LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Janna, the patron saint of Zaun, is real.

Few people in Zaan believed this matter, but many people in Picheng believed it.

Because the last time Janna appeared in front of a person was more than 200 years ago.

And there are not many in Zaan... No, it should be said that there is no such thing as a family in Zaun that can last for more than 200 years.

But this is not a problem at all for the big family of Piltover, especially for the representatives present here.

Not to mention... Heimerdinger is still sitting here.

He probably outlived the family histories of some of the senators here, and human history was a diary to him.

"Janna is indeed real." Heimerdinger recalled with a little sigh: "I was even at the scene of the canal explosion more than 200 years ago."

"During the excavation of the cross-sea canal, the underground rock structure of the construction site was severely damaged."

"So after the explosion, the shock wave of the explosion directly destroyed the underground rock formation, causing a large area of ​​land south of the Pilt River to collapse and sink—"

"It even sank to a depth of tens of meters below sea level."

"Thousands of people were trapped in the collapsed ground, caught in the raging tides coming in from all directions. They couldn't do anything but struggle and pray."

"And then... Janna showed up."

Having said that, Heimerdinger finally smiled:

"Jana used the airflow to condense a nearly solid wall of wind, blocking the flooding waves."

"Hundreds of millions of tons of seawater, or in other words, the entire sea was firmly supported by her with howling winds, until the thousands of people escaped safely from the collapsed underground."

Supporting an ocean with the wind, it can still persist until thousands of people escape.

What kind of terrifying divine power is this?

"Even the Noxus Empire would never want to offend such a god." Mel commented in a subtle tone.

The member of parliament who fiercely opposed the leader before, felt a little guilty when he heard it.

"No, that's not the case...Then Li Wei claims to be Janna's God's Chosen, so, is it really Janna's God's Chosen?"

"You can't tell?" Mel reminded: "Don't forget, the element that Li Wei controls is... wind."

"And I also briefly investigated his background - a Zaunite, an apprentice, semi-literate, and has never received any formal education in literature and history. With his identity background and cultural foundation, it is absolutely impossible to write this "Ga "A Brief Introduction to Na's Thoughts."

"This, this may also be written by someone... right?" The councilor quietly seeped cold sweat from his forehead.

Although he was still objecting, his voice was much weaker.

After all...not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

"So we have to try to figure this out, don't we?" Miss Meyer smiled preparedly.

Then, she took the lead in raising her hand and expressing her opinion to everyone:

"I propose to divide the territory of the Iron Fist Gang to Miss Caitlin and the leader organization, but—"

"There are gangsters in the black, and there are white ways in the white. For the sake of social impact, the law enforcement officers cannot get involved in the conflict between them and the Iron Fist."

"To get the turf, they have to do it themselves."

This was originally the idea of ​​Caitlin and others.

Mel seems to have fully agreed to Caitlyn and the leader's request.

"This... can be done!" But after thinking about it for a while, everyone understood the intention of Miss Mel's move:

Agreeing to give the territory to the leader, the two sides have not yet officially broken their skins.

Let the leader fight for territory with the Iron Fist Gang, and then use the Iron Fist Gang to test out the leader's true strength.

If the leader of the gang, Avery, can be more aggressive and beat up those leaders, then the council members can also indirectly verify whether Goddess Janna will really show up to protect them.

"I agree." Gilaman was only worried about her daughter, not her daughter's friends. She knew that even if the Iron Fists had 10,000 guts, they wouldn't dare to hurt Catelyn.

"I... agree too." Heimerdinger agreed. In his opinion, this was already the best condition he could get for Victor.

At least the Council of Piltover isn't directly hostile to the Leader just yet.

"Okay, let's try how much Li Wei weighs!" 4 votes.

"The Iron Fist Gang has enjoyed so many benefits, it's time to use some of their energy before they die." 5 votes.

"I still hold my original opinion. Their theory is dangerous but beneficial and can be exploited." 6 votes.

"Me too." 7 votes.

Unanimous vote.

The Piltover council temporarily allowed the existence of the leader, and also agreed to transfer the Iron Fist's territory to Caitlin and the leader.

But these sites need to be seized by the leader himself with the help of Iron Fist.

Looks like a happy ending.

So the regular meeting ended successfully, and the members bid farewell to Mel and left.

But Mel was in no hurry to leave. She was still sitting leisurely at the round table of the parliament, flipping through the brochure in her hand that she had read several times with great interest.

It wasn't until everyone left that she waved her hand to signal the maid to come forward:

"Arrange some manpower and send some 'gifts' to the Iron Fist Gang."

"Miss? Are you..." The maid was a little puzzled.

Then Senator Mel sighed a little funny: "Do you think that just with Avery the Iron Fist's little ability, you can force out a mage's hole card?"

"If you don't give some gifts to the Iron Fist Gang, how can they help us test the true strength of the leader?"

"I understand." The maid understood quickly.

"Be careful to make it more secretive, and don't show your tail."

"Miss Mel, please rest assured." The maid understood: "I will never let anyone find out that it is the Myrdalda family that is funding the Iron Fist Gang."

"Very good." Mel nodded with satisfaction.

Then, she turned her gaze back to the book in her hand, holding the "A Brief Introduction to Janna's Thoughts" and read it carefully.

"Miss?" The maid asked curiously, "Aren't you going back?"

"It's quieter here, so you can read a book. When I go back, there will always be something to bother me."

Mel sighed to the maid who had accompanied her for many years, as if chatting with a friend.

As she spoke, she raised the booklet in her hand and asked the maid, "By the way, how do you read this book?"

"Me?" The maid thought for a while, "I think these are the ravings of a madman."

"People are born unequal. There are strong and weak. The strong are like gods, and the weak are like ants. The strong live, and the weak die."

"The law of nature is the law of the jungle. How can there be a world where everyone is equal and free?"

Well, standard Noxian values.

Mel curled his lips in disappointment, but didn't criticize anything.

She just caressed the small pages of the book and said to the maid:

"It seems to me that the pamphlet is very well written. I enjoyed reading it."

"Leaders... ha, what a desirable organization."

"This..." The maid couldn't understand: "Miss Kemel, you just..."

Just now, I was thinking of sending equipment to the Iron Fist Gang secretly, so as to cause trouble for the leaders.

"That's not a contradiction."

Mel put down the book slowly, and sighed in a complicated tone:

"Who doesn't love fairy tales?"

"Unfortunately, I have grown up."