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Upon arriving in Silver City, I found it even worse than I'd heard. The once pristine white walls were now charred black, and everything was collapsed and in ruins. 👮🔥 Claw 🎁🐊

The whole of Demacia is in chaos, but here the war has ended. Just look at the imposing soldiers all around; the mages have been driven out.

In this situation, infiltrating is impossible. I found Garen:

"We meet again, General Garen."

Should I be grateful to you for saving Fiora, or should I hate you for killing Bordewin?

Right now, you don't need either of those kinds of feelings.

Why did you come back?

"I am Prince Jarvan's friend, it is only right that I come back to help."

"There are many mysteries surrounding you. I don't know what your motives are for doing all this, so I can't let you into the city."

"Then please tell me, has Fiora woken up yet?"

"She is in the palace, serving as the king's guard."

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. Not only had she woken up, but she had also become the king's guard, so it seemed she was recovering very well.

But how can I see her?

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that only the eastern front could interest Garen: "Darius has already launched an attack. I see that the Dauntless Vanguard camp is almost undefended. Is that alright?"

"You know quite a lot, but right now there's a rebellion throughout Demacia, so we have to call back our troops to defend the region. Letting them occupy the east is something we can't avoid."

"What if he continues his attack? I'm afraid Madcia can't withstand internal and external troubles right now."

"Darius won't continue the attack," Garen said confidently.

Why do you say that?

"While Sylas hates Demacia, he also resents Noxus. If Darius forces his way in, they're bound to clash. If we remain inactive, our civil war will escalate, which would be more advantageous for him."

As expected of Dauntless Vanguard Great General, Garen's strategic vision is truly exceptional.

Of course, seeing things clearly doesn't mean you can solve them. Even if Darius remains inactive, wouldn't he still be unable to withstand the Noxus cavalry once the civil war has exhausted both sides' strength?

"General, do you still remember the last battle between Germany and North Korea?"

"The last great war? What do you mean?"

"The last war should have been an extremely brutal and bloody one, but the appearance of the Judicator reduced casualties on both sides and helped Demacia achieve victory, right?"

"This is something everyone's talking about, is there a problem?"

"No problem, I'm just grateful that you granted me wartime freedom of action back then."

Garen's expression changed upon hearing this; these were the words he had personally spoken to Leivo, and there was no one else around.

How do you know this?

"Just like why I protect Fiora."

"You're Leivo? Impossible, he's already sacrificed himself."

"Still don't believe me? Did Fiora tell you Quinn's last words?"

"Heh, what an interesting person. Alright, I'll let you in, but you have to come with me."

Garen led the way himself, and the soldiers naturally didn't stop him. Jarvan was overjoyed to see me, completely unconcerned about what had happened before.

"Too slow. I thought you would come sooner."

I didn't answer him because I saw Fiora behind him.

She was now wearing a set of bright silver armor, looking even more dashing than when she wore her sword fighting outfit. Her complexion had recovered, and her long hair had been cut short again. She liked this look, for the sake of convenience in battle.

Welcome back.

Fiora remained expressionless, but I was pretty sure she recognized me. Although I no longer looked like Zhao Xin, it wasn't hard to deduce the truth by putting everything together.

You owe me a favor; you should think about how to repay it.

"Then I beg Your Majesty not to punish you further, what do you say?"

"Okay, it's settled then."

At this point, Jarvan said, "Hey Yasuo, is it really okay for you to ignore me like this? We're in the royal palace, at least give me some face."

"How could that be? Thank you for helping to rescue Fiora, but let's talk about the Rebel Army first."

"Not long ago, I was planning to liberate the Demacia mages and guide them in the proper use of magic, but I never expected the riot to break out so quickly..."

Jarvan explained the current situation, revealing that the root of all the problems lay with the Nullstone:

Demacia is a nation built on anti -Nullstone. As its rich mineral resources were extensively mined, not only Dark Magic but also ordinary mages were restricted in their freedom.

Over time, many conflicts arose between the two sides and continued to escalate. However, the mages were always on the oppressed side because the power of the Nullstone was too great, and they had no chance to turn the tide.

Thus, at the expense of the mages' interests, Demacia appeared prosperous on the surface.

Sylas is a commoner mage with a unique talent: he can see the magic within others, like a living Nullstone.

This magical talent saved him from arrest and allowed him to become a Demacia soldier, specializing in the Demon Hunter.

He was filled with pride and contributed his strength to the country until he discovered that Demacia's policies were too cold-blooded.

No one, not even an infant, can escape the fate of a sorcerer.

Is it wrong to be born a mage? After witnessing one sad thing after another, he decided to resign from his Demon Hunter.

Because of his past achievements, Sylas was not mistreated and received a substantial pension, allowing him to live a relatively comfortable life.

To live out one's days in this way, even without reaping any honors, would be a peaceful existence—a luxury for a Demacia mage.

Until one day, a girl from a noble family found him.

With just one glance, Sylas could see the powerful magic emanating from the girl.

He rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with nobles, and he never imagined that there were mages among the nobles. This was no small matter!

The girl sought him out because she wanted to better control her magic, as she wasn't very skilled at it.

Sylas refused outright; he didn't want to take the risk, as helping would make him an accomplice.

The girl left after her pleas went unanswered, but her brother discovered everything.

He flew into a rage, gave the girl a severe scolding, and warned her never to let anyone know that she could use magic again.

Sylas naturally became the victim, imprisoned for no reason, simply because the noble girl had come to see him.

He looked at the Nullstone shackles binding him and couldn't understand why commoners were arrested even without using magic, while nobles were unharmed.

He was even arrested and imprisoned for simply meeting that noble girl once. Thinking about the merits he had made, he felt extremely ironic.

Later, Sylas learned that the girl was the eldest daughter of the House of Lightshield, a family no less prestigious than royalty.