League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Looking up to the south, although he could only see the endless Shimmering Silver Mountain Range, Chilam always felt that he could see the Datong Tianguang Pillar that contained great power.

That was Mount Targon, a place where he placed his hopes in, but brought him fear with cruel reality.

He did not save the tribe and lost his wife.

His wife was still there, but she lost her supposed responsibilities and chose to become a warrior fighting for God.

Perhaps after that blazing beam of light descended, the wife was no longer human.

A warrior of a god is also a god, and gods and humans cannot live together, even if the god gave birth to two lovely daughters for him.

Thank God, the daughter in the womb did not become a terrible god with his wife.

The man in plain clothes sighed, tightened the tattered sack behind his back, and made sure that the few wild sweet potatoes in the sack did not fall to the ground through the hole.

This is the daily ration for him and his two daughters. Even if it is for his daughter, he must live strong, just like when he escaped from Mount Targon and came to Demacia, a land that loathes him, in a rickety boat.

It was only in this unenchanted place that he could feel that he was out of the terrible, fiery sight of his wife, which was the only reason he had chosen this unpleasant land for his residence.

"Gentiles! Please stay away from us! There are already enough refugees in Demacia, we don't need anyone to rob us of land and food!"

Accompanied by the whistling sound of waving a wooden stick, a reprimand from a Demacian villager came from behind him, as if being pierced by a sharp arrow, Zilam hunched his shoulders, and accelerated himself as if he hadn't heard anything. footsteps.

He thought he was walking with dignity, but in the eyes of the Demacians, the foreigner refugee shrank his head like a dirty mouse, trotting all the way to the outside of the village in embarrassment.

There was a little more laughter in the village.

To the southeast, on the outskirts of the quiet forest near the plains of Nocmoch, is the home Zilam built for himself and his two daughters.

Since there were no Demacians and no Mombians there, Zilam chose to build a hut there.

At least let his daughter grow up a little bit, at least let the xenophobic Demacians accept him a little bit more, otherwise he can't imagine what to do if someone maliciously takes his daughter away, he is very incompetent, He was neither chosen by Targon, nor chosen by his wife, and even the xenophobic Demacians didn't accept him, so he could only flee embarrassingly in fear.

Recalling his daughter's lovely face, Chiram, who knew the sinister heart, sighed and disappeared on the border of Demacia.

When he was approaching the Forest of Tranquility, Zilam stood there vigilantly, because a dozen or so soldiers with weapons ran from his oncoming direction. From their attire, they could be recognized as the Mombia tribe. warrior.

'Are the Mombians going to invade Demacia? '

The man froze in place, motionless.

Maybe he quickly returned to Demacia and told the Demacians about the Mombia invasion, so that the Demacians would recognize him more, but what if his behavior of turning around and running away aroused the hostility of the Mombia soldiers? What if I die here? What would my daughter do if I died here?

I don't know what the shivering man standing there like a quail is thinking, a kind Mombia said loudly.

"Hey! That man! Noxus has captured the Nokemerch Plains! If you see Noxian soldiers, run away! Don't let the Noxians chop off their heads!"

Ignoring Zilam's froze face, the rout ran towards the west non-stop, as if millions of Noxus troops were really following behind them.

Seeing the group of Mombia soldiers leaving in a hurry, Zilam breathed a sigh of relief, but only slightly, because he immediately remembered what the soldiers had said that the Noxus occupied the Nokemochi Plain. this matter.

"I have just settled down in the Forest of Tranquility, and my daughter's frail body can no longer bear the long journey.

What's more, if I forcibly take my daughter to live in Demacia, there are beggars who can't work. Given the degree of xenophobia in Demacia, they will probably be forcibly beaten and expelled. Terrible Noxians..."

Looking up at the sky, Zilam always felt that the world was so big that there was no place for himself and his daughter.

"Anyway, let's go back first, my daughter is still hungry."

In a simple wooden house on the outskirts of the Forest of Tranquility, two little girls with charcoal black and muddy faces sat side by side on the cold ground with their legs hugged. Especially when the stomach is 'gurgling'.

"Sister, I'm hungry~ Where is Dad?"

The little black-haired girl held her sister's little hand aggrievedly, her big eyes filled with mist.

"Sister, I'm hungry too. Dad hasn't come back yet."

Holding her sister's little hand, the blond-haired sister looked into her sister's eyes, only to feel that her own eyes were beginning to blur.

Being hungry will make people lose the ability to think, and being extremely hungry will make people collapse. .

Seeing that her younger sister was about to cry, the elder sister who cried first hugged her.

"Woooo... Dad (choked up) Dad will come back with food soon, don't be afraid, there is a sister with you (choked up)."

"Sister, don't cry, woo woo, sis, don't cry..."

The two sisters comforted each other, but the effect was very poor. Instead, they cried at the same time, one louder than the other.

After finally stopping their crying, the two sisters began to whisper. For the little girl, this was the only way to stop being hungry.

"Sister, why do you think mother left father?"

"Nonsense! It's obvious that Dad chose to leave Mom. Mom is just very busy, but she never left us."

"Wuuu, sister, you are talking nonsense! It is obvious that Dad wants to reconcile with Mom, and wants Mom to go with us, but Mom keeps refusing, instead alienating Dad. Why do you say that Dad left Mom? "

Sending away the arms holding my sister, my sister puffed up her bun face.

"Sister, Mom didn't abandon us. It was Dad who took us away from Mom. Do you understand? Dad abandoned Mom. Although...Although it was for our own good, it doesn't change the fact that Dad abandoned Mom."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Aggrieved, he let go of his sister's hand, and the younger sister also angrily refused to speak.

The cold war between the two sisters lasted until there was a knock on the wooden door that was pulling the bolt. The two sisters covered their mouths with panic in their eyes.

"Misha? Sheena?"

"It's Dad!! (*2)"

The panic dissipated, and the joyful two sisters hugged each other again, giving a small cheer.

The wooden door was opened from the inside, Zilam smiled and put down the torn sack on his shoulders, and opened his arms to hold the two lovely daughters in his arms.

Only at this time, as a father, he will never shrink back from any difficulties, even if he will die in the next moment.

He doesn't know why, he just knows that he can do it.

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