League of Legends Millennium Warlord

After being entertained for three days, Leicester sent off the little guests from Yodel City. Only Lulu chose to stay for a while longer. After saying goodbye to Leicester, he and Pixar embarked on a journey to find a fantasy and wonderland. .

For Tristana, who is strict with herself, taking three days off is an exception among the exceptions. The other yordles also have their own things to do, so naturally they won't stay at Lester's house for too long.

"My Healing Game"

In the southern suburbs of Demacia, as the high-purity forbidden magic stone on the pedestal slate truck is getting higher and higher, the construction progress of the forbidden magic giant statue has become a daily anecdote for all Demacian people. Seeing that the withered statue has reached the eighth mark. It is tall, but the construction of the statue has not yet reached the waist, which makes many Demacians believe that Master Durang is really going to make a big guy.

Unfortunately, the Demacian's excitement was soon hit hard by the sudden accident.

When the colossus was 13 meters high, a craftsman accidentally stepped on the air, and the rope tied to his waist broke. The craftsman fell from a ten-meter-high position and died on the spot.

The blood of the craftsman stained the right foot of the colossus, and everyone froze in place. The southern suburbs had to stop working for a day. Durant called Lester and Theresa to discuss the safety of the craftsmen.

"We need stronger ropes! Today's flax ropes simply cannot guarantee the life of the craftsman!"

The messy short brown hair was knotted like a bird's nest in early spring. Durant, who was wearing a short-sleeved overalls, patted a broken rope on the table.

Lester took a look and recognized that it was a three-strand hemp rope. It might be because there were too many ropes used in engineering. The craftsman hangs up.

Theresa frowned on the side, he didn't agree with Durang's reason for making a move.

"But the linen rope is already the strongest rope we can find. Even the linen rope is very scarce now. The recent linen has been collected completely. Your Excellency Durang, we can't do better, let alone , this is the problem that the craftsman himself accidentally caused."

"If the rope were thicker, Fern wouldn't die!"

"If this craftsman had been more careful, he would not have died."

"Lord Theresa, 'this craftsman', he has a name, his name is Fern!"

"Okay, Fern Fern, I understand, but why did something happen to him and nothing happened to others?"

Things were deadlocked, and Lester could only knock on the table to signal the two to calm down.

"You two, now is not the time to quarrel,

The project cannot continue to stop, otherwise it will seriously delay the construction period, the Freljord will soon go south, and Galio must be completed on schedule, do you understand? How many people would have died in Demacia without Galio? Two people, this is a war without gunpowder, and we have no room for bargaining. "

Taking a deep breath, Duran nodded, as did Teresa.

"very good."

Lester picked up the broken linen again.

"In the future work, we must give top priority to the inspection of safety ropes, and do not use any worn ropes. This is what we can do at present. In addition, we should take the initiative to obtain more from other countries through trade. If there is enough flax or rope, we can make thicker rope, Master Duran, Your Excellency Theresa, do you understand what I mean? If there is a problem, we should find a way to solve it, so that the problem can become more and more less."

The two nodded.

"Go ahead and do it when you understand. I don't want to see a second stoppage. This will seriously dampen the enthusiasm of the craftsmen. As for Fern's funeral, I think Lord Jarvan will not be stingy with his favor. Other craftsmen will not be stingy. The ideological work is still up to you, Master Durand."

"I see, I will resume work on time tomorrow."

After Durant left, Teresa didn't show any disdain to Lester.

"Look, Your Excellency Lester, these mud legs are too much to do. In order to defend this country, how many people have our nobles died on the battlefield? Now such an important project, if only one mud leg dies, it will stop work. I don’t know how to be polite and I don’t know how to be grateful. If I dare to stop work today, will I dare to ask for a noble title tomorrow?

I never think about what I have done for this country. These scumbags only know what to take, and they have no positive effect like those foreign refugees... In my opinion, Lord Jarvan is still too kind to these guys. "

Without responding to Teresa's words, Lester stammered.

"They have their responsibilities, we have ours, everyone is the same, just work hard... Your Excellency Theresa, I have to trouble you about buying more linen."

Theresa nodded, her face a little embarrassed.

"Having said that, this matter is really not easy to handle. We have basically bought out the flax from the villages in the south of the Silver Mountains. If we want to get more flax, we can only go to the neighbors in the east in a short time. wanted."

"Is Noxus Jade Collar? Although we Demacia and Jade Collar have a little friction, who would have a hard time with money? We can make more money if we run out of money, but it will take fifteen years for our soldiers to renew after we lose our soldiers. growing up."

"That's true, then I'll take my leave, Your Excellency Lester."

"Please."

…

When the moonlight fell, Demacia indulged in the silence of the insects. A drunk middle-aged man shook his body and passed the inspection of the fearless pioneer and came to the southern suburbs.

Durant climbed onto the pedestal of the colossus along the scaffolding, sat down at the feet of the colossus, and burped. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The blood stains on his right foot have long dried up and turned into dark patches. Durang scratched his messy hair, his expression a little dejected.

"Although I really want to refute, but... Your Excellency Lester is right, Galio, your existence is more meaningful than us ordinary people, our death will not affect the development of Demacia, and if you don't show up , Demacia will be hurt by those evil mages, and more innocents will appear."

The man put his hand on the solid and reliable instep of the colossus. The thing on the instep carried the man's lifelong expectations. From the bottom of his heart, he longed to create a legend belonging to Demacia with his own hands.

"Child, I believe that you can play an incomparable role. The Forbidden Stone is the most magical thing in this world. Evil magic is raging everywhere in this world, and life is ruined. Only this holy thing can wash away those filth. This is a miracle, and you will be a miracle shaped by miracles, you are the child of miracles, my child."

The dizzy man was lying on the instep of the colossus, and the hem of his clothes covered the blood stains on the instep.

Here, Durang could see farther, and the man's line of sight was a bit like a lake, as if he had traveled through time and space and saw the great miracle that happened a thousand years ago.

"My grandma once told me a great story... Hiccup~Nezuker, some people say he is an elemental mage in the eastern jungle of Shurima, and some people say he is the emperor of Shurima, in short, Netzukir built a sky fortress called 'Monolith', which drove away all kinds of monsters on the continent of Shurima and saved many people."

The middle-aged man leaned on the calf of the colossus, opened his eyes with difficulty, and closed them quickly after failing.

"Galio, I want to be like that too, can you be my 'monolith'..."