The March on Piltover

Chapter 66 The March on Piltover

Upon hearing Skana's words, Tarlin's eyes lit up.

Although Skarner spoke casually, the meaning behind his words could not be summarized in just a few words.

Simply put, the skarna itself is a traditional symbol of Ixtal.

Based on this, although in name and in practice, Skana never interfered with Ixtal's choices, but allowed Ixtal to thrive under Yuntar's guidance.

However, in reality, a considerable portion of the conservative Yuntars are pure Skana believers.

This belief is not a religious belief, but rather a worship of the wisdom and power of Skana.

Especially those high-ranking Yuntars who are truly qualified to know of the existence of Skana.

Both were founding a nation, but if Tarin and Qiyana were to do it on their own, even with Farin's help, they would still face enormous resistance.

However, if it were Skana, the resistance from the Yuntar class and the common people would be reduced by 70%.

After thinking it over, Tallinn nodded and said, "I'll handle it."

"I hope so—"

Skana lay down again, seemingly asleep, or perhaps merging with the earth's veins.

Then, everyone felt a violent change in the surrounding space. After a moment of weightlessness, when they came to their senses, they had returned from the depths of the earth to the top of the Isuokeng.

As they went back and forth, the expressions on everyone's faces varied. Tarin and Qiyana were fine, but the others—whether it was with King Yuen, Farin, or the other Yuen Tar—were different.

Receiving so many messages suddenly left me with mixed feelings.

After a moment's hesitation, Prince Yu'en said, "So many things have happened so suddenly—why don't we rest for a day to sort out our thoughts and discuss this again tomorrow?"

Tallinn said there was no problem, and the other Yuntars nodded with complicated expressions.

On the way back, Tarin also looked at Qiyana. But before Tarin could speak, Qiyana raised her hand.

Qiyana glanced at Tarin and said nonchalantly, "When you told me about the future you saw, you already said that others might find out, didn't you? Don't worry, I'm not stupid. I know very well that telling the truth is the right thing to do."

"Hmm." Tarin nodded, then patted Qiyana's head and said, "But it was said in front of a lot of people—even if those things didn't actually happen."

"Ha, I won't take those mediocre people's words to heart."

Upon hearing Tarin's words, Qiyana's face showed a hint of disdain. But then she looked at Tarin and said, "No matter what, I will remember your kindness to me."

"What makes me happiest, more than anything else, is that Skarna has given us the right to negotiate with the city of Pi—whatever it is!"

"Hmph, from this day forward, everyone will know the greatness of the man named Ixtal!"

"And there's also a legend named Qiyana~" Tarin chimed in with a light laugh.

Having lived with Qiyana for so long, Tarin could clearly feel Qiyana's growth and changes.

Listening to the two of them singing in unison, Farin shook her head with a sigh and exclaimed, "Compared to this—even now, I am still deeply moved."

As she spoke, Farin looked at Qiyana with a suspicious expression and said, "So—is what Tarin said true? Qiyana, are you really that ruthless? If that's the case, I might have really misjudged you."

Hearing her aunt's words, Qiyana couldn't help but purse her lips, but after a moment of silence, she said, "Pretty much—at least, in my opinion, if things really develop as Tarin said, it wouldn't be strange for me to do such a thing."

"Oh my god, I'm starting to get scared."

Farin couldn't help but touch her life-spell inscription.

The Tarlin stock is still here. I showed it to Qiyana before—though unintentionally. But after discovering it, Farin found it incredibly fun and interesting.

However, upon hearing about the ruthlessness Qiyana displayed in the original future, Farin couldn't help but feel a slight pang of regret.

If Qiyana found out, wouldn't I be demoted to a remote county as a schoolteacher?

Despite thinking this, Farin wasn't too nervous. She just curiously glanced back and forth between Tarin and Qiyana, then said with some curiosity, "More than anything else, I'm curious about your reaction to these things, Qiyana."

"What kind of reaction can there be?" Qiyana glanced at Farin, then chuckled, her face full of disdain and arrogance, and said, "These futures have already been changed the moment they are seen and known."

Upon hearing Qiyana's words, a smile appeared on Tarin's lips, but he didn't say anything more, just nodded, and then followed Qiyana toward the villa.

They still need to discuss their next steps regarding contact with Piltover.

Meanwhile, after a period of public opinion fermentation and conscious promotion, Piltover has now entered the final mobilization stage.

With the deliberate encouragement of the Piltover Council, news about Ixtal has dominated Piltover's front page headlines for quite some time.

All sorts of rare and exotic beasts, priceless elemental crystals, magical mineral veins that would make any city-state fight tooth and nail for them, ancient magical knowledge, and related elemental weapons —

Driven by various desires and ambitions, not only the people of Piltover and Zaun, but even many Noxian legions and Shurima bandits were ready to rush in and get a share of the spoils for overnight riches.

Where there is conflict, there will naturally be speculators hoarding exploration supplies and driving up equipment prices.

Putting everything else aside, jungle maps and antidotes have been sold at exorbitant prices, more than ten times their previous value, making cartographers and pharmacists grin from ear to ear.

Her gleaming uniform accentuated her upright posture. A Hextech rifle was slung across her shoulder, the visor half-open, and her gaze swept coldly over the surrounding law enforcement officers. Caitlin appeared calm, but she could clearly feel the constant pressure bearing down on her.

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