Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"Yo!" A vigorous voice came from behind him, and Olaf looked back and saw that it was Lothar.

"Boy!" Olaf raised the jug with a smirk, "You're in good spirits, how did you feel last night?"

"It's up to you!" Lothar laughed and scolded, punching Olaf in the back.

"Where's your little lady?" Olaf asked.

Lothar frowned, Ashe had officially become a war mother, but Olaf still didn't have a respectful title for her, obviously he didn't see himself as an Avarossa.

"Well... can't be in a hurry..." Lothar thought, without correcting Olaf's words.

"Ashe's words, she can't get out of bed yet." Lothar wanted to sit down on a stone pier beside Olaf, but the frozen stone pier made his bottom uncomfortable, so he stood up again.

"Yo!" Olaf clapped Lothar's shoulder with his big hand, "I can't tell that you're okay! The ice blood has been completely broken by you! Long face!"

Lothar smiled, seeing that there was no one around, and whispered to Olaf: "I just had a meeting with the territories of various tribes, and I will spend the winter here at Ningshuang Harbor. After spring comes, some people will stay in Ningshuang. The port takes care of the fleet, and the large group goes to settle in the holy city of Lacoste."

Olaf put down the jug: "Then what about your promise to Lao Tzu?"

"I'm definitely not going to break my promise, but besides the guy I told you at the beginning, there is another guy I want you to try. It just so happens that the winter is still long and we can't go to the inland, why don't we go to another one? Look for the place." Rosa said.

"Oh" Olaf showed an interested look, "Where is it? Who is it?"

"Not in the Freljord, in the realm to the south, before I tell you, let me ask you something."

"What's up?"

"Are you... afraid of pain?" Lothar asked very seriously.

"I'm afraid of pain," Olaf said contemptuously, "I'm afraid of not enough pain!" —————————————————————————————— —————

Freljords rarely leave the Freljord for many reasons, practical factors, belief factors, etc. There are even some remote tribes living deep in the frontier mountains who stubbornly believe that the Freljord is the entire continent. They think Anivia flew across the world, covering everything in ice and snow.

- Excerpted from Ezreal's Travels of Valoran: The Freljord Chapter 6: A Chronicle of the Horde

Chapter 39 The Town on the South Side

"No!" Ashe sat up directly from the bed, even ignoring that she was still naked, "I don't agree!"

"Ashe." Lothar sat down beside her with a wry smile. "I just took Olaf to the south to have a look. Nothing will happen."

Ashe took Lothar's hand and said with concern: "I don't know how the country in the south called Demacia is, but my mother said that their soldiers are not stubborn. It's too dangerous for you to go."

"I didn't go to fight with them, I sneaked into a small town on their border to find a rival for Olaf." Lothar rested her head on Ashe's shoulder and sniffed the fragrance on her body, "No more. If I can't find it, I'll bring him back immediately."

Ashe was silent for a while, looked at her lover who was leaning on her, and sighed: "I don't want to tie you up, so that you lose your freedom because you swear with me. But you should at least tell me what you want to bring Who should Olaf go to, otherwise I'm really worried."

Lothar's eyes flickered slightly: "I'm sorry, Ashe, I still can't tell you."

"Why?" Ashe grabbed Lothar's hand angrily and said sadly, "We are husband and wife, there is something we can take on together!"

"Don't worry, you misunderstood." Lothar reassured Ashe, "I'm going to Demacia this time to find the opponent I first arranged for Olaf. The first one I hid from you is because of you. Knowing it is not good for Avarosa, the less people know about that guy, the better."

Ashe still couldn't understand Lothar's meaning, but she didn't get into it: "What about the second one?"

Lothar scratched his head: "This one... I encountered it when I was a child."

"Childhood"

"Remember that Glenna took the tribe southward once before?" Lothar's words awakened Ashe's memory.

"It seems that there is such a time..."

"You were studying with your sworn fathers at that time, and you didn't play with me, so I secretly ran to Demacia in the south." Lothar stuck out his tongue.

Ashe was stunned: "You are too courageous! How old were you at that time! What if you can't come back!"

"Didn't I come back?" Lothar patted his chest, "I found a rather...indescribable guy in that place."

"Indescribable"

"Sorry, Ashe, I really don't know how to describe it to you." Lothar turned his head in distress, "I was too young at that time, I just barely remembered that... The guy is terrible, and I forgot a lot of details. already."

"So you want to take Olaf to the south with an unreliable memory"

"Anyway, we still have to wait for spring in Ningshuang Harbor, and we are also idle when we are idle. Take him to see it, and let him be my guard by the way. I also want to find out what the guy I saw when I was a child is." Lothar sticks out his tongue.

Ashe took a long sigh and whispered in a mosquito-like voice: "Can't you stay with me more when you are idle..."

