League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Chapter 293: Blue Bird Janna

Filling the medium-sized [Magic Element Stones] completely consumes one-twentieth of Lester's inventory. He doesn't know if the magic element he absorbed and stored is a normal human body reserve, but it feels like a big money in magic element. not bad.

"This is your house number, don't lose it."

Lester was also speechless after taking over the feathered house number of the Vastaya feathers.

Said to be a key, it is actually a wooden feather badge with numbers written on it. The workmanship is as scribbled as it is scribbled. If it weren't for the vastaya blue feather as a logo, Lester could make countless numbers at will.

Noticing that there were no magic fluctuations on it, Lester knew that the hotel he was staying in was probably a good place to pick up things on the road and stay closed at night.

Even the tree house in Praia Village has only a symbolic (harmonious) latch on the inside of the door, the door will not lock at all and cannot be locked if there is no one in the house, except for the basic bed and table. , and nothing worth stealing, unless it is stealing.

After saying hello to Ogman and Nalle, Lestra, who was wearing a blue bird, held Lulu's small hand, and carried Pixar, who was sitting on his shoulders, back to the room.

"Lulu, Pixar, I'm going out to find out some news, you guys stay here and wait for me."

"Hmm~ Little Lenny, Lulu wants to go too, can you bring Lulu? Please~ Okay~"

Holding Lester's right hand reluctantly, she shook it. Lulu's green eyes shone with a charming light, like a small animal that was about to be abandoned. Lester laughed and squeezed lightly with her left hand. He squeezed the yordle's delicate and smooth little face.

"I've used cute tricks too many times, and it's useless for me~ My dear, I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."

Lulu, with her mouth shriveled, watched Lester leave. After the man had completely left, the yordle's smart and cunning eyes instantly found Pixar, and under the somewhat speechless expression of the little fairy, she smiled evilly.

"Hey, little Lenny has left, I announce! Lulu and Pixar's special operations team, set off immediately!"

"Ha, where are you going?"

"Of course I'm looking for little Lenny~"

...

Indifferently observing everything in front of him, Lester thought to himself.

If the Emerald Collar is a representative (harmonious) gathering place for humans to rule over nature and transform nature, with a sophisticated layout like a large-scale war machine, then the Presidian is a harmonious product that combines scattered villages and nature with divine will. There is a sense of utopian fantasy.

Ionia, which is mainly based on the gathering industry and has a magical agricultural society, is an ideal utopian society that allows animism to exist and has no industrial age ideology. Lester has always believed that there must be certain influencing factors. , Normally speaking, this is an illogical form of deformed social development.

Compared with the moment when it was invaded by Noxus hundreds of years later, Ionia at this moment is more primitive, and even Leicester can't even find the person in charge of an area. It's just a group of [scattered soldiers], it's not a climate at all,

No wonder the future Ionia was slaughtered by Noxus as a fat sheep. If it continues to develop naturally, after a thousand years, Ionia will still be like this, and there will be no progress at all. The wheels are crushed and become fleeting.

Without a unified will, no matter how powerful Ionia's heroes are, they will only be divided, bought, and damaged in internal friction.

If he wants to, using the power of the Emerald Leader and adopting the means of tenderness, Lester has a 70% certainty to conquer the whole of Ionia and establish a puppet regime.

Take Presidian as an example. Precidian covers an area of ​​more than 100,000 square kilometers. It is vast and fertile. It is composed of hundreds of small and large villages. There are hundreds of elders and masters who symbolize the ruling class alone. There are hundreds of elders, but none of them can really make decisions on behalf of Presidian. Whether it is in terms of liberating productivity or using productivity to maintain war potential, the efficiency is extremely low.

Although the military dictatorship of the Emerald Leader is as backward as Demacia's aristocratic parliamentary system, at least it will not take a month to count how many elders can give legal opinions when mobilizing soldiers, and another month Time to count how many legitimate opinions the elders have issued, and finally take another month to confirm whether the legitimate opinions come from the brain, not the ass.

