League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Winter is coming, and the already harsh environment of Mount Targon is enveloped in a layer of deadly silver snow mist.

After several months of long journey, Lester successfully arrived at the foot of the Targon Mountains. As night fell, the already difficult mountain road became even more dangerous. Unfortunately, a road that is fatal in the eyes of ordinary people is nothing more than a deadly road in Lester's world. It's a boring journey.

The rugged and winding mountaineering road was covered with heavy snow. With the snow already deep to his knees, Lester kept walking all the way up. He also encountered some small animals looking for food along the way, but he just watched them from a distance. The man turned around and ran away at a glance, which made the man who wanted to stroke the snow deer feel a little regretful.

"Wow wow wow~ wow wow~"

The oncoming wind and snow brought the sound of babies crying. Lester frowned and quickened his pace. In the snowdrifts halfway up the mountain, he saw two frozen Shurimans.

This poor but respectable couple hugged each other, leaving their warmest hearts to their infant baby, like an airtight ice wall, isolating the most dangerous world.

"The greatest parents, may you find peace and joy in the new world."

Standing still, Lester took off his hood solemnly and bowed to pay tribute to the respectable Shurima couple.

As if hearing Lester's voice, the baby stopped crying and let out lively laughter.

The bright moon poked its head out from the clouds, passed through the wind, frost, snow and fog, and cast a soft moonlight on the cruel earth. It was like wrapping a layer of gauze on the baby's head, and the baby began to grasp the brilliance of the moonlight. Lester was stunned. He could see that the baby liked the moon very much.

"I just want to come to Mount Targon to catch a fish. It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

The howl of the snow wolf was heard from further away. Lester no longer hesitated, stepped forward and picked up the baby from the arms of the Shurima couple.

"Little one, tell me, are you the Diana I'm looking for?"

Lester responded with the baby's laughter. The hand grabbing the moonlight held Lester's fingers caressing his cheek, and he refused to let go with his smiling eyes.

At this moment, Lester's expression became infinitely gentle.

"Since you have chosen to be my Diana, I will never let you go."

Lifting the enchanted cloak, Lester placed the baby on his warmest chest,

The man continued forward and disappeared into the snow.

"Awwww~~Aww..."

Rakkor hunter Gibson threw his spear and accurately hit the wolf's belly. The other hunters approached the remaining dozen snow wolves in a semi-surrounding posture. After much hesitation, the snow wolves decided to give up on the too dangerous prey in front of them. Fleeing from the Rakkor with his tail on his tail.

"There are footprints of someone here, a grown man."

The sharp-eyed hunter discovered the footprints extending into the distance.

"Be careful, follow us and have a look."

Gibson, the leader of the hunting team, spoke, and the other four Rakkor hunters naturally had no objection.

A group of five people climbed over a small mountain col. They did not find the adult travelers, but they saw two ice sculptures on the snowdrift.

"what is that?"

A hunter gripped his longbow and pointed an arrow at the unknown ice sculpture.

"Judging from his clothing, he seems to be a foreigner, and he is not the owner of the footprints."

Keeping his weapon raised vigilantly and continuing to advance, Gibson came to the ice sculpture and put down the spear that had just killed an adult snow wolf with a solemn expression.

"This is a couple who cared about each other until the end of their lives. It's a pity that the snow on Mount Targon stole their souls. We came too late."

"Although they are foreigners, they deserve respect. They should not continue to be eroded by wind and snow."

"Gibson, are we going to continue tracking the grown man?"

After a few seconds of silence, Gibson shook his head and said solemnly.

"Two mountains further up is Mount Targon. At that time, our Rakkor territory was where that man couldn't go.

Please help, the scenery here is very good, we have to let this foreign couple sleep here. "

…

Not knowing that his traces had been noticed by the Rakkor hunter, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Lester sat on a relatively clean stone with a sad face, and made trouble for the crying Diana.

He wouldn't care if the territory was marked on his body, but now he is a little at a loss. After all, this is his first time as a baby daddy.

"There is no Aibik's lair in this area, so I can't get animal milk."

