Laksil stood in front of the Demon Search Camp with Zhu Ping's spiritual clone. Feeling the coming cold wind, Laks couldn't help but shivered a few times.

She murmured: "Why shouldn't you go to find an aunt when you look for helpers? Why do you want to come here?"

Lux frowned, whether it was King Garwen III's body or the nobles being assassinated...

In addition, after the king's death, the Forbidden Demon Sect continued to expand, and the troops controlled by the commander of the Demon Search Legion were already hiding the Grand Marshal Demacia who was guarding the frontier.

Eldred, the commander of the Demon Search Legion, was the most suspected murderer.

Hearing Lux's rich reasoning, Zhu Ping shook his head and smiled:

“Is there any evidence that Garven III’s assassination directly proves that Eldred was the murderer? No!

The assassination of the nobles was done by Eldred's demon-searched man, but are there any connections between them regarding the case? None!

So, little girl, never be confused by reality. The information that makes the storm is very likely to be misleading..."

Lux said in a little hesitant: "But, but, why is he worthy of trust!"

"It's very simple, because Jiawen III trusts him, and Jiawen IV trusts him..."

"Ah? Can this be used as evidence?"

"Of course, the two people who know the most information choose to trust him at the same time. Isn't he trustworthy yet?"

"Then do you think he will listen to us and ask the Demon Searcher to help us catch the real murderer?"

"Of course, because the last letter from the old king was sent to him, so between the nobles and the old king, he would choose the latter."

...

Before the Fort Dawn.

Garven IV and Galen stood together.

"Hit the king!" "The traitor of the Qing Dynasty!" "Regain our Demacia!"

The chaotic noise gradually became regular and the conventional frequency gradually became common. Like a chorus, sounds were condensed together and the amplitude continued to increase.

The bombardment made people's eardrums buzz, and even the heart was shocked.

Wearing dark golden armor, Garvan IV clenched the long halberd in his hand, and his eyes passed over his most trusted friend in the past, looking at the endless torrent, and said, "How did you do it?"

"No! This is what you did!

The warm family is broken up and innocent children are locked in dungeons. These Demacians who have learned to resist are trained by you!”

Galen looked at the small group of people standing with Garvan IV, and was the brain of the kingdom.

"Haha, Garen, do you know? My father once said the same thing as you, and at first I thought it made sense..." Jiawen laughed self-deprecatingly.

Then, the laughter soon came to an abrupt end and said, "He was killed! He proved his kindness was wrong with his death!"

"We are here for the truth. Jiawen, you know better than anyone else that the death of the old king was not done by Silas and others, and the murderer is among the people behind you..."

Garen's eyes pointed directly at the nobles behind Gavin. These two sharp gazes were like swords, which made many nobles sideways without a trace and dared not look directly.

He hoped to say, "His Highness Jiawen! We should be together to let innocent people be rehabilitated, let those who should pay the price pay the price, and let Demacia get back on track!"

At this moment, the nobles who had just attended the meeting tried their best to refute:

"Your Highness, we will be loyal to the royal family and have never betrayed His Highness Jiawen III!"

"These guys who are in vain with the demon devil are slandering people!"

"Galen Mianwei, are you going to rebel? You will only shame the Mianwei family."

“…”

"Shut up!" Jiawen growled, and a sentence made the chattering princes and ministers silently.

Jiawen knows better than anyone else how his father died!

Because his father was killed by the demon-defiled ones, not the demon-defiled ones of the demon-defiled ones, but the demon-defiled ones among the nobles.

Yes! The devil-defiled person is not the patent of civilians, and there are also devil-defiled persons among the nobles.

It is precisely because of this that he hated the demons so much that he knew what an uncontrollable disaster these humans with powerful and strange powers were.

So, he chose to keep a low profile, slowly accumulate strength, and fully fund the commander of the Demon Search Legion. On the day he had the power, the noble devil-demons brought it to justice, allowing Demacia to completely ban the demons!

Jiawen looked at the citizens in front of him who were shouting "clear the emperor's side".

These people disrupted all his plans.

He is now the king of this country, and has sworn to protect the people of Demacia. He should stand on the same line as the people of Demacia. Garen and the "power" behind him can also help him to revenge.

But if you choose to stand with Garen, you will modify the Forbidden Magic Code after victory, what should be done by those demons, the root of those disasters, and where should this country go...

Hate of demons, sympathy for hungry people, disgust for greedy nobles, and confusion about incomparable love but not knowing how to save this country...

Sitting on the throne, he was like a silkworm wrapped in cocoons. Under the layers of restraint, he was about to lose himself.

All kinds of thoughts made Jiawen sway, his face changed drastically, and his brain seemed to be like countless villains fighting constantly.

At this moment, he suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, sure enough, I still can't learn to weigh the pros and cons like the father!

Since you don’t know how to choose, let’s make the problem simpler!”

Jiawen held the spear behind him and slowly walked down the steps. He smiled and said, "Galen, do you want to convince me? Defeat me! Prove me that you are right!"

He looked at the citizens of Demacia and said, "At least, doing so will prevent those who cannot fight from bleeding."

Use the weapons in your hands to solve problems... This is the oldest and most traditional way of reasoning for the Demacians.

Fiona Laurent looked at the two confronting each other from a distance, his eyes were burning, the thin sword in his hand kept trembling, and he murmured softly: "Are you longing for a fight, too?"

"Your Highness must not!" The elder of the Light rushed out first and stopped Jiawen with both hands.

Jiawen said calmly: "I have decided!"

After saying that, he pushed the elder of the Light away.

The elder of the Illuminator asked and answered quickly and loudly: "Your Highness, do you know how the famine in Demacia hundreds of years ago was resolved?

The flames of the guardian god manipulated the judgment burned the cruel king, the ministers who followed the king, their executioners and servants, and the flames covered the earth, burned all the wicked men who triggered the law and justice.

If one day this land falls into lawless darkness, the guardian will descend to the earth again."

The Elder of the Illuminator didn't seem to say how to resolve the famine, but in fact he said it.

The angels of judgment killed the wicked people until this kingdom no longer needed so much food... The solution to the food shortage is so simple!

"I see……"

Jiawen stopped, but the pause was only for a moment, and she laughed and said:

"If I choose to let the devil go, and violate the laws enacted at the beginning of the establishment of Demacia, the fire of judgment of the angels will burn on me... I will become the evil king.

Let’s not mention whether this rumor is true or false, even if it is true, so what?”

The long halberd behind him seemed to hear the master forgetting all the shackles, picking up his identity as a warrior again, and using his strength and faith to fight for the truth!

Zhao Xin looked at the downward center of gravity, just like the passionate young man when he learned his fighting skills from him.

The halberd emerges like a dragon!
Chapter completed!