Chapter 133: The Thief Who Sells Out His Clan
Not long after, the private estate of the Philos family.
Levi sat leisurely on the comfortable leather sofa in the living room, drinking the expensive tea respectfully handed to him by the servant.
He took two sips himself and passed some to Janna on his shoulder.
His expression and posture are extremely comfortable.
"I've long heard of your name, President Levi." Suddenly, the door of the reception room was respectfully opened by two waiters.
An old voice came from the door.
Levi looked in the direction of the voice and saw Miss Kaya carefully holding a wheelchair and pushing a white-haired old man with a graceful temperament but sick face, who appeared in front of him.
This sickly fellow who looks like he won't live long is the current head of the Ferros family, Stevan Ferros, the loyal younger brother of [Steel Shadow Camille], who is the current head of the Ferros family.
"Thank you for bringing Kaya back personally."
Stevan looked kind, but his words were sharp: "But President Levi, our Philos family is not a spineless family that can just apologize after being offended."
"What's more, the person you touched this time was my granddaughter."
As he spoke, he gently squeezed Kaya's hand and gave his granddaughter a comforting look.
"Grandpa!" Kaya suddenly felt more confident.
She changed her previous delicate and pitiful appearance in front of Levi, and glared at him angrily: "Levi, you leaders kidnapped me, stuffed stinky socks into my mouth, and locked me up in the black coal mine in Zaun--"
"This is a humiliation to me, and even more so to the Philos family!"
Stevan nodded secretly, supporting his granddaughter.
The family guards standing guard nearby glared at him with unfriendly expressions.
"I know." Levi said, "So, I'm not here to apologize this time. I'm here to discuss cooperation."
"Humph." Stevan snorted coldly: "You kidnapped my granddaughter, and you shamelessly come to our door and ask us to cooperate?"
"Can I assume that this is your humiliation of the Firoz family? Is this a declaration of war from the Leader?"
"You're joking." Levi said with a wry smile, "Recently, there have been rumors in Piltover that 'all leaders are brainwashed lunatics', 'all leaders are hooligans who hate the rich', and other unfavorable rumors that smear our association."
"Where did these rumors come from? Why did they spread so quickly? Who is behind them fanning the flames? I'm sure you know all of this, Mr. Stevan."
"If we want to issue a challenge, you were the first to do it."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Yes, the Philos family had actually been wary of the Leader for a long time.
It was only out of consideration for the reputation of Medarda and Jiraman, and fear for the legendary goddess Janna, that he only made some tentative moves secretly and did not really take any action.
"So..." Seeing Levi's words so clearly, Stevan couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Are you really here to challenge me?"
"No, I'm really here to discuss cooperation," said Levi .
"What can we cooperate on?" Stevan smiled. "I've also read your booklet."
"Unlike those short-sighted people... I don't think that a leader who believes in such extreme theories can cooperate with the Philos family."
"I'm not going to cooperate with the Philos family." Levi explained: "I want to cooperate with you, Mr. Stevan."
"And this is my sincerity in cooperation—— "
As soon as he finished speaking, the bluebird on Levi's shoulder slowly fanned out a breeze.
This breeze carries a faint green fluorescence, allowing people to see the wind blowing slowly with the naked eye.
"What do you want to do?!" Kaya immediately protected her grandfather.
The guards also drew their weapons as if they were facing a great enemy, and prepared to surround them.
"Don't be afraid." Levi stretched out his hand and moved the slowly blowing wind: "It's just a harmless breeze."
As he spoke, he slowly walked forward and handed the tangible breeze to Stevan.
"Try to touch it," Levi said.
Stevan hesitated for a moment, but curiously touched it with his finger.
And at the moment he came into contact with this breeze...
The wind then blew past him, and the faint green fluorescence in the wind also silently merged into his body.
"Ah~" Stevan cried out softly.
"Grandpa! What's wrong with you?" Kaya anxiously held her grandfather's hand, her face full of worry.
"Ahem, I'm fine..." Stevan's face turned red.
He actually cried out in pleasure just now.
Not only is this breeze harmless…it’s nourishing!
Stevan only blew such a small wisp, and he felt that his waist and legs were no longer sore, and his years of rheumatism were relieved. He could go up to the fifth floor in one breath... but he couldn't do it. But his legs, which had been paralyzed for many years, seemed to have regained some sensation.
"What's this?!"
Stevan's eyes lit up.
He was born with a weak constitution, and now he is old and dying.
