Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage - Chapter 390 Gravel that gathers towards Nerimajie

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North of Nerimajie, the town of Ariel.

boom!

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This chaotic city ruled by warlords was captured by the Shurima Empire in less than half an hour.

The streets and alleys were full of expelled civilians, and they each raised their heads and looked at the majestic figure suspended in mid-air in the center of the town.

"You, all of you were once the people of Shurima."

Azir was suspended high in the air, holding up the scepter symbolizing Shurima's imperial power, looking down at the civilians below:

"Today, Shurima is back again. And you, will return to Shurima's embrace. Nerima Jie, will be the capital of Shurima again."

"The sun of Shurima has risen again, and the future of Shurima will be immortal!"

Hearing Azir's words, the numb eyes of the people below did not change.

But at this moment, they started cheering and shouting strangely, and some were even so excited that they clapped their hands and jumped.

But no matter how they behaved, the numbness in their eyes remained unchanged.

Azir didn't know whether to ignore it or not, but just nodded in satisfaction.

After giving the order for everyone to go to Nerima Jie, he no longer cares about it, leaving a few sand soldiers and marching towards the distance.

within the town.

The people were forced to step into the migration procession, and in this procession, a young girl with short brown hair looked at the person next to her with a little sadness on her face.

"That desert emperor is just a bigger tyrant...even more brutal than Noxus. Teacher, what should I do..."

There was no response to her soft whispers.

After Azir was gone, she had enough magic to escape the place.

But in the end, she decided to stay, at least to protect the people around her.

This is what her fiery, impulsive and reckless master taught her.

Never hesitate, just stick with things to the end.

She came back from Ionia to save Shurima.

Now may be a good opportunity.

With a numb smile on her face that was different from others, she stepped forward to give an old woman a hand and helped her pick up the heavy package.

"Mother Apu, I'll help you!"

The old woman's face was slightly stunned, and she returned a wrinkled smile: "Talia, thank you."

A group of people slowly migrated towards Nerima Jie. There are countless such teams around Nerima Jie.

They were all once slaves to various warlords, and Azir freed them from the warlords.

But for them, it is just joining a larger subordinate, there is no difference.

Along the way, some died, others were killed by sand soldiers as they fled, and others were preparing to join the Shurima Empire.

Eventually, these people continued to converge on Nerima Jie, the former capital of Shurima.

After arriving here, they were managed by Nasus in batches and placed in the sand house built by Azir.

This originally deserted city is now also filled with migrants, slowly becoming alive.

On the high platform under the sun disk.

Sivir stood on the edge, letting the hot wind of Shurima blow through his clothes and long hair, and stared at the gradually changing city below:

"What was the population of Shurima at its peak?"

"Tens of millions."

From the side came Nasus's steady voice:

"But if it's just Nerima Jie, the population at its peak is just over 10,000."

"Those who migrated from outside, you just leave them in one place and leave them alone?" Sivir meant.

"Of course not. I learned a lot from Noxus."

Nasus shook his head, walked halfway behind Sivir, and looked down at the city below with her:

"Based on everyone's talent, we're free to let them do whatever they want, as long as they pay the appropriate taxes."

"Everyone is the same? I remember that Noxus has implemented hierarchical taxation." Sivir asked curiously.

Looking at it in the past few days, although she herself does not know how to manage the country, the feeling that Shurima gives her is really not much different from those primitive slave tribes.

All Shurima executives seem to think that as long as they have the military in their hands and provide the people with better conditions than before, they will agree from their hearts and devote their energy and physical strength to their work without limit.

Of course, this is indeed a kind of grace for the current Shurimans.

But compared to the current Noxus, Sivir always has a sense of coming to the primitive tribe.

"His Royal Highness, Noxus is different from us." Nasus shook his head and said, "Noxus' strength and power are linked to status, and status requires corresponding obligations."

"Noxus encourages the weak to become strong, and is proud of the strong giving more, which is consistent with us. But unlike us, they rely on the promotion of policies, and our Ascension Gods are the most virtuous when they are selected. representative."

"And in comparison, we are actually more tolerant of the weak. Although the weak do not even have to pay taxes in Noxus, the whole society has a hidden rejection of them. Although we have to pay taxes, they and others People with strength are no different," Nasus said.

"All right!"

Sivir shrugged slightly, she could roughly understand that Nasus had other thoughts of Ascension God.

In their eyes, although civilians are the foundation of the empire, no matter how strong or weak ~www.novelbuddy.com~ is, no matter how much they contribute, there is no difference in their eyes.

Because in the eyes of these Ascension Gods, no matter how much mortals contribute, they are nothing but things they do.

The selection of Ascension Gods is not based on contribution and strength, but on virtue and character.

Only those who are considered to be sages are qualified to become Ascension Gods.

Otherwise, even if you save thousands of people, you will not have the qualification to become a flying god.

Of course, things like her and Cassiopeia, Xerath, Renekton, and Azir are all accidental situations, not the basic ones.

The energy of the solar disk is not really endless. Standing under it, Sivir can clearly feel...

Although it was calculated in terms of energy, the other end of the connection between the sun disc had so much energy that she was horrified.

But the solar disk itself does not support the infinite appropriation of those energies.

Ascension once every few years is already the limit, so as not to collapse the solar disk.

"His Royal Highness is looking for me today, it should not be about policy." Nasus said.

"Of course." Sivir nodded and said calmly, "I don't want to take care of political and military matters, and you shouldn't let me take care of them. But I need to have the right to decide the economic aspects of these people."

"Nothing is impossible." Nasus bowed slightly, "You are the Crown Prince of Shurima and a member of the Glory Coronation."

In his eyes, Sivir's desire to manage Shurima is a good thing.

Aatrox originally wanted Sivir to replace Azir, or to have both mortals in charge of the empire.

For them, in fact, as long as the empire is moving in a good direction, they don't really care about how it changes.