Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"Who knows? Maybe." Lothar patted Syndra's back with a wry smile. "Why do you care so much about being pregnant? I won't leave you whether you are pregnant or not."

"I just want it!" Syndra showed her arrogant character that she must get what she wants. "Anyway, continue tonight! Nami!"

"Understood!" Nami saluted, which she learned after seeing the Noxian soldier, "I will also try to drain Mr. Lothar tonight, and give all the **** to you, Miss Syndra! "

"Good girl!" Syndra and Nami hugged and fell in love with each other.

"If only Ashe could be like Syndra..." Lothar thought to himself, his eyes were looking at the air fortress in the distance, the lofty mountains of Freljord were slowly retreating, surrounded by mountains and surrounded by mountains. The flat tundra that the river runs through can already see the boundaries.

There, is the seat of the Avarossa tribe.

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Avarossa! Avarossa!

Our mother-in-law, beautiful and generous, has a unique longbow!

Avarossa! Avarossa!

Our people, cast off stereotypes, unite and be strong!

Avarossa! Avarossa!

Our singing, never stop, spread to all directions!

——Avarosa Tribe Ballad "Avarosa Hymn"

Chapter five hundred and sixty third children

Katerina wiped the iron felt with animal oil and carried it back to the wooden house.

"Freljord, this damned place..." Katarina didn't know how many times she had cursed this place, but every day she opened her eyes and felt the piercing chill that kept going all year round, she couldn't help it. curse out.

"Hey..." Katarina put the iron felt in the corner of the wooden house, and couldn't wait to walk to the stove to bake the fire, and then the spoon scooped out a bowl of boiled snow water from the pot on the stove and drank it in small sips.

"Ah..." Katerina let out a white breath after she gradually warmed up, "What the **** am I doing here..."

"Carter!" A young boy shouted from outside the cabin.

"It's here again..." Katerina reluctantly put down the bowl, put on her fur hat, and walked out of the house, where she was called by a half-old child with a red nose.

"Warmother is calling you!" The boy shouted to Katarina energetically.

"Understood." Katerina replied lukewarmly. The Avarosans always carried a kind of enthusiasm towards everyone, even Katerina, a foreigner. Katarina was not very appreciative.

"Carter!" The red-nosed boy looked at Katarina shyly, "You're still so beautiful..."

Katerina's eyelids trembled, and being remembered by a savage little brat didn't make her happy at all: "Wait until you'll read my name."

Katarina left without looking back, leaving the red-nosed boy trying hard to pronounce "Rina", but the foreign pronunciation was too difficult for him.

Katarina walked all the way through the streets of the holy city of Lakstark, which is the base camp of the Avarossa tribe. In any corner of the city, you can see the huge Avarossa ice icon - a hand holding The long-haired woman with a long bow, she is Avarossa, one of the three Frost Sisters.

Katarina didn't look at the huge statue. Although she doubted how the barbarian's rough craftsmanship could carve such a huge and exquisite sculpture, Katarina was not interested in everything about Avarosa.

The streets of Rakstark are busy, and in the Freljord, survival is always the main theme, and the Freljorders will be preparing for the next winter soon after the beginning of spring.

"Hello Carter!"

"Carter! Morning!"

"Beautiful again! Carter!"

"Carter! The hunting team was lucky and shot a few spotted foxes last night! I'll give you one!"

"Carter! I have fresh sea bass here!"

...

The people in Avarosa are as warm as Katerina's relatives and friends. Although they each pronounced Katarina's name, they still treat her like family. Katerina only walked two or three streets. There are already many more gifts from others.

"I really can't stand this ghost place..." Katerina cursed inwardly, "Avarossa people are not normal, right... Even though it's hard for me to spend the winter, I send people everywhere..."

Katarina couldn't understand the Avarosa tribe's philosophy of "everyone is like a sister and brother". Growing up in Noxus, she never regarded other people as objects of mutual assistance, but treated everyone as As an imaginary enemy is more in line with Katarina's appetite.

"Everyone is like a sister and brother..." Katerina sneered in her heart, "I don't think it's strange when my own sister wants to kill me... Also a sister and a brother..."

Katarina walked step by step to the house where the Mother of War was. It was not difficult to find. It was located under the icon of Avarossa.

