People in the League, Masters of Time Management

But sometimes, silence is the answer.

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On the other side of Runeterra, in a "secret" hut in the capital of Demacia.

Ai Xi crossed her legs and looked at Mu Bai condescendingly, "Should I give you enough face these few days?"

"Yes..." Mu Bai replied weakly.

"When you were in the palace of the king of Demacia, you should be very happy, right?"

"It's a bit..."

"After I come back, I will follow you and sleep in the same house with you, right?"

"Um……"

"During this time, I didn't blame you for leaving home for so long and didn't even reply to a letter, did I?"

"right……"

"I treat you well?"

"it is good……"

"Then why don't you go back with me!" Ashe bit her lower lip angrily, with a look of hatred, "And you still want to live with this yellow-haired girl!"

"This is my house, white-haired girl!" Lux at the side finally couldn't help it, and hugged Mubai directly, "Mubai just likes being with me, what's your business?"

"I didn't talk to you." Ashe gave Lux a vicious look.

In the face of love, the latter doesn't care what the other party's identity is, and straightening his back is a bar, "But you want to steal my man."

"Your person? Hehe, a little girl with no hair."

"I slept with Mubai before!"

"Do you think I don't have one... wait, Mubai?!"

"You too...? Mubai!"

Sometimes, the way girls unite the front is so simple and rude.

Mubai was pulled by two girls, one left and one right, and he almost didn't become a person with rubber fruit ability.

Sona stood beside the stairs with half of her head poked out, with a distressed expression on her face.

[Poor little Mubai is being bullied again... I'll play the piano for you later~] She said with her thoughts.

"Stop, stop, stop..." Mu Bai was forced to break free from the shackles of the two girls with Hex Flash.

"Calm down, listen to my sophistry first... Bah, explain..."

"Is there anything else to explain?" Ashe drew the bowstring to full.

"Indeed, Ashe is right this time." Lux also picked up the cane.

"Let's talk about business..." Mu Bai simply hid behind Sona, who was also happy to protect him, "About leaving Demacia..."

Sona nodded repeatedly, and moved her two little hands quickly, [Let's listen to Mr. Mubai first, this is very important! ]

"Since Sister Sona said so..." Lacus put away her cane with a displeased face.

After a moment of hesitation, Ashe sat down again.After getting along these few days, she also has a good impression of Sona-who wouldn't like a gentle big sister who plays the piano well and cooks delicious food?

Well... the big finger doesn't necessarily mean the age...

Mubai cast a grateful look at Sona, and then said slowly:

"I do plan to go back to the Freljord... Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to stay in Demacia, it's just that I have business to do in the Freljord."

"You don't need to explain the second half of the sentence." Ashe proudly puffed up her chest, revealing her victorious attitude.

"You'd better explain clearly..." The corners of Lax's eyes twitched, and the palm of her hand lit up with a brilliant light again.

[Xiao Mubai is not afraid, I am here~] Sona smiled and conveyed her thoughts.

It's so gentle... Mubai explained to the other two girls while feeling emotional in his heart:

"Since Silas has gone north, I must hurry to the Freljord."

"Are you afraid that he will run away?" Lux asked.

"No."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"I'm afraid that he... died there..." Mu Bai scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Because the Freljord is all my people... He will easily be beaten to death if he goes there to speak ill of me... "

"..."

"I think so, so let's go back quickly!" Ashe waited for this sentence for a long time.

Lax looked at Mubai, then at the face of the white-haired girl in the north, and finally made a decision that violated her ancestors:

"I'm going too! I'm going to the Freljord too!"

Hearing this, Ashe smiled disdainfully: "Oh, you will regret it."

Even I can't compete, still want to compete with those two?

The weak woman of Demacia is also trying to snatch a man from my great Freljord woman, she really does not know her life...

Chapter 85 Get ready for cold hands Get ready for cold hands!

The low temperature in the north is not comparable to that in the south.

Even though the winter has passed, it is exaggeratedly cold here.Glaciers and glaciers can be seen everywhere, and as far as the eye can see, there is only a vast expanse of whiteness, and the wind and snow have buried everything within sight.

Silas breathed out a big mouthful of white mist every step he took, and there were bursts of tingling pain in his entire respiratory tract, but he didn't dare to stop.

Although this is far beyond the patrol range of Demacian border soldiers, it is hard to guarantee that no caravan heading to the north will just pass by.

If it is seen by the Demacians, this escape can basically be regarded as a post.

"Hurry up..." Silas wanted to shout loudly, but the sound that actually came out of his mouth was not even as loud as the howling of the cold wind.

