Before, I only felt that Master Ku had changed.
Only now did he realize that Master Ku Shuo was crazy.
“Master!” Jie didn’t care about the complicated expressions of the Kinkou followers beside him. With a face full of righteousness that could directly go to Zaun to play the leading role of a mainstream movie, he earnestly advised his teacher:
"Irelia is the hero of Ionia, and the Presidium Resistance is our comrade-in-arms and the backbone of the war against Norsemen!"
"The war isn't over yet, how can you attack your own people?!"
"The war is indeed not over." Master Ku Shuo only heard the first half of the sentence.
As for the second half of the sentence in which Jie accused him of stabbing his own people in the back, he acted as if he hadn't heard it at all and didn't care at all.
"Although the war is not over yet, the outcome is clear enough." Master Ku Shuo did not talk about morality, but only about the pros and cons: "The Noxians have become weaker and weaker over the past year or so, and their defeat is basically just a matter of time."
"So, Zed... what we should consider now is not how to unite those so-called 'comrades-in-arms', but how to make Ionia great again in our hands after the war is over!"
"And Irelia is the biggest stumbling block on our way forward!"
Jie thought that Master Kushuo was crazy.
But Master Ku said he didn't think he was crazy.
He didn't suddenly think of assassinating Irelia on impulse.
The decision he made was also made after careful preparation and careful consideration.
First, the anti-No war has shifted from the defensive stage to the stalemate stage, or even the counterattack stage.
At this time, even if Irelia died and her strength was missing, it would basically not affect Ionia's overall war of resistance.
So she could die.
Secondly, although Irelia has no ambition, her political proposition of returning to tradition is in serious conflict with the Navoli Brotherhood.
As long as this opposition figure of unlimited prestige lives, even if she does nothing, she will seriously hinder the cause of the Navoli Brotherhood.
So she deserves to die.
Finally, although the Presidium resistance was called an "army", it was actually a large tent coalition composed of the "Eighteen Princes".
They were all civilian militia from all over the country, and they spontaneously united under her and fought alongside her just because of her outstanding performance in the Battle of Placidum and her great achievements.
Irelia is a great hero, but not a good leader.
As a naive girl who could only carry shoes for Alliance Leader Yuan in terms of political strategy, she, the nominal leader, had no way to truly unify this " Eighteen- Way Coalition".
As time went by, many unbridgeable rifts had already appeared within this complex coalition.
There are rifts between the "princes" and the "princes", and there are also rifts between the "princes" and her, the "leader of the alliance".
So, many people wanted her to die.
"In fact, among the current Presidium resistance, many people are already dissatisfied with Irelia's naive decisions."
"Everyone is looking forward to a real leader, not an ignorant girl who only knows how to wield swords and guns."
"If Irelia has any self-awareness, she should withdraw from the battlefield and let the Navoli Brotherhood lead the war!"
Master Ku Shuo said this with some pride .
"This..." Shen was silent.
Jie was even more speechless.
He wanted to remind the master to have more conscience, not to remind the master to do a feasibility analysis!
“Master.” Jie felt a chill in his heart, and finally advised: “Irelia is very powerful, and it’s not that easy to deal with. If…”
"It doesn't matter, I will take action." Master Ku Shuo interrupted Jie confidently: "With you and me, plus the masters of the Brotherhood and the Shadow Sect, are you afraid that we can't deal with a little girl?"
"What's more--" Master Kushuo paused and said, "There are still some of our people in the Presidium Resistance Army."
"They will try to lure that girl into the trap we set and send her on her final journey."
Even the undercover agents were prepared in advance.
Master Ku said that his plan was very thorough. He did not act rashly, but had made long-term and thorough preparations for it.
It is not difficult to imagine that even if the Leader had not attracted firepower in Barue and indirectly created the opportunity for action, the Brotherhood would have taken action against Irelia sooner or later.
Master Ku Shuo… He can’t change back, and he can’t turn back.
“…” Jie fell silent again.
He looked at Shen.
There was only confusion, hesitation, and disbelief in Shen's eyes.
This is even more true for the members of the Church of the Balance. They dare not face this fact. So they still instinctively show doubt.
But robbery is different.
He sighed deeply and replied to Master Kushuo meaningfully: "I understand, Master."
"Please tell me your plan, and I will...do my best to help you."
…
Three days later, Navoli Province, Presidium.
Presidium is one of the most sacred places in the First Land and is considered a holy place by the Ionians. The Navoli Province where Presidium is located is the largest and most fertile land in Ionia.
The Noxians knew the importance of this land.
Therefore, even after the great defeat more than a year ago, the Empire did not give up the strategy of attacking the Navoli Province. The fierce battle between the two warring parties over this piece of land never stopped for a moment.
