Chapter 231

Or, to put it another way, "gods".

A true god without any airs.

"It's not that I don't trust you." Morgana behaved like an ordinary person, her demeanor and tone very calm, without the slightest hint of superiority. "But, what about after we get back?"

"I hope to use you as a starting point to correct Demacia's current mistakes," Chen Ce stated frankly.

Even though the [The Veiled Lady]'s reputation has gradually faded into the annals of history, no one can deny her identity as an angel—she was once the "Kayle" of Demacia, and is the most worthy of respect.

Once the Lightshield Family acknowledges Morgana, that ridiculous anti-magic farce can pretty much come to an end... That's the ultimate and most important goal.

The original plan was to achieve this goal step by step through Jarvan IV, but now... with Morgana around, we can achieve it all in one go.

No matter what nobleman or grand marshal he was, in the face of "gods," he was nothing more than a mortal who could be replaced at will.

It can be described as a pure case of dimensional reduction attack.

The saying "plans can't keep up with changes" is pretty much true.

Who would have thought that trying to catch Nocturne would lead to encountering the Kayle of Demacia?

"Demacia is currently in chaos, and the impoverished people need your salvation." Chen Ce knew that the [god] before him was full of [humanity].

This is the biggest difference between her and Kayle, and the fundamental reason why the two sisters took such different paths.

"I understand what you're saying." Morgana nodded, but her smile beneath the veil held a hint of bitterness. "But like I told you last night, Kayle has noticed me."

"I know," Chen Ce said.

"Do you know what the consequences will be? If I continue to appear in front of the world, or even return to Great City in public as you said... she will come looking for me immediately."

"I know."

"No, you don't know..." Morgana shook her head again, "You don't understand Kayle's character. If she comes to me, it will be a repeat of what happened hundreds of years ago... Our conflict will destroy this country and plunge more innocent people into suffering."

"No, it can't be." Chen Ce raised his head, one hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Don't you understand, Kayle?" Morgana frowned slightly. "I am no match for her now... Her wrath will destroy everything, and I cannot save the world from her clutches."

After a brief pause, the fallen angel continued, "Once, Kayle and I each wielded a sword, and we fought to a draw... But now, I have no sword, while she has two... not to mention the difference in our cultivation over the past few centuries."

"I understand everything you've said." Chen Ce showed no surprise whatsoever, and simply extended another hand toward the veiled angel.

What I mean is...

"I will help you defeat Kayle, my esteemed Morgana."

The following day, in the private residence of Grand Marshal Tianna Crownguard, the Great City of Demacia Demacia.

The Grand Marshal, dressed in light silver armor, handled her official duties as usual. Her brows, sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, reflected her seriousness and meticulousness in her work.

Just as she was about to finish processing the last report and head to the military camp to continue her next task, there was a sudden knock on her closed door.

"Come in." Tianna already knew who it was.

Sure enough, the man who pushed open the door was tall and thin, but had a slightly sinister air about him.

Eldred, the leader of the Mageseeker Order, is her husband in name only.

"What's wrong?" Tianna didn't even look up at the other person.

Eldred saw and remembered this undisguised contempt, her heart filled with resentment and unwillingness, yet she could only show a smile and respect.

"There's news from Fossbarrow." He handed over a roll of parchment, his eyes darting around and his tone uneasy.

Tianna immediately noticed the change.

Her brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed tightly once more.

"Bad news, is that it?"

"I suppose so..." Eldred began to break out in a cold sweat.

"Read it." Tianna did not take the parchment handed to her, but issued a command in a cold tone.

Eldred dared not utter a single objection and immediately read aloud the general situation report from the leather scroll:

"That low-level Mageseekers Chen Ce in Fossbarrow not only survived the Black Mage's attack, but he also turned the tables and eliminated the Black Mage... He became a beloved hero in Fossbarrow... and our people were also eliminated by him..."

"Hmm?" Tianna stopped writing with her quill pen.

She noticed several key points in the passage.

"I understand Chen Ce's intention to eliminate the Black Mage, but... Eldred, I must ask you, what do you mean by 'not only was he not' killed by the Black Mage '?"

"Huh?" This question puzzled Eldred. "I sent him to Fossbarrow... The initial plan was to have a Black Mage kill him... What's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Tianna raised an eyebrow, but still clung to a last glimmer of hope.

"Okay... I'll ask you again, 'What does it mean that our people were also taken care of by him'?"

"What do you mean..." Eldred was a little confused. "If the Black Mage isn't up to it, then we'll have our people deal with him themselves... That's my plan, but... things aren't looking good. The Mageseekers I sent failed..."

Upon hearing this, Tianna covered her forehead with her hand and let out a sigh.

Eldred, still looking bewildered, explained, "But... believe me, it was just an accident... that guy Chen Ce is quite capable... I admit I underestimated him, but he definitely won't do it again—"

"Shut up!" Tianna growled, abruptly interrupting the other person.

Eldred was confused and resentful, not understanding why she was being yelled at. She worked so hard for him, and all she got was to be yelled at? Just because she hadn't done things perfectly?

If you have the means, why don't you do it yourself?

Eldred lowered his head in silence, his gaze towards the floor filled with ruthlessness.

"Tianna... give me another chance... next time I'll definitely kill that guy..."

I may be annoyed, but I still have to do what needs to be done.

But hearing this only made Tianna: "You damned idiot... why did you do such a stupid thing?"

"Why... this isn't yours..." Eldred gritted her teeth in anger, finally daring to retort.

"My what?"

"Didn't you tell me to attack him...?"

"Eldred... is your brain made of Petricite stone too?" Tianna head ached, but after reaching her peak of anger, she calmed down a bit.

