Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"But you still have injuries..."

"It's alright, we are all quite pain-tolerant. I just need some herbal medicine for this minor injury. I don't think this big fool will die no matter what."

Lothar's words seemed to stimulate Olaf, and the berserker glared at him.

Lux knew that it was useless to say anything, and this young man's heart never belonged here for a moment.

Not a moment belonged to her.

"That's good...bye, Rorschach."

"Well, bye, ass."

After leaving these words, Lothar took Olaf away without looking back, walked northwest, and returned to the embrace of the frozen snow-capped mountains.

The shadow of the town of Forsbarrow moved further and further away from them until it disappeared.

Lux did not see them off, not even seeing them off. She immediately threw herself into the work of assisting the Temple of Light in arranging the follow-up to Fosborough.

"Okay, don't be depressed." Lothar comforted Olaf, who was sighing all the way, "Isn't it because I didn't die this time? As long as you follow me, there are many opportunities."

"Hey, you kid don't know what a pity I am." Olaf cried and grimaced, "It's just a little bit! I can be killed just a little bit! I can be freed! As a result, the group didn't know what to do. Everything has disappeared!"

Lothar stuck out his tongue: "Then what can I do but say that you are unlucky. It's okay, I have another opponent for you, in the Freljord, and you will see him soon already."

"I hope he can be as fierce as the group of things in Forsbarrow." Olaf seemed to have no hope, and he was always very annoyed that he didn't die this time. "It's just a little bit... just a little bit..."

"Don't be sad, think for the best." Lothar patted Olaf on the back, "This time you killed the Quartet in Fosborough, the Demacians respect heroes, they will definitely thank you, maybe A monument or statue will be erected for you, like Fosse Ian, and your legend will live on in Demacia."

"In Demacia...there is my legend." Olaf's eyes widened, Lothar's words came directly to his heart, and he straightened his back all of a sudden, "Okay! Okay! I didn't expect Lao Tzu to be here yet. The Freljord is famous, and it is already famous in a foreign country! Good! Good! Hahahahaha! They will definitely be grateful to Lao Tzu!"

...

"I can't wait to kill that barbarian!" Varya sat beside Galen's bed and said bitterly.

Garen sat on the bed, covered with bandages, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Don't say that, Varya, didn't he fight alongside us?"

"But can't he look at his feet when he is fighting!" Varya's hair stood up in anger, "Do you know how many people he trampled and injured?"

Most of the people in Forsbarrow were unscathed. The Nightmare Legion did not seem to cause any harm to those they did not want to attack. Instead, Olaf, who was fighting under the high platform, trampled many innocent people, and some were even trampled. He was seriously injured and still hasn't woken up yet.

After learning the result, Galen was dumbfounded for a while. He didn't expect that it was not the mighty Nightmare Legion that would cause the greatest harm to the people of Fosborough, but the Berserker who fought with them.

"Forget it, it's not bad that no one died. It's normal for him to be injured by accident with his fighting style." Galen comforted.

Varya looked at Galen, who had always hated evil and could not tolerate any harm to innocents, and said in surprise, "Why are you speaking for that savage? It's not like you!"

Galen looked out the window, and Hexi's sun shone on his quilt, and it smelled good: "Just think that I have grown a little after this battle."

Varya doesn't know why.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door of Galen's room, and it was Lux who came in.

"Lux." Galen greeted, "How's the settlement work going?"

"It's almost there, I'm here to report to you." Lux looked at Varya apologetically, "I'm sorry, I want to talk to him alone."

"It's okay, you two brothers and sisters talk slowly, and I'll go to bed to heal for a while." Varya waved her hands indifferently, covering her wounds and leaving the room.

Lux sat down on the chair, looked at the exaggerated bandages on Galen's body, and said worriedly, "Are you alright?"

Galen smiled slightly: "Fortunately, I haven't hurt much to the point of death. It'll be good to rest for a while."

Lux nodded and began to report the situation to Galen: "The residents of Fosborough are basically settled, and the Temple of the Lightbringer will be responsible for the follow-up work. Judge Giselle was temporarily suspended for covering up the fact that his son was a mage. . Luca has been connected to the temple, and Sister Petunia will be personally responsible for his education, waiting for the abolitionist from the capital to come and abolish his magic."

Speaking of which, Lux felt a little guilty. She clearly promised Luca that he would teach him to control his own magic, but the laws of Demacia could not be broken, so Luca had to leave it to the demon abolitionist in the end.

"It seems that we have nothing to worry about." Galen said.

"Maybe we should also attend Aldo Dayan's funeral," Lux reminded.