As long as there is a will, Lester can make half of the Ionian elders sit on the Noxian stool and let out a loud cry, making the other half full of hesitation.

Not to mention individual combat effectiveness, even the militia organizations established in each village are disorganized. In Lester's view, it is not so much that the militia maintains the law and order in Navoli province, but it is the integrity practitioners who pass by. Heroes who like to draw their swords to help maintain the peace of Ionia, as for the provincial soldiers who are out of production...

What it is?

Can you eat?

Thousands of militia regiments were simply unable to resist the 100-person phalanx charge of the Emerald-led Black Iron Guards. Unless there were swordsmen in the wind like Yasuo and Li Qing or high-end warrior monks from Shuoji Shenlong, no matter how many people there were. When the Corps came, it was also a death sentence. A war with a force that was not even an amateur army would only be a massacre.

Walking on the dirt path of Presidian, there are all kinds of Ionians coming and going. The complex types of Vastaya people opened a lot of eyes to Lester, and the man also noticed a few. A guy who is suspected to be the Thieves League, but he doesn't wear a ring.

Facing the shy girl in Vastaya who was passing by, she smiled and said hello, but the aura of Janna on the top of her head suddenly became much weaker. This discovery made Lester's face stiff and uncomfortable.

No longer in the mood to flirt with the beautiful Vastaya girl, in the disappointed eyes of the girl, Lester found a natural square and sat down, holding the illusory blue bird down from his head.

Different from the high-spirited appearance just now, Janna at this moment has become a lot more illusory, returning directly to the state that she first saw on the Sea of ​​Watchers.

Lester forcibly suppressed his anger and said softly to the closed-eyed Blue Bird.

"Gyan Alem, why are you suddenly so weak?"

"I, heard, now, the sea, over there, human, yes, calling, just..."

"Just go and help them, right?"

"Um."

"Did they give you the power of faith?"

Lester knew that he might have asked a nonsense, but the man still had a bit of luck.

After a pause, Janna's voice came again.

"Give... a little..."

A little bit.

I charged Janna with electricity for more than three months, and Janna used it cleanly with one spell, and then only received it,

A little bit?

A little, how much?

Silently watching the incarnation of the blue bird whose palm was so weak that it was illusory, Lester suddenly lost the mood to continue asking.

The irritable Lester understood for the first time what it feels like to be abused and bullied by the baby he loves like a treasure. The key is that his baby ran over to be bullied, and there is no place to reason.

Seemingly aware of the man's unhappiness, Jade Bird tapped the man's palm with its beak, with a hint of indebtedness in her tone.

"Yes, sorry, I use, your, strength, go, help, now, someone else..."

"You know, I don't care about this, I just feel that it's not worth your actions to hurt yourself."

"You, don't, get angry, sad, now, good, bad?"

Seeing that Lester was still sullen and didn't speak, Jade Bird hesitated for a while, and prepared to use the remaining power of faith to transform into an elf form, and apologize to his followers. After all, in his opinion, his followers seem to be very Love the in-depth communication.

Even if such an act would completely dissipate his own blue bird avatar, even if the next incarnation that could gather faith might take years to reunite, he would do it.

"I don't need you to do this."

However, Lester suddenly felt Janna's own determination from the [Elena Translator], and quickly wrapped the small body of the blue bird with both hands, only the bird's head was exposed from the gap of the thumb, just like before. That's what they did when they first met.

"Anyway, just stay by my side. If you leave me, I will never forgive you or believe in you."

When the words fell, Lester realized that his words were a bit like a child's anger, and he couldn't help but stunned, and then sighed deeply.

"OK."

Putting the blue bird on his head again, Lester, who was not very happy, suddenly added in a low voice.

"Also, write down the name of the captain who saved you but didn't believe in you and didn't provide you with strength and tell me, don't always be stupid, just know that blindly paying will definitely not work, you have to learn to take the initiative to create gains, in the future you will When you want to help others, remember to tell me, lest no one will feel sorry for you when you are bullied..."

