Chapter 157: Veteran Trifari

"Teacher, I heard from others that the products of this restaurant are very good."

Seraphine stood on the stage and pointed to the restaurant with Piltover decoration in front of her.

After the fight, the three of them left there.

In order to realize her little wish, Seraphine had already arranged today's itinerary.

Guaranteed to satisfy the two teachers!

"Noxus doesn't have any special delicacies, and even has few ways to enjoy life."

Ryan looked at the store called "Hayden Bistro" with a look of nostalgia in his eyes:

"This was the residence of a Piltover lady before, who died bravely on the battlefield. The owner here should be his son now, who should be 18 years old this year."

A wavy family emblem was engraved on the wooden door of the white stone building. He seemed to hear a voice he hadn't heard for a long time:

'Haha! I don't want democracy, equality and comfort, I will make Seth proud of the last name Hayden! '

The heroic manner was not like a Piltover lady at all, but more like a Far North barbarian.

Ryan smiled and walked towards the restaurant.

"Let's go in and take a look."

It seemed that this was the first time she saw Ryan like this. Sindra's eyes were more interesting, and she followed Ryan.

"Okay! His dishes are great. Annie and I have been here before!"

Seraphine also nodded vigorously and followed the pace of the two teachers.

It took her a little effort to find this place. Her two teachers were simply out of touch with the world. If they were not seduced by some methods, they would never easily try the pleasures of ordinary people.

"Welcome!"

The busy and enthusiastic young man waved to the three people who came in, but when he saw Ryan in the lead, his face suddenly froze.

The enthusiastic smile gradually disappeared, and he suddenly became serious, bowed respectfully to Ryan, and said solemnly and respectfully:

"General Meredith! Hayden Restaurant welcomes you! Thank you very much for taking care of us all the time!"

This attitude was completely different from the previous formulaic enthusiasm. Obviously, he was sincerely grateful and respectful.

"Seth, I haven't seen you for a few years." Ryan nodded slightly.

"General, you didn't tell me in advance that you were coming, and I didn't prepare anything for you in advance."

Seth scratched his head embarrassedly, and hurriedly welcomed the three people in, and hung a "temporarily closed" sign outside the small restaurant.

When he wanted to drive the guests out of the restaurant, Ryan said calmly:

"Just find us a quiet place."

"This has been prepared!"

Seth smiled and made a gesture inward, leading the three people upstairs.

Several people came to the second floor, walked through a long corridor, and came to a door engraved with complex emblems.

Looking at the emblem that looked like a book of law, Seraphine was slightly surprised:

"Teacher, this logo."

"The emblem of the Trifaree Regiment, each of us added a stroke on it, and finally it became the current pattern." Ryan said with emotion.

"This is what my father told me when he was alive. I must leave a room for his former comrades." Seth said aside.

He pushed open the door and led the three people into the room.

The room was large, with black and red as the main colors, and the style was mainly Noxian solemn, with only a long table in the middle.

Entering the room, the lights on the dome lit up, illuminating the entire room.

"It's spectacular"

Seraphini muttered in a very low voice.

Under the light, she could clearly see the murals on the wall.

In front of a cliff, an army with black and red as the main colors was lined up here, and two majestic generals stood in front, one wearing a white robe and the other wearing black armor.

Seraphine knew both of them, one was the commander-in-chief Swain, and the other was her teacher Ryan.

The army was looking down at the grassland below and the city full of natural atmosphere in the distance. The buildings in the city are almost all based on the display of nature itself, but with slight adjustments to make it more suitable for human habitation.

Huge trees stand in the city, and the green leaves on the treetops seem to sway in the wind and emit a glowing light.

"Groot's masterpiece?" Ryan asked.

"Yes, Uncle Groot painted for three days and three nights. He said his father died in this war." Seth lowered his head with some sadness.

"We will take back what we have lost." Ryan's calm tone revealed no doubt.

"Plasidion?"

Looking carefully at the city in front of her, Sindra showed a complicated look.

Even after an unknown amount of time, she still hated it as much as before.

"The Battle of Placidion is the biggest defeat the Empire has ever suffered. The commander was the main general, and I was the deputy commander." Ryan admitted frankly.

In the Battle of Placidion, they only relied on most of the regiment to fight against all the Ionian forces that resisted the invaders.

In the end, except for him and Swain, all his comrades were annihilated, and no one surrendered or retreated.

If they hadn't left some people on Felor Island, the war would have been even more brutal.

"That war was all Darkwill's fault!" Seraphine was indignant.

If her teacher hadn't had no support, how could they have lost!

"We lost, we lost. We were indeed not as good as Ionia at that time. No matter how many times we come, the result will not change. Looking back now, it was the right decision to let Groot leave." Ryan said calmly.

"General, I never think so, I should have died there."