"I instructed you to falsely accuse him of having ties with the Black Mage Fossbarrow, and then use that as a pretext to banish him from the Great City and even Demacia... When did I ever instruct you to directly attack him?"

"You let those Mageseekers deliberately frame him, trying to kill him with the help of Black Mage... even if they failed, there was still a chance... but you... how could you be so stupid as to let your own people attack him directly?"

"He must have figured out our motives by now... Even if he doesn't have direct evidence, he's certainly aware of it all..."

After saying this, Tianna sighed heavily again, her brows furrowed with worry.

But Eldred still didn't seem to realize the problem.

"So what... It didn't work this time because I underestimated him. Next time I'll just send more and stronger men to take him out..."

Looking at Eldred's face, Tianna could only blame herself for having supported the wrong person—why hadn't she seen how dull-witted he was? Why hadn't she spent more time and effort nurturing other, more intelligent people?

After a moment of regret, Tianna had already made a decision in her heart.

"Perhaps you don't yet understand how terrifying Chen Ce is, nor the seriousness of the matter... You can go now; don't worry about this for the time being."

"...Yes." Eldred was unwilling, but he could only obediently leave the study.

As he closed the door, he stared at Tianna with an extremely malicious look.

Now, he has a new idea...

Since some people are always so timid and hesitant, then...

Give her a push...

Chapter Ninety: The Fairy of the Harp, A, has arrived!

Morgana ultimately chose to believe Chen Ce.

Of course, she wouldn't completely trust a young man she'd only recently met. She only agreed to temporarily return to Great City with him. As for whether she would later appear in public and do something that would be tantamount to "provoking" Kayle... that remains to be seen how things develop.

She had witnessed Chen Ce's battles and knew that this young man possessed considerable strength... perhaps not much weaker than herself? Maybe only slightly weaker... but that wasn't enough for Kayle.

She understood Chen Ce's fighting ability, and naturally she understood Kayle's fighting ability even better.

That battle that led to tragedy... In that fire and explosion, in blood and tears, she threw her sword to Kayle.

Those were swords given to them by their mother—originally one, but later split in two by the power of the astral plane. They each originally held one, and their power was almost completely equal.

But that battle... left her heartbroken. She threw the holy sword, a symbol of that astral power, to Kayle, signifying that they would forever walk different paths. There would be no more sisterly affection between them. If they met again, they would be enemies.

Since then, she chained her wings, determined to travel the world on foot. Kayle, on the other hand, considered herself a god and mercilessly flapped her wings to leave the kingdom... She claimed to have been called by the astral plane to study the ways of the astral plane at the other side of the world.

For centuries, the younger sister hid in darkness, her face veiled, welcoming all devout and repentant sinners and punishing all those who betrayed their faith. The older sister, on the summit of Mount Targon and among the clouds of the heavens, spread her angel wings freely.

Now, Morgana knows she is no longer able to fight Kayle.

She knew she was no match for her sister.

Even with Chen Ce's help?

Maybe...

She didn't know. But if Chen Ce could bring salvation to this increasingly corrupt human nation, then she...

Even if I die in the most gruesome way by my sister's sword, what does it matter?

Even if that was her most beloved older sister... even if this human kingdom has slandered and defamed her for hundreds of years...

She won't blame anyone.

She is willing to give all those who repent a chance for redemption.

This is the path that the Fallen Gods walked on two legs...

Although Morgana agreed to return to Great City with him, Chen Ce didn't know where she was—they hadn't returned together.

Morgana embarked on her journey alone, only promising to call upon her when everything was ready.

Chen Ce only knew that she must be in Great City at this moment... but he had no idea exactly where. Perhaps she was quietly observing everything in some deserted corner? Just like she used to...

I'm not entirely sure, but it's nothing serious.

The main task now is to make adequate preparations, otherwise it would be pointless to hastily bring Morgana over—it might even attract Kayle, who is wielding two holy swords, which would be counterproductive.

Hmm... speaking of Kayle...

Her fighting power...

Theoretically, he's a bit stronger than Morgana, but not by much. If he goes all out, beating her shouldn't be a problem—not to mention he has Morgana's help.

With the power of the Death Realm, Rhaast, and various other skills... if all else fails, you can bring over Syndra, who's practically a bug in the game, from Noxus. There's no way she can lose to Kayle.

Her strength is probably only at the mid-to-upper-tier Darkin level... I reckon she could win even if she called on Rhaast.

There's nothing to fear.

Will we see the Veiled Lady again?

On her way home, Sona looked into the darkness behind her and asked.

[I think she's a good person... She's not as bad as portrayed in the story at all. I can sense that she wholeheartedly wants to help Demacia and everyone in this world.]

"Yes, she is a true angel," Chen Ce replied softly. "We will see her again when the time is right."

[When the time is right... Oh...] Sona nodded, only half understanding.

The dimly lit streets were deserted, and the faint moonlight cast long shadows of them.

It was late at night, and the entire city was asleep.

The two returned to their familiar room, and upon entering, the gentle and considerate Sona immediately put on an apron to prepare a "dinner"—they had only drunk some water since morning in order to make the journey.

The steaming noodles in the pot emitted an enticing aroma. Chen Ce sat alone in the living room, planning his next move—he was going to find Jarvan IV, who also didn't approve of delegating power to the Mageseekers, and then, at the right moment, tell him that the "The Veiled Lady" had reappeared and that Demacia desperately needed a change.

[Mr. Chen Ce, you can go take a shower first~ The noodles will be ready by the time you're done~] Sona's voice echoed in my mind, and the gentle and beautiful girl smiled sweetly in the kitchen. [It's already very late, why don't you rest for a bit and we can get busy tomorrow, okay~?]

"Thank you, Sona." Chen Ce smiled back and prepared to wash up and rest as she had suggested.

But just then, a gentle knocking sounded on the door.