League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The girl bowed and left, closed the door and left respectfully.

Lester was generally satisfied with the girl's simple and rude solution, so he completely handed over the matter to the other party. Apart from participating in the isthmus blast, he had his own things to do.

In the following days, Lester stayed in his room and did not go out much. Because of Lester's special status, the accompanying crew members would not make any intervention.

Day and night alternated, and more than a month passed quickly, and the fleet was no longer far away from Zaan, with less than half a month left.

The journey on the sea is not boring. Lester has been accompanying the scops owl all the time. Kelsey doesn't know that the scops owl is not an ordinary Misttail assassin, but is blocked by black magic. Luo Yi, who was unable to wake up from a deep sleep.

This is another emotional debt that Leicester has had to repay.

After Lester left Wuwei Island, Luo Yi quickly inherited Wuhua's position with the support of the Emerald Leader and became the next Wuwei patriarch. Because of his trust in Lester, Luo Yi led the tribe to actively integrate into the island. The Emerald Collar greatly facilitated the integration of the vastaya Misttails and the Emerald Collar.

With the full opening of Wuwei Island to the Emerald Territory, the envoys sent by Hina did not disappoint Wuwei Island's trust. After obtaining the consent of the Wuwei Clan, they carried out a special transformation of Wuwei Island with a friendly attitude.

First, some useless forests were cut down around the island, and several coastal fortresses equipped with artillery were built. The construction craftsmen then cooperated with the people of the Wuwei tribe to build a city in the forest with a natural and harmonious style in the village center of the island. The process lasted for more than a hundred years, and the huge project cost Jade Leader a lot of effort.

The city in the forest is a militarized expansion of the previous tree houses and forest structures using the unique stone construction technology of Jade Collar, building military ports and barracks, setting up isolation belts with fire protection properties, reconnaissance towers and underground strongholds for storing materials .

During the entire construction process, many human soldiers and Wuwei people fell in love. The new generation accelerated the integration of the two sides, making the population of the Wuwei tribe more prosperous, and soon the population of the Wuwei tribe exceeded 10,000. Guan, completely solved the problem of difficult birth.

After owning a veritable city in the forest, the Emerald Leader immediately built a permanent stronghold of Blade of the Night on Wuwei Island. The experienced assassin masters provided a place for learning the way of assassins in the stronghold. The Misttails who have become assassins and warriors have something to learn and practice. Although this kind of behavior has changed the kind and benevolent nature of the Misttails to a certain extent, making the simple vastaya become cunning and cruel, but generally speaking For fog tail and emerald collar, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

The kind-hearted Wuweis have thus changed their unchanging closed life. The various customs and customs of the outside world soon aroused the irresistible curiosity of the Wuwei tribe. After seeing the dangers of the world, the first batch of The Misttail Assassin of "Fallen" successfully left the army, holding the magic steel weapon with blood-stained hands, and joined the Blade of Night,

Like the Edge of Night, Misttail Assassins are under the direct leadership of Sheena alone.

Since then, there have been a group of invisible and terrifying assassins on Runeterra, and even Lester doesn't know how many Misttail Assassins are silently replaced by other forces in the mainland.

Jade Leader has always kept the information about Wuwei Island and Misttail Assassin very secret, and the outside world does not know that Jade Leader still holds the trump card of Misttail Assassin.

It's a pity that although Roy completed the task assigned by Lester, the Misttail girl could never wait for Lester to come back for more than a hundred years.

Even the long lifespan of the Misttail tribe could not resist the erosion of time. When approaching middle age, Luo Yi, who was in despair, could only turn to Hina, the lord of the Emerald Lord, for help.

Hina naturally knew that it would take hundreds of years for Lester to disappear, and it would be futile to wait so long, so she found the black mage who was proficient in soul magic in the black rose, and asked the black mage to use forbidden magic to kill Roy's soul. It was closed, and finally Roy turned into the form of a white-faced scops owl, sleeping in the soul coffin in a state of stagnation, and was not liberated by Xina until Lester came back again.

(Note: Due to the purity of Vastaya's blood, the lifespan of the Misttails is generally about 300 to 500 years. The lower the purity of the blood, the shorter the lifespan, and vice versa)

It's just that although he has left the soul coffin, and the taboo spells have been automatically deciphered when he comes out of the coffin, Roy has not recovered his normal memory, but has been acting instinctively in the form of animal spirits. Hina had no choice but to let Lester take her by her side to find a way.