"Well, what did you say?" Lothar's hearing is very good, even though Ashe barely made a sound, he still vaguely heard a little.

"It's nothing... I still don't agree. If you want to go to other places, at least you have to wait until your injury is completely healed..."

"Ashe." Lothar said sincerely, "My injury is almost healed, and Olaf will still be with me, there will be absolutely no danger. The place I am going is only a very small place on the border of Demacia. It’s just a small town. Besides, I didn’t take Olaf to die, so how could the subordinates who I finally got can just give up.”

"But……"

"I promise, I will be back within three months!" Lothar kissed Ashe's face, "Just stay in Ningfrost Harbor and do your duty as a war mother, trust me."

Ashe's lips trembled, she still wanted to object, but she knew she couldn't stop Lothar.

He is a wolf cub, a wolf cub that no one can control.

Ashe wrapped her hands around Lothar's neck and pulled him to her: "If you don't come back within three months, I'll..."

"There won't be such a if." Lothar blocked Ashe's mouth.

...

"Tell you again." Lothar turned back to Olaf and said, "We are pretending to be traveling merchants. If someone is looking for you, don't talk, just use the leather and cured meat in the bag to exchange things or money with him. "

Olaf moved his chin uncomfortably. Lothar didn't let him wear a helmet, and he had to wrap his head with cloth, which made him feel very bored: "I know, no matter who comes to talk to me, I will pretend. Dumb, I really can't pick up this rag."

Lothar refused: "If you take it off, an idiot will see that you are a Freljord. If you want to take it off, shave your beard."

Olaf hurriedly protected his beard: "No one wants to hit Laozi's beard!"

Lothar shook his head with a smile. Although this Rockfather man was short-tempered, he still communicated well.

Olaf snorted a few times, took out the jug and took a sip. When he found that the jug had bottomed out, he said angrily, "How long have we been gone?"

"Fourteen days." Lothar replied, "We are almost there."

"I hope there is a strong man there who can kill Lao Tzu." Olaf's eyes showed excitement.

"Let's talk about it first, I'm not sure that guy is still there, maybe we'll be empty."

"Never mind, let's go first! Buy some wine by the way!"

Crossing the cold snow-capped mountains, Lothar led Olaf to the destination, where the town was located on the mountainside.

It was sleet and sleet, washing over the towering mountains that served as a natural barrier between the Freljord and the power of Demacia, the mountains dividing two very different civilizations.

The sleet in winter is colder than pure snow, and the altitude is high, and Lothar has difficulty breathing, but Olaf seems to be completely unaffected, like a normal person.

"I really don't know what kind of monster he is, obviously he's not from the ice bloodline..." Lothar couldn't understand why Olaf was not afraid of the cold. He could only lament the injustice of the gods and did not give Lothar a good physique.

"If there is really a god..." Lothar put aside the messy thoughts and said to Olaf, "After entering, leave all the conversations to me, you don't say anything, just follow me."

"Understood, Rory is rambling." Olaf muttered, "Tell me again, what is the name of the town?"

"The last time I came here was four or five years ago, if I remember correctly..." Rosa said, "It should be called Fosborough."

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The small town of Forsbarrow is located in the far northwest of the Demacian territory, bordering the Freljord. He is a town named after Ian Crownguard of Forth. Legend has it that Ian Crownguard of Fosse once fought a demon and died heroically in the end, and was dubbed the "fearless hero of light". To commemorate him, later generations named the place where he fought the devil as Fosborough.

--Excerpt from Ezreal's "Valloran's Travels: Demacia Chapter 6: The Town Documentary"

CHAPTER 40 FORSBARO

Lux rode a snow-white horse, galloping down the mountain road.

She has been riding for several days in a row. After starting from her relatives' house in Secret Silver City, Lux has been heading deeper into the borderlands of Demacia to her destination, Forsbyro.

The farther north we went, the colder the temperature and the thinner the air. The horse under Lux's crotch was breathing rapidly, and thick white air was constantly sprayed from its nostrils.

"Hold on a little longer, Xinghuo." Lux touched the white horse's mane and comforted, "We'll be at the temple soon, and they'll prepare rich rice and warm stables for you, I promise."

The horse stomped its hoofs and shook its head impatiently. It was very tired, but it carried its mistress faithfully along the rut.

Lux wrapped her cloak tightly: "How long has it been since I went to Fosborough, four or five years?"

Lux wasn't sure, but she was sure that this was the first time she had come to such a remote place without any family to accompany and **** her. Demacia's lush fertile soil and warm-hearted people are getting farther and farther away from her, and there are only barren wilderness ravaged by wind and sand and ferocious beasts emerging from nowhere.

This is the closest Demacia is to the Freljord, and it's a desolate and lonely bad land.