Galen was taken aback: "Funeral"

"I explained everything to the residents of Fosbello, and proved that Aldo Dayan's killing of his wife, children and neighbors was not his fault, but caused by demons," Lacus said. " The residents are very depressed, and everyone has a share in pushing Aldo to the execution platform. Now they are all lining up to go to the temple to repent, and they are also raising funds for Aldo's funeral."

Galen was silent for a while: "Do you think he deserves such kindness?"

"Certainly worthy."

"But he killed innocent people after all, and he deserves his life."

"But there is a reason behind it. The people were carried away by the momentary anger, eagerly seeking a verdict, and executing Aldo without investigating the truth, which is obviously wrong."

Galen said nothing.

Lux saw her brother's thoughts - he still didn't think Aldo Dayan was completely innocent, he was too straight.

Lux sighed silently in her heart, and did not continue to struggle with this topic.

"Rorschach and Olaf are gone." Lacus said, "The purpose of their coming to Forsbarrow is that demon. Now that the demon is gone, they probably won't come back."

"We can't take it lightly. The Freljords are our feud. Although they helped us this time because of the same purpose, we may not know their true purpose next time. What is it?" Galen reminded.

"They won't do that," Lux said.

"How can you be sure"

"I'm just sure."

"No matter what, I will apply to the capital to strengthen the border patrol in the north, just in case." Galen looked his sister's eyes directly, and said solemnly: "Tell me honestly, you and that Rorschach, What's the matter."

Lux sighed deeply: "I like him, but he doesn't like me, that's the relationship."

"That's all"

"That's all."

Galen asked nervously, "He didn't stain your innocence, did he? You're underage!"

Lux glared at Galen viciously: "No! He just kissed me for that one time, nothing more."

"That's good." Galen breathed a sigh of relief, "Forget him, Lux, you will never be able to. Don't worry about your father and mother anymore, they are already very sad about you dyeing the devil. "

Garen's words seemed to anger Lux, and she clenched her fists: "The whole of Demacia hates magic, hates the Freljords, but this time it was my light and two Freljords who saved me. Forsborough."

A trace of heartache flashed in Galen's eyes: "Are you still unwilling to abolish your magic?"

"I just know that my light can make me do more." Lux stood up. "More good things."

Garen felt the pain in the wound, and he calmed down: "Lux, you don't understand, the ban on magic is for Demacia... Even if you don't plan to destroy the demon now, please promise my brother one thing."

"what"

"I won't tell anyone about you and that Rorschach, including father and mother." Galen said solemnly, "Varya and the others, I will keep them tight-lipped, and no one will know about it again. But you go back After that, you must obey the arrangement of the family and try to have a blind date."

Lux felt cold hands and feet, and she thought of Rorschach's face, which flashed in her mind over and over again.

"Marriage between nobles is necessary, it can strengthen Demacia and make the country more healthy." Galen said, "You are the direct daughter of the Crown Guard family. The meaning of your marriage is more important than you think. many."

Lux suddenly wanted to laugh. She was in a high position, but she couldn't decide her own love.

But she couldn't smile.

"It's also for Demacia"

Garen nodded heavily: "This is also for Demacia."

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Regarding the black magic incident in Fosborough, it once again proved that magic is harmful to the country and the people. There are still many doubts and inconceivable things about this incident. I will ask my nephew Galen to sort out and submit the specific report as soon as possible, but I would like to ask His Majesty for two points first.

First, the record of disasters caused by mages has been increasing in recent years, including extremely vicious events such as the Silas incident in Border Town and this time the Fosborough Nightmare incident. I implore Your Majesty to increase the manpower of magic seekers and the search efforts across the country to stop magical incidents from continuing to occur.

Second, during this Forsbarrow incident, two Freljord barbarians with unknown purpose appeared there, and they disappeared immediately after the incident. It is not ruled out that the barbarians are planning some kind of conspiracy. Just in case, please send additional Ranger troops to strengthen patrols in the north.

Above, all for Demacia.

——To General Tiana

Chapter 70 The Eagle of Prophecy

Leaving the territory of Demacia, with a faint apology to Lux, Lothar set out on his way home.

This trip to Demacia did not actually solve many of the doubts in Lothar's heart.

where is the joker

What the **** are Evelyn and that nightmare demon?

And when Lothar met Evelyn when she was ten years old, how did she get saved?

These questions have not been answered.

"I can already see the port of Ningshuang." Because both Lothar and Olaf were seriously injured, they hurried slowly, and it took a long journey to see the shadow of the port of Ningshuang, Lothar The desire to see Ashe again became more and more urgent.

"Don't forget the mead you owe Lao Tzu." Olaf reminded, "A total of eight barrels! If one barrel is less, Lao Tzu will go back to Locklaw. Don't do it!"

