Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

"What are you looking at me for?"

Being stared at by three women who can do magic, even the demon-possessed Swain couldn't stand it, and asked with a tingling scalp.

There is no saying in this world that three women can make a play, but even if Swain knew it, he would think this sentence is nonsense.

This is much more terrifying than a play, right?

"Didn't you invite us to the meeting?" Morgan said lazily.

"You invited people here and pretended to be dumb here. How can the commander-in-chief of Noxus have no courage at all? He is far worse than someone."

"Don't say that." Grace frowned.

Who is worthy of being compared with Wayne?

Although this meeting was requested by Leblanc, her own reputation was too bad, and she might not be able to invite people, so she still borrowed Swain's name.

Swain didn't know who Morgan was talking about. He just frowned and remembered this mysterious existence in his heart, then signaled Leblanc with his eyes.

"Aren't you going to give me an explanation?" Leblanc received the signal and took the lead.

"Not to mention kidnapping dozens of my men, I don't care about the 27 trash, but you dare to kill the numbered members of the Black Rose, you are too disrespectful to me."

The struggle with the Witch Association has lasted for almost half a year. Because the details of the two witches are unclear, and the secret confrontation is inconclusive, Leblanc has been enduring.

But not long ago, the numbered five mage in the Black Rose was killed, and Leblanc couldn't stand it anymore.

Each numbered magician is the result of her careful selection over thousands of years. Their strength is at least at the hero level, and they all have various important identities.

The murdered No. 5 was the magician who was best at making all kinds of poisons under Leblanc, and he was very useful to her.

Faced with Leblanc's questioning, Grace didn't even bother to raise her eyelids.

"Your men have offended us and we still have to worship her? She wants to use Shyvana's dragon blood to make medicine. Who does she think she is?"

"Don't worry, your men left happily. We used her body to make poisons that she had never seen before, and she should be satisfied."

"Are you provoking me?" Leblanc's face darkened, and her figure blurred for a while, as if she had split into several clones and overlapped them together, and it seemed that nothing had changed, but everyone was dazzled.

"That's right."

Morgan nodded seriously, "I'm just provoking you, what can you do to me?"

"Do you believe I'll send you to see Merlin?"

By the way, Merlin in the main world died, just like the legend, he died on a woman's belly.

"Merlin is nothing, if you have the guts, let him come to see me." Leblanc said.

"Enough!"

Swain shouted, stopping the two women from chattering.

Morgan glanced at him, a little afraid.

Not afraid of Swain, but afraid of the inside of his body.The demon.

There is no doubt that Swain is not only strategic, but also has a strong fist to contain Leblanc and establish the Trifarix Council.

Even if he was not present in person, Morgan could feel the threat from the demon.

"I invited you three here not to quarrel, but to have a good talk."

Swain took a deep breath, "Ms. Grace, Ms. Morgan, you are not from Noxus, right?"

"No."

Grace spoke, "But we think this land is good, and decided to develop here."

"Welcome." Swain smiled, "Noxus welcomes all capable people, ambitions, aspirations, desires, everything can be realized here."

"This is also the reason why Noxus is so powerful, just like Ms. Leblanc, she is not a native resident of Noxus, because her existence is older than the empire."

"But you two have always refused to contact us, and you have unscrupulously developed the Witch Association, which is not good."

Swain threw his robe.

"I sincerely invite you two to join the Trifaree Council and become one of the parties. In this way, the Witch Society will get official support, and Noxus can become stronger. Isn't it a win-win situation?"

"This..." Grace looked around, "All we want is the ultimate secret of magic, and we are not interested in politics."

Isn't this better?

Swain was secretly happy, and this was the reason why he invited the unknown Witch Society to join.

Even if there were many old nobles who were won over, the Witch Society seemed to only want their money, and had no interest in expanding their power and intervening in politics and military.

It looked like a hidden magician who had to come out and get involved in the secular world because of a shortage of research funds.

After all, researching magic is very expensive. Leblanc is the best example, and a lot of money is taken from the treasury every year. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It's just right for the Witch Society to come in and fight her, involving her energy.

You can reap the benefits yourself.

"How much can you give?" Morgan asked in a very consistent manner.

"One hundred and fifty-three million gold coins per year." Swain directly offered an astronomical figure. In Rune Continent, ten gold coins are enough for a family of three to eat for a year.

"But we don't want to deal with those renovations."

Grace also pretended to be moved, "But... I can help you deal with some minor troubles."

"No problem." Swain agreed.

Leblanc did not refuse.

These two women are too mysterious. It's good to join in, so that there is a chance to explore their details.

"Then welcome both of you to join us."

Swain smiled brightly, and at this moment, Leblanc suddenly said:

"Since we are all family, shouldn't you show some sincerity?"

"What sincerity?"

"I am the mostRecently, an assassination is being prepared."

Leblanc showed a charming smile, "An assassination against the King of Demacia." []

"Although I have sent assassins and contacted magicians in Demacia, it is not safe enough after all. If one of you can go, it would be great."

A glimmer flashed in Grace and Morgan's eyes.

"Okay, then I'll go!"

Grace looked at Morgan beside her in disbelief..