LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Riven's mother died in childbirth when she was born, and her father died in the war a few years later. She had no home or family since she was a child.

These acquaintances and friends in the countryside of Trewell were already the closest people to her in the past.

So for this trip back home, Riven always had some subtle emotions that she couldn't explain. nervous? expect? Miss you? There seems to be some.

But when she wore the armor of an imperial officer, rode a tall dragon lizard, and returned to the small village in her memory, all she saw was... panicked women, fleeing men, and wailing child.

This was exactly the same scene as when Riven led the Noxian army to raid the villages in Demacia.

"Alas..." Riven sighed in dismay.

"Everyone, stop!" Marit shouted immediately.

She opened her bow and nocked an arrow, and one arrow pierced the calf of a fleeing farmer, causing him to scream and fall to the ground, nailed to the ground by the long arrow.

Wails echoed throughout the countryside, and no one in the villagers dared to escape.

"What are you doing?" Riven frowned: "We are not in Demacia now, Marit."

"But they made you unhappy." Marit replied calmly.

"No need." Riwen felt a little uncomfortable: "They are my fellow villagers after all."

"Then they should welcome their hometown heroes instead of running away," Mallett said.

As she spoke, she looked with satisfaction at the villagers who were already trembling with fear and did not dare to run away, then she drove the magic bird to catch up and walked to the farmer who was injured by the arrow:

"This is what Lord Riven asked me to reward you with. Take it."

Marit threw a bag of gold coins and a bottle of expensive magic healing potion into the soil soaked in the farmer's blood.

"Thank...Thank you, sir! Thank you, Master Riven." As expected, the farmer didn't even care about his injuries, so he hugged the bag of gold coins like crazy and thanked them with tears of gratitude.

He kept shouting, trying to express his gratitude. But Marit ignored him. Riven looked at it twice, then stopped looking.

Marit just looked back at the villagers who had become honest and said loudly:

"Villagers, you should feel honored——"

"Because the hero of Trivel, the warrior commended by His Majesty, the master of the Blackstone Rune Sword, and the commander of the Rune Swordsman Legion, Lord Riven, returned home to visit you today!"

"Riwen? Is it Riwen?" The villagers looked at each other and started talking.

Some of them recognized this poor girl from back then, while others had no impression of her. But this does not prevent everyone from reacting correctly.

They walked honestly from all directions, stood in front of Riven's tall dragon lizard car, and then knelt on the ground: "Huan, welcome Master Riven..."

"Well..." Looking at these villagers kneeling together, familiar and unfamiliar, Riwen felt agitated for no reason.

No fun, no fun at all.

It turned out that Triwell was not her home at all. She doesn't belong here anymore.

"Everyone, get up." Riven was no longer in the mood to play the game of getting rich and returning home.

She just wanted to settle the matter as soon as possible, send the soldier Ona's ashes home, and then return to the city and the military camp with Marit.

There are also her comrades in the military camp, her Jin Lan sisters. Maybe that's her real home.

"Who are Ona's parents?"

Riven asked condescendingly while riding on the back of the dragon lizard.

"I. I am Ona's mother." An old woman stood up.

"Where is her father?" Riven asked.

"Killed in battle a few years ago." The old woman replied.

"Oh." This was not an unexpected answer, and Riven was not surprised.

"Ona also died." Riven said directly. Noxians don't mince words, and they don't shy away from bad news.

"I know." The old woman's answer was also unusually calm.

"A few days ago, the herald sent back the news of Ona's sacrifice."

The death notice has been conveyed to the family members a long time ago, but Ona's remains have not yet been sent back.

"So this time I will help you and bring her back." Riven said this and casually took off the small package from the dragon lizard's back.

She subconsciously wanted to throw it down, but was stunned for a moment, then carefully held the package, turned over and jumped off the back of the tall dragon lizard, and stood on the ground at the same height as the old woman:

"Madam, these are Ona's remains."

Riven solemnly handed the package to the old woman's hand.

"..." The old woman hugged the package and was silent for a while. She was trembling slightly, but not much.

It's like I've already gotten used to it.

Tears welled in her eyes, but the old woman still said calmly: "Thank you, Master Riven."

Then she held her daughter's urn, hesitated for a moment, and then asked eagerly: "Master...is it just Ona?"

