League of Legends Millennium Warlord

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"It's not dead, your life is hard enough."

Watching the filthy girl climb into the tub, Lester took a look at the girl's black and thin body, and handed over the soap made of plant ash.

The alchemy process in Shurima is very advanced, most of the technology has been lost with the decline of the Shurima Empire, but the technology of soap preparation has been preserved, so that everyone can have something to pick up with a pout.

"Use this to wash, I've seen it, your body has no wounds, so don't be afraid of infection."

"Thank you master."

"Don't call me master, I'm not going to take you away, this room is reserved for you, if Cecidis is not stupid, he won't let anyone hurt you, you are the safest here,

After your injury is healed, you need to walk the rest of the road by yourself. I can't take care of you for the rest of your life, so don't talk about feelings with me, I'm not doing all this for you. "

Hearing what Lester said, the girl lowered her head again and silently rubbed her bruised body with soap.

No longer looking at the girl, Lester wiped the blood-stained cold iron spear with the silk towel sent by Cecidis, and said sternly.

"You must have learned to fight somewhere, whether you fell down the stairs or fell to the ground, your defensive posture was perfect, you had a good teacher, that kept you alive, I believe you are here You can get a lot of growth, just need a knife, just be a little stronger, and you can take out those three scavengers alone."

"You kept me alive."

The girl stubbornly looked at the man, but the man did not respond to his gaze at all, still staring at the long spear.

"I just don't want three smelly mice to interfere with my eating."

"Thank you."

"For me, this thank you is enough. I'll go out for a while. You can always live here, or you can have someone get you a knife and leave at any time. The choice is yours."

"Can you not leave?"

The girl's retention came from behind, and the man's footsteps only paused before continuing to move forward.

"Whether I go or not, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"will you come back?"

"do not know."

With the sound of 'winter', the luxurious mahogany door was closed. The girl silently lowered her head, looked at her poor body, and rubbed the soap against her skin with all her might, wishing to rub the skin, but unfortunately, the strong application was applied to protect herself. At this moment, the dye made himself lose the last chip.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Cecidis, who was waiting outside the door, came over with a face.

"Sir, do you have any other orders? The little one must do it right away."

"I will stay here for a while and get me a map of Targon, which must have information on most of the forces of Targon, especially the sect of Targon."

"No problem, my lord, please rest here, I will do my best to handle this matter."

Watching Cecidis bend over to leave, Lester also left the most luxurious hotel in Nerima Jie.

As the core area of ​​Nerima Jie, Lester walking on the street can see three teams of armored warriors constantly patrolling. The shops and elegantly dressed residents here are also the most powerful and powerful of Nerima Jie. Helping people, relying on fish and meat from oases and rivers, the dilapidated Nerima Jie has become self-sufficient, feeding more than 100,000 people.

According to Ester's personal judgment, Nerima Jie, with its superior geographical environment, is an absolute battleground for military strategists. If you want to compete with Shurima, it is enough to win Nerima Jie and cultivate for more than ten years. Raised an army of 100,000 iron armors that swept across the continent of Shurima. To the west is the Titan Mountains. There is no shortage of coal, iron and copper mines on the mountain, but for some reason, the great warlords on Shurima are always in a strange balance. No one can do real crushing.

This is not to say that there are no ambitious warlords who have considered farming and exploding soldiers. In fact, there are already many amazing people on the continent of Shurima, but the end of these people is often not very good.

The Leiters family, who was wiped out by the emerald leader, was also a member of the seed players competing for the Shurima Continent, but was stripped clean by Hector and hung on the city wall as dried meat. The human skins hanging on the city walls are probably as impressive as the Japanese fish flags, which makes the skinning punishment of Nerima Jie the most cruel and deterrent punishment, which has been handed down in the More family.

After collecting his thoughts, Lester glanced at the sky-high peak in the west. The man already had his own answer to why the conquests on the Shurima Continent continued.

The Bible once told a story. At that time, the world’s language had not been changed by God. All peoples on earth wanted to build a high tower leading to heaven. For the united human beings, the tower was built only a matter of time.

It’s just that God knows about this, so naturally it can’t be done. Before the Tower of Babel was built, God messed up the languages ​​on the ground. One hundred people have one hundred languages. They could no longer communicate with each other, so they took up the swordsman one after another, and chose to shut up the same kind of noise forever.

