Turning a deaf ear to the roar from her younger brother in the communication channel, Camille's face was full of calm, looking at the approaching Faen and stepping sideways slightly giving way to the main road.
And Faen didn't have any intention of stopping from beginning to end, walking past leisurely, seemingly not caring about Camille's existence at all.
Just walking like this, when approaching the Hextech pressure elevator to Bluewind Manor, Camille also said with a cold voice: "What exactly is Your Excellency doing so much for Zaun for?"
"Are you questioning me?" Faen asked back.
"No, I just want to say, Piltover can do better." Hearing Faen's words, Camille wasn't frightened by Faen's voice, but said in a deep voice:
"Piltover possesses a more advantageous geographical location, more prosperous market, civilization. Especially accompanied by the development of Hextech Crystal technology, the Explorers Guild has even participated in the contact, development, and research of Freljord. If you need, I believe many people in Bluewind Manor are willing to serve you."
"Including House Ferros?"
"Including House Ferros." Hearing Faen's words, Camille's eyes flickered, answering with a voice full of firmness.
Others might not understand Piltover's state, but didn't Camille know? The seemingly prominent House Ferros in Bluewind Manor actually also needed to constantly make compromises—the Hextech Crystal factory was the product of compromise.
You know, as the main investor of the Piltover Wardens, House Ferros essentially invested in House Kiramman, and House Kiramman invested in Jayce, enjoying the patents of Hextech Crystal-related technologies developed by Jayce and Viktor.
This was a monopoly business—House Ferros had absolutely enough reason to monopolize this profit, at most giving House Kiramman and the developers Jayce and Viktor some extra dividends and reputation.
But the final result? Almost every family benefited from it. No other reason. House Ferros's huge power was limited to Piltover. While families like Medarda, besides having intertwined forces in Piltover, even had support from the Noxian main clan.
Just like that witch who fought Faen just now, Camille knew nothing about her origin and identity. If House Ferros and House Medarda suddenly fell out and went to war, then before the battle officially started, the battle might have already ended.
Thinking this, Camille also said quickly: "Whether the Valoran continent or the Shuriman continent, both need a sufficiently convenient port as a trade hub. This is also the reason why Piltover can be stably prosperous—even Noxus needs an area to communicate and trade with other city-states. But just as you think, Piltover lacks an absolute representative of martial force..."
"What you said makes sense." Faen nodded, then turned to look at Camille on the side, saying with a face full of indifference: "But I don't need you guys."
Hearing this, Camille fell into silence. And during the silence, the two had already arrived at Bluewind Manor. So Camille also stood on the spot not following anymore. While Faen directly entered the manor.
Pushing open the gate, what entered the eyes was a group of fully armed manor guards. These soldiers draped in Hextech armor were completely two states compared to those ubiquitous Enforcers and guards. Whether appearance or equipment, they were more than a little stronger. Let alone placed in Piltover, even placed in Noxus they could be considered a strong army.
But now, looking at Faen, the guards just silently gripped their weapons tight. Although aiming at Faen, let alone launching attacks, they didn't even dare to make a sound, afraid of attracting Faen's attention causing the battle to start early.
"Where are the Chem-Barons? Not here? Or do you plan to resist stubbornly to the end?"
Looking at everyone, Faen's face was also full of surprise, then said with a completely casual face: "If people are already prepared, then bring them up quickly—not much time left~"
Hearing Faen's words, the scene fell into a brief silence. But immediately after, a few creaks came from the door on the side. A moment later, a butler-looking person walked out of the room, expression gentle without losing etiquette, saying to Faen: "Sir, regarding the Chem-Barons and others, they are right here."
While speaking, casting gaze behind the butler, what entered people's eyes were three Chem-Barons of different appearances firmly bound by the Piltover Wardens' law enforcement devices, kneeling on the ground, their eyes full of horror and despair after discovering Faen.
However, even under such circumstances, these Chem-Barons still didn't give up any hope of life. One of them even struggled to move forward on his knees towards Faen. Although his mouth was gagged, his mouth and throat still made woo-woo-woo sounds, seemingly pleading.
To this, Faen's face was full of casualness—don't believe these villains would choose to repent. In the end, they just knew they were going to die, so they were trying every means to survive here.
Feeling the casualness on Faen's face, the butler on the side also revealed a friendly smile and said: "After these Chem-Barons escaped to Piltover, the gentlemen of Bluewind Manor paid huge efforts for this, only then arresting them all. Originally, the gentlemen and Councilors still thought about giving them as gifts when Zaun started its independence celebration, but didn't expect you to actually come personally. In that case, I wonder if you are interested in going into the manor to have a drink with the gentlemen? We have already prepared a grand banque—"
The butler was still talking incessantly, but Faen already waved his hand boredly, then turned to leave.
Seeing this, a look of surprise also appeared on the butler's face, but just as he prepared to ask how to handle these Chem-Barons, whether to send them to Zaun or execute them on the spot. A few dull sounds suddenly reached the butler's ears, seeming like some heavy objects falling to the ground.
Turning his head to look, the Chem-Barons who were originally kneeling on the ground struggling desperately had lost their voices since an unknown time. Falling to the ground, eyes rolled up, whites of eyes full of dark red blood streaks, thick bloody water seeping from mouth and nose, without any warning, giving a feeling like dying of suffocation out of thin air.
Having dealt with these Chem-Barons, the subsequent Faen also walked straight towards the elevator. Leaving Bluewind Manor, walking past Camille who was still standing at the gate waiting, he also said unhurriedly: "Watch your idiot brother well."
Camille remained silent.