Seeking Opinions

Swain opened the letter and glanced at it, his expression unchanged. He didn't know what it said, but after reading it, he handed it to Darius. 🍭♟ 💙ൠ

Darius's reaction was completely different after reading it; he laughed loudly and, amidst everyone's confusion, read aloud the contents of the letter:

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Old buddy:

It's been a long time since we last met, and this trip has been very fruitful.

I received a warm welcome from Queen Ashe in the Avarosa tribe. She already knew about the alliance and was willing to mobilize the entire tribe to fight against Camille with us. Their Old Chieftain Uncle Wolf, also agreed to this, so there was nothing to worry about.

At the same time, Ashe also promised to persuade Winter's Claw to join the alliance, which suggests that they are also worried about Camille's offensive.

I've already spoken with them. The meeting will be held in Rakkor in ten days. Demacia will also send a representative. Whenever it's convenient for you, get up and go. An alliance is just around the corner!

Besides, I'm very comfortable here. We'll go back together when you arrive.

Darius's own handwriting.

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This letter was written in Darius's voice, and it was also signed by him. Most importantly, the handwriting on the letter is very similar to his!

There's no doubt this wasn't written by him. Forget about being warmly received; we didn't even see Ashe, and we were ambushed in Winter's Claw.

Since Avarosa sent this letter, it means they have ulterior motives; they may very well be planning to lure Swain there and then kill him.

Rappor was furious and wanted nothing more than to lead his men to attack immediately.

"These guys actually tried to ambush us. I think we shouldn't team up anymore. Let's just avoid Piltover's attention and draw the trouble to Freljord!"

"Don't rush Rappor, everyone has their own little schemes!"

"Then what do you suggest we do? We can't just ignore it, can we?"

"Go to the meeting. Since they want Swain go, then go."

"And then what? What preparations do we need to make?"

Rappor knew Darius wouldn't let Swain nothing, so he inquired about his plans.

Darius's smile slowly faded, replaced by a fierce expression.

"Let's use their strategy against them! Select 50,000 elite troops, dressed in white armor, and hide them in the snow. Under the guise of negotiation, we'll defeat them!"

"Great! That suits me perfectly. I'll go prepare right away!"

In the end, Darius still chose the path of war, but this was not his fault. The Avarosa crossed his bottom line. He could tolerate betraying others, Swain!

Now I just hope Demacia doesn't get involved in this mess, otherwise the three sides will fight and it will be impossible to stop.

"Since you've already prepared for war, then I won't linger."

Where do you want to go?

"Demacia, I need to make sure they don't get involved in the war, otherwise you'll be locked in a fierce battle."

"Actually, you don't need to worry too much. I don't plan to start a major war. After all, with a formidable enemy at hand, capturing the leader of Avarosa will force them to back down."

"But ultimately, conflicts will arise, weakening our fighting capacity."

"This was inevitable. As I said at the beginning, unity cannot be achieved through negotiation; action must be taken."

"I hope you can handle this matter well. I will also do my best. Goodbye, General Darius."

After bidding farewell to Darius, I set off for Demacia, accompanied by the people of Ionia. They came to form an alliance, not to help Darius wage war.

LeBlanc was also preparing to leave with me. At this moment, she seemed like an observer, indifferent to who won or lost.

Delverhold wasn't far from Irondale; we traveled at full speed and arrived in just two days.

I had informed Fiora beforehand, so I was not stopped at all and went straight to the temporary palace.

When Camille destroyed Silver City, Jarvan III was killed in action. Now Jarvan IV has succeeded to the throne and is leading the army to resist Piltover's attack.

He received us personally, accompanied by only two guards, one of whom was Sylas. In this world, Silas did not launch a rebellion; on the contrary, he was one of Jarvan's confidants.

Another guard, imposing and dignified, stood to Jarvan's right, holding Steel Spear. His posture was as straight as the Steel Spear, his long black hair was tied back, and his gaze was cold and sharp.

I am also familiar with him: Zhao Xin.

Perhaps because of my intrusion, Zhao Xin and Demacia had never crossed paths before, but now he has become Jarvan's bodyguard, which is more in line with the game's setting.

Upon seeing us, these special guests, Jarvan was very polite. "Friends who have come from afar, please have a seat."

"Thank Your Majesty. You must already know the purpose of our visit."

"Yes, I know. Lady Fiora told me. I strongly support the idea of an alliance. In fact, we've already joined forces with Noxus many times."

"This alliance isn't just between Demacia and Noxus, but also with Freljord and all our friends in Ionia."

"The more people, the better, I agree."

Jarvan agreed without hesitation, which made me feel quite uncomfortable.

Could he also harbor ulterior motives like Uncle Wolf? The rumors I heard when Darius and I traveled here a few days ago were quite different.

Of course, I couldn't show any doubt. Since he agreed to the alliance, I might as well bring up the conflict between Noxus and Freljord and see how he reacted.

"There's something I need to tell you: the cooperation between Noxus and Freljord isn't going smoothly, and there's even a possibility of significant friction."

"Significant friction? You mean war?"

"Pretty much. If war were to break out between the two places, I'd like to know your stance."

"This..."

Jarvan pondered for a while, seemingly unsure of what to do. This was clearly not an act; it appeared he was unaware of the matter.

Just then, someone brought news that Garen had arrived, and that he had come specifically to see us, with Fiora with him.

Jarvan's spirits lifted; he knew the answer had arrived, "General Garen, you've come at the right time. I have something to ask you."

"Your Majesty is too kind. Please speak frankly, and I will report the truthfully."

"It's not that serious. I just wanted to ask for your opinion. Ezreal just said that there might be a war between Freljord and Noxus. What do you think about this?"

"War breaks out? At this crucial moment?" Garen asked me.

"That's right, it all started when the Winter's Claw sent people to ambush us, and then the Avarosa tribe took the opportunity to set a trap..."

I gave a brief account of the events, remaining impartial and speaking entirely from a third-person perspective.

Garen listened and pondered for a moment before giving his answer: Help Noxus fight Avarosa!