For the emotional debt he caused, Lester could only accept it in its entirety, thinking hard about a way to bring Roy back to normal.

When there is no good way, companionship is the longest confession of love.

"Little Luo Yi, come here."

"Chirp Chirp~ Chirp Chirp~"

The little guy Roy turned into was not too big. Hearing Lester's familiar call, the petite scops owl standing by the window combing its feathers flapped its wings and landed in front of Lester without hesitation. Staring at Lester curiously with wide eyes, his powerful claws made shallow marks on the precious wooden table, but Lester didn't feel distressed.

At this moment, he only feels sorry for the girl from the Misttail clan that he has failed in front of him. Luo Yi can still see each other one day, but the departed love can only be separated by yin and yang, pinning the opportunity to meet again on the illusory power .

But that was the only motivation for him to keep going.

"Perhaps the pain brought about by longevity is the tears shed when I cut off the shackles of the mortal world. Is the path I have taken right or wrong..."

When the man felt lost, the little guy was dissatisfied with being ignored, so he arched the back of the man's hand hard, and cooed twice, making the man smile softly, holding up the treasure in front of him, and responding to the scops owl with his eyes. big eyes.

"Roy, do you still remember the first time we met? At that time, I just arrived at the border of Ixtar. After washing off the mud, I lay in the water and took a nap with my eyes closed, waiting for Doyle to bring me the clothes. Who knows? As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw you who wanted to save my life,

From the first moment I saw you, I knew that I fell in love with you. This kind of love is not pure love, nor is it an expectation of ulterior motives, but a kind of reluctant worry, a kind of wanting to let go of you. You hug your chest, shelter you from the wind and rain, and hold up a piece of pity for the world. As for the plan for Wuwei Island in the future, it is purely a rational decision with hindsight.

I need power, I need all kinds of power, including the power of Misttail Island and Misttail Clan, no matter what changes it will bring to your people, I need to do this..."

"Cuckoo? Chirp Chirp ~ Chirp ~"

The scops owl began to shake its head, and Lester shook his arms up and down in the rhythm of the scops owl, as if sitting on a big pendulum, and Lester could feel the joy of the scops owl.

"Actually, I knew from the very beginning that it was just wishful thinking on my part to regard the meeting between you and me as a memory that will eventually part, because you are kind and will never refuse my hug,

Whether it is family affection or love, in your eyes, I have become a part of your world, no matter how much I deceive myself, I also know that my best choice is to scare you away when I meet you, Only in this way will nothing happen between us, I don't need to make a choice, and you don't need to suffer..."

"Cuckoo~"

The white-faced owl tapped Lester's palm wearily, and flew away without hesitation, just as desperate as when it came,

Lester opened the cabin door with a sense of loss and took a look. At some point, the sun had already set in the west, and the night was like a curtain.

With a sigh, the wind lamp was extinguished, and the cabin returned to silence.

"Good night, Roy, have a sweet dream."

...

Standing in the coastal city in the northern part of Shurima, Zaun is called the land of civilization and progress by the people of Runeterra.

In the land of Zaun, drastic construction projects can be seen everywhere. Clocks and factories are interspersed in every corner of the city, and they roar symbolizing wealth in the black smoke of gas that blocks the sky.

Compared with the exquisite colored stone buildings in Zaun, those semi-weathered desert buildings on the continent of Shurima are just stones in a latrine, without the slightest sense of beauty and art. I would also feel distressed to buy a close-fitting suit and turn it into a handsome gentleman, so as not to be looked down upon by the workers in the capital of civilization.

Sophisticated steam carriages galloped one after another on the endlessly flowing stone road, and a continuous stream of pedestrians traveled in the bustling commercial street. Zaun guards with live ammunition dutifully patrolled every street. Speculators and criminals who seek profits through illegal means.

Leaving outsiders with ulterior motives aside, everyone living in Zaan is a benchmark of civilization. It is the characteristic of Zaan not to pick up things on the road, and not to close the house at night. Any thief or thief will be subdued by the witnesses and handed over to law enforcement. Individuals are doing their best to maintain the good life in Runeterra that has never been possible.