"Yes yes yes." Lothar rolled his eyes, "You really don't know people, you can't be without you."

"I always feel like your kid is perfunctory to me." Olaf stroked his beard. "If you dare to renege on your debt, I will tell your wife that you are **** hooking up with other girls in Demacia!"

Lothar was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "What is hooking up! My **** and I are just friends!"

"Who would believe it." Olaf sneered, "You little brat has learned to be merciful everywhere before your hair grows. If your wife finds out, she will definitely stab you to death with Zhen Bing!"

Lothar didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He actually had a reason to be caught by the stupid big guy Olaf, and this guy couldn't make any sense no matter what he said. Lothar had to admit it and promised to give him the wine as soon as he returned to Ningfrost Harbor.

A loud eagle roar echoed between the mountains, and Lothar looked up: "It's an eagle of prophecy."

"It seems that the Freljord is welcoming us." Returning to his homeland, although Olaf couldn't see it on the surface, he was actually a little happy in his heart.

Lothar watched the Eagle of Prophecy soar in the sky and flew in the direction of Frost Harbor: "I don't know what happened to Ashe, I hope there is no trouble."

"Mother-in-law, you'll know if you go back and have a look. I have to go to the tavern first, I won't wait for you." Olaf said, unable to hold back the temptation to go back to Ningshuang Harbor to drink mead, and ran down the snow slope.

"Wait for me!" Lothar hurriedly chased after him, while muttering, "I really don't know what this pervert does, obviously the injury is not completely healed, and he runs faster than the snow leopard..."

It took Lothar's milk to barely keep up with Olaf, and the injury on his foot almost didn't open again.

Breathing in the Freljord's cold wind mixed with ice **** while running, Lothar felt that his chest and lungs began to ache, but when he saw a figure walking out of the frost port from a distance, all the pain was gone. Instantly gone.

"Ashe!" Lothar shouted his wife's name, and he clearly saw the girl with a happy smile on her face, waving at him.

After not seeing him for more than a month, this silver-haired girl has become more attractive. Wearing a brand new dark blue tunic, short skirt and knee-length boots, her fair arms and thighs were exposed in the ice and snow, showing her identity as an iceborn who is not afraid of the cold.

Lothar strode away, almost colliding with Ashe to embrace.

"Hahahaha! Missing me!" Lothar picked up Ashe with one arm and circled her like a childish child.

"Put me down!" Ashe slapped Lothar with a blushing face, her fists soft as if they were beating her back, "There are still people here!"

Lothar glanced at the Avarossa tribesmen who were watching the lively, and said angrily: "Go! Don't disturb the good things of your mother-in-law!"

The tribesmen dispersed in a burst of laughter, Ashe gently pinched the soft flesh on Lothar's waist: "What is my good thing!"

"Isn't it a good thing to be intimate with the blood alliance that has been separated for a long time?" Lothar kissed Ashe's lips fiercely, and regardless of whether she agreed or not, his tongue slammed into her mouth frantically.

Ashe resisted Lothar twice with her tongue first, then gave up her defense and entangled her lips and tongue with Lothar.

I don't know how long they kissed, but when both of them felt suffocated, Lothar let go.

Ashe's face was flushed, and her eyes were full of water, and she cast a happy smile at Lothar.

"It's nice to get married." Lothar sighed sincerely.

"By the way, how did you know that I was back and came out to greet me, I didn't tell you." Lothar was still reluctant to let go of Ashe and kept her arms around her waist.

Ashe smiled mysteriously: "Guess."

Lothar pondered for a while: "Could it be that you have magick which tribe's shamanism."

"It's not." Ashe smiled, and then pointed to the sky.

Lothar looked up, and in the blue sky, the eagle of prophecy was still circling.

"No way." Lothar looked at Ashe in surprise.

Ashe blinked smugly and blew a clear whistle, and the heralded eagle actually began to dive down.

Ashe stretched out her arm, and a stout eagle of omen stretched out its claws and rested firmly on her leather wrist guards.

"You trained an eagle of prophecy." Lothar was amazed. "I've only been away for less than two months. How did you do it?"

It's no wonder that Lothar was surprised. The Eagle of Prophecy is one of the most famous magical creatures in the Freljord, and many tribes revere it as a spirit beast. But the eagle of foreshadowing is not very close to humans by nature, and generally only powerful beast spirit walkers can become partners with it.

The foreshadowing eagle has a strong body, bright yellow back feathers, snow-white belly feathers, and azure magical streamers overflowing in the sharp eagle eyes. Seeing Lothar's surprised appearance, Ashe couldn't help but start to raise the corners of her mouth: "Do you think I've been idle here since you left? Do you know of joining the Brown Feather Tribe of Avarossa?"