Until more than a month ago, with the emergence of the Leader in the Barue Province, the Noxian Empire began to continuously withdraw troops from the Navoli front to support Barue.
Gradually, Noxus ceased its offensive in the province of Navori altogether.
Presidium, which was transformed from a holy land into a battlefield and then from a battlefield into a military camp, finally ushered in the long-awaited peace.
Standing on the high path leading to the Presidio, you can see the city gradually regaining its vitality. The gentle spring breeze blows towards you, and the laughter of many children can be heard from afar.
“It’s like going back in time…”
Seeing this scene, a young swordsman with a high ponytail on the road couldn't help but express his emotion to his brother beside him.
"Isn't it, Yongen?"
He held a wine gourd in his hand and called out his brother's name in a voice that smelled heavily of alcohol.
If Levi were here, he would definitely recognize the swordsman's recognizable appearance at a glance -
That’s right, this swordsman is the successor of the Wind Sword School, the disciple of Elder Suma, the famous Wind Sword Master, Yasuo.
But he is different from the middle-aged man in "Future" who was accused of killing his master and accidentally killed his own brother, and had a face full of bitterness and hatred.
Now Amystan is still trapped in Piltover and can't get out, Riven has also changed jobs and become a leader, and Elder Suma is still alive and well...
Naturally, Yasuo did not experience the hardships and setbacks that were written in his destiny.
He is still a young man.
Yasuo's personality when he was young, as described by his brother Yone, was like "an unrestrained whirlwind."
Reckless, impulsive, free and unrestrained...
He is like the kind of happy guy who continues to do his own thing, free and easy, no matter how many questions his teammates ask him.
Yongen has never liked his brother's personality.
Especially after Yasuo became a disciple of Elder Suma and became a Swift Swordsman, possessing powerful strength.
Yongen believes that a strong person needs to be humble.
So he didn't respond, but instead put on a stern face and taught him: "Yasuo, put away your wine gourd!"
"We are here to attend the high-level meeting of the resistance army on behalf of Elder Suma and the Gale Sword Sect."
"Do you want to get yourself drunk and appear in front of Master Irelia and the leaders of the various sects and clans like a drunkard?"
"Yes..." Yasuo is free and unrestrained in front of everyone, but he is obedient and honest in front of his brother.
After all, he has been without a father since childhood, and Yongen is both a brother and a father to him.
So, he, who was addicted to alcohol, rarely resisted his urge to drink. He just took a small sip at the end, and then reluctantly put the wine gourd back into his arms.
"Speaking of which..." Yasuo did not forget to complain: "Yone, why do you think Elder Suma sent us to attend the meeting on his behalf?"
"As a member of the resistance army, shouldn't this high-level meeting, where only representatives of the Wind Sword Sect are qualified to attend, be very important?"
For such an important meeting, should Elder Su Ma come in person?
What are you doing by sending these two youngsters here?
It was a rare time when the front line was peaceful and there was no fighting, and he wanted to stay at home, drinking, practicing swordplay and playing the shakuhachi.
Yasuo was very confused.
"You don't understand." Yongen, who was mature beyond his years, sighed slightly: "Perhaps you think this high-level meeting is important, but Elder Suma... doesn't want to come here and waste his time."
"Waste of time?" Yasuo was slightly stunned.
The "Eighteen Lords" who made up the Presidium Resistance were, in the eyes of ordinary people, heroes who stood up and fought vigorously when Ionia was facing a life-and-death crisis - and of course, this was indeed the case.
From the perspective of defending the country, they are indeed heroes.
Since we are all heroes, then when heroes gather together to hold a meeting...how can that be called a "waste of time"?
Yasuo couldn't understand it anymore.
In his mind, high-level meetings should be a dreamlike scene where saints and wise men from all sides work together and gather together to discuss national affairs and plan for the future under the same beautiful ideal, and work together to contribute to and seek benefits for Ionia.
"This..." After hearing his brother's thoughts, Yongen was speechless.
He paused and asked, "Yasuo."
"Um?"
"Haven't you seen the negotiation meeting between our village chief and the chief of the neighboring village over water resources?"
"I have met you." Yasuo nodded.
Of course he had seen it. Because this kind of consultation meeting is held almost every few years, when there is a drought year. And every time, it can be turned from a consultation meeting into a "blocked word exchange meeting" where people greet each other's ancestors and family members.
If it weren't for the presence of the great god of the Gale Sword Sect in the local area, and the Gale Masters who maintained the basic order in the countryside, this "friendly atmosphere" of the consultation meeting might have gone a step further and turned into an unlimited fighting tournament.
"Wait..." Yasuo came to his senses.
It seems like Yongen is making a veiled complaint, saying that the high-level meeting of the resistance army is a farce!
This...can't be possible?
The people who were meeting here were the Navoli heroes, not the peasants from the countryside! No matter what, the high-level meeting of the rebels could not be as chaotic as the negotiation meeting for the water source in their village, right?