"Warmother." Katarina pushed open the door directly, Freljord did not have the habit of knocking on the door.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, and it is difficult to see that this is the residence of the highest authority in the tribe.

At the wooden table, a beautiful woman with long white hair was looking at the map and writing something.

"You're here, Katarina." The white-haired woman raised her head and saw Katarina with a kind smile on her face.

Katerina is still reluctant to believe that this young woman of her own age is the mother-in-arms of a large tribe with a population of several hundred thousand people.

And he's the only Freildecker at the moment who can pronounce his full name.

"Anything with me? Ashe." Katarina put the chicken, duck, and fish meat she had received along the way in the corner of the room, patted the snow on her body, and sat in front of Ashe.

"That's it." Ashe showed an embarrassed smile on his face. "My child is gone again. My eagle spirit was sent by me yesterday to patrol the valley to the north and hasn't come back. Can you help me find it?"

"It's gone again." Katerina was very speechless, "Is he just over a year old? How can he disappear every day?"

Ashe smiled: "He is a little restless. The bed that was fixed for him yesterday was broken for him today."

"Oh, I see." Katerina stood up, "I'll look for it. I'll put the things here for you first, and I'll take that kid back after I get it back."

"Thank you." Ashe thanked him, then buried himself in his work.

Katerina's eyes swept across the map on the table, and she saw that the places marked by Ashe were basically the permafrost in the east.

"The territory of Winter's Claw..." Katarina thought.

As a Noxian, Katarina's reputation for Winter's Claw is much greater than that of Avarosa. After all, Winter's Claw is a barbarian who goes south to plunder the northern territories of Noxus every year. Na is also determined to kill Winter's Claw.

"It seems that the war between Avarossa and Winter's Claw will begin sooner or later..." Katarina walked out of the house while thinking about the future situation of the Freljord.

Katerina had just walked out of the house when she suddenly realized that it was pointless to think about these things—she was now going to help the mother-in-law find her naughty son.

"What the **** am I doing..." Katarina looked up at the falling snow. Since she came to Freljord, Katarina has not seen the snow stop, just like her heart, Bingbing cool.

Katarina desires to do something for Noxus, she wants to be the sharpest blade of Noxus and kill all of Noxus' enemies.

But since she was sent here by Grand Commander Swain, Swain has given her no further instructions. The Shurima girl named Taliyah had left Avarosa, and she was here to stay.

The last contact from the Grand Commander brought by the raven half a year ago only made her "wait quietly", and Katarina seemed to have changed from a murderous assassin to an ordinary person working in Avarosa.

The days of not killing people are very difficult. Katarina dreams of regaining her curved blade and dagger. Unfortunately, she has no target to assassinate.

"Forget it, don't think about it..." Katerina patted her face, and she jumped onto the roof of the house. Just after jumping up, she saw some small footprints and handprints on the snow on the roof. cover them up.

"That kid... It doesn't look like he has gone very far..." Katarina lowered her body and followed the traces across the roofs of Laxstark City.

Freljord's house was built relatively low to withstand the wind and snow, and Katarina jumped up without pressure, but she was still surprised how a child who was less than two years old could climb up.

Katarina followed her all the way, and she soon came to the edge of Lacoste.

"That kid... won't run out of the city, right?" Katerina felt tight, it was not safe outside the city.

The trace finally disappeared on the roof of a house. Katerina stopped to look around, and finally she saw a small figure.

Katerina rushed towards him quickly. She saw a little child crawling and rolling in the snow, giggling with laughter. It was obviously too cold for a beast to be unwilling to go outside, but the child was dressed in thin clothes. Clothes have fun in the snow.

Katarina suddenly grabbed the child by the collar and picked her up.

A young boy covered in snow laughed even more when he saw Katerina. He opened his arms and shouted, "Mom! Mom!"

"I'm not your mother." Katerina helped the little boy pat the snow off him. "You're not afraid of the cold at all. Is this the bloodline of Frost Ice..."

"Hug! Hug!" the little boy shouted, he hadn't learned to speak yet, so he could only say some simple words.

"No." Katarina carried the little boy like a chicken, "Come back with me to see your mother."

"Wow!" The little boy suddenly burst into tears.