Shaking his head, Lester stopped looking at Targon.

Walking on the street, Lester observed everything around him. Until sunset and dusk, the man didn't find what he was looking for, but according to Cecidis' attitude, Nerima Jie would definitely have the blade of the night. 's base.

This is the only way for him to communicate with Xina, and it is also the key to relying on the layout of the emerald collar.

Back at the hotel again, Lester ate some desert delicacies, returned to the room, and pushed open the door.

The girl put on a plain cloth and lay upright on the bed like a wild dark Dracula. The dirty tub had been disposed of, and the room was covered with flower petals. I have to say, Cecidis Still very nice to people.

Even after taking a bath, the girl's skin still exudes a dull and ugly luster. The black and gray face and skin are like burns, which look disgusting, but the bones don't look like ugly ghosts.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the girl sat up in a daze. Seeing the man's calm face, the girl's face was overjoyed.

"Master, I thought you weren't coming back."

"I said, don't call me master, I call Lester, I just need to do something in this city when I come back."

"Master Lester, no matter what, I want to repay you."

"I don't need your answer."

"You don't need to be your business, I want to repay it is mine, no matter what, I have to go home and give you my most important thing."

Lester was amused.

"What important things can a little girl have? It's not so useless to talk about yourself. I like listening to stories, as long as you tell them interesting enough."

The girl pushed open the window and pointed to the vast starry sky opposite the crescent moon. Beneath the starry sky was a towering and precipitous mountain peak. Legend has it that on that mountain lived a stalwart giant god.

That was the beginning of her misery.

"My home is under that mountain. My father, Nielsen, is a warrior of Rahorak. This year he qualified to climb Targon, but he never came back.

My mother was out fighting and died on the battlefield, leaving me alone at home. I was going to go to my uncle's place... A month ago, the sand bandits at the foot of the mountain suddenly ransacked the village. I quit the sand bandits, but I was caught by the sand bandits. Because I was too ugly, I was sold to Judd by the sand bandits for one silver coin. He wanted to train me to be a soldier to die, but I even He couldn't even pick up the knife, he said I was a waste, and he wasted a silver coin. "

"One silver coin? Then Judd may be really blind."

The girl's eyes lit up.

"Then how much do you think I'm worth?"

The man snapped his fingers and put up two in a smile.

"No more."

…

After two months of training, the girl named Octavia regained her health, but this was not the thing that pleased her the most. She was most proud of being able to convince a powerful man to go to Mount Targon with her. Achievement, but she didn't know that the man's original purpose was Jushen Peak, which just saved a guide fee.

Riding on the back of old Babe, Octavia hugged the man's body from behind to prevent himself from falling off on the bumpy road. He lived a life of carefree food and clothing in Nerima, and was almost held by him. A teenage girl whose life corrodes understands the importance of power and power.

Everything changed when the master of Nerima Jie knelt tremblingly in front of Lester.

She decides to embark on the path of quest for power.

In the next month or so, the old Babe could only walk for a while and take a break. The road of the Giant God Mountain is not easy to walk. Even if it cannot be compared with the steepness of the Giant God Mountain, it is enough to surpass most of the known Runelands. of mountains.

For Lester, who has been to the Dragon Crest Mountain in Ionia, this kind of road is just right to hone his will.

Hone the will of the old Babe, after all, only the old Babe is the happiest.

The cold wind is like a bone scraping knife, and the frozen skin hurts. From time to time, a few hungry beasts will jump down on the jagged rocks. Even the stones at the feet are blocking the progress of the old baby. Seeing that the old baby is completely Unable to walk, Lester could only regretfully take the girl with two silver coins, which was still somewhat useful, from Scarash's back to prevent the old Babe from overturning.

"It's very close. My clansmen are at the foot of the Giant God's Peak. We only need to climb over this mountain to reach it. It won't take a day."

Wearing a thick fur coat, Octavia pointed to the peak of God hidden above the clouds.

"That's really nice."

Pulling on the reins of old Babe, Lester looked up at the darkening sky.

"It's time to find a place to camp. It's too dangerous to drive the night road on the mountain. If you go further, you will inevitably die a few wolves or something."

There was no suitable cave nearby, so the two found a leeward place and lit a bonfire, and the old Babe knelt on the ground as a wall and began to rest.

Lester looked up at the other side of the mountain after eating a random bit of jerky and stone biscuits that he carried with him.

