League of Legends Millennium Warlord

"Dad! It's him!"

Following the sound of the piano, Evad immediately saw the young man sitting under Saint Lyupasvo.

The white robe on the man was much messier than before. It was obvious that the man had not stayed away from the cliff in the past two days to meet his sister.

With his son's identification, Camille also determined the goal of this trip. First, he was surprised that there could be someone so beautiful that he looked like a fairy and not like a mortal. Then he became afraid of the man's appearance.

It is not impossible to deceive his daughter based on this appearance.

Weighing the wood-cutting ax in his hand, Kamil felt brave and surrounded him with six other villagers.

"Boy, are you the one who wants to kidnap my daughter Sindra? Do you know how human traffickers are treated in our village?"

Putting down the harmonica, Lester glanced at the middle-aged man who came to ask questions aggressively with a calm and gentle expression, stood up, and spoke slowly to the leader, Camille.

"You must be the father of little sister Sindra. I think there is some misunderstanding. Please allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Lester. I am just a traveler and musician from the continent of Valoran. I came to the First Land just to measure this beautiful land with my feet. I heard that the First Land has the most harmonious natural music score. I Also to find the natural and harmonious sounds that make my heart beat.

As for the matter between me and little sister Sindra, it was actually a misunderstanding. I never thought about taking little sister Sindra away. She has her own family, and I have my own journey.

I just happened to meet that lonely child while I was resting here and shared some of what I saw and heard.

To me, Syndra's child is just a friend I met during the journey. I have no reason to take her away. "

After listening patiently, Camille put down the logging ax and calmed down a bit.

In the land of Ionia, there are indeed many outsiders who come here because of their fame. Although these people are not pleasant and often bring trouble to the peaceful villages, they also embody the characteristics of the new land to some extent. Beauty and grandeur.

For every Ionian, it is a matter of pride that the harmonious beauty of nature in this land is known to the world.

only……

After all, the man in front of me is a stranger with unknown intentions.

"Lester, right? How come you speak Ionian so well?"

Camille decided to explore more.

“How can a traveler gain a foothold in the outside world alone if he doesn’t learn a few more languages?

In fact, in addition to Ionian, I also know Shurima, Freljord, and Demacian. "

In order to prove that what he said was true, Lester deliberately repeated his words in several other languages, which made several people speechless.

Startled by several languages ​​that she had never heard of before, Camille's face became a little confused.

Knowing three other languages ​​means that the young man in front of him has probably been to other countries. Unlike the stable land of his birth, he has long heard that bandits are rampant and wars and disasters are constant in another continent.

Without extraordinary courage, knowledge and force, how could such a handsome young man embark on the journey safely?

In the land of birth, perhaps only the elders of the Palace of Eternal Existence can be so knowledgeable, right?

His words are coherent, his language is gentle, and he is extremely persuasive. Did such a person really come to contact Syndra in order to abduct his little daughter?

Sindra was just an ordinary little farm girl, so what could be worthy of the man in front of her paying careful attention to?

Thinking of this, Kamil waved his hands to several other vigilant villagers, and they put down their farm tools. Only Awad still looked unhappy.

"Lester, I don't know if I should believe you."

When she thought of those unkind words she said at the beginning, Camille didn't know what to say.

"May I ask what your surname is?"

"Cam, Camille, my wife is Maggie, and this is my eldest son, Evard."

"Mr. Kamil, I have no reason to lie to you, and there is no need for you to believe me. At least you understand now that it is enough that your daughter Syndra did not suffer any harm.

Since my existence has caused your concerns, it's time for me to leave.

Little sister Sindra and I are friends. I can't worry little sister Sindra's family because of myself. As long as I leave here, all problems will be solved. "

Unexpectedly, Lester had no intention of defending or commemorating anything. Camille opened her bitter mouth and suddenly felt that she was really nothing.

Syndra has been a bit withdrawn and neurotic since she was a child, which also resulted in Sindra not having many playmates. He usually sees it in his eyes and feels pain in his heart. Unexpectedly, this time his daughter finally made an excellent friend, but because of her own The impulse made the injured Lester choose to leave alone.

What did he do?

"This is my harmonica. I call her [Yelan]. Yelan has been with me for a long time, but now I can't take her with me anymore because I promised Sindra to teach her to play the harmonica."

Holding the harmonica and the music score in both hands, they handed them to the stunned Camille. Lester smiled like a breeze.

He didn't receive a severe beating from his old father, and he didn't destroy an innocent family. This smile should be more sincere.

Although it took a little longer, he could afford to wait.

"I will leave, but I don't want to break the promise, so I can only leave Ye Lan and this sheet music to accompany Syndra,

There are her favorite playing methods of Castle in the Sky and farewell.

Please help me tell Syndra that she will always be my good friend,

If there is fate, one day we will meet again. "

Lester mounted Roy, who had turned into a horse, and left without looking back.

Opening her mouth, Camille wanted to retain Lester, but the man's ridiculous dignity prevented Camille from saying anything. She turned her eyes to her son Aiwad, and the old father's eyes were already evil.

He finally found the real culprit.

It's all the fault of this bad boy who has been lying and falsely accusing others from the beginning. If Ewad hadn't been the one to blame, he wouldn't have acted so recklessly.

It was the best ending for a knowledgeable person like Lester to be Syndra's teacher, but now it made her leave disheartened, and little Sindra also lost her only friend.

Carefully putting away the instruments and sheet music that she had never seen before, Camille lowered her voice.

"Let's go! Brat, come home with me and let me settle the score with you."

Ewad's expression changed drastically, but he could only let his furious father carry his collar back to the village.

…

No one knew how many tears she had shed. Sindra sat on the edge of the bed with red eyes. Her mother Maggie was blocking the door. She could not go anywhere or do anything. She could only wait uneasily for her father to return.