"Oh, I'm afraid it's even worse..." Yongen said, "In our place, there are only two villages fighting for water, but they can quarrel with each other like that. But in the Presidium resistance, there are dozens of mountain forces with different positions..."
"Do you think their meeting can produce any results?"
“……” Yasuo was silent for a while.
He seemed to understand why Elder Suma didn't want to come.
Although the Gale Sword Sect is not as extremely escapist as the Wuji and Hengjing sects, it is not a sect that actively seeks to escape from the world.
The masters just wanted to go home and practice swordplay after defeating the invaders, but they didn't want to stand up and argue with others for worldly interests.
"Yasuo." At this time, Yongen responded meaningfully to his initial sigh: "Ionia can never go back to the past."
“All we can do is be ourselves.”
"Hmm..." Yasuo nodded confusedly.
He couldn't quite figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, if it just comes down to "being himself"... then he's very good at it.
Yasuo subconsciously wanted to take out the wine gourd again, but his brother glared back at him unhappily.
have no choice.
Yasuo held it in for a while, then out of boredom he took out his beloved shakuhachi and started playing the tune he had just learned.
But because this is a young version of Yasuo, he has just learned this music, and the shakuhachi he plays sounds really awful.
"Shut up." After a while, Yongen glared at him again with a headache.
have no choice.
Yasuo put away the shakuhachi and was quiet for a while.
But after a while...
"You are not allowed to use the Forward Slash to speed up the journey!" Veins bulged on Yongen's forehead.
"I didn't use the Forward Step to speed up my journey!" Yasuo explained aggrievedly.
"Then where does this evil wind come from?"
"It's not me!"
"Who is that?! "
Yongen turned his head angrily and looked at Yasuo in confusion.
This wind...is definitely not blown by Yasuo.
"It's me." A voice came from mid-air.
Two figures slowly descended, one of them riding a sword in the wind, like a sword immortal.
The other was covered in ninja armor, had a mask on his face, and was carrying a steel sword Soul Blade.
"Is it you?!" Yongen immediately recognized the latter.
That is the leader of the Order of the Kinkou, Twilight Eye Shen.
When Shen was young, he went out to gain experience and visited the Wind Sect. He had met them once.
"Master Shen, why are you out of the mountain?"
When Shinichi appeared and the sign of the Order of the Balance was revealed, the Yongen brothers let down their guard.
They were just curious about why the Master of Balance, who had always been secluded, would come here in person, and bring a stranger with him to specifically stop them here.
"I'm Yi, the successor of the Wuji Sword Sect." Master Yi also introduced himself and reported his own master's inheritance.
At the same time, he did not forget to close his eyes and meditate to activate his magic power, demonstrating his infinite way in front of the two Swift Swordsmen.
"Swordsmanship that draws power from the spiritual realm, this..."
Yongen and Yasuo are called swordsmen, but in fact, the Wind Swordsman is just like the Wuju Swordsman, and he essentially plays magic.
Therefore, as "battle mages", they could immediately sense Yi's extraordinary qualities:
"This is indeed the legendary Wuji Dao!"
The Yongen brothers believed Master Yi in amazement.
They could see that Yi was not only the successor of the Wuji Sword School, but also a young and promising Wuji master.
When the names of the two famous and upright sects, the Order of the Balance and the Wuji Sword, were put together, Yongen and Yasuo immediately felt an inexplicable trust in them.
After all, everyone knows that Wuji and Hengjing are both hidden sects among the hidden sects in Ionia.
The descendants of these two sects have always been detached from the mundane world. If they are detached from the mundane world, they naturally do not have so many selfish desires. A group of people without selfish desires are certainly worthy of everyone's trust. At least, they will not harm others behind their backs.
"Master Shen, Master Yi..."
"Excuse me, what are you doing here this time?"
Yasuo was just amazed and curious about their appearance, but Yongen's expression had become serious.
After all, if even the two biggest nerds in Ionia were forced to team up... this problem must be quite serious.
Sure enough, Master Shen was seen hesitating and embarrassed.
Master Yi said solemnly, "Friends from the Gale Sword Sect, we need help."
"We have received reliable information that the Navoli Brotherhood has teamed up with their undercover agents in the upper echelons of the resistance to plan an assassination attempt on Master Irelia."
"Although we have learned about the Brotherhood's actions this time, we still don't know who the undercover agent planted in the top leadership of the resistance is."
Although Jie had already pretended to be a filial son and a good disciple, he agreed to help Master Ku Shuo complete the assassination.
But Master Kushuo was still very cautious and kept a trick up his sleeve.
He only told Jie that there would be undercover agents cooperating with the assassination and that there were people from the Brotherhood among the top leaders of the resistance.
