Now that things have developed to this extent, Yasuo's mission has actually been completed.

Although the Black Rose has great power in Noxus, after such a serious conflict occurred, Fen's desire to inherit the position of Grand Marshal was already wishful thinking.

However, after returning to the hotel, Yasuo, Taliyah and Riven were not relaxed at all - not only was it not relaxed, the atmosphere was even heavier.

The three of them have all experienced the Battle of Ionia from different angles, and they can be regarded as people who have seen the big scene.

Compared to the thousands of corpses lying on the outer wall of Prexidian, which was a scarlet red, the scene outside the Temple of the Sun was nothing more than a trivial matter - not even a trivial matter.

But compared to the Battle of Prexidian, the content revealed by this "little meaning" is the most uncomfortable.

During the Battle of Presidence, the defenders were volunteers who put down their farm tools and picked up weapons with the belief of protecting their homeland and country. Their morale was high. Even though they were at a disadvantage in the frontal battle, they still fought to the death. What they thought about at the last moment was still the same.

It is a fight for the birthplace.

The attackers on the other side are the veterans of Noxus. They shoulder the will of the empire and come for the expansion, conquest and glory of the empire. Every attack they make is allegiance to their empire, even if the high-level thoughts

If something goes wrong, they are still willing to sacrifice their lives and blood for the empire - because it is Noxus that brings justice to these guys who were once pirates, rogues, orphans, and slaves, so that they can stand upright and use their

Your own merits earn you status.

The Battle of Ionia, if you discard the part of the Black Rose Conspiracy, is more like a battle of civilizations.

However, what is the conflict in front of the Burning Sun Temple?

A group of ignorant people gave up the struggle after reality for an illusory dream?

The gap between the two is simply wider than that between heroic epics and human tragedies!

Therefore, even though Uzeris' confusion and Fen's disgrace were already obvious, the three of them felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

Yasuo had just talked a lot with Riven, and his psychological pressure was a little less. Now, the situation seems to have become worse again...

Then, while Yasuo was silently thinking about what to do next, Taliyah suddenly spoke.

"Master." Taliyah looked at Yasuo with a serious face, "You must know how to make Shurima get better, right?"

Yasuo was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Make Shurima better?

This is such a big proposition - and, as an Ionian, he has never thought about this problem!

Is Shurima good...what does it have to do with me, the leader of Ionia?

Although Taliyah was full of expectations, Yasuo still shook his head slightly.

"I actually don't know much about this matter."

"So, Master." Taliyah stepped back and asked, "What should Shurima become to get rid of this situation?"

Get out of this situation?

"Controlling the scale of the Sun Sect, gathering the cohesion of Shurima, cooperating between war zones, and reviving Shurima civilization... Speaking of which, there are still many directions. This ancient land is still full of potential.

But it has never been excavated.”

Taliyah nodded, silently remembering all this in her heart.

Is this what the master thinks is the future path of Shurima?

I...remembered!

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The next day, when Yasuo woke up and planned to confirm the situation before packing up and leaving Uzeris, Riven found Yasuo with a letter.

"Taliyar is gone." Riven handed the letter to Yasuo. "She seemed a little embarrassed to tell you directly, so she left you a letter."

Yasuo raised his eyebrows, took the letter, and opened the envelope.

[My master Yasuo:

After seeing the tragic scene in front of the temple, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The dripping blood, hoarse screams, fanatical faces and red mud always appeared in my mind. I kept asking myself, why

That would be the case, but the more I asked, the more confused I became.

From Shurima to Noxus, from Noxus to Ionia, and finally back to Shurima, I saw a lot along the way. What I saw made me realize clearly what my homeland is.

What kind of land.

When I was very young, I always thought that my home was just me and my father and mother; when I was nine years old, I was lost in a sandstorm and was brought home by the same tribe. I thought that my home should be the entire tribe - so, after discovering that I have a

I had a very special power and couldn't control it, so I left home. I couldn't let this power hurt my family.

But in front of the temple, I saw more suffering. Because of their beliefs, because of their status, and because of some easy-to-understand and hard-to-understand things, they fanatically fell into fights and even abandoned their own lives. I really

Very sad.

The day before yesterday, when I went out to investigate the news, a kind aunt talked to me a lot; and yesterday, this same aunt held a spear full of blood and smiled like an Ionian legend.

The evil ghost Rakshasa.

Master, before I met you, I had never thought that a country could be a home - Sister Riven told me a lot about you, about your participation in the Battle of Ionia.

What's that word called... bailout?

I want to be like you, and in that case, Shurima will be my home.

Although you said that they are ignorant and numb, the only ones who can save them are themselves.

But I can't watch my family sink into pain and fantasy, right?

Moreover, I am one of them, right?

Yesterday's words were the test the master left for me. Only I can save myself!

Therefore, I will not be able to accompany you on the rest of the journey - although I am still not good at controlling rocks, I will continue to throw and catch the ball and practice flipping, and I will not embarrass the master!

In short... I, this little sparrow from the desert, finally found my own tree. Although it seems that this tree is dry and not lush at all, and it is full of borers, it is still my home.

ah!

I am really embarrassed to say goodbye in person, so I can only leave a letter to Master. I hope that when you see Master next time, Taliyah will not only be a lively little sparrow, but also a Shuriman who will make you proud.

!

Also: Isn’t Sister Riwen the master’s mother? Master, please work hard, she admires you so much. Master, you must seize the opportunity! (If you show this paragraph to Sister Riwen, be sure to erase it in advance.)

Little Sparrow Taliya]

Looking at the lifelike little sparrow in the blank space in the upper right corner of the letter, a heartfelt smile finally appeared on the corner of Yasuo's mouth. At this moment, the irritation accumulated in his chest was finally swept away.
Chapter completed!