Legends of Runeterra

The next day, Li En and Xiweier came to the hall again.

Ezreal took Amumu to the largest market in the city, intending to show his little brothers his ability to easily identify treasures, which he had boasted about for a long time.

"Your Majesty, this is the latest information about Narimaj."

"Okay, thank you, Grand Master."

Nasus presented a metal plate engraved with gold. Azir waved his hand lightly, and the metal plate turned into countless sand-like substances, outlining and evolving pictures and information in the air.

And all this happened in front of Li En and Shiver, with no intention of concealing it at all.

In this regard, Li En and the others naturally would not deliberately avoid it, and they stared at the information in the air openly.

When her eyes swept across a certain picture, Shiver's eyes fixed and she subconsciously tightened Li En's hand slightly.

Li En turned his head to look at Shiver, and followed her gaze. In the picture outlined in the air, there was a figure like a humanoid crocodile, standing at the front of a team.

Looking back at Shiver again, a smile appeared on her lips, indicating that Li En didn't need to worry.

Li En nodded, and then he didn't bother to pay attention to Azir's intention to show all the information in front of the two of them. He took the initiative to step forward, and stared at Azir in the main seat with his dark eyes.

"Your Majesty Azir."

"Hmm? Li En, what's up?"

"Since I have come here as an ally, please allow me to contribute to our alliance."

"Leen, what do you mean?"

Facing Azir's inquiring gaze, Li En waved his hand gently.

The information neatly arranged in the air began to change, and finally only one picture remained in the center.

Nasus' pupils shrank and he quickly took a step forward.

"His Majesty..."

Azir on the golden throne raised his hand slightly.

He subconsciously clenched his cane and frowned involuntarily, but Nasus still suppressed the anxiety in his heart and immediately stopped the words he had not yet said.

"Leon, please continue."

"Okay, Your Majesty. I hope Renekton and his legion can be handed over to Sivir and me."

"Mr. Li En..."

"Grandmaster, please be patient."

Azir on the throne turned his head and his calm gaze fell on Nasus.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am sorry for the inconvenience."

"That's fine, but you have to apologize to Li En. After all, this is the second time you interrupted him."

"Yes, Mr. Li En, I'm very sorry, I..."

"It's okay. Renekton is your brother. I understand your concern, Grand Maester."

“Thank you for your understanding.”

Nasus bowed slightly, and the moment he heard Li En's words, his uneasy heart finally calmed down.

"So Li En, how do you plan to deal with Renekton?

Although his will was twisted by the dark magic of Xerath, to be honest, I, Shurima, do owe him a debt of gratitude."

"I understand, Your Majesty Azir, but at this moment, a dignified Ascended One is so arrogant and swaggering across the desert with his army. Isn't it really a bit disrespectful to us?"

"Do you think he's bait, too?"

"He must be."

"Haha~!"

Azir chuckled and nodded slightly.

"But we don't need to refuse this bait, do you think?"

"Of course, I want to meet Renekton in person. The situation was urgent last time. Although his life won't be harmed this time, I will definitely teach him a lesson."

"Is this so..."

As Azir spoke, he glanced at Sivir behind Li En.

He also noticed the reaction of Renekton when the successor of the 'Ascension Bloodline' saw him.

Azir could understand Li En's idea of ​​dealing with Renekton.

And he was even happier in his heart because Li En cared so much about Sivir.

It was a good thing that Sivir, who was not much different from an ordinary creature at the beginning, did not get scared on the spot when facing the violent and crazy ascended god who was almost giving his all.

But as the owner of the "Ascension Bloodline" and the inevitable empress of the Shurima Empire, Sivir would never allow this vague shadow to exist in her heart.

So, Azir on the golden throne nodded slightly.

"Well, Li En, Renekton is left to you."

"Okay, thank you Your Majesty."

Li En smiled and bowed briefly, then looked at Shiver who had a puzzled expression on her face and winked at her.

"Mr. Li En..."

"Don't worry, Grand Maester, Renekton, he will bring them back to the Shurima capital alive."

"Thank you!"

"Li En, in that case, let Nasus go with you."

"this..."

"Mr. Li En, Renekton hates me to the core now. As long as I am here, he will never think of escaping unless he kills me."

"Well... that's fine, but in this case the original plan will need to be slightly changed."

After Li En finished speaking, he turned to look at Azir who was sitting in the main seat.

"Your Majesty Azir, since Xerath wants to fish, why not just give him a big one? Instead of waiting for him to prepare, why not take Renekton with him and finish off Nerima in one fell swoop?"

"But Li En, we don't know how much preparation Zerath has, what if..."

"It's okay, Grand Secretary. I have two friends to introduce to you."

Under the gaze of everyone, Li En raised his hand and waved it gently. A golden-red flame rose up and quickly outlined a picture in the air in the hall.

"Is it finally starting, Li En? Diana and I have been waiting for a long time!"

A cheerful and sunny voice rang out in the hall.

...

In Rai, one of the languages ​​of Shurima, the word "Sai" refers to a plain of sand and gravel that makes walking slow and painful.

Farajese, a long team marched across the desolate and scorching plain.

Robbers, sand bandits, and even scavengers, this team of thousands of people is a mess, but the only thing they have in common is that a fierce and greedy look flashes across their faces from time to time.

At the front of the team, on the back of the huge Doman beast, there was a figure who was taller than the bandit who was leaning on a weapon, even though he was sitting on a saddle chair that was much larger than the average one.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

Renekton chewed the large piece of half-cooked roast meat mixed with bones in big mouthfuls. The blood and sticky saliva inside the roast meat dripped down the edge of his crocodile-like bloody mouth.

Although he was enjoying one of his favorite delicacies, there was no joy on Renekton's scale-covered face.

A heavy atmosphere enveloped the surroundings. Even though the scorching sun continued to burn their skin and sweat slid from their foreheads into their eyes, the sour, dry and itchy feeling made their eyes red, but the guards did not dare to move at all.

Because the wooden board under their feet, which had not yet completely dried up and had a faint smell of blood, was the only trace left by the previous guards.