First, take down the Sword Demon, then save Runeterra.

After Swain and Draven reached an agreement, he told Atto, "I contacted Piltover, and the Hextech-powered ship you requested has already departed from there."

"I told them to accelerate at full speed, and we'll reach the Immortal Fortress in a week."

Ato asked awkwardly, "It shouldn't be... expensive, right?"

Swain glanced at him and said in a flat tone, "This kind of ship was just developed by Piltover and was only recently put on sale to the public. It cost a total of fifty million."

"Hiss..." Ato's scalp tingled. One Hextech powered boat could buy five top-of-the-line luxury cars!

On the night Swain returned to the Immortal Fortress, he asked Atto if he needed anything in order to express his gratitude.

Ato asked Swain for a ship, the kind capable of ocean voyages, as he was always worried about Riven, who was on another continent.

As a hereditary noble family, the Swain family should own such a ship.

Swain simply nodded to indicate "I understand," but little did anyone know that he had actually bought Ator a brand-new Hextech-powered ship from Piltover!

He waved his hand: "It's nothing. You saved me, and this is all I can do. Fifty million is indeed not expensive."

Not expensive... Ato felt that he would never have to worry about money again, which was one of the benefits of saving a billionaire.

Ato couldn't help but recall a funny meme he'd seen in his past life. It featured photos of several people who had fallen into the water at the same time. The question asked, "Who would you save first?" and included the result of saving them.

Among them were two Mr. Ma. After saving them, you would either receive 100 million yuan or shares in their company.

"This time I don't have to choose the blue pill, if some rich guy really gives me a hundred million!"

……

"After leaving the Hall of Nokoshi, Jericho went to the bottom of the Immortal Fortress?"

LeBlanc frowned slightly as she listened to her subordinates' report on Swain's movements.

She couldn't say anything about it; any nobleman was qualified to enter the lower levels of the Immortal Fortress.

It would be even more impossible to strip Swain of his noble status.

The Swain family has held hereditary titles in Noxus for a thousand years, and arbitrarily removing them would cause panic and discontent among other nobles.

Waving the surveillance personnel away, LeBlanc began to consider Swain's purpose.

“I have hidden his armor and mace in a secret room that no one knows about. For over a thousand years I have been deliberately erasing any trace of him, and Swain should not know this.”

"If Swain wasn't after him, what else could it be? Was it for that brutal monster from a hundred years ago?"

LeBlanc thought about it more and more and it seemed more and more likely. If Swain's goal was Sion, then everything made sense.

She was basically relieved; no matter how much Swain researched, he wouldn't get any results.

One hundred years ago, Sion died on the battlefield, taking King Jarvan I of Demacia with him.

Noxus retrieved his body from the battlefield and held a funeral of the highest honors for Sion.

But fifty years ago, LeBlanc opened Sion's grave.

Together with another ancient being who has survived since the Darkin Wars, she used blood magic to transform Sion into a monster who felt no pain and knew only killing.

Without blood magic to power Sion, he's just a corpse.

Where can Swain find blood magic to recharge Sion?

However, LeBlanc was not entirely careless. She put on a black robe, pulled up her hood, and walked out of the dimly lit room.

She left the Immortal Fortress and went to a lavishly decorated restaurant not far away.

At that moment, a banquet was being held in the restaurant's garden, where many upper-class nobles had gathered.

After a quick identification, LeBlanc walked straight toward a pale-skinned nobleman.

The nobleman noticed the newcomer, smiled and apologized to the nobleman he was talking to, and followed LeBlanc to a relatively secluded area in the garden.

"Is playing the role of a nobleman fun, Vladimir?" LeBlanc asked coldly.

“Excellent.” Vladimir maintained his elegant smile.

He wore a loose red robe, his white hair was loose over his shoulders, and he wore long, sharp finger guards. He looked to be a middle-aged man about the same age as Swain.

"How much longer can you use this body? Have you found a new home yet?" LeBlanc noticed that wrinkles had appeared on Vladimir's face.

“I found him a long time ago.” Vladimir was quite satisfied with his next body. “It’s a handsome young man. I locked him up in the basement of the manor to keep him from running around.”

After finishing her casual conversation, LeBlanc explained her purpose: "Jellicoe, that junior member of the Swain family, went to the bottom of the Immortal Fortress, probably to study Sion."

“Then let him study it. Sion is placed in a prominent position at the bottom, and many people know about it.” Vladimir didn’t care. “Activating Sion requires me to infuse him with blood magic, and Jericho is just an ordinary person.”

LeBlanc glanced at him: "Aren't you worried he'll discover the secret of that armor?"

Mentioning Mordekaiser, Vladimir also became serious: "I don't even know the location of that armor. You secretly hid it, so it's unlikely he would find it. Are you sure you hid it well?"

"Don't worry, opening that place requires finding five hidden mechanisms, as well as my magical concealment. I'm here to warn you to be careful of Jericho and keep an eye on him."

Vladimir nodded: "That's something to be aware of. The nobles all find the lower levels of the fortress boring, and even if it's open to them, no one wants to go. Jericho is a bit of an exception."

"That's fine then." LeBlanc couldn't stay any longer; more and more nobles were already noticing this place.

Vladimir loved to host banquets and invite nobles to attend; he was always the center of attention at these events.

Early the next morning, two Hextech vehicles drove out of Swain's estate, their destination the Glory Arena.

Draven had just lost everything at the casino, but he also received financial support from Swain.

Swain gave Atto and Draven each a Hextech car.

This new type of transportation is very easy to operate, much simpler than the cars Atto had seen in his previous life. The two of them became proficient after just a little learning.

There are no driving schools or similar institutions in this world. Without the constraints of a driver's license, it's like a shackle being removed for an flamboyant person like Draven.

"Whoa!" Draven floored the accelerator, and the Hextech car roared off into the distance.

"This idiot..." Ato forced himself to accelerate, barely able to see Draven's car's rear end.

Since there are still very few Hextech cars and the roads are wide enough, it's okay to drive a little faster.

As they entered the city limits, Draven opened the window and shouted, "All eyes on me! I have an announcement to make! Draven is back!"