"What does Mount Targon mean to you Lakhor people? You know that climbers will never come back. Isn't this a loss of powerful warriors in vain? If you count the climbers who died on Mount Targon, You Rakor people should be able to easily take down many villages and towns outside the Titan Mountains, why do you have to live in such a harsh environment?"

"Because that's what we Lakhor people do."

Octavia sighed.

"This is the place of origin of our Rakkor people, the root that we can't cut off, we guard the next generation in the Holy Peak, we must wait for the choice of the giant god, so we can't go anywhere, the Sun Sect and The Moon Sect controls everything, and the apostates will be executed. Only Rahorak picks up the spear and round shield to go down the mountain to fight against the enemy to defend the tribe, but Rahorak needs to obey the words of the two giant **** sects. understaffed situation.”

"That is to say, the highest status of your Rakkor people is the sacrifice of the two sects of the Lieyang and Jiaoyue, and the next is the most powerful military sect, Lahorak, right?"

"That's right, but the giant gods of the sun and the moon have left the mountain for hundreds of years. The sects of the sun and the moon that have lost the glory of the giant gods do nothing but read scriptures and pray every day. If If they will do something, I am afraid my father and mother will not die,

The powerful Rahorak was separated by the two major sects to serve as sect guards, and the remaining Rahorak warriors who defended the tribe were simply understaffed and had to deal with many enemies each time. "

"Looks like there's a big problem with the Rakkores."

Lester began to think about the meaning of his coming to the Giant God Peak. In addition to helping the Lieyang Protoss find and cultivate a suitable host, he felt that he should do something, such as making some arrangements, or thinking of a way to get rid of the seal.

Over the night, the two of them and an old Bebe successfully reached the mountain crest line on the outer ring of the Giant God Peak. From the mountain crest line, the terrain began to sink, forming a "U"-shaped ring-shaped lowland with the mountain peak again. like donuts,

The green space at the foot is full of spring, the domed wooden houses built by the Lakhor people can be seen everywhere, cattle and sheep and some unknown herbivorous creatures on the giant mountain are leisurely grazing on the grass, and many towering wooden towers have them. A warning device similar to a beacon tower, a warrior with a longbow was monitoring everything nearby, and Lester soon noticed a group of fierce warriors looking at him viciously with weapons.

Looking down from a high altitude, the area at the foot of Mount Targon is like a ring valley. It is completely different from the wind, snow and severe cold on the mountain. The foot of the mountain is full of greenery. Until this moment, Lester didn't understand why the Rakkor people could be there. Survival in such a harsh environment as the Giant God Peak.

"There are two groups of people with different lifestyles among the Lakhor people, one is herdsmen, who choose to take their herds to live and graze in green grass in different seasons, and the other are tribal people, who have lived for generations. Settled here and lived by farming and hunting."

"Is this your home?"

"No, my home has been burned by sand bandits."

While the two were talking, twelve warriors in leather beast armor quickly climbed up the mountain ridge and surrounded Lester and the girl with their weapons.

Behind the bearded man at the head is a large red cloak, and there is an obvious scar under his right eyelid. Unlike other spear warriors who wear leather animal armor, the man wears a bright copper stomach breastplate and greaves. The bronze helmet protects the weak point. The left hand holds a shield and the right hand holds a sharp iron spear. There is also a rough iron sword hanging from the waist.

Judging from the man's standing posture, Lester was sure that the warrior in front of him was a man with extremely rich combat experience.

"Uncle Hussman!"

While Beard was still hesitating, Octavia had already run to the man, the familiar voice made Beard's eyes red, the man put down his weapon and knelt on the ground, hugging the girl tightly.

Seeing this scene, the other Rakkor warriors also put down their weapons, but they were still quite vigilant towards the extremely threatening Lester.

"I didn't expect to see you again one day... Thank God, Weiya, you have lost weight, how much hardship have you suffered these days, those god-killed bandits! I can't wait to kill them!"

Octavia shook her head and wiped away her tears.

"I'm fine, it's just, what happened to the rest of the village..."

The bearded eyes were a little wet, the man let go of the girl and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Many people have been killed... Wei Ya, uncle, I'm sorry for you, and failed to protect your village. When we arrived, the sand bandits had already taken you away, and the village was burned to white ground by them. All this It was so sudden...Thank God, I still have a chance to make amends...Who is this young man?"