War College

(League of Legends fan fiction) On the prosperous continent of Valoran, an evil black mist is quietly spreading from a remote island, trying to tear apart the barrier between the physical and spiritual realms. The War College was established. *In an interview, the reporter asked the principal of the War College* Reporter: "Hello, Principal Yuumi. As far as I know, when you first founded the school, the entire academy was led by Swain, the card master Drizzt, and you. How did you get to the point where you are now famous all over the world and full of talents?" A gray-blue cat lay on the magic book and basked in the sun, adjusted his reading glasses, and replied leisurely: "It's very simple, other schools just walk up one step at a time. But we are different. Our students were all brought back by force from the vice-principal and I, each with a sack. " Reporter (with a troubled expression): "Ah... Isn't this... Not good?" Youmi was furious: "Oh, what's wrong? I'll save them from doing evil in Valoran every day." The reporter was speechless. Concept: Black can be washed away, and white can be turned black. There is no absolute good or evil, it's that simple.