Chapter 230 Theoretical Master "Oliana"
Before I knew it, another two weeks had passed.
Levi was still busy with the integration and transformation of Zaun and Port of Beaconsfield, and he had no energy to pay attention to Ionia, which was thousands of miles away.
Thousands of miles away, on a ship near Ionia, Riven... no, "Orianna Leveque", has become a mentor in the hearts of many Ionians.
Because she is a leader and a believer of the true god Janna.
On the day that Janna came into the world, this ship of Ionian sailors happened to be in Piltover.
They all witnessed the supreme power of Goddess Gana with their own eyes, and naturally became loyal supporters of the Leaders Association.
Over the past two weeks, during the long voyage back to Ionia, they had been following Riven like the most devout and studious students, asking her for advice on the thoughts and theories of the goddess Janna.
Riven couldn't refuse, so she had to bite the bullet and teach everyone.
Fortunately, these Ionians were relatively simple and honest, and she had also spent a week on self-study, and had a book called "A Brief Account of Janna's Thought" as a textbook, so she was able to get by.
But unfortunately...
As Riven's "Leader's Small Classroom" lasted longer and longer, students' understanding of Janna's theory became deeper and deeper, and their curiosity and desire to explore became stronger and stronger.
Gradually, their problems became more and more complex and profound, making it difficult for people to cope with them.
Especially the cat-eared girl with Vastaya ancestry that Riven saw when she just woke up:
"Master Orianna, can I ask you another question?"
"Fia..." Riven has now become very familiar with this cat-eared girl.
She knew that the girl's name was Fia, a half-Ionian and half-Vastayan orc, from a medium-sized merchant family in the Ionian province of Baru.
At the same time, Fia is also the owner of this ship.
And after her parents passed away, it was the first time that she went out on her own to do business in Shuangcheng.
This allowed her to witness the coming of a true God that only appears once in a thousand years, and she also met a "Master Orianna" on the way.
"Feiya, you don't have to call me Master."
Looking at the cat-eared girl's respectful expression as if she were making a pilgrimage, Riven said helplessly:
"I said, I am just a beginner in Janna theory."
"I am just a student of Goddess Janna, just like everyone here."
“Master, you are so modest!” Fia and the Ionian sailors present all said with emotion: “You are humble and modest, and you hold a sharp sword in your arms without showing it. You are just as knowledgeable and modest as the sword master of our Barue Wuji Sword School!”
Riven: “…”
She could only sigh: "Anyway, just don't call me Master."
I don't deserve it.
Riven avoided the admiring gazes of the Ionians with a guilty conscience. She knew that she had almost become the executioner of the invasion of Ionia. She did not deserve the respect of these people.
"I understand..." Feiya seemed to finally understand what she meant.
The girl raised her cat ears excitedly and looked at me with admiration: "Orianna, what do you mean--"
"There is no distinction between high and low in revolution, and our relationship is not that of a master and a disciple with personal dependence in the traditional Ionian concept, but rather equal status and like-minded companions?"
"Uh..." If you say so, then so be it .
Feiya became more involved: "So I shouldn't call you Master, I should call you... Comrade Orianna?"
Comrade? Riven was slightly stunned.
Because Levi used this word from the Noxian word for "comrade". Marit used to call her that.
"No..." Riven tried to dispel the painful memory.
She quickly understood the exact meaning of the word that Fia said.
The same virtues lead to the same heart, and the same heart leads to comrades. Comrades are people with the same ideals.
But is she... really worthy of being a leader's comrade?
"Please call me Rui... call me Orianna, don't use any other name." This was all she could say.
"I understand!" Feiya understood again.
"Orianna, you are a special commissioner who came to Ionia to carry out underground work. We are about to return to Ionia now. We can't keep calling people comrades and expose our identities to the outside world."
"Uh..." Riven held her forehead with her hand.
