League of Legends Millennium Warlord Chapter 33

Not to intimidate the poor survivor of Beinuoer Village, Lester just wants to use his own way to manage and build his own power.

He must at least make sure that the sharp sword he made will not be used by others to stab him.

In the previous life, the killers under the organization were loyal to the organization. It was not that the organization paid any material to buy people's hearts, but brainwashing from childhood, coercion of weaknesses, emotional cultivation, and treating the killers as family members, meticulous, and then after obtaining When you have enough bargaining chips, you will push the family you have cultivated to the cliff with a reasonable charge and end the life of the tool man.

The killer has only one family, but the family has many family members. It's sad, but it's very realistic.

For the killers of the organization, those who were hunted down by the organization because of 'betrayal', or who died because of some unknown reasons are never worthy of sympathy, even if everyone is smart and knows that the organization is likely behind the scenes Hands and feet, but as long as they don't fall on their heads, as long as they don't act above and above, the killers will deceive themselves and think that the organization is their home.

In fact, the organization is indeed a home, a home for high-quality orphans to become talents.

Growing up in such an indifferent environment different from normal society, Lester understood very early that he would not betray the organization and would only be abandoned by the organization one day. Even so, he was willing to die.

And what he has to do now is to make himself a 'home' and make his sword a family that will not betray him.

So even if it is despicable, he will do it, even if the moral factor is put aside, he has no choice.

This is Valoran, the Land of Runes, and it is more dangerous than he imagined, which is why he chose the Norkmoch Plains as his base camp to establish his power, rather than simply relying on Noxus and becoming Noxus The root cause of the Great General.

The enemy is very terrifying, so I use all means to strengthen myself and let myself take the initiative. No one can help me except myself.

Whether it's an emerald collar, magic, or weapons, it's all just a means.

What I have to do is to build a strong force, pursue a strong force, and then...

Hang those idiots who want to offend themselves on wooden poles.

"Kis, if you've spent your whole life trying to get something, and you finally get it when you're about to grow old, but you find out that someone was born and got what you've earned in your whole life, how would you feel?"

Seeing Lester suddenly stop and ask herself, the girl lowered her head and seriously thought about the scene the man said, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"I... I may feel that my life has no value..."

It seemed as if flashed before the brutal dark descendants who had fallen from the Ascended, or the star spirits above the Giant God Peak, who arbitrarily dominated the life and death of human beings, or the other side of the world, wanting to devour the world and destroy the void of life, and that In the underworld, a tyrant who accumulates power...

Compared with the power of these existences, he is not even as good as an ant.

But are ants worthless?

Patting the girl's somewhat lost head, Lester smiled.

"Don't think about it, everyone's value cannot be easily defined, let's go, let's find our own value."

"Um."

Demacia's sudden change of attitude towards the refugees made Oren very dissatisfied, just like the Blue Pyordels following his ass, he hated unprovoked oppression and killing, so he chose to block the promulgation in the center of the settlement. Man with absurd orders.

"We didn't say that at the beginning, you shouldn't do it."

Garvin Darke calmly watched the tall man who was arguing with him. He helped himself and his tribe win over the exiles in the Rune War. He defeated the difficulties with order and army during the long journey, and successfully came to the west coast. Demacia.

Of course he had the right to stand in front of him and question himself with that weird yordle dwarf he picked up from nowhere.

"Oren, I think you should be clear."

Gavin Dark's voice was sincere.

"Noxus has defeated the Mumbia people by pretending to be refugees, the Noxus plains have become the territory of the Noxians, and those barbarians are eyeing us.

We shouldn't continue to turn a blind eye, the flow of refugees must be curbed, and we don't have the time or the manpower to screen and watch, not to mention, I didn't kill everyone, if it wasn't for Noxus Spies should not resist. Those who resist can only show that there are ghosts in their hearts. "

Knowing that he couldn't convince the man in front of him, Oren sighed, his tone a little calmer.

"Of course I know, but, Jarvan, do you remember what we said back then?"

"Of course."

Without hesitation, Garvin Dalke said his original oath.

"We want to build a country that can accommodate everyone, no matter what your identity is, no matter what you have done before, as long as you are willing to contribute to building Demacia, you can join Demacia and become a part of us.

As long as you are willing to be a part of us~www.mtlnovel.com~, you can get the same treatment as Demacians, no discrimination, no oppression, and equal treatment. "

Taking a deep look at Jarvin Dark, Oren said solemnly.

"Then do you know that you are breaking your oath by doing this now,

Many of those refugees from the East are people who sincerely want to join Demacia, but you arrest them for forced labor, and those who are unwilling to accept forced labor are not all Noxus spies.

This yordle friend of mine saw your 'loyal soldiers' kill the rebels, Poppy, come on. "

Having had the opportunity to speak, facing the man's solemn and dignified eyes, the yordle named Poppy didn't have any fear, and stepped forward and said to Garvin Dark.

"That was a friend I met half a month ago. He was an old refugee from Noxus with a lame right leg. That night, he met me and told me about him."

After organizing the language, Poppy's face was very serious, as if he was talking about something big.

"He told me that he was tired of the endless wars in Noxus, his family, his children had all died in the Rune Wars, and he just wanted to live the rest of his life in peace, so he Leaving the village, across the wilderness, to Demacia."

"His name is Norbod. He said that he thought he could join Demacia smoothly after coming to Demacia, but he did not expect that in Demacia, as a Roxie barbarian, he was still excluded. Other refugees can give him some real help.

He told me that the way the Demacians were ostracized was not obvious, the faces of those people were full of laughter, but they secretly made him do more and more tiring work and take less food. "

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