A vicissitudes came from behind, and Grot, wearing a chef, appeared at the door.

His skeleton is not tall, but because of a lot of fat on his body, he looks a little bloated.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at themselves, Grort was embarrassed, and some obese arms scratched their heads:

"General, I haven't exercised for a while, my body is not very good."

"Is that leg is okay?"

Ryan's sight looked at Grot's right leg. Although it was wrapped in the simple chef, it could also be seen that it was not a normal leg.

"It's easy to use! The mechanical legs produced by the Empire are no different from the original! I also wonder how the empire can remember my waste people, the general, let's not say any thanks."

Grot grinned and patted the mechanical leg fiercely.

He felt unprecedentedly good, and even wanted to follow Ryan again to win the next war for the Empire.

"This is what you deserve." Ryan shook his head slightly.

"Everyone is sitting down, and you can order anything if you want. Salinni, I did not expect that what you said was true last time."

Grot limped into the room and motioned for everyone to sit down first.

Last time Salinni had been here, he still remembered this fan girl because the other party said that he was a apprentice of Ryan.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Several people were sitting, and Salinni muttered a few words in Seth's ear, and ordered all the arranged dishes.

After listening to the retreat after listening, he left and left to prepare the food.

He and Grot are both chefs here. He has also learned craftsmanship for several years, and the cooking skills are never weaker than Grot.

"Mr. Grot, I like the dishes you and Seth last time, and this time I brought the teacher."

Salinni laughed like a girl next door, cheerful and youthful.

"Haha, I did this at the time in the battle group, and Zhao Xin would eat the most."

Grot converged with a smile, with emotion on his face:

"Old Haiden's child had no mother in the early years, and then he lost his father. I happened to be forcibly retired by the general. It was a little bit."

"Speaking again," he looked at Ryan excitedly.

"Don't think about it, I haven't reinstated yet." Ryan smiled on his face.

"Hi, General, you and the leaders reached the top of the empire. Zhao Xin also came to me a few days ago. The guy drank my wine, and couldn't let me follow the team training."

Groat stared at his beard, and said angrily:

"I used to know that he was extraordinary in the future, and he didn't give him less. Now he really waited for him to become the deputy general of the battle group. Instead, I looked down on us.

"Wadelin runs without me, Jendon has no strength."

He had a broken mind in his mouth, and he ordered the name of his comrades -in -arms. But in his tone, he was full of thoughts and a smile that showed his memory.

Ryan listened quietly, and his expression brought memories.

Most of the soldiers of the Cui Feli team are his former veterans.

Except for a small number of people, he was forced to retire by his injuries, and the rest was reluctant to leave. He had been stationed near his castle in the past few years.

They have been waiting for the call of him and Svein, waiting for him to play for him again.

"Seriously, General, you are extremely powerful in the immortal fortress that day! Unfortunately."

Grot's face was regretful, and his voice was even hoarse.

His generals brought comrades to ask the dead heroes, but he failed to be present. This is his regret.

If he can get the prosthesis earlier.

His face was unwilling, but he also knew that this was unrealistic fantasy.

However, he is really proud of his two bosses, and some of his lives are destined to lead the empire to move forward.

And Swin and Ryan are obviously such two people.

"Mr. Groat, you are now contributing to the empire. This is now the merit of the empire." Salinni said aside.

"This is so." Grort's face was better, "I came here a few days ago, saying that it was to exchange merit points in my merit. I only understood it and probably came down."

"I am generally set up in the store of the merits. The Empire will distribute magic props to you to query and deduct the merits of the exchange." Ryan explained.

Most of the policy was his idea, and Savin later supplemented the details.

The empire will give veterans a high merit point as a reward to satisfy their desire to play for the empire, and can better improve their lives.

A batch of newborns were sent to the battlefield, and a battery of the seriously injured veterans retreated.

The current empire is full of sores, waiting for him and Savin to re -build.

"This is not troublesome. What is generally included in exchange? Do I have to prepare something in advance?" Grot took a lot.

Since this matter falls on his head, he has to do it.

Moreover, the Hyedon Pavilion made a lot of money because of the asylum of Ryan and Savin.

"The empire will not want you to dedicate. Magic props, living resources, weapons and equipment, and power privileges can be exchanged. After you report it through the magic props distributed, someone will send it here." Ryan explained patiently.

"I see. I have no problem. I have enough gold coins now. I plan to send Seth to the War College next year, and then I will specialize in this." Groot responded readily.

He is a Noxian and has been in the Immortal Bastion since he was a child.

Groot's love for the Empire has never faded because of his retirement.

On the contrary, because of the promotion of his comrades and superiors, he is more proud of his identity as a Noxian.

Not to mention opening an exchange point, he would even spend all his family wealth to donate to the Empire to start a war.