But Master Ku Shuo did not tell Jie who the Brotherhood's undercover agent was among the top leaders of the resistance army, and what specific role he would play in this assassination operation.
"That is to say, Master Irelia is still under constant surveillance by the enemy and is in danger."
"If we don't completely remove this nail, then even if we stop this assassination, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop the Brotherhood from planning more conspiracies against Master Irelia and the Presidian Resistance in the future."
It's easy to prevent an assassination.
Even with Jie, the "great filial disciple" secretly supporting them, it is not impossible for them to capture Master Ku Shuo in one fell swoop.
But the problem is that the Navoli Brotherhood is not the Presidium Resistance, a mob that was forcibly brought together entirely by relying on the personal prestige of its leader.
The Navoli Brotherhood is an extreme nationalist group with a clear program, strict organization, perfect system and complete structure.
The Brotherhood already existed and functioned well before Master Kushuo joined.
Therefore, it can be predicted that even if Master Ku Shuo died, the Brotherhood would not easily disband.
Not only will they not perish and collapse like a pile of loose sand, but they may even become more crazy, more extreme, and do things without scruples because of the loss of their leader.
"So, what we need to stop is not just this assassination - what we need to stop is the Brotherhood's future expansion ambitions."
"And to achieve this, we must find out the undercover agent next to Master Irelia and help the resistance integrate the chaotic and complex forces within."
"And in order not to alert the enemy, it is not convenient for us to show up in Presidium openly and contact Master Irelia directly."
Yi is the Wuji Master and the Leader, while Shen is backed by the Order of the Balance.
The Church of Balance had not appeared in the sect for two years, and their sudden appearance in disregard of tradition would definitely arouse the suspicion of Master Ku Shuo behind the scenes.
Master Ku Shuo had already learned from Jie that the Wuji Sword Sect and the Leader were now almost one and the same.
As one of the opponents that Master Ku Shuo is most wary of now, if the Leader appears next to Irelia, it will undoubtedly also arouse the vigilance of the Brotherhood.
"So, in order to find the undercover agent and eliminate the hidden dangers within the resistance army..."
"We need a more low-key and secretive identity to infiltrate the top leaders of the resistance army and protect Master Irelia. At the same time, we need to find an opportunity to catch the undercover agent while this assassination operation is underway!"
Master Yi expressed his thoughts.
Yongen and Yasuo felt a little dizzy after hearing this.
The Brotherhood wants to assassinate Irelia, and there are even undercover agents of the Brotherhood around Irelia. Master Yi and Master Shen intercepted the news from somewhere and tried to stop the Brotherhood's ambitions...
They heard so many absurd news in one breath that their brains had a hard time functioning.
"That is to say..." Yongen went through the whole matter from beginning to end, and finally succinctly summarized Shen and Yi's demands: "Master Yi, now you need a secret identity suitable for approaching the top leaders of the resistance army, right?"
"Yes!" Yi Zheng nodded.
"So what cover identity do you want?" Yongen asked thoughtfully.
"A disciple of the Swift Wind Sword Sect." As expected, Yi replied, "Master Shen said that the Swift Wind Sword Sect must be trustworthy."
"So I would like to ask you for a favor and let me be your 'senior brother' for a while."
"This..." Yongen looked embarrassed.
"You don't trust me?" Yi asked.
"No..." Yongen shook his head: "I believe you."
It's impossible for Master Hengjing and Master Wuji to team up to deceive people.
"But our two brothers are here as representatives of Elder Suma, and this is our first time to come to Presidium to attend the high-level meeting of the resistance army."
"The high-level meeting is of great importance. The resistance will definitely verify our identities before allowing us to enter the venue."
"It's fine for me and Yasuo... But Master Yi, you don't have an identity certificate from our Wind Sword School, so how can you play a Wind Swordsman?"
This is indeed a problem.
Master Yi thought about it for a moment, then curiously asked Yongen, "What is your Swift Wind Sword Sect's 'identity card'? Is there any way to forge it?"
"Imitation?" Yasuo curled his lips: "Impossible."
Because the identity certificate of the Gale Sword Sect is not an object.
Instead:
"Hasage!" Yasuo drew his sword and swung it to create a whirlwind tornado.
The tornado roared and rushed, plowing thousands of meters of land before it finally stopped.
“Did you see that?” Yasuo said proudly, “The Wind Sword School’s identity proof is our unique Wind Sword Art.”
"This is something that even your Wuji Sword School cannot imitate, Master Yi."
As soon as the words fell...
"I'll try." Master Yi drew his sword:
"Hasagai!"
The wind was blowing fiercely, the sword energy was everywhere, the storm connected the sky and the earth, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.
"Is this okay?" Master Yi watched the tornado roar and disappear into the distant horizon before turning around and asking.
Yasuo: “…”
Yongen: “…”