MTL - The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities-Chapter 38 Camille of Philos

"That's it? I think they'll agree that what happened to Zaun is out of Piltover's hands. I never thought that Piltover would need to be forced to recognize Zaun's independence. It's sad to see him terminally ill."

Camille had a self-deprecating look on her face:

"Meredith, I don't understand what you are hesitating about. You can destroy it in an instant with your strength, and I can't stop you."

Saying that, her face even got a little more detached.

"Ms. Camille, why use strength to solve things with your brain? Strength is just a guarantee that we won't overturn the table." Ryan shook his head with a smile, "Three months is not too long, not too short. I think you'll have a new understanding of the Twin Cities."

"Ego is the most fatal weakness of the strong." Camille said sharply. "Peace talks are always based on equal strength, and you can't be great forever, Meredith."

"If I can't keep being great all the time, I look forward to being surpassed one day."

Ryan's expression was full of confidence, as if he was completely unafraid of any challenger, and even regarded all challenges as fun.

"By the way, Ms. Camille, I almost forgot, I received a letter here not long ago."

He clapped his hands, smiled and took out a document written on parchment from his arms, pinched it with **** and shook it in his hand, allowing Camille to see the beautiful family magic seal on it.

In Runeterra, all the big families except Demacia have their own magic seal, which is equivalent to the symbol of their own family. If there is a magic seal on the document contract, it is equivalent to the handwriting of the family patriarch.

There is no family behind him, but there are three seals in his hand, one belongs to Kekao, who is in charge of Katarina, the other belongs to Swain, and the last one is sent with this letter.

"Hey, he's always like that, thinking that I don't understand him, that I'm like a ruthless machine." Camille raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes with a hint of sadness.

She was very familiar with that seal, the magic seal of the Philos family, and she handed that seal to her younger brother Stevan.

This letter signifies the submission of the Philos family to Ryan and Noxa, and it also means that she is abandoned by the family.

You don't need to look at her to know that in the sincerity of the family to join Noxus, the top one is to give her to Ryan or Trifali.

She didn't mean to refuse, she was born for the sake of her family's prosperity. She didn't agree with Stevan's idea, but she wouldn't risk angering Noxus by taking the gamble.

"Really don't you?" Seeing the determination in the other's eyes, Ryan retracted the letter regretfully: "I thought he didn't understand you before, but now I can be sure that he is the one who understands you best."

Camille's expression was slightly stunned, with a rare expression of surprise on her face.

Victor stood behind Ryan and looked at Camille regretfully:

"When I was still a teaching assistant at the college, my first teacher, he took me to Philos' family library, where there was an experimental report written by Mr. Stevan."

"Why didn't I know that my brother was still doing experiments." Camille raised her eyebrows with a look of interest on her face.

With memories on his face, Victor murmured: "The 312th human machine experiment. There is enough data to support the previous conclusions. The human body's emotions are stored in the depths of the brain, the heart has nothing to do with the mind, and the brain needs to be locked to control the mind. The hormones secreted, all the finished products of augmentation technology have undergone consciousness control surgery, and there is only one accident."

"What does this sentence mean?" Camille looked at Victor with interest.

"You're not absolutely sane, everyone knows it. There's always a time for machines to retire, Ms. Camille, not to mention your imprecise machine from the start. You've been abandoned by your family, or rather, Stevan. Mister wants you to abandon the family." Victor said lightly.

"The latter inference is very interesting, but I prefer the former."

Camille smiled happily, but there was a hint of strangeness in her tone.

She hadn't been back to the family since last night. Ever since she was bombed in Zaan yesterday, she already knew what the family meant.

I haven't come back for a few years, and the current family is not what it used to be.

She...I don't know since when, she was no longer needed.

Camille sighed lightly, without the slightest sadness on her face, but with endless ease:

"Meredith, maybe I really should ask a question."

"Swain once said that you are the same type of person as him, but you are not thorough enough, always shouting in your mouth that when you decide, you are the one who is indecisive. You have long understood that Stewan can't be ZTE. Lord, but you still helped him up, made him obsessed with power, and even for this reason you personally killed Hakim, who had been moved by yourself." Ryan mercilessly exposed what the other party had done. .

"There's no denying that the remaining emotions are my greatest weakness. But that's not the answer I want, Meredith." Camille's eyes were locked on Ryan's face.

She didn't kill Hakim, but the other party died because of her. She didn't want to explain too much about this.

"Does that answer really matter? In the face of time and ending, the original motivation is just an excuse." Ryan said flatly.

"Yeah, maybe it's not that important."

The corners of Camille's mouth were slightly upturned, and she let out a long sigh with relief in her eyes.

Whether his younger brother is for his own selfish desires or for her, at least the ending is doomed, so what's the point of thinking about it.

Just like back then, in order to cut off his elopement with Hakim, he directed and acted to attack himself, and made himself completely determined to undergo surgery.

Everything... but for the family...

However, she was a little tired.

She took out the scroll that Ryan had given her when he was parting yesterday, and opened it in front of the other party.

It was a piece of paper covered with runes. The runes on it were all written in blood, which was coquettish and mysterious.

"Cui Farley, maybe you can enjoy an unforgettable scenery."

With a smile on the corner of Camille's mouth, she cut her slender fingers, and a little blood dripped onto the scroll, bursting with bright red light.

The light enveloped the scroll and finally turned into two runes, one floated into Camille's heart, and the other fell into Ryan's eyebrows.

The contract has been signed.

Since then, Trifali has had another member named Camille.

"Ms. Camille~www.novelbuddy.com~ Trefary welcomes you to join us. You are the fourth member, and you are also ranked fourth in the ranking. We welcome any internal challenges. Noxus, strength comes first!"

"Sounds good, there are at least three stronger than me. President of the Meredith Council, do I have a specific task in charge?"

Camille raised her eyebrows. The contract was not only a constraint, but also conveyed a lot of information about Trifali to her.

She thought that Trifali's leader should be Swain, but she didn't expect it to be Ryan in front of her.

What made her even more concerned was that the third member was actually the frontline commander who fought against the Freljord.

Noxus, I'm afraid it's not far from changing the sky...

"This is not in a hurry. Let the first prelude of the Twin Cities end first. You can talk to Victor about the specifics of the peace talks. I will not participate."

Ryan got the answer he wanted, stood up and walked outside.

When he walked to the door, his figure suddenly stopped and said:

"The first sentence of the letter said that Philos will always follow the will of Camille Philos, and she is the executor that the family will always rely on."

After speaking, he ignored the reaction of the people behind him and stepped out of the reception room.

In the room, Camille's eyes covered by blue light twitched violently, revealing a silent smile, but she quickly recovered, and turned to look at Victor apologetically:

"Mr. Victor, Zaun has to pay something to be recognized as independent. Philos needs to be compensated for what you did last night."

"I don't deny this, but your actions in Zaun last night..."

"If you fail, you should pay for your actions. This is the price paid by those who flee in a hurry."

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