League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Northern Freljord, Frostguard Fortress, Eternal Ice Palace.

In the frozen palace, Lissandra took off her witch mask and sat opposite Lester. A young girl with ice-blue wavy hair sat between the two of them, staring at Lissandra coldly without blinking. pretty face,

I don't know what she thought of, but Lissandra suddenly looked away from the young girl. After letting out a breath, she turned to look at the thoughtful man and spoke in a lowered voice.

"Why is Lord Anivia following you?"

Lifting up the crystal cup on the crystal banquet table, Lester took a sip of the contents of the cup that Lissandra had poured out herself. A chill like mustard fell from the esophagus into his lower abdomen, and there was another 'bang' sound. Turning into fierce flames, warmth rippled from his limbs and bones.

Shaking the crystal cup in his hand, Lester straightened his waist as the chill spread down his spine.

"It's cool as frost in the mouth, and it's as hot as fire when it flows into the stomach. There's a strange floral fragrance when you taste it carefully.

Lissandra, how is this wine made? Why don't I remember you have this kind of talent here? Why don't you introduce it to me? "

The Frost Witch rolled her beautiful eyes and spoke in a cold voice.

"With more people coming to the Northland, there will naturally be skilled craftsmen. I can't stand still here. Lester, this [Blazing Frost] is a top-notch formula that I finally asked the winemaker to develop. Do you want to drink it? As for Chishuang, I can give you a few bottles, so don’t even think about formulating it.”

The man laughed.

"It's rare for the generous Miss Lissandra to be such a money-chasing person, so I won't force anyone to do anything. Just give me three or four bottles."

Lissandra held up two fingers.

"I can only give you two bottles. Do you want more? I don't have enough here."

"So it's very simple for you to share the recipe and expand production with the empire's capabilities. Then you can drink as much as you want.

Hiding it but not mass-producing it is not a waste of time. Besides, it’s not like I won’t compensate you. "

Lissandra shook her head firmly.

"You know I'm not short of money, I just don't want Chishuang to become a bad thing on the street. Also, is it time to explain what happened to Lord Anivia? Don't try to change the topic."

"Lester said he wanted to protect me, and I believed him. I will go wherever he goes."

Before Lester could speak, the expressionless Anivia said something that made Lissandra take a breath. Lissandra stood up and walked to Lester's side and bent down, as if for the first time. Meet Lester once.

"Okay, okay, even if you kidnap my beautiful and capable great witch, you won't even let go of our Freljord's auspicious god? Wait..."

Lissandra's pretty face changed slightly, and she shielded her chest with her slender hands defensively. She took half a step back, but she squeezed the already good-looking Dabai out of the soul-stirring arc.

"You don't just like hooking up with a big sister like me, do you? Did you have a premeditated plan?"

As soon as he felt his eyes flashing, Lester stood up, put his arms around the ice-blue gauze skirt with a righteous look, and with a gentle force, he lifted the soft and boneless amorous witch onto his lap and sat down again.

"What nonsense are you thinking about? Look at me. Do I look like the kind of unreliable person? Age has never been a problem. For me, as long as there is love, there is no problem!"

Like a baby swallow returning to its nest, Leicester naturally pressed his face against the witch's very bold neckline, feeling the cool and moist jade touch through a thin layer of ice gauze. He breathed in and out. It is a refreshing fragrance.

There are many women in Leicester, but there is only one woman like Lissandra who can use her brain waves to clear his mind.

"Little witch, my heart has always been with you. Even if you are twenty years younger than me, I will fall into your hands without thinking."

Being coaxed and teased by Lester, a seductive blush soon appeared on Lissandra's pretty face, which was whiter than snow. Her heart was beating wildly, as if she had forgotten that it was... Wearing a combat uniform, he took the lead in launching the offensive.

"No, no, Master Anivia is still here..."

After hearing what Lissandra said, Lester looked at Anivia, only to see Anivia covering her eyes with her little hands.