In order to prolong his life and restore his health, he tried healing spells, alchemical potions, Hextech...he tried everything.
But his life span seemed to be predetermined by heaven, and he was getting older and weaker, like a rotten apple.
But now, Levi's wind gave Stevan a glimmer of hope.
"This is the magic of the goddess Gana, the monsoon of recovery that can heal all wounds." Levi said.
"Goddess Janna..." Stevan was suspicious: "Are you really the chosen one of Janna ? How do you prove that this is the power of Goddess Janna, and not the healing spell you used?"
"Is this important?" Levi said without explanation: "The key is that my magic is useful to you, isn't it?"
"..." Stevan was silent for a while.
Now he understood why Levi had the confidence to discuss cooperation.
It turns out that the Wind Leader holds such powerful healing spells in his hands - they can save his life!
"Can you make me fully healthy again?" Stevan asked.
"No." Levi answered honestly: "The goddess's revival monsoon can infuse people with vitality, just like adding water to a cup."
"And when a person's life span is over, the cup that holds water will also be broken."
In short, Janna can only restore health to people, but cannot set a limit on the amount of health she can restore.
Once people get old, their blood bar gradually disappears and no amount of milk can keep them alive.
"I can't save you, Mr. Stevan."
"At most... you can live one to two more years."
1 or 2 years doesn't sound like much.
Many young people would even shout that they would sacrifice ten years of their life just to draw a card in the leader’s board game store.
But for an old and dying person, even one day of life is precious.
"What are your conditions?"
As expected, Stevan immediately forgot about avenging his granddaughter and went straight to the point to talk about cooperation with the leader.
Levi did not answer directly, but looked at Kaya and the guards beside him.
"Kaya, you all should go now." Stevan immediately understood and said impatiently, "I want to talk to President Levi alone."
"Grandpa?" Kaya was still a little worried.
Stevan just smiled kindly: "Don't be afraid. I'm going to die anyway. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Hmm..." Kaya then left the living room with great hesitation.
The waiter who also withdrew closed the door from the outside, leaving only Levi and Stevan in the living room.
"What are your conditions?" Stevan asked again.
Levi replied: "I want the full set of synthesis technology for artificial Hextech gems."
Stevan was choked by the exorbitant conditions.
Artificial Hexgem synthesis technology is currently the most important main business of the Philos family!
Now, the prelude to the third industrial revolution has slowly begun in the Twin Cities. With the rapid and vigorous development of Hextech, the Firos family, which controls the power engine of the industrial revolution, will surely become a great existence that can firmly hold a place in the entire Runeland in the future.
How could such a treasure that could protect the clan... no, such a treasure that could protect the country be sold to others?
"Wishful thinking!" He said angrily, "President Levi, who do you think I am?"
"I am the head of the Philos family and the guardian of the family's interests!"
"Do you think I would sell out the best interests of my family just for a mere one or two years of life?"
"Don't say that." Li Wei advised calmly: "The family's interests belong to the family, but your life belongs to you."
"You love your family, but does your family love you?"
"No, your family's descendants will only wish you would die sooner."
"They dream of putting you into the coffin as soon as possible, crying hypocritically at your grave, and then happily dividing the power and property you left behind."
"You know, health is 1, and everything else is 0 after 1. When a person dies, there is nothing left..."
"Enough!" Stevan interrupted him angrily: "President Levi, you are insulting me and the Philos family!"
"I, Stevan Firoz, will never betray my family!"
This sounds like the truth.
But Levi, who knows the plot, knows that Stevan is actually a completely selfish person.
The reason why Stevan behaves so righteously now is not because he really cares about his family and the family interests.
It’s because Levi asked for too much and the price he offered was too low.
They want to exchange a lifespan of one or two years for artificial Hextech gem synthesis technology. Even Stevan feels that this business is a loss.
Not to mention, Stevan now has a backup plan in addition to Janna's revival monsoon.
A "perfect treatment plan" that can not only extend his life for two years, but also make him immortal and forever young.
"Okay." Levi shrugged, "Mr. Stevan."
"I know you still have your plan - but you should also understand that your plan is very risky."
"If we succeed, everyone will be happy; but if we fail... heh, the Blue Steel Shadow is not someone you can easily mess with."
"You..." Stevan's pupils shrank.
He asked with great concern: "What do you know?"
Levi stopped pretending and came clean: "I know——"
"You wanted to kill your own sister, take Camille's hex heart, and install it on yourself."
