"Dirty? What you said is extremely rude, Prince Jarvan." The middle-aged woman with white hair chuckled.
Although Demacia and Noxus are located at the western and eastern ends of the Valoran continent respectively, they are far apart.
However, due to the expansion of Noxus, the two countries have been engaged in constant wars of varying sizes over the past few hundred years, and the nobles and royal families basically have to learn each other's language.
The white-haired Noxian woman spoke Demacian, which Jarvan IV naturally understood.
"The vampire race is great, and blood magic is a precious spell in this world."
The white-haired woman said in a cold tone, "If I were your mother, I would definitely be ashamed of what you said today, because I failed to teach you proper etiquette...
"Oh~~ Sorry, I seem to have forgotten something."
She smiled happily and said, "You don't have a mother, so I can understand this kind of disrespect. I forgive you."
Jarvan IV looked at the middle-aged woman not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, his teeth clenched, the veins on his forehead bulged, and anger burned in his childish eyes.
His mother died in childbirth, and he grew up in the palace without any memory of his mother.
However, Jarvan III often told his young son the story of Queen Catherine, with whom he had a very good relationship, although their marriage was arranged.
Through his father's narration, even though Jarvan IV had never seen his mother, he still admired and respected her.
Now, someone actually used this method to humiliate him by using his deceased mother...
No, calm down, Jarvan. This woman is obviously trying to provoke you. You must not be fooled!
Jarvan IV took a series of deep breaths, the cold air cutting his dry throat and lungs like a knife, trying his best to calm his anger.
"You are facing the epitome of Demacia—Crown Prince Jarvan Lightshield IV, General of the Royal Guard!"
He gritted his teeth and tried to speak in a calm tone, "Tell me your name, Noxian woman."
"If I could make your death more clear to you." The middle-aged woman smiled calmly. "Faris Noradi, head of the Noradi family, general of the Gray Regiment. If it's okay, please call me Lady Bloody."
"Bloody Lady Noradi, Gray Warband..."
Hearing this name, combined with the blood magic she had just cast, Alberk Tong Kong, who was next to Jarvan IV, shrank slightly and quickly whispered in his ear: "I've heard of this name..."
Alberk did not dare to hesitate and quickly told the prince about the previous experience of a spy in the army who had infiltrated Noxus.
This happened several years ago, when Grand Marshal Tiana Crownguard was still the Sword Captain of the Fearless Vanguard.
During the Noxian invasion of Ionia, she discussed with the former Grand Marshal and the King and sent several spies to infiltrate Noxus to gather intelligence.
The result was obvious. Only one spy returned to Demacia alive, but his mind was completely deranged and he died in his own basement a few days later.
According to the demon hunter who discovered him, there were items used for sacrifice on the floor of the room, and there was also a magic circle drawn with blood on the floor.
The former scout cut open his own abdomen, took out all his internal organs, and placed them in the corners of the formation, as if preparing to summon some evil being.
It’s a pity that almost all the buildings in Xiongdu are made of forbidden magic stones, so he failed.
According to the later references and comparisons by members of the Illuminati and the Demon Hunters Society, the symbol on the magic circle corresponds to a family in Noxus that has a history of hundreds of years and has never declined, and that is the Noradi family.
The scout was transformed into a blood slave by his blood magic, and he wanted to use him to cause chaos in the Demacia capital.
"I heard that this family is related to the mysterious black rose... Now it seems that this rumor is confirmed to be true." Alberk said.
"Oh? You just found out we're members of the Black Rose?" Faris's eyes showed obvious contempt. "I'm so disappointed in you."
Perhaps she felt that killing the Demacia prince was easy for her, or perhaps she was stalling for time, waiting for the main force to arrive so that she would be willing to "chat" with them here.
The situation is not optimistic at any level.
Jarvan IV raised his Dragon Spear, pointed it at Faris, and shouted angrily, "Stop talking nonsense! Call out everyone you've ambushed around here!"
"Tsk tsk, I advise you to surrender, Prince of Light Shield." Faris smacked her lips and shook her head. "That way, at least you won't have to suffer so much and can enjoy the normal treatment of a defeated prisoner."
Jarvan IV didn't intend to waste any more time talking to this gloomy woman, and immediately ordered his guards to charge at her.
The soldiers wore rune steel plate armor infused with forbidden magic stone, which gave them a certain immunity to magic.
He controls the "spiritual power" taught by Zhao Xin, and can raise the "Golden Holy Shield" for defense when necessary.
This is also the main reason why he is not afraid of Faris's blood magic.
Jarvan IV did not remind his subordinates to prepare for battle, but the tacit understanding they had gained from fighting side by side for a long time had enabled them to judge what the other side wanted to do without words, just by body language.
Seeing the prince rush out of the shield formation and sprint towards Faris first, the remaining 19 soldiers immediately followed his pace. Using Demacia's unique formation to deal with lone strong enemies, they formed a semi-encirclement and quickly approached the woman who called herself "Bloody Lady".
Unfortunately, although Jarvan IV had good ideas and strong combat instincts and skills, he could not be a match for this being who had lived for hundreds of years and was proficient in intermediate blood magic, no matter how brave they were.
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