Hutz stood in front of the newly raised walls of the city of Shurima, struggling to tiptoe - his gaze passed through the various turbans and landed on a notice affixed to the walls.

【Conscription Order】

Compared to most of the illiterate Shurima people, Hutz, who simply knew some Shurimar, should be considered a "cultural person", and he could see the content of the notice at a glance.

The great Emperor Shurima has returned, and the Emperor wants to regain the glory that belongs to Shurima, and is now recruiting troops.

No one would have cared about this conscription order without the previous premise - the warlords of Shurima spend most of the year conscripting, but never enough.

Shurima people are not stupid, these warlords are fighting endlessly for their own interests, and no one wants to get involved easily.

Only a handful of veterans will happily report on the conscription order – and then, when they get their settling-in payment, they will quickly disappear into the first battle and move on to the next victim......

That's right, the goal was to get settling-in money all along.

It is for this reason that the warlords of Shurima even have to pay the settling-in allowance in installments.

A vicious circle was born - the warlords of Shurima picked and searched, and the recruits became fewer and more dissatisfied, and over time, the military level of the entire Shurima region plummeted.

Once the Shurima were conquerors, armed with bronze weapons, the Shurima conquered all the lands they could see.

Later, the Shurima people became weak chickens, and it was difficult for them to even protect themselves in the face of the invasion of Noxus.

Recently, however, there seems to have been some change in the situation of Shurima.

At least that's the case in Shurima City, which is a good illustration of the fact that a conscription order was posted and was able to attract crowds.

It has to be said that the Sun Disk, the Emperor, and the Ascendant, these words that belong to the golden age of Shurima can easily resonate with those Shurima people who are dissatisfied with the current Shurima, and even without saying much, these people will come to the emperor's surroundings as soon as possible and offer their strength to the emperor.

And Hughes is one of them.

Reading the conscription order carefully, Hughes was pleasantly surprised to find that he seemed to be perfectly fit for the position of clerk - a Shurima man of a clean family, able to speak Shurima and the lingua franca, and could write and take notes.

Hughes was ready to take up his arms, but he was overjoyed to learn that he could take on a more decent position.

So, a happy Hughes went to the recruitment registration office and wanted to make a request to the person with the recruiter's sign.

It's a pity to have to queue up first.

In front of the recruiters, there was a long line of would-be Shurima warriors, men and women, who seemed to range in age from their teens to their forties, as long as they met the requirements of the conscription order.

Rubbing his hands, Hughes stood at the end of the line.

The crowd around seemed excited, and a couple of familiar guys tried to talk to Hutz - and there were even more of them after learning that Hughes was going to become a clerk.

This situation even caused some confusion in the ranks around Hutz for a while.

Thankfully, things didn't get any worse - before the formation was completely disrupted, Hughes finally made it to the recruiter.

The recruiter looked to be a Shurima man in his thirties, his skin darkened and shiny from long hours of sun exposure, and he looked like waxed obsidian - he held a conscription registration form in his hand, shirtless, bulging muscles with a well-defined line and a sense of strength.

"Name?" The recruiter's voice was full of anger, but slightly hoarse, "What kind of troops are you going to enlist?" ”

"Hughes." Faced with the recruiter's question, Hughes honestly spoke, "I intend to enlist as a clerk." ”

"Clerk?" It seemed to be a rare person to enlist as a clerk, the recruiter glanced up at Hughes, then nodded, and seemed to be satisfied with Hughes's temperament, "Very good young man - promising, His Majesty the Emperor needs someone like you." ”

"For Your Majesty!" Hearing the recruiter's appreciation, Hughes subconsciously puffed up his chest, "It's my honor." ”

Seeing Hughes's excited appearance, the corner of the recruiter's mouth finally had a smile, he filled in Hugh's name on his form, and then raised his hand to point Hughes to the next place to be assessed - the clerk's assessment is not the same as that of ordinary soldiers, and the content is completely different.

Hughes firmly clicked the recruiter's words a few times, and after confirming where he was going next, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and quickened his pace.

"Looking at the recruiter's appearance, he should be very satisfied, right?"

"The clerk should be a relatively scarce type of troops, and the difficulty of the assessment may be appropriately relaxed?"

"I really hope that the next assessment will be so smooth......

With trepidation, Hughes passed through an archway to the clerk's examination office.

Compared to the heat of the initial registration point outside, the Clerk's Examination Office was much cooler - it was a small room, located inside the walls of Shurima.

That's right, the inside of Shurima's city walls is not the inside of Shurima's city.

The entire width of Shurima's walls is almost 100 meters wide - after it rises completely from the yellow sand, Shurima City has almost an additional urban area.

Such a thick wall is naturally not completely solid, there are many entrances and exits inside and outside the city wall, and there are also many rooms, and the place where Hughes is now assessed is one of the small rooms.

"Report!" Standing at the door of the room, Hughes puffed out his chest and tried to look like the legendary soldier who belonged to the emperor, "I'm Hughes, I'm here to be examined by the clerk!" ”

"Don't be nervous."

The examiner of the clerk was a middle-aged woman with blonde hair, her eyes were always narrowed, and she looked very kind—after meeting Hughes who deliberately showed a "military temperament", she smiled and signaled that Hughes should not be so nervous.

“…… Be. ”

Hughes blinked a little bewildered, then sat down in a chair across from her, as the examiner had instructed.

"Hughes, right?" Seeing Hughes sit down, the examiner spoke again, "Do you know how to read and write in Rima and the lingua franca?" ”

"That's right." Hughes nodded confidently, "I'm good at this, and when I was in the caravan, I used to trade with Piltover. ”

"Very good." Hearing about the Piltover trade, the smile on the examiner's face grew, "Come, read this article, ...... in two languages"

"Ancient Shurima ......"

Ten minutes later, Hughes passed the test - as he walked out of the small room, he felt as if he was stepping on cotton, an inexplicable sense of unreality.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind - "I became the emperor's soldier?!" ”