Fia didn't understand her complicated expression at all. She just continued to ask, "Orianna, I want to ask another question. You have been using the Twin Cities and Noxus as examples to explain the theory of Goddess Janna to us."
"Then can you help us analyze the situation in Ionia and tell us how to save Ionia?"
As soon as this question was asked, the sailors present all looked at him expectantly. They were all Ionians, and of course they wanted to know how to save Ionia.
But Riven stood there awkwardly: "This..."
She was stumped now.
Why does she always use the Twin Cities and Noxus as examples in her lectures?
Because in Levi's book "A Brief Account of Janna's Thought", he only wrote about the Twin Cities and Noxus!
He didn't even mention Ionia, and based on the cultural theory level that Riven took in elementary school...
She is like a university lecturer who is just slacking off. If she doesn't have the PPT prepared by others, she doesn't even know how to teach the class.
"How to save Ionia? Sorry , I don't know yet." Riven had no choice but to honestly admit her ignorance.
The sailors present were indeed very disappointed. They did not expect that such a knowledgeable and talented "Master Orianna" could not say a word about the situation in Ionia.
However……
Feiya suddenly clenched her fists, her cat ears trembled, and she excitedly realized something: "Orianna, I understand!"
"Just like you told us in class before, we can only express opinions scientifically after we have practiced and investigated first."
"So that's it!" The sailors also understood.
It turns out that Master Orianna didn't answer not because she had nothing to say.
But she hasn't done any in-depth research on Ionia, so she doesn't want to make any random comments.
Riven: “…”
She suddenly realized that she no longer needed to teach.
Feiya and others are already able to give lectures to themselves.
"But we haven't reached the shore yet. If we want to investigate..."
This cat-eared girl can already assign classroom tasks to herself.
Her eyes lit up, and she pointed at herself and the sailors and said:
"Orianna, why don't you start with us?"
They are all Ionians, and their personal insights, life details, and life experiences can naturally reflect the social environment of Ionia to a certain extent.
If a social survey were to be conducted on Ionia, these people would certainly be the best interviewees now.
"Um... okay." Riven agreed somehow.
She subconsciously picked up the paper and pen, and then was slightly stunned:
How come she actually started investigating?
She's not the real leader... Do you really think of yourself as Orianna, Riven?
Riven had mixed feelings.
"Orianna? Orianna?" Fia's impatient call quickly brought her thoughts back to reality.
Well...just consider it as a disguise.
I can't let them know that I'm an evil Noxian, so I have to play the role of a leader.
Riven told herself this, and she finally concentrated enough to pick up the paper and pen and begin interviewing these Ionian sailors.
She didn't know how to conduct this social survey, so she had to use her previous skills in scouting for spies in the imperial-occupied areas to meticulously inquire about the sailors' personal information.
The first thing to ask is naturally the name.
Perhaps because she felt guilty, Riven had been deliberately keeping a distance from these Ionians in private over the past two weeks except for giving lectures.
So except for a few people like Fia who were very outgoing, she only knew the faces of others but didn't know their names.
She also took this opportunity to learn everyone's names.
"My name is Gouji."
"My name is Sai Yi."
“…”
The sailors gave their names one after another.
The more Riven listened, the more she felt something was wrong.
In the past, she had learned some Ionian in the warband in preparation for the invasion of Ionia.
She could tell that these sailors had strange names.
Their names in Ionian mean either dog, pig, thief, burglar, robber, or simply "bastard".
Who the hell would name their child "bastard"?
"Why do you call yourself that?" Riven asked in confusion.
"Because we were born as pariahs." The sailors looked at her incomprehensibly: "In Ionia, pariahs can only be given this kind of name."
"Huh?" Riven was a little shocked: "Untouchables?"
In her impression, and in the stereotype of most Valoran people, Ionia should be an idyllic paradise, a fantasy holy land where outsiders can cleanse their souls with a visit.
how……
“There are untouchables in Ionia?”
