Twin Cities: Hero Witness System

In July, Valoran officially entered the hot summer—

And even in the scorching summer, the Freljord, the land of the north, the permafrost never melted a little.

But while the Freljord brought trouble to Demacia, summer also brought coolness to Demacia.

Near the Demacian farming town of Irvingdale, on the continuous snow-capped mountains, looking from the top of the mountain to the sunken valley, you may see fireworks. The southern border of the Freljord has come a different year this year. The big tribe, here, has become their gathering place.

The best facility in this gathering place is a temporary tavern.

There are very few towns in the Freljord's ice area. Most of the time, the local people set up simple tents like this, and the environment for the tribe to live depends on the season. After all, in the Freljord Not every tribe can be associated with magic - food is scarce and warmth is rare.

The weak tribes have no place to live. Wherever they go, they are home. The Koraiso tribe is such a tribe.

A weak tribe that has no connection with magic, such a tribe cannot survive in the cruel place of Freljord. The weak tribe will only be swallowed up by the powerful tribe, but fortunately, the Freljord There is a kind and powerful tribe.

The legendary hero Avarosa has returned, she and her tribe will unite the Freljord, bringing food, clothing, hope and warmth to the Freljord.

The Koraiso people got the news, and they rushed to the vicinity of the southern border, hoping to meet Demacia's traveling merchants here, and make a good deal in exchange for something, or... Field looting.

And then, taking advantage of the summer, rush to the heart of the Freljord, where the kind Avarosa will accept the goods they exchanged or robbed, and Coraiso will also Join the Avarossa tribe to seek the protection of the strong.

At this moment, in the tavern of the Koraiso tribe, a group of strangely dressed men pushed open the door and appeared here.

Strange to say, because their clothes look bloated and thick, the sewing skills, and the materials, you can tell at a glance that they are not Freljord craftsmanship, and most obviously, this is not animal skin.

And in the blue coats of this group of people, they were covered with clothes one after another, which also made the locals see at a glance that these people were not Freljords.

"Boss, first have five glasses of heat wave wine, how hot it is, and then give us some meat."

The leading man said in a low voice. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and lifted his thick felt hat. He revealed a dark face, and his white hair was tied back in wet balls. He stretched out his hand and took it off. He took off his black leather gloves, and said loudly again: "I know your rules in exchange for things."

"I know who you are." The owner of the tavern was a tall man in an unknown beast leather jacket - his name was Thors.

Looking up at the out-of-towners in front of him, Torres frowned and said, "Out-of-towners, you killed the people of the Black Claw tribe, and you messed with the wrong people."

"The Winter Tribe has spoken out, the Black Claw Tribe is going to merge with them, you guys killed their people, and when the Winter Tribe goes south to find out about it, they will find you and hang you there on the tree."

"Winter Tribe?" A tall, thin man with sunken eye sockets answered.

"Forget it, what am I talking about with the dead man?" Thors shook his head suddenly, lowered his body and found a dark bottle by the stove, and poured the wine into the glass.

The glass that was cleaned with snow was poured with dark yellow wine, and the color looked extremely warm.

"Can you help us warm up again?" the white-haired young man asked again.

"Warm also requires money, first tell me what you can give me?" The tavern owner said as the cups were placed in a row in front of him.

"Mr. Skel, get the wheat out."

"Yes." The man with sunken eyes glanced at the tavern owner, then he took off the backpack he was carrying, and then took out a bag the size of a human head.

"A bag of good quality wheat." Skye opened the bag and placed it on the small table.

Gu Rong </span> Torres looked over and saw the yellowed wheat, his eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "There is a processing fee, but what about the wine money?"

"Don't worry, you will be satisfied."

"Okay, I believe in you." Nodding, Torres put the cups side by side, poured the heated heatwave wine into the cups, the dark yellow color became brighter, and the heat from the scalding wine made Ike Relaxed.

"Mr. Skel, is your shield meter energy enough? If not, I can help you replace it with a new energy source."

Ike drank hot drinks, and he didn't like drinking when he was in Zaun, but now here, in just a short month, Ike began to like wine.

In this cold ghost place, wine is something that can warm people, and sometimes it is more precious than food.

"That's the best." Skell looked at Ike, nodded and said, "And their shield table, I will trouble you too."

"No, no, no trouble." Ike shook his head quickly.

Of course no trouble.

Skye, with the magistrates, fights a lot of the Freljords these days.

Especially what the tavern owner said about the Black Claw tribe, magic... In such a tribe with less than 20 people, there are actually two magicians!

The shield meter is the energy lost in the battle against the Talon clan. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"But Ike, I remember the last time you said that the Twin Cities were going to come for reinforcements?" Skell was also drinking wine. This drink, which he dismissed before, has now become a precious thing.

"Brother Lin Wen hopes that we can build a few more hex base stations here. If possible, get to know a few more Freljords, he is useful."

"The built Hexagon must be protected by someone..." Skye smiled bitterly, "It seems that I will have to suffer a lot of brothers and sisters in the future."

Ike listened, nodded and said yes with a smile.

The Freljord is all white, and the tall Hexagon is blue, looking mysterious and noble. There is no reason for the Freljord not to come to see such a thing. This is also Ike. The reason why the others will fight with the Black Claw tribe.

A dozen men were repelled, and six of them remained - four warriors, two mages.

Gunfire can be unrestricted in the ice and snow, and the powerful defense of the shield table allows law enforcement officers to not worry about their own safety.

The shield table... Now that I think about it, this is really the most powerful and practical thing Ike has ever invented.

"But who's coming over?" Skell asked a crucial question.

The person who came must be a law enforcement officer, but who led the team here?

"Brother Lin Wen didn't say anything."

Ike continued: "He just said he was a good helper."

"Anyone will do." The young law enforcement officer on the side interjected and muttered, "I just hope that some shift changers can come early so that I can get a good night's sleep."

"Yeah...anyone will do." Skye nodded.

(https://)

Please remember this book's first domain name: . Mobile version reading website: