Chapter 103
The tear in these footed socks... is clearly intentional.
How could the tear be made so precisely? Exposing just a little bit of each part? This is clearly something you tore by hand!
Thinking this, she reached out and gestured for the other person to take off their footed socks and give them to her.
Unfortunately, Syndra had her own ideas.
"I said, I want Chen Ce to fill in." Syndra's tone was somewhat cold and arrogant, like an unquestionable command.
In this situation, Irelia also dropped her almost professional smile. "Like I said, I'm more professional than Chen Ce."
"I don't need professionals, I just need Chen Ce."
"If that's the case, then I think you can remove the word 'come'."
"Oh, that's even better."
"Miss Syndra ..."
The atmosphere between the two girls suddenly became hostile.
Chen Ce was caught in the middle and felt very uncomfortable.
Before he could even speak to persuade her, Syndra made another move—she used her magic to snatch Chen Ce away, and a pair of torn socks slipped down under the influence of the magic.
A pair of ripped, footed socks, still carrying a faint scent of her body, were placed directly on Chen Ce's face.
The latter subconsciously took a deep breath—it really wasn't intentional.
Then, before Irelia could retaliate, Syndra placed her feet on Chen Ce's body, as if declaring some inviolable sovereignty.
"Hurry up and sew it up, then help me put it on yourself."
"Isn't that a bit too domineering, Miss Syndra?" Irelia raised an eyebrow, ready to tear off the mask of civility.
Syndra, however, had no intention of having any pretense of interaction with her in the first place.
"I am Chen Ce's master. What business is it of yours what I tell him to do?"
A terrifying magical force flashed, and Chen Ce was pulled away.
Those fair and perfect jade feet almost got stuffed into his mouth.
"I respect you for helping us repel the Noxus invaders, but this is a private matter between us, and I hope you won't go too far..." Irelia, who considered herself the "rightful owner," could no longer hold back, and countless shards of blade immediately flew into the tent from outside.
Syndra remained unfazed, flicking her fingers to unleash an extremely powerful surge of negative energy. "Using too much magic might lead to loss of control; this little is enough to deal with you."
Facing the legendary embodiment of hatred and rage, Irelia naturally lacked the confidence to defeat him, but she was determined not to back down.
This is... blatant NTR!
If this is tolerable, what is not?
The atmosphere inside the tent was extremely cold.
Chen Ce regained his freedom after being forced to touch those perfect long legs— Syndra seemed too busy to care about him anymore.
He was tempted to flee this place of trouble, but he knew he had to step in and resolve the conflict.
But just as he was about to risk his life to enter the arena, another strange sensation came from beside his hand.
He turned his head in confusion and saw that a small hole had been poked in the tent wall beside him.
A small, fair hand reached in from outside.
Then there was a fluffy fox tail.
"You two older sisters are so scary... Come here to me, I won't bully you, my dear~"
Chapter 109 Irelia: The Mimic Baby is Hot!
As is well known, foxes are cunning animals.
And it's quite obvious that Ahri perfectly inherited this characteristic.
While Syndra and Irelia were busy fighting for "ownership," she had already secretly stolen Chen Ce away.
This night was destined to be extraordinary.
She received a very satisfying mana replenishment from Chen Ce, and because Syndra and Irelia were right next to her, she replenished even more enthusiastically—the tense and exciting feeling gave her unprecedented pleasure.
She spent a long time Corrupting Potion clean, not even letting a drop of liquid escape from the rim of the bottle, and was very satisfied.
Chen Ce was naturally very tired—making the Corrupting Potion was exhausting.
By the time Syndra and Irelia finally realized something was wrong, it was too late.
They grabbed Chen Ce angrily and kicked Ahri viciously.
But Ahri just clung to Chen Ce's arm with a wronged expression, her most ample and undisguised breasts among the three of them pressed against him as if to show off, her tone full of tea-like sarcasm:
"Did I upset you two elder sisters...? It's all my fault. If you want to punish someone, punish me. Please don't hurt my dear... It's all my fault..."
This night was destined to be an uneasy one.
Chen Ce also made the sound of Tom...
The next morning, Chen Ce arrived at the conference room with dark circles under his eyes.
"Mr. Chen Ce...? Are you alright...?" Lillia, standing beside him, suspected he was about to die suddenly, her concern evident in her words.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired..." Chen Ce said, rubbing his eyes while secretly glancing at the other three girls.
With his current physical condition, simply not sleeping for a night is nothing, but...
Not sleeping all night is one thing, being tortured all night is another...
This combined three-pronged attack would be unbearable even for the donkeys in the production team...
"Is everyone here?" Irelia, sitting in the main seat, had obviously noticed Chen Ce's furtive glances, but she didn't react at all. Instead, she deliberately turned her head to the side—even though her complexion looked rosier than usual today, presumably thanks to some kind of nourishment.
Syndra is similar.
Only Ahri gave her a flirty wink.
"Everyone's here," Karma replied to Irelia's question, completely unaware of what had happened the previous night.
Of course, "unaware" means not knowing exactly what happened last night, but judging from Irelia's exceptionally rosy complexion and Chen Ce's tired appearance, one could guess a little—at least that they must have slept together last night.
The way she looked at the two of them was somewhat improper.
"Let's begin the meeting then." Irelia nodded, her attention no longer on Chen Ce —serious business should be discussed with the seriousness appropriate to it.
