League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Piltover, Giraman Manor, a more intimate afternoon tea party.

The mask had already been forcibly pulled off by several pairs of delicate hands. Lester sat in the center C seat among the six Piltover ladies. He turned his head to look at the female head of the Gila Mann family at the opposite table, trying hard to maintain a gentle smile on his face. , the corners of his mouth twitched.

[Can you take care of these good sisters of yours? Look where you put this hand? Don't you see that they are becoming more and more disgraceful? Why don't you call your adopted husband over to share some of the pressure with me? 】

Noticing Lester's gaze, the head of the Giramann family, Cassandra Giramann's bright blue eyes were full of apology and pleading, and she shook her head slightly.

[Sir, you are too charming. If I stop you, it will dampen the enthusiasm of these women. In this case, they will not take their children to participate in the study meeting hosted by the Gila Mann family. I am afraid that Miss Ahri will not There will be so many friends,

As for Tobias, sir, he has no right to appear here. Don’t worry, they won’t go too far]

Lester rolled his eyes and was speechless, but then he thought about it, it was something worthwhile for little Ahri to make so many friends, and he was willing to sacrifice some for the sake of his children.

As for poor Tobias, Leicester had nothing to do. Who made him choose to marry into his wife? I can only go to the theater to listen to the play.

At the same time, in the study room of the manor, the teacher arranged by the Giramann family announced that get out of class was over. The six children around four or five years old cheered and soon gathered around the six-year-old Ahri, their little faces full of anticipation. .

"Sister Ah Li, can you tell me another story about Wuji Village? Is there really such a beautiful sword dance in this world? I really want to see it~"

"No, sister Ahri should tell her story about Noxus. I think sister Ahri's father is so handsome, much more handsome than my father. It would be great if sister Ahri's father was my father... "

Among the chirping children, Ahri in a floral dress sat on the sofa with her hands on her hips and a proud look on her face like the king of children.

"My father likes pretty and cute girls the most. Brother Nick, if you are a boy, my father will definitely not like you."

Nick, the little boy who just praised Leicester for being handsome, burst into tears when he heard this. He was heartbroken to lose his adoptive father.

The other girls looked delighted and quickly asked how Ahri could become beautiful and cute. However, the youngest Catherine sat aside with her lips pursed, neither noisy nor fussy, looking very well-behaved.

"Sister Caitlin, what are you thinking about?"

Caitlin's appearance aroused Ahri's curiosity, and the other children also looked at the young master of Gila Mann Manor.

Having said that, it's not just once or twice that Caitlin doesn't fit in.

Under the eyes of everyone, Caitlin, who looked quiet but was actually in a daze, quickly blushed with embarrassment. She hesitated and glanced at the beautiful sister Ali, and then quickly lowered her head, revealing her low self-esteem. look.

Remembering that his father had told him to get along well with his sister Caitlin, Ahri walked out from the children, sat next to Caitlin, and held her sister's little hand.

"Don't be afraid, you can tell me anything you want."

"Well, sister Ah Li, you are so beautiful, unlike me, who is thin and small..."

"Hahaha~ Sister Caitlin, how could you think of comparing yourself with Sister Ahri? Sister Ahri is the most beautiful sister in the world~"

The other children laughed harmlessly, and Caitlin lowered her head.

"Actually, is it all because of my father that I am so beautiful?"

"dad?"

The children, including Caitlin, stared wide-eyed, confused.

"My father is very beautiful, so naturally I am also very beautiful? Caitlin's father is also very good-looking, and Caitlin's sister will also be very good-looking when she grows up.

Unlike you, Nick, your dad is not that ugly, and you certainly won’t be good-looking either. "

"But, but, my mother, my mother also... Wow wow wow!"

Nick, who wanted to argue that his mother was good-looking, couldn't stop crying anymore and burst into tears. For a while, the study room was filled with happy air.

Seeing that the topics discussed by the children were getting more and more outrageous, the teacher waiting outside the door did not dare to let the children discuss issues about their father and mother, lest any smart children would understand the meaning of their mother bringing them to class.