Foreign merchants and guests are purchasing novelty goods that have never been seen before. Zaan people especially love gears and clocks, because only Zaan gears can make a pendulum clock with a second hand that is exactly one minute and one second. Zoom in, tiny gears will turn into magnificent cranes, building tall buildings that shock Runeterra.

Outside the clothing store, there are men in suits and leather shoes, and women in elegant long skirts. Although there are rumors that the beautiful clothes of the Zaun people, which symbolize rationality and science, actually originated from the emerald collars of the Northern Continent, most Zaun people do not agree with this. An Ren only believes what he sees.

During the daytime, you still can’t feel the charm of Zaun until night falls. The energy delivered by the generator is transported to all parts of the city under the transmission of wires and electricity. The bright incandescent lights dispel the dreadful darkness, making Zaun as bright as day. Facing the eternally dark starry sky, thousands of lights belonging to human technological civilization are swaying.

In the dark of night, there are two short figures wearing cute little cloaks walking through the not-so-bright alley. The former nimbly jumps to avoid the cargo boxes and obstacles in the alley, while the latter It looked a little clumsy, and he stumbled behind, looking like he was not strong enough.

"I'll go ahead and explore the way!"

"Ah, slow down, wait for me..."

"Heimerdinger, you really should put down the wrench and practice hard, even Lulu can run better than you."

The little man running ahead finally slowed down, letting his companions behind him breathe a sigh of relief, and began to consider whether he should build a rocket thruster.

At the end of the alley is a tavern opened by Zaun people. The drinker took out his clean pockets and stuffed the last silver coin earned by moving goods at the dock during the day into the neckline of the waitress. The alcoholic who was addicted to his hands withdrew his right hand and waved goodbye to the waiter's bright smile.

"I heard you don't have a boyfriend yet?"

"Who knows? Maybe I don't need a man."

"Ha, it's not that you don't need a man, it's just that you haven't found a good man. This is the money for the wine. You don't need to look for the extra. It's a tip for you."

"Guest, you are so polite, do you need me to take you out?"

"Then let's go and sit at my house. The bed in my house is quite big. You can sleep directly when you're tired from playing."

"Guest, you are so humorous, welcome to come again next time~"

"Haha, don't refuse next time. Remember, my name is Barrett. Since you don't have a boyfriend, then I will let you go. I will make enough money to marry you back home."

After flirting with the milf's waitress, Barrett staggered out of the tavern, put his right hand under his nose and took a deep breath, feeling relieved.

The moon in the sky is as great as the gentle smile of the waitress, but I don't know if the fragrance of the moon cake is the same as the moon. Maybe if he earns a little more money, he will be able to taste the taste of big moon cakes.

The five silver coins earned today cost a lot of money, but Barrett is not worried about not being able to earn money tomorrow. In Zaan, as long as they have a pair of hardworking hands, everyone can live a good life with their chests straight. day.

He has always believed in this, and is proud to be a Zaunite.

A cool night breeze was blowing in front of him. Barrett had just burped contentedly and took the first step home, but he hadn't enjoyed the tranquility of the night breeze when two little things suddenly struck him. Knocked down directly, three people, one big, two small, fell face to face, and looked at each other with dumbstruck expressions.

When the little man was struggling, he shook off the hood on his head, revealing two furry heads, one looked very squinted with squinted eyes, and the other wore small clumsy glasses. The head was so big that it looked like a balloon. Funny exception.

The alcoholic's eyes widened suddenly, and then he rubbed his eyes, with an expression of disbelief.

"Yeah! A yordle and a big talking yellow balloon!? My God! Am I dreaming?"

Hearing this, Heimerdinger jumped up angrily and waved his hands.

"Human! I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language! Explain who is the balloon? Wow, Teemo, where is my wrench?"

"Sorry! We're leaving now!"

Pulling Heimerdinger hard, Teemo, after apologizing, hurried away with an angry Heimerdinger.

"What's wrong?"

The small commotion outside the door attracted the attention of other drinkers, but the waitress who came out to inquire about the situation saw the drinker who was talking nonsense just now was sleeping soundly with his right hand in his arms, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Who will help me lift this idiot inside? I don't want anyone to freeze to death outside."