Irelia, Will of the Blade, and Karma, the Apocalypse, came to the city gate and greeted Liszt in person.
Liszt nodded to the crazy crowd, then came to Irelia and Karma, and smiled: “Long time no see.”
“It’s been a long time indeed,” Irelia said. The last time she and Liszt met was about two years ago.
This war made Liszt gain many friends, including Irelia and Karma.
Liszt greets Karma: “How are you doing?”
“Yes, how about you?” Karma said.
“I didn’t die, I didn’t get hurt, so… it’s okay?” Liszt teased and looked at Irelia again, “Is it time to fulfill that promise?”
Irelia smiled and shook her head: “I thought you forgot.”
“How can you forget such an important thing?” Liszt made a “please” gesture to Irelia.
The guard of honor opened the way and welcomed Liszt and others into the sacred hall of Presidian with the highest specifications.
The Holy Temple and the Temple of Enduring, the most sacred place in Ionia. The former is the spiritual temple where Karma is located, and the latter is the military temple where Irelia is located.
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In order to welcome Liszt’s arrival, today’s Holy Hall was extraordinarily empty, and even the necessary soldiers were temporarily evacuated.
Liszt ordered the dark militia group to wait outside, and then brought more than fifty militia group elders into the holy hall.
At the beginning, when the Dark Militia was just established, there were about 103 people, including Liszt, all of them were veterans.
These elders are the protagonists of Irelia’s promise.
The crowd sat on the floor. Liszt took the backpack from behind, with a solemn expression, he placed the contents on the ground one by one.
There are broken helmets, broken swords, and tattered clothes…
“This is?” Irelia asked.
“Relics,” Liszt said, “there are many brothers who have been buried in the land of Ionia forever.”
There are more than 20 core members of the Dark Militia, including Covance, Trond, Bartos, Adenauer and others. These core members survived to the end without any sacrifice.
However, since it is a war, there must be sacrifices. Not to mention the all-out war between the two kingdoms of Noxus and Ionia. Liszt couldn’t take care of everyone all the time.
Only half of the elders who survived to the present, the group that Irelia had promised, were left.
“Can you tell me their names?” Irelia asked, looking at the relics.
“This is Michelle, he detonated his explosives when he took the Gozi Valley, keeping all the pursuers behind the rubble. Do you know how timid he is? He was shaking when he set off the explosives. I couldn’t hold the torch steady, I kept crying…”
“This is Harold, a talented swordsman. In the Battle of Loan Lake, he led his troops to the rescue of Yasuo, the wind swordsman. The rescue mission was very successful, but he was finally surrounded by the hands of Noxus. Darius killed…”
“This is Nathaniel, a very gentle man who laughs at all times. In the battle of Tula City, while cleaning the battlefield, he found a Noxian boy, but it was only a moment of hesitation, The boy stabbed the sword into his chest…”
Liszt spoke slowly, and Irelia slowly listened. Every time Liszt took out a relic, Liszt would carefully wipe it clean with his sleeve, and put it on the ground in a precious place.
“Ding dong!”
The last relic was placed on the ground by Liszt.
Everyone is watching Irelia, and there is joy and expectation in their eyes, but more heavy.
Irelia began to dance.
Her dance is still amazing, there is no dance more graceful than this in the world.
It is like the rising sun and the falling moonlight; it is like a small river flowing, and it is like the surging waves;
Irelia’s dance contains all the beauty in this world.
Everyone is immersed in this extreme beauty, and they seem to be receiving a baptism.
Suddenly, someone started choking.
Soon, the choking turned into a loud cry.
They couldn’t hide it anymore, they couldn’t stay strong anymore, and they vented all the suffering and all the sadness over the years.
Even Liszt’s eyes were red.
So much has happened to them.
After the dance, the Dark Militia retired, leaving only Liszt and Irelia in the temple, sitting side by side, just like the night in Presidian.
“Does it look good?” Irelia asked.
“It’s beautiful,” Liszt replied honestly.
“How is it compared to back then?”
“Not as good as it used to be.”
“Huh? Why?”
“Because that was the first time I saw it.”
The two smiled at each other, and then there was a long silence.
Irelia broke the silence and said, “Have you ever thought that maybe…our life has another possibility?”
“Like?”
“For example, I’m just Irelia, not Will of the Blade, and you didn’t choose Crimson.”
Liszt looked at Irelia. She didn’t finish her sentence, but those emerald green star-like eyes had already told Liszt everything.
Liszt shook his head with a wry smile and said, “There are always many regrets in life, aren’t they? Many times, the choices we can make are very limited. Either choose this regret or choose that regret.”
“I can give you the Holy Temple and make you the new ruler of Ionia, and you will also become the first ever king of Ionia,” Irelia said.
“No.” Liszt shook his head, “We all know that this candidate can only be you, and it must be you.”
“From the day you became the Will of the Blade, you should have such an awareness.”
Irelia’s eyes dimmed, and she said, “You’re still going to Piltover, right?”
“Well, I can’t stay in Ionia,” Liszt said. “Ionia has just experienced a brutal war. The only thing I need is peace and stability.”
“Only a highly centralized ruler has the ability to give Ionia these. And my existence will become a hindrance.”
“Besides, it’s time for me to solve my troubles, isn’t it?”
Liszt smiled and helped Irelia close up the broken hair on her temples.
Irelia looked Liszt in the eyes and asked, “You’ll be back, won’t you?”
“Of course, Ionia is my hometown, and I’ll be back no matter what.”
“I just want to hear you say yes or no.”
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Irelia stared blankly at Liszt.
I don’t know why, but she always had a hunch.
That is, the man in front of him, once he leaves Ionia.
won’t be coming back.
Never.