Legends of Runeterra

Because the wound was not treated in time, and because he was too careless to maintain hygiene during the escape, the broken left arm unsurprisingly became infected and began to swell and fester.

Due to excessive blood loss and infected wounds, Swain lay in a makeshift tent, as quiet as if he were dead.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A noisy and shrill sound was heard, and Swain slowly opened his eyes.

I raised my head with difficulty and looked at the outside world through the open tent.

"Hoo~!"

The breeze swept the ashes left by the burning, and they slowly fell from the gloomy sky.

Such a dilapidated and depressed scene is just like Sweiin’s heart at that moment.

“Puff! Puff!”

With the sound of flapping wings, a pitch-black crow landed on a branch not far from the tent.

The scarlet pupils met Swain's gaze. Although he was clearly a beast, his eyes exuded the same hunger and greed as a human.

It seemed that as long as he closed his eyes, the crows would swoop down on him madly the next moment, enjoying this gift from the war.

"Haha~! A great commander of the empire is now being targeted by a carrion-eating crow..."

Swain laughed at himself in his heart.

However, his eyes were fixed on the crows. He could not and would never allow himself to end up as a rotten, smelly and worthless corpse pecked by a flock of crows!

Swain stared into the crow's scarlet eyes, and the man and the crow remained in a stalemate.

In a trance, Swain saw through those scarlet eyes, the Noxus that he had been dreaming about and to which he had sworn allegiance for his entire life.

In that reflection, Swain saw the evil gripping Noxus' heart.

A black rose, the pale lady... and her puppet emperor...

“Haha, hahahaha~! Ahem~! Hahahahaha~!”

Swain didn't care about his throat feeling like a knife cutting it, and laughed wildly, wantonly, and unbridled.

“I see, I see! I understand! I understand everything! Hahahaha~!”

At this moment, Swain finally understood that this war of invasion of Ionia was a war doomed to fail.

For the sake of Noxus, Swain was willing to kill his parents with his own hands to destroy the conspiracy secret society, but in fact he did not end it at all.

Instead, it was with the help of that purge that they hid in deeper, darker, and more core places.

In earlier ages, the secret society had already become one with Noxus.

In other words, its existence itself is the blood and bones of the empire.

"Your Excellency wants me to see these 'secrets', why don't you come out and see them?"

"Hehe~! Hello, Swain, you can call me... Ram."

A magnetic voice sounded at a close distance, and Swain turned his head to look.

A six-eyed crow was standing quietly at the head of the bed.

...

"Uh... huh~!"

Swain sat up suddenly, breathing heavily through his mouth.

A soldier from the Black Stone Regiment wearing Noxian armor immediately opened the curtain and walked in after hearing the noise.

"Lord Swain!"

Swain raised his eyes blankly, and quickly came to his senses after seeing who was coming.

"Well, where's Riven?"

"Lady Riven is on alert, I'll ask her to come over!"

"Wait, no need, go out first, I want to be alone for a while!"

"Yes, my lord!"

As the soldiers left and lowered the door curtain, Swain slowly raised his left arm.

"Om~!"

A scarlet light lit up and emerged from the broken part of Swain's arm.

The originally wrapped bandages melted away silently under the scarlet energy.

The scarlet energy extended outward, changing its form rapidly.

Soon, a hideous hand made entirely of scarlet energy appeared below Swain's left elbow.

Looking at this brand new arm, a smile finally appeared on Swain's gloomy face.

“Hula~!”

Putting on the cloak hanging beside him and feeling stronger than ever before, Swain strode out of the tent.

"Lord Swain!"

Under the greetings of the soldiers, Riven quickly came to Swain.

"Lord Swain, your injury..."

"It's okay, it's just a broken arm, nothing to be afraid of!

As for you, thank you for your hard work along the way, Riven!"

"It's all for the Empire!"

"Haha~! Very good! By the way, where's Li En? Hasn't he come to meet us yet?"

In response to Swain's question, Riven showed a hint of worry on her face.

"Yes, sir. According to the agreement, Lord Li En should have arrived half an hour ago!"

"Well, then we'll just wait..."

"Lord Li En!"

"Master Li En, you are finally back!"

Swain was halfway through his speech when a low cry of delight was heard in the distance.

Soon, Li En came quickly under the guidance of the soldiers.

"Lord Swain, you... you are okay, it's so good!"

"Haha~! Li En, thanks for sending Riven to help, thank you!"

"Haha~! Thank you for the compliment, sir. Just don't blame me for evacuating early."

"How could it be! Li En, you are able to foresee the battlefield situation in advance. I have to say that your talent is beyond my expectations!"

Swain stood up, walked closer to Li En, and patted his arm gently.

It was not until then that Li En discovered the empty area below Swain's elbow that was hidden by the cloak.

"Sir... this... I..."

"Haha~! It's okay, it's just a little bit of wind and frost, Li En, you don't have to worry about it!"

Swain smiled gently, his gloomy and majestic face showing calmness.

"Yes, sir, I understand!"

"Well, now that you are back, let's leave this dangerous place!"

"Please rest assured, Lord Swain, I have already made arrangements!"

"Oh? Okay, I'll leave it to you then!"

"no problem!"

Swain returned to the center of the camp, taking a makeshift seat.

I watched quietly as Li En took out the map and began to plan the next route for Riven.

"By sea? By the Imperial Navy? Or by some other force of your Reyes family?"

A faint scarlet color surged deep in his pupils. Using the power he gained from the contract with the demon 'Ram', Swain began to spy on Li En's 'secrets'.

This ability was considered basic and had been tried on ordinary soldiers before, so Swain was now quite familiar with it.

Until Li En finished talking with Riven, Swain did not notice the disgusting aura.

Perhaps noticing Swain's gaze, Li En turned around, smiled slightly, and walked towards him.

"Lord Swain, shall I ask the soldiers to make you some porridge?"

"No, the flames are too conspicuous!"

Swain glanced at the soldiers around him, watching as they began to gnaw on the cold, hard march rations under Riven's orders.

"Bring some dry food, and we'll set off after we eat!"

"Okay sir!"

Li En nodded, and the soldiers beside him immediately brought him some dry food.

Swain grabbed a piece and began to chew it in big mouthfuls.

“Crack! Crack!”

The teeth crushed the hard dry food like a hungry beast, chewing the white bones without any flesh and blood ferociously.