League of Legends Millennium Warlord

After three days of hospitality, Lester sent away the young guests from Yordle City. Only Lulu chose to stay for a while longer. After saying goodbye to Lester, he and Pixar embarked on a journey to find a fantasy wonderland .

For Tristana, who is strict with herself, taking three days off is already an exception among exceptions. Other yordles also have their own things to do, so naturally they won't stay at Lester's house for too long.

In the southern outskirts of Demacia, as the high-purity enchanted stone on the pedestal slab is getting higher and higher, the construction progress of the enchanted colossus has become a daily anecdote that all Demacians pay attention to. Seeing that the statue has reached eight meters It is tall, but the construction part of the statue has not yet reached the waist, which makes many Demacians believe that Master Duran is really planning to make a big guy out.

It's a pity that the excitement of the Demacians was quickly hit by a sudden accident.

When the colossus was thirteen meters high, a craftsman accidentally stepped on the air, and the rope tied around his waist broke directly. The craftsman fell from a height of ten meters and died on the spot with his head on the ground.

The blood of the craftsman stained the right foot of the colossus red, and everyone froze in place. The southern suburbs had to stop work for a day. Duran called Leicester and Teresa to discuss the safety of the craftsmen.

"We need a stronger rope! The current flax rope can't protect the life of the craftsman at all!"

The messy short brown hair was knotted like a bird's nest in early spring, and Duran, who was wearing a short-sleeved overalls, slapped a broken rope on the table.

Lester glanced at it and recognized that it was a three-strand hemp rope. It may be that there are too many places where the rope is used in the project. The hemp rope used as a safety rope is a bit thin. In addition, it is severely worn, so the slip cannot be slipped off. The craftsman hangs up.

Teresa on the side frowned, he didn't agree with Du Langxing's reason for moving the crowd.

"But flax rope is already the strongest rope we can find. Even flax rope is very scarce now. The recent flax has been collected completely. Your Excellency Duran, we can't do better, let alone , this is a problem caused by the craftsman himself."

"If the rope had been thicker, Fern wouldn't have died!"

"If this craftsman had been more careful, he wouldn't have died."

"Master Teresa, 'this craftsman' has a name, and his name is Fern!"

"Fine, fine, Fern, I understand, but why did he have an accident and no one else?"

The matter reached a stalemate, and Lester could only knock on the table to signal the two to calm down.

"Two, now is not the time to argue,

The project cannot continue to stop, otherwise the construction period will be seriously delayed, and the Freljord will soon go south. Galio must complete it as scheduled, do you understand? How many people would die in Demacia without Galio? You two, this is a war without gunpowder, and we have no room for bargaining. "

Taking a deep breath, Duran nodded, and so did Teresa.

"very good."

Lestat picked up the broken linen rope again.

"In the future work, the inspection of safety ropes must be given top priority, and worn ropes will not be used. This is what we can do at present. In addition, we should take the initiative to obtain more from other countries through trade. flax or rope, with enough flax we can make thicker rope, Master Durand, Your Excellency Teresa, do you understand what I mean? If there is a problem, we should find a way to solve it, so that the problem can be better Less."

The two nodded.

"Go ahead and do it when you understand. I don't want to see a second shutdown. This will seriously dampen the enthusiasm of the craftsmen. As for Fern's funeral, I think Lord Jiawen will not be stingy with his favor. Other craftsmen I still have to leave the ideological work to you, Master Durang."

"I see, I will resume work on time tomorrow."

Teresa didn't disdain Leicester until Durant left.

"Look, Your Excellency Leicester, these mud legs have a lot of things to do. In order to defend this country, how many people did our nobles die on the battlefield? Now such an important project, only one mud leg is killed, and the work will stop. If you want this or that I don't know the etiquette and don't know how to be grateful. If I dare to stop work today, will I dare to ask for the title of nobility tomorrow?

Never thinking about what they have done for this country, these mud-legged people only know how to take, and have no positive effect like those foreign refugees... In my opinion, Lord Jiawen is too kind to these guys. "

Without responding to Theresa's words, Lester said lightly.

"They have their responsibilities, we have our responsibilities, we're all the same, just trying to do things... Your Majesty Teresa, it's going to be a hassle to buy more linen."

Teresa nodded, her face a bit embarrassed.

"That being said, this matter is really not easy to handle. The flax in the villages in the south of the Shimmering Silver Mountain Range has basically been bought by us. If we want to get more flax, we can only go to our neighbors in the east for a short time. wanted."

"The Noxus emerald collar? Although we have a little friction with the emerald collar in Demacia, who would be troubled by money? We can make money if we lose money, but it takes fifteen years for our soldiers to regain their strength. growing up."

"That's true, then I will take my leave, Your Excellency Lester."

"Please."

...

As the moonlight fell, Demacia was intoxicated in the silence of the soft chirping of insects. A drunken middle-aged man swayed through the inspection of the Fearless Pioneer and came to the southern suburbs.

Du Lang climbed up the base of the giant statue along the scaffolding, sat down at the feet of the giant statue, and hiccupped.

The blood stains on his right foot had long since dried up and turned into dark spots. Duran scratched his messy hair with a dejected expression.

"Although I really want to refute, but...Your Excellency Leicester is right, Galio, your existence is more meaningful than ordinary people like us, our death will not affect the development of Demacia, and if you don't Appear, Demacia will be harmed by those evil mages, and more innocents will appear."

The man put his hands on the solid and reliable instep of the colossus. The things on the instep carried the man's lifelong expectations. From the bottom of his heart, he longed to create a legend belonging to Demacia with his own hands.

"Child, I believe that you can play an incomparable role. The magic stone is the most magical thing in this world. Evil magic is raging everywhere in this world, and people are devastated. Only this kind of holy thing can wash away the filth. This is a miracle, and you will be a miracle shaped by miracles, you are the child of miracles, my child."

The dizzy man lay on the instep of the giant statue, the hem of his clothes covering the bloody spots on the instep.

Here, Dulan can see farther, the man's vision is somewhat blurred, as if he has traveled through time and space, and saw the great miracle thousands of years ago.

"My grandma once told me a great story... Hiccup~ Nezukir, some people say he is an elemental mage in the eastern jungle of Shurima continent, some say he is the emperor of Shurima, anyway , Nezukle built a sky fortress named 'Solitary Stone', which drove away all kinds of monsters on the continent of Shurima and saved many people."

The middle-aged man leaned on the calf of the giant statue, opened his eyes with difficulty, and closed them quickly after failing.

"Galio, I want to be that kind of person too, can you be my 'monolith'..."