He grossly underestimated the sheer overwhelming hostility of the Freljord wastelands.He knew that this northern land had enormous magical power, and now that he was here, even his bones could truly feel the power of magic.

It's just that looking at it now, it was a mistake to come here - at least it's not right until I'm fully prepared.

Hundreds of the magician's followers set out with him to set foot in the frigid north, but one by one they fell, taken away by snowstorms, hidden chasms and ferocious beasts.

He couldn't imagine how people would live in such a place.

"Most people can't keep up..." The deputy ran to Silas against the wind and snow, "Stop it...otherwise everyone will freeze to death..."

"No, not yet..." Silas's attitude was very firm.

"But--"

"There's nothing good about it. If you can't hold on, just give up."

The deputy opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.He gradually felt the cruelty and cruelty of Silas.

The team continued to move forward, and the wind and snow were still howling.

After an unknown amount of time, Silas saw a line of riders on a distant ridge, but he wasn't sure if it was real or some kind of hallucination born of fatigue and low temperature.

The column of riders drew nearer.

They rode neither horses nor oxen, but... a large boar.

"The barbarians of the north are coming...!" exclaimed a magician in the procession.

The faint sound of iron hoofs stepping on the snow gradually penetrated into his ears, and Silas finally realized that it was not a hallucination.

Six wild boars, and twelve armed savages.

"The barbarians brought us food..." Silas licked his lips, ready to turn around and call everyone to ambush each other.

But the scene behind him made his heart skip a beat—there were still hundreds of followers, these scattered dozen or so people were paralyzed on the snowy ground, with tired and terrified expressions on their faces.

In such a state, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand the barbarian's first round of charge.

"who are you?"

Just as Silas was still in distress, a cold voice came.

"Your clothes are really stupid... Demacians?"

Silas looked up at the man in black armor riding on a giant boar.

He quietly hid the chain in his hand, ready to catch the opponent by surprise.

"Do you want to fight..." the deputy asked in a low voice, "We are no less than them..."

"Hmm..." Silas nodded, a despicable plan quietly rising in his mind. "Look at my movements, if I go up, you go up..."

"What are you mumbling about?" the barbarian in black armor asked again, "Are you Demacians?"

"Yes...we are from Demacia..."

Silas answered as he approached, the chains hidden in the thick snow, imperceptible.

Hearing the exact answer, the barbarian was about to speak, but the other party rushed forward.

Two thick chains flew out of the snow, and then precisely wrapped around his neck. The flash of magical energy made him dizzy and weak in limbs.

"Do it!" Silas yelled.

The exhausted mages tried their best to get up from the ground, and all kinds of magical attacks instantly tore through the wind and snow and illuminated the ground.

Unfortunately, their magic is obviously not strong enough.

The elite of the Winter's Claw tribe are all Iceborn, and they are not afraid of this tickling magic attack at all.

Except for the unlucky guy who was attacked by Silas, everyone else easily completed the counterattack.

In less than a minute, all the magicians were lying on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, unable to move.

"What..." The Iceborn who was beaten first searched for Silas in the crowd, but found that he had long since disappeared.

"Tch, a coward who abandons his companions..."

A group of magicians also noticed this, and they felt desperate.

The boss ran away, and he was caught by the barbarians... Isn't this a floor bunk in the latrine—not far from death?

But the next conversation of those savages made them fly directly from hell to heaven:

"Didn't Demacia establish diplomatic relations with our Freljord Alliance? Why are these idiots attacking us?" asked a barbarian.

"I don't know... Maybe they haven't received the news yet, and they think we are going to attack them." Another barbarian replied.

"Then what are we going to do with these idiots now?"

"Take it back first and let Sejuani Warmother take a look?"

"I think it's fine."

Hearing this, the deputy wept with joy.It turned out to be a misunderstanding, it was all a misunderstanding... As long as you lie to these barbarians that you are a businessman from Demacia, you don't have to die...

tnnd here are all Demacia's allies... and said that following Silas to win over the barbarians to fight Demacia, what a fart...

Survival is the kingly way...

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On the other side of Runeterra, Mu Bai embarked on a journey back to the Freljord Alliance camp.

Along with him are Ashe and Lux.

Originally, Sona also wanted to see the customs and customs of the north, but Kashina refused to let her go, and finally did not follow.

"Mubai, it's so cold here..." After leaving the border of Demacia, Lux would complain every few tens of meters.

Ai Xi wasn't used to her, so she choked directly: "Go back if you think it's cold, delicate yellow-haired girl."

Mubai, on the other hand, always responds to the quarrel between the two girls with silence.

Since it is wrong to speak up for anyone, let's not speak up at all.