Why?

"Teacher Swain." Lester could hardly suppress the anger in his heart: "Isn't what I did good enough?"

Swain's face was calm: "Okay, you have done a good job. In the past, you were my most effective student. In the past year, you have also made a huge contribution to the peace and stability of Noxus."

"I also know that now you can memorize Janna's thoughts by heart. Your research on Janna's theory is extremely thorough, and your theoretical level even exceeds that of most Leader cadres."

"After I revealed my identity as the leader to you, you have been demanding yourself with the moral standards of a saint."

"From that day on, you have not greedy for a penny or abused your power once. You will greet the most inconspicuous homeless man on the roadside enthusiastically, and you will spend money generously to support those slum orphans you have never met...

"

"I think even a true leader would not perform as well as you."

"Then..." Lester gritted his teeth and asked, "Why can't you still tolerate me?"

Swain didn't answer, just looked at him coldly.

After seeing him, his heart tightened and he calmed down, Swain said: "Because, you make me feel scared."

Lester: "?"

"Yes, you scare me." Swain said: "You made me clearly realize that a person can disguise himself so much like a leader."

"You are really good at acting. If you only look at the appearance, then even I can't tell who you really are."

Lester: "..."

"If we don't have the goddess Janna and the thread of faith, and let a pretender like you get into the team, how serious the consequences will be."

"Jana's will will definitely come true. But how many difficulties and obstacles will a false leader like you add to the road to victory?"

Swain sighed melancholy. He seemed to think of the past, the struggles and betrayals he and Darkwill had experienced.

He had already compromised with reality and only wanted to be the leader of a new empire that would make limited improvements.

But: "Fortunately, God allowed me to meet the leader."

Swain stretched out his hand to show the bright thread of faith, admiring this brilliance of faith with his eyes as deep as the abyss.

This brilliance was so dazzling to Leicester.

"Teacher!" He said it all, but he stopped acting.

"A gentleman criticizes his deeds but not his heart!" Leicester used an "ancient Ionian saying" invented by Livy. He said unwillingly: "I do better than the leader, and my acting is better than the leader."

, then why can’t I keep the status I earned from the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and why can’t I continue to act?”

"Can you act for the rest of your life?" Swain asked.

"I..." Lester was about to say yes.

Swain added: "Wouldn't it be painful for you to act for the rest of your life?"

Lester was speechless.

It was uncomfortable, of course it was uncomfortable. Every time he pretended to greet those incompetent poor people, he wanted to vomit.

"Leader cadres have no privileges. If you continue to act, you will only suffer more in the future."

"Of course, I won't give you this opportunity." Swain's tone became colder: "You may be my student, but you are definitely not my comrade."

"If we relax restrictions and let you crowd into the organization, it will only bring disaster to the leader's career."

As long as there are choices, the old bureaucrats and old intellectuals will never be retained.

Even if the old bureaucrats and old intellectuals are temporarily retained due to lack of manpower, they must be replaced from their posts step by step with those cadres who truly believe.

Without faith, the greater the ability, the more dangerous it is.

Therefore, no matter how capable and meritorious a person is, without faith, he cannot be a leader.

This is the principle of the Leaders Association and cannot be compromised.

Leicester was still unwilling to give in, but Swain's firm eyes made him unable to argue anymore.

"Let's go." Swain said: "Lester, don't forget what you have done in the past. Now that you can keep your property and become a retired rich man, it is because of your contribution that I will fight for you."

Best result ever.”

"If you can't make progress, just accept it all calmly."

"I..." Lester clenched his fingers almost until they turned white.

What has he done?

He slaughtered cities, destroyed countries, burned, killed, and looted, and also sent slaves and orphans to the battlefield and used them as cannon fodder.

If judged by the leader's values, he deserves death.

But in the past empire, this was what a Noxian general should do. Killing a city and destroying a country was all the emperor's order, and Lester didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

He devoted all his efforts to the expansion of Noxus by hook or by crook. He shed all his own blood and the blood of his colleagues before he finally rose from a humble slum boy to where he is today step by step.

He should have been a hero of the empire. But now, he has become a sinner in the eyes of the leader.

He struggled all his life, but finally ended up with the same status as the slum boy back then.

Damn it! Then what did he struggle for?

Lester was really unwilling to give up.

"I know it's hard for you to accept all this, Lester." Swain sighed softly, with a hint of understanding on his stern face.

"but--"

"I believe you are not stupid."

Lester: "...."

"When do you plan to formally remove me from my post?"

"There is no rush." ​​Swain said frankly: "Until the leader arrives, you will still be the general of the empire and the commander of the Guards Corps."

"Now I just need you to transfer some of your power and train those progressive officers."

"I understand." Lester was silent for a long time, and finally slowly picked up the list Swain gave him, calmly stood up and left: "I will put down the work at hand first and complete the task you gave me.
Chapter completed!