Lifting his clothes and taking a look at his chest, Lester, who was a little confused, squeezed hard. It was obvious that the miracle did not happen.

It's really a drop of milk that stumps a heroic man.

Lester turned bitter.

"The key is that I can't breastfeed, why don't you just eat it right there? Damn it, why can't men breastfeed babies? It's not fair!"

After tentatively leaning Diana against his chest and sucking twice, Diana stopped crying. This made Lester slightly relieved, and there was still half a breath hanging in his throat.

"It's not an option to continue like this. We have to walk for at least another week to reach Mount Targon. I can survive without eating or drinking, but Diana can't stand it."

After pretending to breastfeed Diana for a while, Diana gradually fell asleep with a false sense of fullness, while Lester was on pins and needles.

"How about trying it with blood? There are no impurities in my blood, and it also contains Elena's rich life energy. Maybe it can alleviate Diana's hunger."

Having made up his mind, Lester gently woke up the baby and bit his index finger. Lester put the bleeding index finger on Diana's lips. The little one soon sucked her tightly and refused to let go.

The wide-eyed Diana finally showed a satisfied smile and sucked Lester's blood rhythmically.

It has to be said that humans are always born with certain talents.

After about five seconds, Lester forcibly pulled out his index finger. The dissatisfied little Diana immediately opened her mouth, looking like she was ready to cry and make a fuss.

Looking at the sky falling again, Lester immediately became anxious.

"I'm healed. I know you're in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet, because I'm more anxious than you are. Can you wait until I bite you again before you drink? Please~"

After three attempts, Diana fell asleep again. Lester couldn't estimate whether his life energy would exceed Diana's endurance, so he naturally didn't dare to feed her more to avoid hurting Diana.

But having said that, this difficult accident also allowed Lester to accumulate some experience as a dad.

"Finally a big problem has been solved. Does my current state count as a walking Tang Monk?"

Picking up the baby again, Lester slowed down and embarked on the journey again.

…

It took more time than expected, and Lester finally arrived at the true outside of the foot of Mount Targon.

When Lester was still the High Priest of the Ming Cult of the Titan Cult, he personally guided Octavia, the leader of La Horac, to carry out a series of military reforms. Unlike in the past, La Horac, who was now free from the control of the Titan Cult, controlled most of the Military power belongs to the state of separation of church and state.

With sufficient manpower, the Rakkor built many military towers along the ridgeline to watch each other.

These watch towers that can light beacon fires are stationed with a Rakkor warrior all year round, which can provide timely warning information for foreign invasions, and have bought enough time for the Rakkor villagers outside Mount Targon to evacuate on more than one occasion.

This time Leicester had no intention of hiding his whereabouts. Unsurprisingly, a vigilant Rakkor warrior blocked his way.

"Gentile! This is not the place for you! If you continue to move forward! I will pierce my spear into your heart!"

Patting a curious Diana, Lester said softly.

"Rakkor warrior, my name is Lester. I am a scholar who is interested in the culture of Targon. I do not have any ill intentions towards the Rakkor people. It is just out of my respect for Targon that I traveled across mountains and rivers to come here. here."

The sentinel was stunned by Leicester's fluent and friendly Rakor. In all his life, he had never seen a foreigner speak Rakor so authentically - it was almost as if he had already Like an old woman who has lived in Mount Targon for decades.

The resonance brought by the same language and the special soft and handsome temperament made the Raqor sentry lower his vigilance, but the baby in Lester's arms became the second disturbing factor.

"Lester, is that your child? Where is his mother?"

Lester shook his head, he had no need to lie.

"This is the child I picked up on my pilgrimage. Her parents have fallen asleep in this cruel and cold land. I couldn't just watch this child die, so I took her with me."

Frowning, the sentry tightened the spear in his hand and continued to ask.

"Then how did you feed this little baby? Without Abby's milk, no goat's milk, and no breast milk, I don't believe that any baby can walk out of this sacred mountain alive.

