"Lost?" It took Lucas a full four seconds to recover from his memories and see clearly what was going on.

But the winner turned out not to be the child who used magical power from the beginning, but to another one of his opponents.

This surprised him slightly,

The status of magic is well-known to everyone in Runeterra. Even a child with magic can wield a sword weighing more than ten kilograms and chop down an armored man more than two meters tall.

A powerful mage can easily move mountains and seas, burn seas and boil the sky. Besides an empire, that is the 'ultimate weapon' that can withstand thousands of armies.

This is why Noxus, after discovering the child with a "talent that has not been seen for hundreds of years," decisively ordered to collect materials for her at all costs to help her grow as quickly as possible.

However, what he didn't expect was that the winner of a battle that had no suspense in Lucas's eyes was not the one he imagined. In fact, the kid who lost had an advantage in age besides magic.

This made Lucas glance at the deputy standing aside, and then at the child lying on the cold ground with bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth.

Although the wooden knife was pointed at his neck, and although his body and face were covered with scratches and bruises, there was a calmness in his eyes that moved Lucas—not like the calmness of a Noxian.

‘Is he a child from that place?’ A sudden realization flashed through his mind. Lucas waved his hands gently in the eyes of several of his subordinates, and sighed silently in his heart————

"It doesn't matter who wins or loses. Anyway, in the end you all have to..."

The winner's children were taken away first, and the losers' children were also dragged aside by their legs, and were 'pile' together with the losers.

After this battle, all the children's battles have ended, but Lucas's mission has only been half completed, and the remaining half——

Glancing at the 'losers', Lucas saw pain, struggle and confusion about their future on the faces of those children.

Such confusion can easily make people feel sympathetic, and Lucas is no exception.

But for the future of the empire, he must be ruthless and complete his work.

"Yes, for the empire." After thinking in his mind, Lucas turned his head and looked behind him,

There is the only tent in the valley camp, and the people in the tent are the ‘other half’ of Lucas’ mission—the Demon Envoy.

A profession that was only born in the Noxus Empire for a few years, but is feared by all magicians.

The small book kiosk that book lovers used before has been shut down, and now they are basically using \Mi\Mi\Read\\\.

"The battle is all over. Please take charge of the next affairs." Facing the camp, Lucas said loudly,

Following his voice, all the soldiers in the camp straightened up and faced the dimly lit camp.

Under the endless calls of dozens of pairs of eyes, the curtain of the camp was finally opened, and then, a man walked out of the tent.

His whole body was covered in a wide gray-black magic robe, and he held a staff inlaid with moon-blue gems in his hand, which seemed to prove his identity as a Noxian magician.

However, his robe did not have the standard embroidered emblem of the Imperial Mage Corps. In addition, his face was completely covered by a dark blue mask with a white background.

As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the entire valley dropped sharply.

"Well done, leave the rest to me." A somewhat old voice sounded, and the eyes behind the mask calmly glanced at everyone in the valley, and finally landed on Lucas with a few

A very respectful face,

He nodded slightly and praised his work.

"Everything is for the empire." Faced with the old mage's praise, Lucas showed no emotion on his face. After responding calmly, he stood beside the old mage and followed him all the way to the losers.

before,

"Jie Jie Jie..." The staff tapped the ground gently and made a dull sound. The old mage stood still, holding the moon in his arms.

Looking at the children in front of him with panic and uneasiness in their eyes, the laughter flowing out of the corners of his mouth was a bit uncomfortable and sinister. However, due to the difference in status, even Lucas, in front of the old mage,

He also maintained the utmost respect.

"Let's start with this child!" After looking around for a week, the old mage moved his feet slightly and kicked the child closest to his feet. Following his voice, two soldiers immediately stepped forward and picked up the child one by one.

arm,

The child who was held up was hanging in the air, his feet were kicking weakly, his uneasy eyes were filled with tears of panic and fear, and the corners of his trembling mouth were slightly opened to say something, but he was stopped by the big hand stretched out by the soldier on the side.

Holding it tightly, he could only let out a few futile sobs,

Under such circumstances, the old mage reached out and took out a beautiful jade bottle from his waist. He fiddled with it slightly and poured out a round gray-white pill.

Looking at the pill lying in his palm, the old mage had an indescribable perverted excitement in his eyes.

'Good stuff, good stuff!' I kept repeating this sentence in my heart. Ever since I took this thing from the hands of a distinguished lady at the secret society station of the empire, the old mage's originally dry hair was like winter turning to spring.

replenished with new vitality,

In his eyes, this pill found from that country in the west is a real treasure, a sacred object that represents endless possibilities on the path of magic.

After getting it, the old mage had more than once the desire to possess it for himself.

It's a pity that no matter how greedy he is, he doesn't dare to disobey the lady who gave him the sacred object. He even has the deepest fear of that lady deep in his heart.

So he could only keep suppressing and enduring his greed, and tried his best to complete the task assigned by the lady, hoping that after the task was completed, the lady would give him one in recognition of his hard work.

Even if it is just the size of a grain of rice, it is enough to satisfy the old mage!

After looking at the pill in his hand for a long time, the old mage finally suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, took a step forward, and fed the pill into the mouth of the child in front of him.

Little by little, slowly approaching, looking at the child's increasingly struggling and fearful face, the corners of the old mage's mouth under the mask unconsciously rose higher - he liked to watch such scenes,

Watching a young soul sinking into despair in the constant struggle will make his tired old heart feel as satisfying as a sublime.

In the past year, he has 'appreciated' such beautiful paintings countless times.

And this time————

"Stop it!"

As a sudden cold sound exploded above his head, the old mage felt a blur in front of his eyes and a pain in his wrist.
Chapter completed!