Capítulo 217: -213- Bold request
Moss and Ekko walked out of the Throne room, and then Duke Braddock led the people of twin cities to the noble estate.
"Everyone from Twin City, for the next few days, you will stay here. Feel free to use whatever is inside. Make yourselves at home."
The chubby man, who looked honest and kind, smiled and said, "This is my home, there's nothing too precious inside, so don't worry about breaking anything."
"Thank you so much, Duke Braddock," Moss said quickly.
"You're welcome, Mr. Moss," Duke Brad shook his head and continued, "I'll come by tomorrow afternoon. For today, please rest well."
Moss nodded.
After Duke Brad left, Moss turned around and looked at the group of people.
This time, there were less than a hundred people from Piltover and Zaun combined.
Eleven students, twenty-three engineers, and thirty enforcers.
Looking at the vast estate, Moss felt there was no need to worry about the rooms, so he said, "Ekko, please take the students in to find rooms now, and the adults will use the rest."
"Yes, Professor Moss," Ekko nodded.
With a wave of his hand, the excited students immediately followed Ekko's steps.
Orianna and Lorana walked into the "big house" side by side. Upon entering the gate, the garden alone covered thousands of square meters. As for the buildings and facilities, there wasn't much to say.
After all, despite Piltover being small, when it came to wealth, Piltover had never been afraid of anyone.
Perhaps Piltover lacked the epic feel of Demacia and didn't possess the noble temperament steeped in heavy history.
But in terms of money, Piltover was definitely the richest "city-state" on Runeterra, even Demacia couldn't match it.
The Twin City University was built on a huge estate in Piltover, so Orianna, who had always lived in the wealthy district estate of Piltover, had seen many uncommon things.
She was amazed that a duke in Demacia, although titled, could own such an estate. From the words of the chubby duke earlier, it wasn't hard to guess that this was just one of his properties.
After entering, the students immediately dispersed excitedly.
Chased by the griffins, falcon and raptors all day, they finally found relief at this moment.
"Orianna, there's even a bath here," Lorana said as soon as she saw a room, turning to Orianna.
"Why? Do you want to take a bath?" Lorana smiled and said.
"No, I prefer showers now rather than baths," Lorana said, smiling.
The University of Twin City had showers specially prepared for students, making it convenient for them to clean up after experiments.
"Are we going to share a room with other students tonight?"
"It depends on instructor Ekko's opinion," Orianna thought and said.
"I don't care, anyway, I want to sleep in the same room as you," Lorana said again.
"Of course." Orianna and Lorana had the best relationship, so she naturally didn't want to separate from Lorana.
"We need to discuss the plan tonight," Orianna tiptoed and whispered in Lorana's ear, "about how to stay here and then buy some Petricite stones."
"Right."
They came to Demacia not just for experience, but because Demacia had what they wanted.
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"Tianna."
"Catherine says you're intelligent, resourceful, and very patriotic. You're extremely assertive, and you want to argue about everything, so I think you should have a lot of questions for me now."
In the royal garden, Jarvan III had taken off his crown, removed his armor, and dressed in gray cloth. At this moment, Jarvan III stood by the roadside planted with lavender, standing there.
Beside him, Tianna was still wearing armor, with a long sword at her waist.
Xin Zhao, the royal steward, held a long spear and stood quietly on the side.
"What kind of deal did the people from Twin City offered?" Tianna approached Jarvan III and asked in a deep voice.
"Catherine was right after all." Seeing Tianna really asked, Jarvan III laughed heartily, "She really has the ability to see through people's hearts."
Tianna pursed her lips and said nothing.
Catherine, the beloved queen of Demacia, is known for her kindness, generosity, and strong will.
The royal garden, where people can freely wander, is meticulously maintained by Queen Catherine herself.
She opens the royal garden to allow people to freely roam, reflecting her own personality—a blend of composure, calmness, kindness, beauty, wisdom, and charm.
"He's quite daring," Jarvan III said as he approached a orchid, squinting his eyes and gently sniffing it.
"Summer is approaching, and winter is not far behind. A man named Linwin informed me in a letter that there is a way for Twin City to resolve the disputes between Demacia and Freljord."
"Hmph," Tianna scoffed instinctively, then realizing something and quickly added, "I apologize for my rudeness."
"No, it's fine," Jarvan III didn't mind Tianna's scoff.
Because he knew that Tianna was loyal to Demacia and also to the Lightshield family.
The Crownguard family has served the Lughtshield family for generations. Just like Garen Crownguard and Jarvan IV, Jarvan III and Tianna Crownguard are the same.
Of course, the most important thing is that the Lightshield family has been wise monarchs for generations and deeply loved by the people.
Now Prince Jarvan IV, even at a young age, is already leading troops, and his martial skills are unparalleled.
"I'm not apologizing for my rudeness, but for my ignorance," Tianna stood behind Jarvan III and explained.
"Oh?" Jarvan III turned his head and looked at Tianna.
Xin Zhao, who was beside him, also perked up his ears, showing interest.
There aren't many things that can make this powerful woman reflect on her actions.
"The people of Twin City have the power to repel the Ice born," Tianna recalled Luxanna's words, and also thought of Garen's words, feeling somewhat helpless.
"Docrithon has also detailed the events outside the city this morning."
"Docrithon?" Jarvan III was initially stunned, then immediately said, "I remember him, he's the son of a Baron, right?"
Tianna nodded, "Yes, in his description, although the soldiers of Twin City have not seen blood or been on a real battlefield, they are very brave."
"He acknowledges the enforcers of Twin City."
Tianna continued, "And those weapons far exceed our imagination. They are not the Docrithon we remember. Your Majesty, if what Dokriton said is true, the weapons made by Twin City's technology are very formidable."
Jarvan III chuckled, "But now we should be more concerned about the people of Noxus."
Tianna: "."
"I will consider the deal with Linwin carefully. If he can really solve the problem of Freljord for us, that would be a great thing for us. As for his demands."
Jarvan III paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Steward, where is the prince now?"
Beside him, Xin Zhao stepped forward and said, "He returned to the palace after seeing off Garen yesterday."
"Tell him that he can only watch, and not to intervene in the affairs of Twin City."
"Yes, Your Majesty,"
Xin Zhao knelt down on one knee and replied solemnly.
Tianna stood aside, made a standard and beautiful knight's salute, "Then, Your Majesty, I will take my leave."
"Hmm."
In the royal garden, the guards stood at a distance, watching ahead.
Jarvan III smelled the fragrance of flowers, a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"If you were still here, Catherine, would you agree to his request?"
"Sending all the mages exiled from Demacia who haven't been deprived of their magic, to Twin City....huh?"
Jarvan III chuckled and shook his head, "What a bold request."
"But, Catherine, I will do it."
Queen Catherine is the mother of Jarvan IV. She and Jarvan III were deeply in love. However, she died in childbirth on the day she gave birth to the prince. After her death, Jarvan III swore not to remarry, devoting his ideals and love for a queen to his son.
Jarvan IV also grew up under the expectations of the people.
For the prince, the unseen mother was not only a regret but also a motivation for him to grow.
Catherine's character and story taught the prince about morality and responsibility.
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