This is the perfect time for the Gila Mann family to solidify their connections.

"Ahem, okay kids, the relaxation time is over. There is one last language class. Let us consolidate the Noxian language we learned yesterday."

The noisy study soon became quiet, with only the teacher patiently explaining the knowledge of Valoran variants to the children.

…

Freljord, Valar Valley,

In the ice and snow, a woman wearing an animal skin hood pulled a little boy and staggered southward in the wind and snow. The woman sometimes looked back in horror, as if there was some savage beast behind her.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

The little boy's face turned sour due to his rumbling stomach.

"Jace, hold on, they're still behind you, they're still behind you..."

Demon-like humanoid beasts suddenly burst into the village from the blizzard, attacking every living person they saw indiscriminately.

The Freljords, Demacians, Noxians, Shurimans, even if everyone unites, they can't compete with those beastmen of unknown origin. Women can only watch helplessly as their husbands try to give themselves Fight with the child for time to escape and die at the hands of the beastman.

To this day, the woman has not forgotten her husband's painful scream before his death.

"After passing this mountain, mom will find you something to eat..."

Knowing that his mother had been taking him to avoid the monsters that killed his father, the little boy gritted his teeth and nodded, stubbornly following behind.

It was getting late, but the blizzard was getting heavier and heavier. The woman had to consider spending the night. If she forced herself to climb the mountain overnight, she would most likely freeze to death on the snowy mountain.

Fortunately, the woman found a hidden beast cave with no owner. The reason why she felt it was ownerless was because the woman did not find any bones left after being eaten by wild beasts in the cave... Until now, she could only pray for herself. The judgment was correct.

Before it got completely dark, the little boy and his mother picked up a lot of wood branches and formed a circle with cold hard stones to make a simple stove.

The woman took out a flint and steel, used the newly dug bird's nest as a kindling to light the dry wood branches, and added some wet firewood. A woman with rich survival experience knew that it would not be a big problem for the stove to burn for one night, even if a wild beast came. In the cave, the flames can buy her and her son some time to save themselves.

Spreading out the cold bundle, the woman carefully placed two bird eggs in the stone pit next to the stove. She picked up a sour snow berry and chewed it gently in her mouth. The woman smiled with difficulty.

"Jace, mother will definitely take you out. We will return to Demacia first, and then take a boat from Demacia back to Piltover. We are not going anywhere. We will live well in Piltover. Nothing like this will happen again, and mom promises you that there will never be such a danger again."

"But, but dad, dad..."

The little boy lowered his head. Just a day ago, he was acting coquettishly in his father's arms, saying that he and his father would find Ornn's successor and learn the knowledge of forging.

At this time today, he only has his mother left as a relative.

"Jace, remember, this is the path your father chose."

The woman covered her forehead in pain and used her fingers to block the weakness in her eyes.

“He was unwilling to be ordinary, unwilling to be an ordinary craftsman with just a patent for a folding wrench, so he gave up his stable life and came to this land of ice and snow to look for miracles.

But there are so many miracles in this world, Jess, remember, we can have lofty ideals, but we must also consider whether the too lofty ideals can be realized, and whether there will be any of us in the process of realizing them. Unbearable risks. This is a bloody lesson. Your father has used his own life to prove to us what unrealistic wishes are.

If we...we could go back to Piltover, Jess, mother would give up everything so that you could grow up in peace. We don't want glory and wealth, we just want peace and stability. "

The woman originally wanted to give both eggs to her son and only eat some snow berries herself, but the boy refused to eat the second one. The woman could only turn her back and ate the other egg with silent tears.

This was the only food they had, and the journey to Demacia was still unknown. Under the bad weather, they didn't have any supplies, and they fled in a hurry. They didn't prepare hunting bows, and naturally they didn't have the ability to hunt with bare hands. ,

The woman knew that her and her son's death was a foregone conclusion, and the barren and cold snow-capped mountains would become their and their son's graves.

