Knox Eddy's long-term plan, Knox Cree's force, and Knox Talley's cunning, this is the origin of the "Trefari" three-person council.
But based on the principle, I think there should be more features.
——Aslan's "On National Welfare"
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Aslan could clearly see the characteristics of the warriors of the war group standing next to Draven. Their attire was exclusive to the war group led by Darius himself, and had characteristics that were different from other Trifali legions.
The soldiers of this chapter are not only the best among all Noxian soldiers, but also the most loyal. The most conspicuous symbol is the functional heavy armor, which is usually printed with three concave round-bottomed indentations on the chest.
This represents Trifari, the three elements of strength, and is also the basis for the Council that Swain later formed.
Noxus is inclusive. Anyone with the ability can prosper in Noxus. No matter what his background, all he needs is the strength of will and the desire to succeed. Darius is the best example. He fought hard from the unknown.
He became one of the most powerful leaders in the empire, which also led to the existence of many war groups in Noxus. Each war group also gave full play to its own diverse and inclusive characteristics, forming countless war sequences.
But these three types are special: the Trifari Legion, the Scarlet Elite Executioners, and the Silent Warrior Mage Killer Group.
The Trefari Legion is one of the most powerful legions in the official public sphere, representing the absolute force of Noxus and a symbol of external expansion.
The Scarlet Elites were all trained by Du Cecao, and almost all of their members were assassins. Riven, Talon, Katarina, and most of the assassins and elite masons in Noxus that Aslan knew were from
The hands of the Scarlet Academy under his command.
The Silent Warriors come from a special tribe in Shurima. They know a kind of blood tempering technique and can use blood magic. They are also an assassination organization, but they have an inexplicable relationship with Vladimir and the Black Rose.
Compared with the three absolute elite legions mentioned above, the Reiser Garrison to which Aslan belongs is just a local provincial legion. Even with the same military rank, there are differences in levels.
The two groups of people gathered at the city gate were not at war with each other, but they also attracted enough different kinds of eyes, both overt and covert.
Everyone knew Draven's character, but the young man opposite him who had a smile on his face when he spoke made some people keenly smell something unusual.
Aslan felt that it was definitely not a coincidence that he met Draven here.
Soon, everyone's eyes were attracted by the sound of heavy footsteps coming from afar.
The visitor's steps were heavy, he was wearing armor, and his military boots with thick metal pieces embedded in the soles made a dull sound when he stepped on the ground. His two feet were like drumsticks beating the drum head, and every step made people feel
There was a huge sense of oppression, as if it was stepping on everyone's heart.
Aslan turned his head and looked at the visitor with a polite smile on his face, then clenched his fists and raised his chest in salute. Draven also restrained the arrogance on his face, and all the Trifari warriors were overwhelmed by the waves of blood coming towards them.
As silent as a cicada.
Darius, the symbol of Noxus' military strength, is currently the first person to represent the military's military honors.
The first impression he gave Aslan was that he had short, pure black hair, thick eyebrows, narrow eyes, thin lips under a straight nose, and straight jaw angles that made him look very heroic.
A bit of a burly and brave man.
In his hand, he held a battle ax that could not be ignored.
"Salute to you, Warmaster." Aslan clenched his fist with his left hand and expressed his respect to Darius.
"Aslan? Why are you here?" Darius' tone was a little stiff. His expression was first naturally surprised, then he paused and frowned. Finally, he placed his battle ax on the ground and stared at it.
Aslan's eyes looked like he was cutting and chopping off the enemy's head with the sharp edge of an axe.
"My lady sent me to Freljord to find something. I'm honored that I completed the task." Aslan looked at Darius, "By the way, I spent a short vacation in Freljord and got to know each other at the same time.
some friends."
Darius looked at the dozen Freljordians behind Aslan, and his eyes stayed on Tonya's cold sword for a while.
This woman made him feel a little threatened. This was an intuition cultivated in countless deadly battles.
"The place where you spend your energy should be on pioneering the empire." Darius looked at Aslan. The guy in front of him seemed to be completely incompatible with the average Noxian.
Compared with the roughness and savagery of other Noxian nobles, he has a natural and profound feeling, or in other words; Darius feels that these qualities in Aslan should be replaced by the city, cunning and aristocratic.
His hypocrisy is more in line with his evaluation.
"A sinister boy who is destined to be a stranger, but has some abilities and is annoying."
Darius gave Aslan an unusually "fair" rating.
"I will pay attention to everything you say and do." There was an unabashed cruelty in Darius's dry tone, which made some soldiers of the Trifali Legion standing at the city gate subconsciously feel nervous.
Tonya tightened the weapon in her hand. Seeing that Aslan didn't show any sign, she was simply on guard.
Aslan looked at Darius, thinking about the purpose of what he said, whose instruction it was, or whether Darius simply wanted to take a look at himself, or perhaps this was a naked threat.
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Or is it that Swain designed this small encounter from every tiny detail, or that he wanted to verify the attitudes of Duke Cao and Lestana through himself?
Aslan didn't understand the motive for the moment.
"I will be careful in my words and deeds, so that all glory can be given to Noxus."
"All glory to Noxus?" Darius' tone this time was not so sharp and powerful. His voice was deep and deep. He thought about Aslan's words and nodded, "There is the example of the Baroness.
In front of you, you should indeed do the same."
Darius's soothing tone made the momentum condensed at the city gate feel much lighter.
In the mansion, LeBlanc walked out of the room after taking a bath. The servants had already filled the tablecloth with meals. She looked at the butler Old Bonn with a handkerchief hanging on his forearm, "Where is my Aslan now?"
Already?"
"Madam, according to time estimates, Master Aslan should have entered the city. I have asked the servants to wait at various intersections. No matter which way he comes back, we will have time to greet him." Old Bol stood aside,
Watching LeBlanc's face carefully.
Just as he said, a lot of information has been released, and spies from various families are already squatting at every intersection.
This is the specialty of Noxus. This chapter has been completed!
