League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Kled still settled down in the Forest of Tranquility.

Under Leicester's arrangement, Kled owned his and Skaar's forest cabin, as well as his own magic steel axe.

The ax was much heavier than the previous one, exuding a dark red metallic luster, which satisfied Kled very much.

Although it was a bit difficult for him to use, it was okay.

"Skaarl, you slob! The sun is turning your ass into black coals! Don't sleep!"

He casually poked his mouth a few times with the masonry water cup and pig hair toothbrush left by Leicester. In less than five seconds, a mouthful of water sprayed out, and Klein finished cleaning his teeth. He carried it from the cabin. Walked out with a steel axe.

Hearing the yordle's call, in the cabin, the dragon lizard facing the inner wall of the cabin looked up and looked around, but didn't find the yordle figure in the dark, so it sneezed loudly, and continued to bask with half of its buttocks Sunshine, squinting and taking a nap in the wooden house.

Kled bared his teeth after kicking Skaarl's exposed butt hard.

Strange, how did this place start to grow scales?

"We have a heavy task today, buddy, what Lester said is right, you should exercise your guts and get ready for us to go to the battlefield together."

Securing Skaarl who turned and came out, Kled saddled the dragon lizard.

"As long as you don't run away this time, stupid lizard, I'll get you venison tonight."

"Gulu huh?"

"Don't doubt my determination! You cowardly fellow! I will do what I say!"

"Tut, chug, chug..."

As soon as he rode on Skaar, the dazed Kled began to bump up and down in the swaying body of the dragon lizard, doubting his life. Obviously, the big move of the dragon lizard this time should not be underestimated, and the green bean in the forest made another miracle yesterday.

Holding his nose, under the influence of serial farts, as a magical creature, Kled also rarely saw the masked spirit wandering outside the world.

"I should ask Lester to get me a mask or something, or I will be smoked to death by you sooner or later!"

After finally getting Skaarl to start running, the stench finally dissipated a lot, and Kled let go of his little hand.

"I swear, if you fart in front of me again, I will definitely stuff my steel ax into your asshole and block you to death!"

"Hoo hoo!"

Skaar carried Kled into the jungle happily.

In less than ten minutes, Skaar ran out alone with his scales stretched.

In the dense forest, cursing the stupid lizard that stupidly left him, cursing the cat demon who attacked him, and the yordles cursing everything they saw around them.

"Come on! You cowards who only dare to jump in the trees! Do you think I will really submit to you like that stupid lizard?"

Several nimble cat demons bared their teeth, waving their sharp claws and pounced on the short yordle.

Caressing his lonely eyes, recalling his cowardice in the past, Kled's eyes turned red.

"I will never make the same mistake again! Hairy thing! If I blink, I'll be your yordle!"

Taking everything under the tree into his eyes, Morris on the branch held his breath and closed his eyes.

‘Is this yordle so important? '

...

A city-state on the west coast.

Several months have passed since the death of the great Sventir knight, and the people of Demacia also know what an epic feat happened in the disaster-stricken border village of Homs Village.

Countless Demacians have truly felt the iron will of the Demacian soldiers, and they have thoroughly remembered the young knight.

The remains of Sventir and the rest of the ranger knights who died in battle were brought back. The faces of the soldiers were covered by the indigo legion banner dyed with bluegrass, and they were buried in the gentle land of Demacia. Marcia's will is integrated into one, and she will always guard the tranquility of this land.

The dead became heroes, the living were commended, and many villagers were rescued. The Ranger Captain Cory Scott, who bought time for the support of the Steel Swordsmen Legion, received the Ranger personally awarded by General Oren with a serious face. The flag of the Pegasus Legion, he will pass on the will of the Sventir knights.

The happy ending is as good as a fucking fairy tale, just like Kraken thought that joining the army would bring him glory and merit, but before he actually defended Demacia, he first learned the authentic military swearwords.

ridiculous.

Cory Scott continues the will of a hero. In the eyes of many people, he is also a hero who would rather die than surrender and fight against the northern barbarians.

The rest of the ranger knights also beheaded the enemy on the battlefield, gained military merit, and won glory and rewards.

Regardless of material things, political resources and land resources are the most precious things. Obviously, Corey Scott, who has obtained the right to use a small piece of land in the center of the village and started to participate in the management of Demacia's government affairs, has taken a step forward. The first step into the Demacia Rights Center,

Although the compromise behind it was to arrange the next Ranger Captain as soon as possible, and he would not continue to command the soldiers to escape, but he had already won.

Unlike the rest of the public who unabashedly praised the Rangers, Kraken chose to train alone in the training camp when Cory Scott was awarded the honor, hacking hard on the hard training wooden man with a wooden face.

He knows what the hell the truth is, it's disgusting, it's disgusting, but he can't say anything, he can only see himself as a living dumb, shut his mouth tightly, and become the seam himself Tailor for the mouth of a villager in Holmes.

Because he is a member of the Hilda family in Mithril Village, and behind the ranger captain Corey Scott is the Crest family of Irwindale. That family controls a lot of land in Irwindale and also has its own livestock. The farm and the horse farm are extremely powerful. In the local area, only the other two families can compete with them under the alliance.

To put it bluntly, even many horses of the Ranger Legion were donated to Demacia by the Kleist family. If not, it would be difficult for even General Oren to find so many horses to form the cavalry. Without horses, where are the rangers?

So cowardly Cory Scott is destined to be the captain of the Rangers, and he can also be a hero after abandoning the villagers and fleeing, decently exiting the army and entering politics, and sitting his cowardly ass on the heads of ordinary people.

The real hero sleeps in the ground with the will of iron and blood, accompanied by coldness and loneliness, and can no longer hear the cheers of the people for him. A group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death shamelessly enjoy the glory that a dead hero should have, and step into a higher world. class...

Is this Demacia?

"what!!!"

He slashed at the wooden man with all his strength as if venting, and the wooden sword wailed amidst the man's anger.

Because the tendon of the knife was not straight when chopping, the wooden sword snapped with a 'click'. Looking at the section of his broken sword, Kraken's eyes were a little scary, like an active volcano that had accumulated for a hundred years.

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