Legends of Runeterra

The red flag fluttered in the dry night wind, watching Swain climb the stairs step by step.

The hot wind mingled with the smell of coal smoke and workshops; no forge in Noxus was cold.

"Hoo~!"

Breathing in this all-too-familiar scent, Swain felt a little melancholy in his heart.

Even though it was eleven o'clock at night, there were still guards standing on both sides of every twelve steps.

Swain raised his head and saw that at the top of the stairs were legionnaires who struck fear in the hearts of the Empire's enemies.

It was clear that Darkwill was determined to have this meeting.

...

In the audience hall, Darkwill sat on the throne passed down by successive emperors.

Carved from a single huge piece of obsidian, it is rough and angular.

Countless flags, representing conquered regions, hung beside, and tall columns formed sharp angles.

“Gah! Gah! Gah!”

The noisy and shrill sound of crows entered the hall, causing Darkwill to open his eyes.

Darkwill once loved this sound, it was the music of him strolling over the corpses of his enemies.

But now, he just felt it was noisy.

“Tick! Tick! Tick!”

Outside the hall, a tall and strong figure slowly walked over.

Swain glanced at Hilda who was sitting under the throne, then bowed to Darkwill.

"Jericho Swain, meeting the Commander-in-Chief!"

Hearing this self-proclaimed name that was completely different from before, Darkwill narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Haha~! Get up, Swain."

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief!"

His eyes flickered across Swain's gloved left hand, and a hint of desire flashed in Darkwill's eyes.

"Swain, I heard that you lost an arm in Ionia, but it seems that you are fine now?"

"Is this what you are talking about, Commander-in-Chief?"

Seeing Darkwill so impatient, Swain's mouth curled up slightly.

I felt both ridiculous and somewhat sad.

"Yes, this...how on earth is this possible?"

"As you can see, I came close to death in Ionia, but I refused death for the sake of the Empire.

And I received this gift from that limbo.”

Swain opened his left palm and moved it with ease.

"Now, this power has allowed me to escape from my mortal body, and I feel better than ever before!"

"Then... can 'it' share..."

"Yes, or rather, as long as I am willing, I can share 'it' with anyone, allowing them to gain powerful strength, abundant energy, and a long life~!"

"Hahaha~! Good! Very good!"

Darkwill suddenly stood up from his throne and looked directly at Swain.

"Quick, Swain, offer this power to your king!

From now on, in the Noxian Empire, you will be second to none and above ten thousand people!"

“Hehehahaha~!”

Swain stroked his forehead, unable to suppress his laughter any longer.

"I'm sorry, Commander-in-Chief, I refuse your request!"

"What did you say!?"

"I! Reject!"

Listening to Swain's words, Darkwill's face darkened completely.

"Do it!"

"Om~!"

Countless magic arrays appeared on the ground, walls, and dome throughout the audience hall.

Imprisonment, restraint, suppression...all kinds of magic were instantly cast on Swain, fixing him firmly in place.

"What a shame, Swain~!"

Darkwill led a group of black-robed mages to a place not far from Swain.

"You were originally in a position above everyone else, but who told you to reject me~!"

"Haha~! It's not a pity, Darkwill. The reason why I didn't share it with you is very simple!"

"Ok?"

"You're not qualified!"

Facing Swain's contemptuous gaze, Darkwill gritted his teeth.

"Hmph! Get started quickly and extract the power from his body!"

"Yes, Lord Commander!"

A group of mages took out various strange and bloody tools and slowly surrounded Swain.

Feeling the magic on his body that seemed complicated and heavy, but was actually just a fancy trick, Swain slowly smiled.

"Too bad, Darkwill, you're too close!"

"Ok?"

The perception honed in his early years frantically sounded a warning, but Darkwill only had time to raise his arm.

"Boom~!"

Two huge black crow wings opened from behind Swain, and the exploding dark red flames directly tore apart all the magic circles.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Along with screams, visible scarlet mist rose from the mages' bodies and gathered on Swain.

In just seven or eight seconds, all the mages turned into twisted bones.

"Ahem~!"

Darkwill's magic amulets were shattered into pieces, and he struggled to stand up from the ground.

Swain maintained his "Demonic Ascension" state and floated towards the embarrassed commander.

Under his deliberate control, Darkwill's life source was not taken away.

"LeBlanc! LeBlanc, come out and stop this guy for me!"

Darkwill shouted loudly as he retreated.

However, he was greeted only by dead silence.

The entire magnificent audience hall seemed to have turned into a tomb. Even the Trifari army outside could not hear his shouts.

"What a mess, Darkwill~!"

Looking down at the once majestic commander, Swain's eyes were extremely cold.

"Wait, Swain, you win! You win! The throne of Noxus is yours, and I am willing to cooperate with you to complete the transfer of power!

Spare my life, and I swear that the Darkwill family will be your most loyal servants in the future!"

"Haha~! Sorry, it's no longer needed!"

"Ah!? What did you say?"

"From now on, the unacceptable, stupid, and repetitive cycle of power transition on the throne of Noxus will come to an end!"

"Swain, are you crazy? Don't you know that this will bring disaster to the Empire..."

"Well, before you meet your final end, shut up!"

"Bang~!"

After rubbing the sole of his shoe on Darkwill, Swain turned to look at Hilda, who seemed to be sitting upright but was actually tied up not far away.

The beautiful face with blond hair and blue eyes was reflected in Swain's scarlet eyes.

Through Ram's authority, Swain knew that the other party was just one of the incarnations of the pale lady.

'Should we get rid of her?'

Swain narrowed his eyes slightly.

True, he had made a pact with the Pale Lady, but she had never acknowledged Hilda as her incarnation.

In other words, Hilda was not part of the agreement.

Getting rid of this incarnation and then letting Li En take over the Reyes family seems to be a good choice.

After all, it was Darkwill who left Hilda in the palace, and it had nothing to do with him, Swain.

Seeing Swain's expression change slightly, Hilda felt helpless. Just as she was about to reveal her identity, a wave of power almost as strong as Swain's emerged from the entrance of the hall.

"Lord Swain!"

"Leen!"

Looking at Li En who used hidden demonic power to enter the barrier he had set up, Swain quickly put away the murderous intent in his heart.

"Have we dealt with those monsters?"

"Yes sir!"

Li En walked over quickly and stood between Swain and Hilda.

"Congratulations, you've defeated Darkwill!"

"Haha~! This is just the beginning, there will be more troubles later!"

"Master Swain will surely make Noxus great again with his strategic planning!"

"Okay, leave this to me. You can take Ms. Hilda back with you."

"Yes, goodbye sir!"

Li En nodded and saluted, then untied the ropes on Hilda's wrists and ankles.

"Hi~!"

Hilda had been kneeling for a long time, and her legs were too weak to support her body.

"My apologies, Lady Hilda!"

After saying that, Li En held Hilda horizontally in his arms and strode out of the audience hall.

As for Swain, he watched Hilda leave with a smile on his face.

It's okay not to deal with Hilda.

Given how much Li En values ​​the other party, when the truth is revealed, Swain believes that Li En will turn into a sharp knife in his hand and stab the other party in the vitals.

After all, the deeper the love, the more it needs a little help to breed deep hatred.