to have reacted and bared his teeth and glared at Julian, assuming a vicious posture.

That posture was just like the way the wild wolf Julian once encountered in the forest looked when he met his enemy.
Chapter completed!