I've already relaxed last night; it's time to get down to business today.
Although last night's "relaxation" turned out to be a bit unexpected... sigh.
"Today's topics are simple, only two—first, a discussion about future Noxus policy; second, the trial of traitors within the Resistance Army."
Everyone nodded in unison.
Irelia looked around and then said:
"Let's begin with our first item on the agenda—a discussion of future Noxus policy."
"Clearly, after yesterday's battle, Noxus's army on the First Lands has been completely wiped out, with only some local forces remaining. It shouldn't take long to eliminate them."
"Thus, this nearly three-year war has essentially come to an end—we have won the war and ushered in a long-awaited peace!"
The crowd applauded enthusiastically again—this was the happy ending everyone had been looking forward to for countless days and nights; it was impossible not to be excited.
Irelia even smiled, a rare occurrence for her in such a serious setting.
As the applause subsided, she gestured for the applause to subside and continued:
"Now, the choice is entirely in our hands, and the future relationship with the Noxian Empire will also be decided by us."
"Should we maintain a complete break with the Noxian Empire and ban all Noxus from entering, or should we preserve the most basic trade relations? I would like to hear your opinions."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hushed discussion broke out in the meeting room.
The high-ranking officials all had their own ideas and opinions, but most people still thought the latter option was better—although the Noxus had caused immense damage to this land and were extremely despicable, the First Lands did indeed need more resources to rebuild their homes.
If we insist on isolating all Noxus, it's hard to guarantee that other neighboring countries or regions won't take this opportunity to deliberately inflate prices using the "monopoly."
Moreover, the Twin Cities of Piltover and Zaun are now largely controlled by the Noxian Empire, and some of their resources and technology can help the First Lands rebuild their homes quickly.
These are all issues that must be considered.
Sometimes, we shouldn't make blind judgments based on enthusiasm alone.
Just as everyone was seriously discussing the matter, a man sitting near the front suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
"What's there to discuss? The only way to deal with those Noxus scum is to ban them! If they dare come to the First Lands again, chop off their heads!"
The only person capable of uttering such radical remarks in public is Glick, the former leader of the Brotherhood and now Third Legion Commander.
"Look what those Noxus scum have done to this First Lands! How many people have been displaced, their families torn apart, because of them? And you still want to trade with them and earn gold for them?!"
The meeting room fell silent again after these words were spoken.
Irelia certainly didn't like this extreme approach, but she needed everyone's opinions, and Glick was giving his opinion within reasonable limits and hadn't done anything wrong—she couldn't act unilaterally if others didn't object.
After all... Glick represents many Ionia to some extent.
Not everyone can think of the problem at the national level.
After a brief silence, the high-ranking officials resumed their discussion, but their voices were noticeably softer than before—many of them were wary of Glick.
During the war, Glick couldn't do anything to them, but it's hard to say what will happen later.
Who knows if the Brotherhood will regroup on the same spot after the Resistance Army disbands?
When Glick comes to settle scores with them later, who will stand up for them?
"There's nothing to discuss. Raise your hand if you support me!" Glick shouted again.
The crowd exchanged glances, somewhat reluctant to express their opinions so quickly, yet also wary of Glick's imposing presence.
Now, even Irelia is having a bit of a problem.
With the war over, the disbandment of the Resistance Army was only a matter of time, and her current influence was, to some extent, even less than that of Glick, who controlled the entire Brotherhood.
But... there's one person who doesn't care about any of that.
"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush." A teasing voice rang out from the corner of the conference room.
Everyone turned to look, and saw Chen Ce slowly stand up.
"There's still something I haven't settled with you about, the third... oh no, Mr. Glick."
"What are you trying to say?" Glick didn't give him a friendly look either.
"Um... what I wanted to say concerns the second item on the agenda." Chen Ce performed the traditional Ionia greeting to everyone, then looked respectfully at Irelia. "I wonder if our great leader would be willing to allow me to cut in line a little?"
"Approved." Irelia certainly wouldn't object to Chen Ce's opinion.
Having received an affirmative answer, Chen Ce turned his gaze back to Glick.
"As everyone knows, the traitor who betrayed the Resistance Army was none other than Morse, the former Second Legion Commander. The irrefutable evidence and his confession have made this fact undeniable."
"His acts of betrayal include, but are not limited to: betraying the Seventh Squad the Second Legion, resulting in the deaths of everyone except me; revealing the Resistance Army' whereabouts, leading to the encirclement of the Wuju Strait; and leaking intelligence, nearly causing severe damage to the Placidium headquarters."
"But... there is other evidence that he did not cooperate with the Order of the Shadow Cult."
"And yesterday—at the very last moment before the war ended—I was attacked by a shadow assassin inside the military camp."
"Do you know what's going on, Mr. Glick?"
After speaking, Chen Ce bowed to Glick as well.
The meeting room erupted in an uproar.
Glick flew into a rage on the spot, shouting, "You want to say I'm a traitor too?! Don't even think about framing me!!"
Chen Ce smiled but remained silent.
The crowd erupted in discussion once again.
Irelia, who was unaware of this, immediately frowned.
Making deals with the notorious Order of the Shadow Cult, which has always been at odds with the Resistance Army, is already a violation of military regulations. Attempting to assassinate Chen Ce, a key figure in the Resistance Army, on the eve of the war is even more unforgivable.
There's no point in making excuses.