"Look, Anivia has agreed. Besides, she has turned into more eggs than you have cracked ice. Are you still afraid of scaring Anivia?"

"Woo..."

Anivia opened her fingers and silently looked at the two people who no longer cared about others, thinking seriously about life.

She was born from the ice and snow, and was the god of nature during the Volregard period. As long as the ice and snow in the Freljord did not melt, she could be reborn again and again, reincarnating endlessly.

Because of this, Anivia does not actually understand the things that humans fear about life and death.

She does know that short-lived species will give birth to offspring through some kind of game, and that they can continue their bloodline for thousands of years in such a harsh environment as the Freljord.

Logically speaking, powerful immortal species like Leicester and Lissandra should be different from other humans and do not need to continue their bloodlines through games. In this way, games become meaningless behavior.

But why do Leicester and Lissandra, both long-lived species, enjoy doing the same things that short-lived species like to do when it gets dark?

Anivia had little contact with humans before and had not considered these issues. Now that she has witnessed everything in front of her, she will inevitably have doubts about the behavior of the two.

With doubts, Anivia watched the live broadcast dutifully.

From dawn to dusk, and again from dusk to dawn, the three people present had extraordinary mental and physical strength, and were in high spirits no matter what they were seeing or doing.

After having fun, Lesandra and Lissandra ended their tender separation and used magic to clean up the smell of hormones in the air.

Looking at Lissandra who had redressed and regained her composure, Anivia was surprised to find that the aura of the Frost Witch seemed much stronger than before.

Anivia's eyes quickly turned to Lester, and she nodded thoughtfully. Anivia's confused look aroused Lester's curiosity.

"Anivia? What's wrong?"

Anivia looked down at her small breasts with a bluffing face, and said seriously.

"Lester, I think I figured out how you can help me recover."

Lester:?

Lissandra glanced at Lester and Anivia strangely, with a suspicious expression on her face.

He always felt that the atmosphere was turning to a bad place. Before Lissandra could speak, Lester hurriedly got down to business.

"Anivia knows where this cold wave sweeping across the northern Freljord comes from. In fact, I brought Anivia here to find you to prepare to solve this problem."

Hearing this, Lissandra regained her composure, frowned slightly and said.

"If my judgment is correct, this magical cold wave should come from the Ice Continent, right?"

"It seems you've done your research."

Lester nodded and continued following Lissandra's words.

"There is an ancient tribe on the Ice Continent. Before Volibear was defeated by you three sisters, Anivia sent a Hearth family that had been affected by the divine war to the northern continent and gave them Their ability to control ice,

The magical cold wave coming from the Ice Continent is most likely caused by the descendants of this furnace family. "

Lissandra, who had been mentally prepared, was still shocked by Lester's words.

"The Furnace family? So, not all of the Furnace family died in the war between Ornn and Volibear. Lord Anivia also rescued some of them and brought them to the Ice Continent?"

"exactly."

Lester spoke calmly.

"The spell to maintain the magical cold wave was born out of Anivia's ice magic. As long as we give Anivia some support, we can build a magic screen along the coast of the northern continent of Freljord to block the cold wave on the continent. outside.”

Lissandra doesn't like passive defense, she prefers to take the initiative to attack.

"Can't we go directly to the Ice Continent to solve this problem? Since the descendants of the Lu family have chosen to be hostile, there is no need for us to maintain peace with them, right?"

Lester shook his head.

"Anivia lost some power during her sleep. This part of the power has been captured by the mastermind behind the magic cold wave. Under the circumstances, even Anivia is not completely sure to solve the root cause. this problem."

Lissandra glanced at Anivia in her child form. No wonder she felt that Anivia, an ice phoenix, shouldn't be so weak from the beginning.

It would make sense if he was attacked.

"In addition, I have gathered Ornn and Volibear to assist Avarosa and Winter's Claw respectively. With them holding the battle, I can buy at least a few months."

Hearing this, Lissandra fell into a dream. If she had not known that Lester would not joke with her on such a big matter, she would have doubted that she had not woken up and heard the talk in her sleep.