There were several high-pitched long calls from Lux's head. Several silver-winged dragon birds were chasing each other on the clouds, and only their calls were still reminding Lux that she was still based on the land belonging to Demacia. rather than any other country.

Lux looked at the lofty mountains in the distance, with large dark clouds shrouded in them, no trace of the sun in sight, and the air was gray.

"Is there any chance for me to go over there and take a look?" Lux thought wildly, "The teacher in the academy said that there are only bloodthirsty barbarians there... But..."

The small town that appeared in the field of vision interrupted Lux's thoughts.

"It's finally here." Lux couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. The journey was really long and hard, and she had the illusion that she was lost several times.

Forsbarrow was built by the water and spanned both sides of the Mang River. The river flows from the mountains, meanders all the way, and finally joins the sea from the west coast.

The appearance of the town is very ordinary. The flat granite city wall is built very high and undulates along the mountain. Lux knows that it is used to resist the barbarians from the Freljord.

White Horse Xinghuo took Lux to the city gate, and the guards holding bows and arrows stopped her: "Stop, traveler, it's too late today, the city gate is closed, and we will only be allowed to enter the city tomorrow morning."

Lux lifted the hood of the blue cloak, her long golden hair spread out like a waterfall, and her young and attractive face had a pair of sea blue eyes, which shone especially in the gloomy weather.

"I'm Laxana Crownguard." Lux said her full name in a stern tone. "As you say, it's getting late. But I've come all the way to honor my great-grandfather. I hope you'll be accommodating. I'll be very grateful."

The guards looked at the light shield on Lux's left shoulder, and no one in Demacia didn't know what it meant.

"I'm very sorry, Miss Crown Guard!" The guards saluted Lux ​​in panic, calling their companions to open the city gate for Lux.

"It's still so useful." Lux touched her Crown Guard medal.

With the heavy sound of hinges turning, Fosborough's door opened for Lux.

Lux's legs were clamped, the reins were loosened, and Xinghuo slowly carried her into the city gate.

A troop of courtesy was welcoming her—a total of ten soldiers in leather armor, with a pair of winged sword brooches pinned to their blue cloaks, symbolizing that they were proud Demacian soldiers.

Each of them straightened their backs, trying to show Lux the best mental outlook. But Lux could see the tiredness and laxity in their eyes, and one soldier even put his brooch upside down.

"Welcome to Forsbury." A middle-aged soldier saluted Lux, "It's an honor to see you again, Miss Laxanna Crownguard."

"You've seen me before" Lux was a little surprised.

The soldier replied: "Many years ago, you had a relationship, when you accompanied other Crownguards to Fosbyro to worship your ancestors."

"How old was the last time I came... ten years old?" Lux couldn't help but look at herself, she felt that she should have matured a lot, she was a big girl, and she had grown a lot. Soon to be a real adult, yet still being recognized.

"Gallen always says people just look at me and they'll never forget...hope he's not referring to me forever being a little girl." Lux sighed silently.

"Miss Crown Guard, may I send you a team of soldiers to take you to District Judge Giselle's mansion," the middle-aged soldier suggested. "She will be very relieved."

"Relief" Lux felt that the soldier's wording was a bit strange, she shook her head, and said, "Thank you, but I have an appointment with Sister Petunia at the Temple of the Messenger of Light. I'll just stay in the temple tonight."

The soldier didn't say anything, but his eyes flickered, as if there was something he wanted to tell Lux, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Lux noticed the soldier's abnormality.

"Miss Crown Guard..." The soldier swallowed, "Are you here to end our nightmare?"

...

The Temple of the Lightbringers was warm and dry, and a few apostles took the spark from Lux, who would give the tired horse a comfortable stable.

But Lux couldn't be happy at all. She felt the dark magic aura surging in the small town, and there seemed to be malicious eyes peeping at her in the shadows.

Lux walked quickly into the main hall, where a woman in a white robe of a lightbringer was waiting for her.

"Laxana Crownguard," the woman asked.

"It's me, are you Sister Petunia?"

"Yes."

"The glow made Kasina know about the rumors that Fosborough has signs of black magic, and sent me here to investigate." Lux looked serious, "Can you tell me what happened here, I met a few people on the street , each one is lost, and the situation seems to be worse than I imagined."

Sister Petunia sighed: "It's been very rough here these days. We caught two suspicious people from the Freljord today, and we don't know their purpose. Judge Giselle's child Luca also Missing for two days, most likely captured by a malicious black magician."

"Freljord Black Mage?" Lux pondered, "What about the nightmare, the soldiers guarding the city seem to be disturbed by something."

Pellaini gave Lux a tired look: "Go to sleep, kid, you'll understand."

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Lux is like a ray of light in the morning. Although it may not be appropriate to say this as a brother, anyone who has seen her will involuntarily want to approach her.

- Galen