Maybe there would be no need to leave the beast's cave tomorrow, maybe soon a predator that mother and son could not resist would eat the food that came to their door.

"Mom, I'm afraid."

Jace curled up close to the burning bonfire. The woman who had been watching the cave gently held her son's little hand and turned her head to face the light of the bonfire. The despair on the woman's face turned into unwavering determination and confidence. , and a confident smile.

"Don't be afraid. Mom is here. Go to sleep. We have to go on a journey tomorrow."

Seeing that his mother was still as calm and calm as before, the little boy felt relieved, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"For Jace, I can't stop."

Looking at her son's cute little face gradually relaxing, the woman lowered her head and hardened her heart in the howling wind and snow outside the beast's cave.

"No matter how heavy the wind and snow are, it can't stop my steps. Even if death comes to me and Jace, I will not succumb to you!"

As if fate sensed the woman's obsession with survival, no uninvited guests appeared outside the beast's cave that night.

It was just dawn, and the woman who had been sleeping lightly for a while took a look at the calm weather, and woke up her son. The two took advantage of the calm to pack up and set off again.

As the night passed, the little boy seemed to have matured a lot. Even though his stomach was growling, he didn't say how hungry he was. Even when he recalled his father's warm embrace, he didn't mention his father again. The little boy just tightened the woman's arms. Big hands, following closely behind.

The endless snow-capped mountains are enough to flatten one's will. In the cold environment, in order to maintain the body temperature, the human body's energy consumption is extremely fast. The animal skin boots on the two feet are getting colder and colder, and the toes are getting more and more wooden. Every step he takes is as heavy as a thousand stones. Even a pebble on the roadside becomes a terrifying and insurmountable obstacle.

When the sun was about to rise to noon, the energy of the woman who had not slept much all night was finally exhausted in order to guard against the beast's den. All her determination disappeared with her fallen body. With a pop, the woman fell into the soft snow. Like a collapsed mountain range.

"Mommy mommy!"

The last spiritual pillar collapsed suddenly, and the little boy screamed, and with tears in his eyes, he helped up his mother who was lying on her back in the snow.

"Wake up! Mom! Didn't you say you wanted to take me home?"

Blinking her eyes, the woman's pale face showed a few sickly blushes, and her voice was as low as a mosquito's moan.

"Jace, Mom wants to sleep for a while. You can go by yourself. Child, take the flint and steel, put on Mom's fur coat, and walk down the mountain. Mom will come find you when she wakes up. Go ahead, Jace, Mom knows You are the bravest kid."

"I don't want it! I don't want to leave my mother!"

But the little boy was unwilling to listen to his mother's lies anymore. He hugged the woman whose body was still warm, and the tears in the corners of his eyes froze.

He had already lost the opportunity to hug his father, and he would never allow himself to lose his mother's hug again.

"Silly boy, the men in the Tallis family are all so stubborn. Mom was really blind before marrying your dad."

Purple lips said this, but the woman smiled and gently hugged her son who was sobbing gently with one hand that could only be raised.

The woman suddenly discovered that by holding her son like this, she no longer had any fear of death.

In a daze, she recalled the day when she and the man gave birth to their son a few years ago. At that time, Jess's father held his son as if he owned the whole world.

In Wow, Jace Tallis has his own name and shoulders the responsibility of carrying forward the Tallis family.

It's a pity that because of an unattainable expectation, the Tallis family eventually became a joke and three withered bones on the iceberg. Following that man, she and her son would also die in the underworld.

The woman closed her eyes, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of her mouth.

Piltover's mature industrial system does not require a blacksmith wielding a hammer. Perhaps the name Tallis should not have appeared in Piltover in the first place.

As the mother and son waited in silence for death, the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow came from one side.

"I heard the crying from five miles away, kid, and it looks like you and your mother could use some help."

Jess, with red and swollen eyes, turned around and saw a stranger who covered his body tightly.