Maybe his father will hurt Lester with an ax and kill the innocent Lester, or maybe Lester will rise up to resist, explain his relationship with him, confront his unbelieving father, and ultimately hurt his father, or maybe Lester would hate his troublesome friend...

Whether it's her father or Lester, she doesn't want to see either party hurt.

But the thoughts she tossed over and over all pointed to bad results, and all kinds of contradictory thoughts filled her mind. All the good experiences in the past two days turned into the strongest emotional impulse at this moment. She really wanted to gain powerful power, be powerful. To the point where no one can stop her power to do what she wants to do and meet the people she wants to see.

Unknowingly, the abnormal shadows around her seemed to have deepened. She didn't know whether those shadows were people or ghosts. Syndra could only lower her head and did not dare to think about it any more.

"Squeak."

The wooden door of the yard made a sound of opening and closing. Maggie immediately stood up and walked out of the house, and Sindra trotted after her.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Sindra was stunned.

The father who was carrying the ax was also carrying his brother this time. The father and brother were not injured in any way, and there was no blood on the ax.

Little Sindra finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on her face.

It seemed that there was no dispute between the two. As long as her father recognized Lester, she could go and play with Lester openly.

"How is it? Is that guy a human trafficker?"

Maggie asked first.

Shaking his head, the guilty man did not dare to look at his daughter's smile. He threw away the bad boy who was suing, and Camille could only tilt his head and explain.

"Not a human trafficker. Lester is a real traveler. He knows three languages ​​​​in addition to Ionian... Sindra, um... come here, Lester left something for you, take it. Come on, don’t lose it.”

The smile froze, and Sindra stepped forward, staring blankly at the harmonica and sheet music handed over by her father, and looked up at the man in confusion.

Why is Lester's favorite harmonica here?

The guilt in her heart deepened, and Camille could only bite the bullet and smile with difficulty.

"This is a gift that Lester gave you before he left. He said that this harmonica is called Yelan, and that the music score contains your favorite tunes..."

"Leave... Where's Dad, Lester? Did you kill him?"

Syndra took a step back, holding Ye Lan and Qu Qu tightly, her eyes suddenly became empty and lifeless.

At this moment, compared with the heartache that was like a knife, those scary ghosts didn't seem so scary.

"How could it be? Dad didn't have any conflict with him, nor did he hurt him. He just left and left here...

Sorry, Syndra, Dad wrongly blamed him. "

Unable to maintain his ridiculous dignity, Camille lowered her voice and adopted an attitude of admitting her mistake.

At least at this moment, he needs to bring the complete words Lester left to Syndra.

"He thought he had caused you trouble, and he didn't want you to be troubled by him, Sindra, so he decided to leave and asked me to tell you..."

Syndra raised her head and looked at Camille blankly, and Camille sighed.

"He asked me to tell you that you will always be his good friend.

If there is fate, one day you will meet again..."

For the rest, Sindra had lost the desire to listen. She just hugged the harmonica and the sheet music tightly and ran towards the mountain desperately.

"Camille..."

Maggie looked at Camille worriedly, but Camille shook her head.

"Let her go. It's okay to be alone. Maybe she will really grow up this time.

Maggie, I did something wrong this time, I hurt Lester and Syndra,

But with the gift Lester left for her, she wouldn't do anything stupid. "

After saying that, Camille grabbed Aiwad who was about to escape.

"You brat, no one is watching you now. Come here."

The door closed with a 'bang', and the crackling sound was remembered, and soon the cries of the male imp came from the house, ringing throughout the whole village.

Since then, Camilla's family has become a laughing stock.

…

Returning to the edge of the cliff again, St. Liupasvo was swaying gently, and it was still green and green, but the lonely figure with his back to himself and facing the horizon could no longer be seen under the tree.

There are no delicious fruits, no sweet candies, no good stories, and no intoxicating notes.

Just one morning passed and I had nothing left.

I became alone again.

A person is sad, a person is crying, a person is alone under the tree, and a person is talking to himself.

"Lester!!! Where are you!!!"

Taking a deep breath, Sindra used all her strength to send out a trembling call. The sound spread from the cliff to the bottom of the mountain, and soon disappeared in the wind.

Naturally, she got no response.

"Lester!!! Come back quickly!!!"

The second call already contained a cry, and Sindra gritted her teeth with difficulty to prevent herself from crying. Unfortunately, this was a futile effort. Although she did not cry, her tears could not stop flowing down.

"Lester!!! Why don't you take me away!!! Wow!!! Daddy! Mommy! Evard!! I hate you guys!!! Do you want to take away my only friend!!!" "

The wailing little girl sat on her knees under the tree, sadness flowing back into the river. All the beautiful expectations disappeared. There was only a breeze lingering around the little girl, lingering around Sindra, as tenderly as a mother who cared for her child.

Until her eyes were dry and red and swollen, and she could no longer shed tears, Sindra got up from the ground, wiped her tears with her sleeves, took out the harmonica and night orchid and the sheet music in her arms,

This was the only gift left to her by her only friend, all because he promised to teach her to play the piano, but he did not promise to take her away.

She knew that it was because he cared about her and didn't want to embarrass her and her family.

He said he understood him, but how could he not understand himself...

There is a simple model of the harmonica drawn on the music score, and each blow hole is marked with a number. As long as you blow the harmonica in sequence according to the numbers on the music score, you can play the melody of the music score.

Sindra, who had listened to it more than once, knew that as long as she had patience, she would be able to learn these two pieces of music sooner or later.

A song for City in the Sky and a song for farewell.

The City in the Sky tells about my dream of living in the sky, and farewell is the tenderness I long for most.

""farewell\

,"It turns out that you knew from the beginning that such a day would come, but why, why was it you who was hurt..."