Broken Promises

The weather is beautiful today, which seems to foreshadow a good outcome for the peace talks. 6͓̽9͓̽s͓̽h͓̽u͓̽x͓̽.͓̽c͓̽o͓̽m͓̽

The meeting place was set in the fields outside the City of Light, and the king planned to go there in person to give Sylas a promise.

Apart from Dali, everyone else in the council was present; it seems he still didn't want to see Sylas.

Soon, I saw Sylas leading a large group of mages toward us. From a distance, there seemed to be quite a few of them, and they were all carrying Nullstone.

What once bound them has now become their weapon.

As they approached, he gestured to stop them from moving forward, and personally led a dozen or so people over, showing them ample respect and sincerity.

Seeing Lux among them, with no apparent abnormalities in her appearance or attire, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except Sylas didn't immediately release her.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your leniency."

"Soon I will no longer be your Your Majesty."

"I am sorry about this, but I feel that Prince Jarvan is more suitable to be our common king."

"You have nothing to apologize for; on the contrary, I am very sorry."

Sylas was puzzled as to why the king said that, when suddenly he saw many Demacia soldiers appearing all around him, surging in from all directions like a wave!

Not only him, but many people were also puzzled. Jarvan even loudly asked the king, "What happened, Father King? Aren't our soldiers all in the south of the city?"

"You broke your promise!" Sylas exclaimed angrily as he watched the soldiers surround him.

"I keep my word. Your only condition is that I abdicate, which I agree to. But I will not hand over a Demacia full of mages to my son! Therefore, you will all die here!"

"Father King!"

Jarvan wanted to say something, but Garen immediately pulled him behind him. He seemed to know what had happened today and wasn't surprised at all.

Dali then walked up from behind the army. No wonder he hadn't come along today; it turned out he had this plan.

"A bunch of the Rebel Army dares to dream of being equals with the legitimate Demacia? Your thinking is utterly reprehensible!"

Sylas didn't answer him, but continued to ask the king, "So everything you said in the city was just an act? What about abdicating after fifty years on the throne? What about Noxus being eyeing us with predatory intent?"

"I know you have informants in the city, so I was telling you all that."

"Aren't you concerned about the safety of the nobles under my control?"

"You said you wouldn't hurt Lux. As for the others, someone can always take their place."

"Alright, even though you don't keep your word, I do!" Sylas said, turning to Lux. "Looks like you'll have to stay with me."

"Enough with the nonsense! Cover the king's escape, I'm about to make my move!"

Dali roared, and we all moved away from the conference table. The food on the table was still untouched, and the flames of the stove on the ground flickered wildly in the wind.

I find the King's behavior extremely offensive. He clearly has the power to destroy the enemy, yet he chooses to use underhanded tactics to create resentment. I decided not to help and pulled Riven to stand back.

It was initially thought that Sylas would fight to the death, after all, the King and other Demacia leaders were right in front of him, and if he could capture a few of them, there might be a glimmer of hope. However, he did not make a move.

After the king and his entourage retreated behind the soldiers, Dali ordered an attack. There were only Sylas and a dozen or so followers here, and even including a group of people not far away, there were only a few hundred people, which seemed insignificant in front of the thousands of Demacia soldiers.

At first I thought it would be a smooth negotiation, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this. Today, Sylas is probably doomed.

But before we could get far, suddenly the earth shook violently, and the landscape around us became fragmented, just like the collapse of the Earth Shatter in Jarvan!

Many soldiers lost their footing and fell to the ground, while many others were buried in mud, their screams echoing throughout the battlefield!

Sylas is incredibly powerful! He remained completely calm despite being surrounded by a large force, instead displaying overwhelming strength.

"Ordinary soldiers, move to the rear; elite troops, move to the front!" Dali commanded.

This was much better; the formation no longer seemed so scattered. However, Sylas had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape the encirclement and rejoin the mage troops behind him.

This was the first time I had ever seen such a large-scale magical battle. Because of the lack of physical confrontation, it didn't seem that intense, but it was just as bloody!

These mages unleashed all sorts of terrifying magic; ordinary soldiers, lacking any magical resistance, were utterly helpless against them, like infants.

Even the elite soldiers could only resist for a little longer before they could no longer hold out, and not far away, Sylas's army had already arrived.

"Is the final battle still unavoidable? Proceed with the second plan: annihilate them!"

"Yes!" Garen accepted the order and left.

Since the start of the war, the Demacia soldiers have been winning one victory after another, and seem to have become a little blinded by their own strength. Now they are completely unable to withstand Sylas's main force.

The king quickly issued orders to stabilize the situation. In fact, the so-called second battle plan was nothing special; it was simply a full-scale attack.

Demacia soldiers arrived in droves, their numbers far exceeding those of Sylas's mage force. Ordinary soldiers fought against low-level mages, while elite soldiers faced off against high-level mages. After a long and fierce battle, Demacian forces gradually gained the upper hand.

The mage force was small in number, but their healing magic was highly efficient, and the wounded were quickly able to return to the battle after being healed.

However, this alone could not make up for the numerical disadvantage. Faced with the bravery and fearlessness of the Demacia soldiers, they suffered repeated defeats. By the time the high-ranking mages of the Tabor Family joined the battle, the Rebel Army was already in complete chaos.

Under Dali's command, the soldiers once again formed an encirclement and gradually tightened the encirclement; the dawn of victory was just around the corner.

"Something doesn't feel right to me," Riven said.

"Something's not right. Sylas is about to give up. It's a pity he fell into the king's trap; otherwise, he could have escaped without any problem."

"From the moment I met him, I felt he was very calm. Even after the king revealed his hand, he didn't show any excitement. Although his face was full of anger, it was clear that he was completely unmoved, which was very abnormal."

Do you think he still has some tricks up his sleeve?

"Yes! He didn't do anything big after using a very powerful spell. I don't think he's exhausted his power."

"Then let's go remind Fiora to be careful."

Just as Riven and I were about to head over, a flash of white light suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield. The dazzling light was so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, my Wind Wall was already in front of us.

"Light magic? That's Lux's magic! Why would she attack her own people?"

No, you see.