Not to Let Anger Drive One to War

For Jarvan IV, the attack on the Shuriman trade caravan could only be described as a disgrace.

He had just basked in glory, been crowned emperor in Demacia City, and now his purse had been snatched away in Shurima. Only a handful of the elite guards protecting the caravan had escaped alongside Taric, and they had done so in a wretched state. It was as good as a slap in the face!

These weren't ordinary bandits. He had to hit back hard!

Yet, to everyone's surprise, Taric, who had made it back alive, took the initiative and tried to stop Jarvan IV from seeking revenge.

"Those bandits were very unusual." Lying in bed, Taric earnestly tried to reason with Jarvan IV, who had come to visit him. "I've been going over that ambush again and again. The enemy knew the route, chose their ambush point with great care, and coordinated remarkably well. We can't afford to let our guard down. We should take our time and consider this carefully..."

The more Taric recalled, the more suspicious the ambush seemed. It was unlike any battle he had ever fought. Demacia might never have faced enemies like these before!

If Demacia wanted revenge, it would have to investigate thoroughly and prepare first!

Unfortunately, while Taric had thought things through, he hadn't realized just how delicate the timing of the ambush was. Jarvan IV had to make his position clear at once.

He had only just been crowned emperor, and now his most important source of funds had been hit. If Jarvan IV didn't show some resolve now, he'd be in real trouble!

Why had Jarvan IV dared to establish the Demacian Empire as a federation of autonomous kingdoms?

Because he was certain he could go further and bring even more territory into