"Ah..." Katerina sighed, she knew that if she walked back to Lax Stark with a crying child, she would definitely attract the attention of countless people, "I see, I hug you, I hug you You, darling, don't cry."

Katerina held the little boy in her arms, and the little boy stopped crying all of a sudden, he grinned happily at Katerina.

Katerina couldn't help laughing herself. She basically watched the child grow from a baby to such a big age, and she was familiar with him. The little boy was lying on Katarina's chest, and his little hands drilled into her chest. .

"Don't touch, I don't have milk like your mother." Katerina grabbed the little boy's little hand.

"Grandma! Grandma!" The little boy seemed to be hungry and shouted perseveringly.

"Understood, don't yell, go back with me to see your mother and I'll have milk to drink." Katerina patted the little boy on the back, but she wondered why she was an assassin before coaxing children.

She looked at the little boy's face and moved in her heart.

The older the child grew, the more Katerina felt this way.

He really looks a lot like that man.

"Luo Si..." Katarina said softly.

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The third "I" is the "I" born in the body of the Queen of Ice.

——Luo Thirty

Chapter five hundred and sixty-four Katarina's actions

Katarina couldn't handle the little boy who cried without milk. She went to a herdsman and bought him a can of Ernook goat milk. Katarina fed him little by little the hollow bird bone grass. .

The little boy drank happily, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Huh... I'm dead cold..." Katarina herself was drinking a bowl of hot soup, which was kindly given to her by the aunt who sold goat milk.

Compared to Katerina, who was cold and blue in thick clothes, the little boy who was wearing only a single shirt but was still ruddy in the ice and snow looked very strange.

"Blood of ice..." Katarina thought while breastfeeding.

The magical bloodline spread among the Freljord people. People with ice bloodline are not afraid of the cold, their physique is far better than ordinary people, and they can use a magical weapon called "Zhenbing Weapon". Na has seen many ice bloodlines, among them, Warmother Ashe and her True Ice Longbow are particularly impressive to her.

If Ashe appeared on the battlefield, she alone could destroy at least one centurion.

"Will this child grow to that point in the future..." Katerina looked at the little boy with milk flowing from the corner of her mouth, sighed a little, and helped her wipe it clean, "Are you full? Go back."

"hug!"

Katarina reluctantly picked up the little boy, the boy was very curious about her red hair, and began to scratch with her small hands.

"Carter!" The peasant woman selling goat milk stopped Katerina, who was about to leave, and happily stuffed her a bucket of goat milk, "It's for you, you're holding the war mother's child, right? Haha, He must be a great Iceborn warrior when he grows up."

"Thanks...Thanks..." Katarina reluctantly accepted the gift.

"But I can't see it."

"Can't see what?"

"You will still have children." The peasant woman raised her index finger at Katarina, a gesture of compliment in the Freljord, "Look how happy this little guy is with you, and you will definitely be one in the future. good mother."

The corners of Katarina's mouth twitched. "A good mother" is not a compliment to her.

She never wanted to be a mother.

"Mom! Mom!" The little boy was chatting again.

"Shut up!" Katarina snapped.

The little boy and the peasant woman were frightened by Katarina's drink, and Katarina turned away irritably.

The little boy quickly forgot that Katerina was killing him just now, and continued to play with her hair.

"I really don't want to stay in this place for a moment..." Katerina held a sigh of relief in her chest. She used to think that the undercover mission was the easiest task, but now it can kill people at a glance.

Katarina walked through Lax Stark with her head buried in her arms, holding the child in her arms tightly, not knowing where to vent her anger.

"Gah! Gah!" the piercing crow screamed into Katarina's ears.

Katerina immediately looked in the direction of the voice, and in her almost ecstatic gaze, a raven with scarlet eyes was standing on a wooden fence.

Katarina rushed to the wooden fence with a single stride. She saw the raven's scarlet eyes revealing a magical luster, projected on the back of Katarina's hand, and the light formed words.

Noxian.

Katarina quickly scanned the text three times, and after making sure she fully understood its meaning, she turned and left, and the raven flapped its wings and flew away.

"Finally..." Katerina's steps were brisk, and the unhappiness that had accumulated in her heart was swept away, "The commander has finally given an order!"

Katerina hurried back to Ashe's house. She just opened the door and saw a bald beast spirit walker standing in Ashe's house.