Don't try to lie, I will spot any liar and drive a spear through his vile lies and hateful throat. "

Without saying a word, Lester just bit his index finger silently, put the bleeding index finger into Diana's mouth, and let Diana suck it.

Indescribable shock shocked the soul of Sentinel Rakkor. He did not expect that a man with a baby could have such a great will and mind, and just walked out of the desperate situation with an infant girl. Thousands of miles of death.

You must know that any break in the body may allow frost to seep into the bone marrow. Frostbite on the Titan Mountains often means death, but the man in front of him hurt himself again and again, using his own blood to nourish a weak woman. infant.

What's even more miraculous is that the baby girl actually accepted this gift of fate.

Even if they are hateful foreigners, such a noble and pure soul is worthy of the awe of the Rakkor.

At this moment, he had no reason to stop this holy pilgrim. Instead, he was full of respect for the pilgrims and foreign scholars.

Putting away his spear, the sentry had a sincere smile on his face.

"Sir Leicester, I didn't expect you to accomplish such a feat in this way. Please forgive me for being rude just now. My name is Randy. Please allow me to lead you. Your deeds must be among the tribes of Lakor. Being able to sing this song is the most precious gift that the Holy Peak has given us."

Lester shook his head.

"I don't want to bring any trouble to the Rakkor tribe, Randy, as long as you find a place for me to stay and let me raise this child who is destined to meet me, I will be satisfied."

Hearing this, the look of admiration on the face of the Rakkor warrior named Randy became even more obvious.

"Sure enough, your soul is even holier than the steep snow peaks. Please rest assured that you don't need to bear any psychological burden. Just leave everything to me."

Unable to continue to refuse, Lester could only nod and accept. As long as the matter did not involve the Titan Cult, the possibility of his identity being revealed was unlikely. After all, there was still a statue of him on the Titan Peak. If it had not been knocked down by someone, Someone will always recognize it.

Passing through the sentry tower on the ridgeline, Lester followed Randy to the foot of the green grassy Mount Targon.

Groups of Targon cattle and sheep happily chewed the green grass. This grassland was the main source of food for the Rakkor village and the only mercy for life in the harsh snow-capped mountain environment.

When the Rakkor people walked into the village with either wary or curious eyes, aside from the strong Rakkor women with gleaming eyes who could barely walk, generally speaking, the Rakkor people did not treat the foreigners they recognized. Pretty friendly.

The village chief of Bari is a respected Lahorac named Jordan, a centurion of Lahorac.

After hearing about Lester's deeds from Randy's mouth, Jordan deliberately found Gibson, a hunter who had just returned to the village for two days, and confirmed Randy's words from Gibson's mouth, completely proving that Lester did not say A lie.

Pilgrims met the parents who protected their daughters with their lives on the Holy Mountain. The story of saving the baby girl with their blood and crossing the Holy Mountain alone spread throughout the village of Bali.

The favorability level was immediately increased. Jordan treated Lester as a guest and arranged a warm wooden house for Lester to live near the mountain ice springs and meadows, which made Lester a little flattered.

Being able to find a place to live near mountains and rivers at the foot of Mount Targon, which has a harsh environment, was such a treatment that he was even embarrassed to continue his plan of eating and drinking for free.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Lester also took Diana to visit the Raqor villagers in Barry Village one by one.

In addition to making many male hosts feel that they may have an extra hat on their head that they don't care about, Lester has completely integrated into the village of Barry and has become a member of the village as a healer.

After all, compared to having a wife who is pregnant with someone else's child, it is more important to have a doctor who can save your life when you are seriously injured. The first thing to consider at Mount Targon is how to survive, not why your child will Take someone else's last name.

On the other side, since he chose to be a doctor, Lester took advantage of the opportunity to seek the advice of the village chief Jordan.

Naturally, the visionary village chief would not reject an enthusiastic and kind-hearted doctor. Jordan directly ordered the mobilization of Lahorak, who was involved in combat training in the village, and it took less than a month to expand the hut and surround it with a fence. Herb fields.

After more than two months of excitement, for Leicester, Ice Spring Lodge finally felt like home.