This proposal is just an idea and has not been recognized by both Noxus and Ionia.

After all, putting the fate of the country in one game seems too much.

This is what Mianwei's head has been running around. He, the king and a large group of senior officials are trying to increase Ionia's bargaining chips.

Freljod, the giant gods, Shurima... They unite with all neutral forces, hoping to curb Noxus' pace.

It is easy to understand that Demacia is so active. If Noxus really defeats Ionia, the next one will definitely be Demacia, who is next to him. Even if there is a war academy, it will not be able to stop the "passion" of the lunatics.

Even if the mediation failed in the end, the war would only take place in the Ionian continent on the other side of the sea. They just need to send more troops to help.

So in this urgent international dispute, Demacia was anxious but not panic, which was in sharp contrast with Ionia now.

At this moment, the situation in Ionia can only be described as partial chaos.

Many masters and strong men have been born here, and they are well-known far and wide, but under their reputation, there are always some people who are just making up for the numbers. When the alien cavalry is in a hurry, they become the first group to escape.

Arrelia had a headache. She no longer remembered how many invitations she had sent. All the martial arts masters who had had a certain influence in Ionia were invited. However, as time passed, only a few people were able to appear in front of her, most of them chose to wait and see, and some of them simply could not find anyone.

As the captain of the Ionia Guard, she has grown up quickly and tied her destiny to this land. She will feel a headache for every additional person sent by Noxus.

"Report to the captain, someone greeted him with an invitation."

Arrilia quickly got up and said, "Take me to see him."

When she came to the tent in front and saw a swordsman with a vicissitudes of face, she felt very relieved.

She is a master of using swords, and naturally she can feel the aspiration that is constantly emitting from Yasuo.

Moreover, this desire was firmly restrained and there was no loss of control at all. She could even hear the sound of swords beside him, like a swift wind.

Sure enough, after Yasuo introduced himself, Arrelia recognized him.

"Is Yasuo from the Sword of the Wind?" Arrelia pondered. She knew this person and her indomitable will. Even if she was chased by the whole world, she still insisted on her true heart and was unshakable.

I heard that he has recently been forgiven by the elder's family who was killed by him, and also gave a proof that someone in the Noxus army also possesses the intent of the sword.

Then, he can be absorbed into the front line.

Arrelia was a little helpless. Although she was able to invite many masters in her own name, whether she accepted them depends on the results of the discussion of the Presbyterian Church.

Ancient city-state system.

Yasuo could understand Arrelia's approach, but he didn't care whether the Presbyterians accepted him.

Real swordsmen go wherever they want.

"Master Arella, is our defensive power sufficient at present? If it is not enough, I have a strong friend. I believe he will not miss such a scene." Yasuo found that Arella's expression was not relaxed during the greetings.

"Really? Master Yasuo, if your friends are as strong as you, I am very welcome. But you also know that this is not a simple war, well... professionals below diamonds are better off staying behind."

Arrilia said that she had invited all the diamond-level professionals in China. If Yasuo's friends didn't know about this, he would probably not even have diamonds, so he would not come and die in vain.

"He should..." Yasuo thought for a moment and said with certainty: "At least a master-level professional."

Arrilia was shocked. Although she and Yasuo called each other masters, this was just a polite statement. Their strength was still some distance away from the real masters.

All of those master-level professions certified by the War Academy have created a genre or dominated many territories.

The king-level professions who went up even more touched the mystery of the world, the almost immortal immortals.

She didn't hear that Yasuo had his master-level friends. Hasn't he been hunting and counterattacking all the time?

"It's great to do this," Arielia echoed, and she forced herself to calm down. She could not count the other party as Aionia's side's help before she saw the master-level pro.

"Well, I'll contact him now."

Yasuo thought for a while, took out the short Xiao that Mo Tie gave him, and directly played the "Bright Moon Thousand Miles" in the tent.

While Arella was wondering, a man appeared silently in front of her, wearing cool shorts, a sunshade hat, and a glass of ice beer in her hand.

"Yeah, Yasuo. What's the matter with me?"

The person who came smiled and greeted casually.

Yasuo seemed to be shocked by his outfit, and he was stunned for a moment before saying:

"Brother Mo, I don't know where you are now, and whether it's convenient to get out of here? I have an interesting thing I want to invite you to participate."

"Oh, I'm in Demacia's Mianwei Mansion. Now I'm the tutor of the Mianwei Mansion. I'm much more advanced than the only Miaomiao in your Qifeng Hall." Mo Tie said casually.

Arella's eyes were pounding. What she wanted to hear the most now was the news about Demacia. The only country in the world that can truly compete with Noxus is probably the only one in its prime.

"Master Yasuo, is your friend a projection of will?"

Arrilia asked, she found that Mo Tie had not noticed her existence and was only communicating with Yasuo.

Some masters can indeed condense a projection with their own martial will and store it in certain objects for a specific person to summon it. However, those will projections can only communicate with the summoner and cannot perceive the environment around the summoner.

Mo Tie Niuto looked at Arella and said, "Who are you, little girl?"

Yasuo explained: "No, Brother Mo is space magic, and can travel thousands of miles in an instant."

Arella quickly saluted and introduced herself: "Hello Master Mo, I am the captain of the guard of Ionia, the son of Rito, Arella."

"Oh, I know you, Blade Will, but you seem to have a new title recently. Are you still a Blade Dancer from Blade?" Mo Tie recalled the gossip he heard in Demacia.
Chapter completed!