Not to mention that Volibear, her sworn enemy with whom she had a blinding hatred, inexplicably became a 'friend' and helped the Winter's Claw, let's talk about Ornn, who has never seen the dragon.

In order to repair the increasingly dilapidated Butcher's Bridge, she never stopped sending people to search for traces of Ornn. As a result, she spent so much effort, but she couldn't even find a single hair on Ornn's legs.

If the area is calculated from the northern foot of the Urus Mountains, the area of ​​Freljord is almost equivalent to one-third of the continent of Valoran.

Ornn huddled in a cave, and relying on her half-dozen men, she might not be able to find Ornn in another 10,000 years.

She had given up on searching for Ornn, but the man in front of her... arranged Ornn to Avarosa as lightly as if he was talking about what he had for breakfast.

Could it be said that Aoun was not hiding at all?

"How did you find Ornn?"

"I found Anivia first, and after convincing Anivia, Anivia took me to find Ornn's obsidian volcano..."

After briefly telling Lissandra how he used blacksmithing skills to knock on the door of the otaku Ornn, Lester concluded.

"Thousands of years of time have changed the position of the Freljord continental plate. The Obsidian Volcano happened to sink into the mountains of the Hanluo Mountains and is located thousands of meters underground. The location is too remote, unless the Hanluo Mountains are spread out one foot at a time. Dig it up, otherwise it’s normal if you can’t find it.”

Rubbing her temples, Lissandra struggled to accept Lester's statement, hesitated for a moment, and whispered.

"You should know that I have been looking for Orn. ​​The Butcher's Bridge that suppresses the Frost Watchers has been eroded by magical energy and is in urgent need of repair..."

"Of course I know."

Lester waved his hand,

"When the trouble on the Ice Continent is solved, I will talk to Orn about the Butcher's Bridge..."

"What about Volibear?"

Lissandra looked at Lester without blinking, her ice-blue pupils shrouded in a layer of gray mist dim.

"Volibear made me blind. I can only use magic to help my sight. Volibear and I have a deadly feud. Are you planning to form an alliance with Volibear?"

"It's not about alliance, it's about taming."

Lester said seriously.

"I tamed Volibear with my fists, but he is not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

Knowing that Leicester did not directly sign a covenant with Volibear behind her back, Lissandra pursed her lips and felt better.

"Lissandra, I want to know how you plan to take revenge on Volibear? Are you going to kill Volibear?"

"Yes, I want Volibear to die."

Lissandra spoke without hesitation.

“Every time I hear his name, I’m so angry that I can’t sleep!”

"If I could cure your eyes, would you be willing to spare Volibear's life?"

The temperature suddenly dropped several degrees. In silence, Lissandra looked at Lester with cold eyes. Lester just responded to Lissandra's gaze calmly.

Even if he liked this happy enemy in front of him, he couldn't promise Lissandra everything. He didn't want to worry about who paid more for the two of them to get along, but one thing he was sure of was that he was worthy of Lissandra and had no regrets at all. The place.

"To me, a living Volibear is more useful than a dead one. I can help you complete your revenge on Volibear, but I hope you will give in and spare his life."

Knowing that Lester would not give in this time, Lissandra said with a cold face.

"For you, how can Volibear be considered useful if he is alive?"

"The Freljord needs storm and thunder. After the war, I will strip off Volibear's godhead and body. Volibear's godhead will be turned into a spiritual totem to continue to maintain the elemental balance of the Freljord. His The divine body will become the guardian beast of Freljord.

Without the influence of the godhead, I can reshape Volibear's temperament. In a sense, such Volibear is already dead. "

When he said this, Lester looked at Anivia calmly, and he didn't know if he really didn't care. Anivia didn't show any strange expression.

"If it's like what you said, I can take a step back."

"I will come as a witness to make a covenant with you."

Leicester and Lissandra simultaneously turned to look at Anivia, who had been silent.

"Being able to change Volibear's ferocity is the best outcome for me and Ornn."