Glancing blankly at the chattering man, Jade Bird lowered his head and skillfully placed the bird's fart in a comfortable hair nest.

He is not a human being, and he does not know what mood he is in right now, but he does not hate this state of being able to relax and feel at ease.

Before that, Ghan Alem had always thought that he was a gust of wind, a gust of wind that blew across other people's cheeks but couldn't take anything away.

The wind is everywhere, but out of reach,

The wind never stops, it just flies from one place to another alone.

Since the beginning of its birth, Ghan Alem has existed to help humans sailing on the sea. Some people need to be prepared before the storm comes, some people need to disperse the wind and rain to save their lives, and some people want to have a smooth sailing, He sailed all the way to the other side of the sea by the breeze to obtain wealth, and through various thoughts and prayers, Ghan Alem was born, and even the name [Ghan Alem] is a Zaan up,

It was man who gave him life and his will, so he was willing to do his duty, always putting people first.

Ghan Alem exists from the beginning to the end because of human beliefs. He helps humans get out of their predicaments, and then harvests the power to maintain their own beliefs, waiting for the next appearance. If the power is exhausted, the weak belief Slowly re-condensing the incarnation, re-accumulating strength, waiting for the next life-saving, this has always been the case, thousands of years, and maybe the reincarnation after 10,000 years.

Perhaps there is a problem with the simple way of communication, or perhaps human beings are ruthless and ungrateful creatures,

No one has ever said anything other than asking and gratitude to him, and no believers have ever thought about problems from his perspective, except that some crew members driven by desire have forcibly given him a [female] attitude and godliness, for thousands of years. During the time, He had little gain. Before the Shurima Empire promulgated the decree [forbidding worship of false gods], He was the most powerful, and even at that time, the power He possessed was only able to respond to the believers’ requests on a daily basis. After the request, the female elf incarnation is normally maintained.

He never left anything for himself until he met a special believer who said that in this world, when he was bullied by others, he would feel distressed... her.

she?

Isn't he?

Jade Bird was stunned, a little confused by the unfamiliar feelings he had and the gender recognition he had for the first time.

Looking back on his past, Ghan-Arem found that only after he had contacted him, was he willing to become her willingly, because in this way he could respond to his love for himself, and so was the shadow creature who was incarnated as a woman I did, I told myself the same.

His love for himself seems to be completely different from other believers. Although he doesn't know what this is, Ghan Alem understands that if he loses such love, he will be very sad.

Not knowing that the emotions of Janna, who had tasted the primitive human emotions for the first time, were very complicated, Lester was attracted by the hurried steps of the Presidian.

The reason for coming out was to obtain some unexpected information~www.readwn.com~ Lester naturally would not miss such an opportunity, quickly mixed into the crowd, and walked in one direction.

This is an open space that is very common in Presidian. It is common to see such an empty space at the entrance of every village. It seems that it is not like a village without leaving an open space.

Above the clearing, a brief battle was taking place against the Ionian, a well-characterized Shoji monk. And the other is a total weirdo.

The wooden poles and lampposts used as weapons were randomly inserted into the ground. The strange man was wearing a thick dark purple fur coat and a porous iron mask on his face.

The odd man has three fingers on each hand, and his dry skin is a dry purple-grey,

After getting close to each other for several rounds, the weird man's three thick but flexible fingers clenched into a fist, easily fending off the monk's flying kick. The monk who lost his balance was thrown directly to the ground.

Rolling and standing up, the monk raised his numb arms a little embarrassedly and was about to attack again. Finally, after thinking about it, the monk still folded his hands and bowed to the strange man.

From a technical point of view, the monk who was overturned has already lost the battle, and if he fights again, it will be inferior to the monk who pursues the spirit of martial arts.

"You are really amazing, I lost, and I am convinced."

Standing with his palms on his chest, the three-fingered geek also bowed his head slightly and bowed back, watching the monk join the crowd.

The eccentric's etiquette is in place, but his tone is extraordinarily domineering and arrogant.

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