Naremajet

The House of Rat, vassals of the House of Lightshield, was originally a prominent clan, but after the war and Jarvan's abolition of the nobility system, their homeland appears somewhat dilapidated.

We greeted them at the door, a servant went in to announce our arrival, and then Lucian and his parents came out together.

When I saw his father, he looked somewhat familiar. Sure enough, he greeted me. It turned out that he had led a group of people to join the Dauntless Vanguard Legion during Sylas's rebellion, so we had met before.

I brought Lucian back then, and they were very grateful. After catching up, it was time to part ways, no matter how reluctant we were.

Lucian hugged his mother, then firmly told his father that he would definitely bring Senna back to see them!

And so, a short but perfect trip to Demacia came to an end. Now it's time for us to head to the Shurima battlefield for some serious fighting.

Instead of going back the way we came, we went straight to find Kled. Darius had told us to go and help him, which shortened the journey considerably.

The environment in western Shurima is very different from that in the east; the vegetation is short and sparse, and the towns are all desert-like.

Along the way, we discovered many traces of the war, which showed that the fighting was extremely fierce.

Following the trail of war, we soon found the Sandstorm Legion, who had just advanced into central Shurima, much slower than Darius.

Kled did not seem particularly happy to see us arrive; the arduous war had given even this embodiment of battle a headache.

"How's the situation? Darius told me the fighting here is tough?"

"They're all strange tribes, not many in number, but very powerful, and they always manage to overwhelm us."

"After all, they are the descendants of ancient Shurima; we can't be too hasty."

"I've decided to give up. There's no point in conquering this place; in the end, all that's left are bones and yellow sand."

Did you tell Darius?

"I've already sent him the message. The cost of the two armies joining forces would be too high, and this place is simply uncontrollable, with no one to ally with."

Even Kled is considering giving up; it seems western Shurima is indeed troublesome. Even though he is naturally warlike, he is unwilling to sacrifice the lives of his warriors in vain.

Without waiting for Darius's reply, Kled ordered a retreat. He instructed the various units of the Sandstorm Legion to assemble at the northern Port Kallamanda before sailing back to the Valoran Continent.

I noticed that Kled only sent the troops back, but he didn't leave himself. I wondered what his plan was, "You didn't go back with the troops, did you discover something?"

"Yes, I've noticed the enemy is getting stronger and stronger along the way, and the combat range of ordinary soldiers is getting smaller and smaller. Let's just send them back, and the rest of us can wander around!"

Where to?

"The birthplace of the Shurima Empire, Naremajet, is not far from here. Scouts have discovered powerful energy fluctuations there, making it unsuitable for a large army to travel there."

Kled may seem irritable and thoughtless, often beating and scolding his subordinates and even assigning them very difficult tasks, but he is not reckless and never makes unnecessary sacrifices. After noticing the abnormality of Naremajet, he immediately ordered the army to retreat.

As for his desire to travel around, I have no idea what his purpose was, but it's the same as what I was thinking. I had originally planned to explore Shurima after the war ended, and now it's a good time for him to travel.

Naremajet is now in decline, but it remains one of the most populous towns in Shurima, where many traces of ancient Shurima can be found.

Whether it's the stories passed down through generations or the inscriptions on various utensils, stone tablets, and other objects, one can see the marks of past glories.

I've never been to these places, but I know quite a bit about them because I've read the explorer's logbook written by Ezreal's father, which is mostly about Shurima.

That journal and my other belongings have been stored in Piltover. I originally planned to find Ezreal and give it to him, but it looks like I'll have to keep it there for a while longer.

We changed into local clothes before we arrived, otherwise Kled's appearance would have been too conspicuous. Even so, we were still subjected to strict checks, after all, the Noxus army was still nearby.

However, I was able to get in easily after bribing them with gold coins; Darius's method works everywhere.

We strolled through the market in Naremajet, browsing the various goods on the roadside and experiencing the unique local culture, which was full of novelty.

The items sold here are mostly daily necessities, as well as many magical items, but the most precious items are food, as water and food are extremely scarce in this arid climate.

Listening to the conversations of the people here, they didn't seem to care about the Noxus invasion; they were all discussing the unusual activity of the Sun Disc in the center of the city.

After making inquiries, we learned that the Sun Disc of Naremajet had been abandoned for nearly two thousand years, and for some reason, it started spinning on its own these past few days.

The Sun Disc of Naremajet has been abandoned ever since the Shurima Empire moved its Sun City and built a new Sun Disc there.

From the rise and fall of the empire to the present day, hundreds and thousands of years later, the disc has remained unmoved, and no one dares to go up and examine it, because without the protection of a powerful force, it is easily corroded by the light.

We arrived in the center of the city and saw a large crowd gathered nearby. The Sun Disc here has been abandoned for a long time, but it still looks spectacular. It used to be surrounded by high walls, but now only ruins remain.

On an open space spanning several kilometers, a series of high platforms were built, and a huge disc floated in the air, slowly rotating. The sand and dust on it kept falling down, and it hadn't been shaken off even after several days.

Seeing us pushing and shoving our way forward, one of the onlookers became quite annoyed. "What are you pushing for? Do you dare to get in?"

"We're just here to watch the fun. If we move closer, we can see better," I quickly explained.

"Those in front are people who want to go in and explore. If you're too scared to go, don't push your way forward!"

I looked ahead and sure enough, there were many people hesitant to step forward, occasionally taking a step but quickly pulling their legs back, as if going any further would mean facing certain death.

"How do you know we wouldn't dare!" Kled was displeased by the man's words.

"Oh ho ho, quite the big talker! Countless people have gone in to explore over the years, but very few have come out, and most are left with skin diseases. What are you bragging about, you little brat!"

Kled was furious. He gathered a gust of wind and sent the man into the ruins. Although he was only thrown in a short distance, the man was so frightened that he ran out in a panic.

After we left, he never dared to be so sarcastic again, keeping his distance from us. Kled ignored him and turned back to wave at us.

"Come on, let's go inside and take a look!"