"What?" Riwen was confused.

The old woman said: "Ona's two brothers died in the battle the year before last. The herald said that they were buried in Shurima and could not come back."

"Oh..." Riven understood.

Noxus has no policy of sending the remains of fallen soldiers back home in the past two years. Ona was just sent back by her because she died close to home.

As for Ona's two brothers who died in Shurima, it is of course impossible for them to come back.

"Please have my condolences." That was all Riwen could say.

When Marit heard this, she couldn't help but ask the old woman: "Your husband, two sons, and one daughter are all sergeants fighting for the empire?"

"Yeah." The old woman nodded.

"You have a family of heroes," Mallett said.

Then she turned over and jumped off the demon bird's back, and stood respectfully in front of the old woman to show her respect.

"Oona died for the honor of the Empire. She died a hero."

"Ma'am, everyone in Trewell should be proud of you and your daughter."

Marit said this, and the villagers immediately agreed.

Everyone surrounded the old woman and worshiped her and her sacrificed daughter as the greatest heroes.

"Um..." Riwen's expression was a little subtle.

Because according to the cause of death she saw on the death roll:

Ona was actually careless while robbing something in a Demacia village, and was stabbed to death by a barbaric German farmer with a pitchfork.

For a Noxian, this kind of death was extremely humiliating.

So later, the Noxian army directly slaughtered the village, killing all the men who were taller than a wheel. The women and children were used as slaves, packed and sold to the colonial farms on the north coast of Shurima.

"Yes, your daughter is a hero."

"She died heroically on the battlefield for the Empire's great conquest of the Demacia barbarians."

Although her mood was a little subtle, Riven finally showed an enthusiastic expression and said to the old woman.

The old woman was moved to accept the loud praises from everyone.

But after hesitating and stuttering for a while, she cautiously asked Riven, who seemed to be relatively easy to talk to:

"Well, Master Riven...Ona, she..."

"Did you bring back her death pension?"

"Huh?" Riwen was slightly startled.

"Have you not received the pension yet?" She couldn't believe it.

Shouldn't the pension be sent back to the family as soon as possible when the death notice is sent to the family?

"Not yet." The old woman said, "The herald only told me that Ona died and did not give us a pension. He said that the army's funds are tight now, and I have to wait a little longer."

"How is this possible!" Marit was also shocked.

You must know that Noxus may mistreat workers and farmers, but it will never mistreat soldiers.

As long as Noxians join the army, they can receive a large settlement allowance, their families who died in battle can also receive generous pensions, and they can also receive enviable salaries and allowances during their service.

Even the spoils they grabbed in battle would be distributed to the soldiers in proportion by the officers after the war.

In other words, being a soldier not only earns high wages, but you can also commit legal robbery. If you're lucky, you might get rich from a battle.

Therefore, even though Noxus has been at war since its birth, and has been fighting for more than 900 years without stopping, the morale of the Noxian army is still stable and the fighting spirit is high.

Because the empire has been expanding smoothly, soldiers have always been paid high salaries and have things to grab.

As a result, everyone was willing to fight, willing to fight, and brave enough to participate in the war. They also respected, envied, and worshiped the soldiers of the empire.

But now...

"The army doesn't even pay pensions?" Even Marit was angry now.

"But, maybe it's just a little later..." the old woman said with some fear: "When my son died the year before last, the pension was paid a few months late."

"I'll wait a little longer. It should be fine after a while..."

It turns out it’s not that I didn’t send it, it was just delayed.

But...is this really no problem?

"Our Noxus Empire, when did we have to delay the pensions of soldiers..." Marit was upset for a while.

Riven felt even more complicated.

She still remembered that less than ten years ago, when the imperial recruiting officer came to the village, the villagers enthusiastically signed up and enthusiastically followed it, and the beautiful scene was full of vitality and everything was competing.

She was in the enviable eyes of everyone and was selected with outstanding talent and physical fitness to become a member of the glorious Noxus Empire army.

How come it's only been less than ten years...

The imperial army began to rob farmers, and farmers began to treat the army as a plague.

Even the pensions for the empire's fallen soldiers have to be delayed for several months before they are barely paid out?

"Running on a horse." Riven couldn't figure it out: "How did the empire become like this?"