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Swen slowly walked up to God Tone, his gaze sweeping over God Tone's white sweatshirt and shorts, causing his brows to furrow involuntarily. In this solemn moment, Swen hoped that every Summoner would appear in the most serious manner, and God Tone's casual attire clearly contradicted his expectations. The medal in Swen's hand gleamed under the lights as he lowered his head and said in a voice that was almost private, "Hey... could you wear something a bit more formal?"
God Tone, upon hearing Swen's words, clearly did not appreciate the comment. His response was typical of God Tone; he replied nonchalantly, "What the hell does it matter to you?" Although his voice was not loud, it was exceptionally clear in the quiet hall. This carefree attitude and language caused nearby nobles and officials to glance over, some even unable to suppress a soft sigh.
Facing God Tone's unrestrained demeanor, Swen showed no anger; instead, a strange smile appeared on his face. At that moment, he deeply understood that God Tone represented the spirit of Noxus—fearless and straightforward, never backing down even in front of the powerful. The medal in Swen's hand shimmered under the dim light; he chose not to say anything further but decided to express his recognition of God Tone's spirit through action.
He forcefully struck the medal against God Tone's chest, a powerful motion that caused the medal to pierce through the fabric. God Tone felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but groan loudly, "Ah!" His voice echoed throughout the hall, causing a slight stir. However, for God Tone, this pain was not merely physical; it symbolized glory, representing his official status as a hero of Noxus.
Swen's actions made everyone present deeply feel the traditions and spirit of Noxus. They understood that in Noxus, power is everything; even the way medals are awarded is filled with strength and decisiveness. God Tone rubbed his chest as the pain gradually subsided, replaced by an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and pride. He puffed out his chest; that shining medal became the most precious honor of his life.
As God Tone felt the sting of the medal on his chest, an involuntary expression of embarrassment crossed his face as he emotionally retorted, "Damn! Do you have to do it like this?" His voice mixed pain with dissatisfaction towards Swen's direct and rough approach. However, Swen merely wore a triumphant smile as if he had anticipated God Tone's reaction. He did not stop his actions or say another word; it seemed that God Tone's response was part of what he expected, adding a unique blend of seriousness and casualness to the awarding ceremony.
Wei Dong, standing next to God Tone, appeared somewhat helpless at his brother's loud complaints. He unceremoniously kicked God Tone on the calf and whispered reproachfully, "Damn! Can you be quiet? Stop whining." Wei Dong's voice carried both brotherly authority and frustration at caring for his younger brother, showing that even in such a formal setting, the bond between The Two Brothers remained close-knit and noisy.
This scene made others present smile secretly; God Tone's straightforwardness and Wei Dong's handling once again showcased the unique team atmosphere and personality of Noxus' Summoner squad. Even during such a solemn coronation ceremony, they maintained their individuality without losing the spirit of Noxus.
As Swen and Darius slowly walked through the serious and solemn atmosphere to award silver iron medals symbolizing supreme honor and fearless courage to those brave Summoners one by one, the air in the Assembly Hall seemed to freeze. When this moment arrived and they finally stood before Yanyan, the crowd in the hall seemed to foresee this historic moment as they collectively raised their hands in anticipation of the solemn oath about to be declared. Darius accurately pinned the medal of supreme honor onto Yanyan’s chest; then he raised his hand high with great force as if that power and conviction could penetrate through the entire hall. His voice was rock-solid, resonating in every listener’s heart: "Noxus! Forever immortal!"
At that moment, an explosive response erupted from everyone present: "Noxus! Forever immortal!" This wave of sound shook every soul and brought an unprecedented climax to the atmosphere in the hall. This voice did not just echo within this Assembly Hall; its reverberations spread throughout every corner of Immortal Fortress and even resonated across Noxus' land. This was not only the highest praise for these five brave Summoners but also a tribute to Noxus' indomitable spirit of perseverance and forward momentum.
In that moment, Yanyan and the other four Summoners felt an unprecedented sense of glory and pride. Their names would forever be etched in Noxus' history as part of the first group to successfully challenge and defeat Nightmare Difficulty heroes. Their courage and wisdom would be sung by future generations as models for those who come after them. This coronation ceremony was not just an affirmation of their past achievements but also a promise for their future—a message telling them to go further in Noxus' name so that their names would remain immortal throughout Noxus' historical river.
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