Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"I didn't… I can explain it!"

"I am listening."

"Magic... There is magic in this forest! It hypnotized me!" Lux said excitedly.

"Then you go out and kiss a savage uncontrollably"

Lux also knew that her words sounded too pale, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Galen sighed: "Tell me honestly, Lux... do you like that black-haired boy?"

Lux shook her shoulders and said nothing.

"what is his name"

"Luo... Rorschach..."

"You took the Freljordan course at the academy, which no one took at all, and it was also for him that you declared that you would not marry a few years ago, right?"

Lux's heart tightened, Galen had basically guessed the facts. As a younger sister, Lux knows that behind Galen's firm and simple warrior image is a delicate and sensitive heart.

Seeing that Lux didn't deny it, Galen felt a little top-heavy: "Lux, you really... why would you fall in love with a barbarian? You know it's impossible, if your parents knew, they would be alive to you. **** off."

"Don't tell them," Lux begged Galen. "Please."

Galen looked at his sister with a complicated expression, and he didn't know what to do now.

"Anyway, I'll take you back to Forsbarrow first, the matter of black magic cannot be delayed." Galen coldly looked at Lothar, who was doing his best to prevent Olaf from conflicting with the others, and then looked at Lux again, " As for how to deal with your problem, we will deal with it later."

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The Dreadnought Vanguard is the elite force in the Demacian army. Demacia has a small population, so the number of troops is also small, but each legion is composed of elite soldiers, especially the members of the Dreadnought. Most of them have a powerful force on the battlefield. The members are powerful warriors who can make a name for themselves in Demacia.

Ordinary soldiers need long-term training and tempering to become fearless pioneers, but even the ordinary soldiers in the Demacian army, the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers is outstanding compared to the armies of other countries in Valoran.

—Excerpt from Ezreal's "Valloran's Travels: Demacia Chapter 1: The Formation of Nations"

Chapter 60 The Murderer

After Lothar's painstaking persuasion, and the condition of giving him three barrels of mead at his own expense after returning to Ningfrost Harbor, Olaf finally suppressed his anger and did not fight the knights of the fearless pioneer.

Due to Galen's addition, the investigation by Lux and others was terminated, and the group slowly returned to Forsbyro on horseback.

Of course, Lothar and Olaf still had to walk.

Lux rode in the middle of the team with her head bowed and dejected. Xinghuo under her crotch didn't know whether she felt the master's heart or soul, or she had a psychological shadow over Olaf's rudely carrying it, and she drooped her head listlessly.

Lothar quietly came to Lux and asked in a low voice, "Ass, the man with the unusually large shoulder armor is your brother, right? You guys don't look alike, only the eyes are all sea blue. I mean, he's almost as big as Olaf, and you're pretty skinny."

Lux didn't know how to face Lothar at this moment, she lightly took the reins and avoided him.

Lothar continued to lean over: "Did you really declare that you will never marry for life?"

Lux just wanted to avoid Lothar again, but suddenly realized something, and her face instantly turned red: "How did you know?"

"Well..." Lothar smiled, "You know, I have very good ears, you should go further when you and your brother are talking privately."

Lux pretty blushed like a feverish patient. She hesitated and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything when she looked at Lothar's face. Avoid Lothar.

"It's over, it's over, it's over..." Lux hugged her head, dying of embarrassment.

Lux was angry, angry with herself.

Get angry with yourself for liking someone you shouldn't like.

Annoyed that he fell in love with someone who was already married.

Annoyed that he couldn't resist the magic, he kissed Rorschach in a chaotic manner.

What's even more irritating is that things have come to this point, and he is faintly happy about kissing Rorschach.

Feeling the smell that belonged to Rorschach left in her mouth, Lux's mind was in a mess, joy, shame, fear, and sadness were mixed together, and she really didn't have the strength to think about anything.

Galen looked at his sister's humiliating appearance, said nothing, looked straight ahead, and concentrated on riding. But his grip on the reins betrayed that he wasn't as calm as he seemed.

Lothar looked at Lux who fled in a hurry and scratched his head helplessly.

Olaf asked suspiciously: "What's the matter with you two?"

"Well..." Lothar thought for a while, but still didn't tell Olaf, if this rough guy misses out one day after he goes back, and Ashe finds out, then he will be in big trouble, "It's nothing, we talk to this guy. Help people go back to Forsboro first."

Lothar said, chirping, and the fragrance of the girl's kiss still lingered in his nose and mouth.

"It tastes good, but it's a pity." Lothar sighed, found a herb from the ground, put it in his mouth and bit it, letting the bitter taste of the herb kill off the breath that belongs to Lux.

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As dusk came, Fosbello entered the sight of everyone.

The high city walls of the town were illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, as if the coming night would crush it.

Depression came to everyone's mind.

A male knight, one of the four fearless vanguard knights led by Galen, pointed his finger at the town of Fosborough: "There is movement in the city."

Lothar built a pergola to block the dazzling sunset light. The whole town seemed to be enveloped by a dark atmosphere, which was uncomfortable.

"What's so noisy?" Lothar heard the movement in the town, like the roar of many people gathered together.

Galen looked at the male knight: "Sebato, do you think something is wrong?"

Sebato nodded.

Galen looked at Lux and urged, "Follow me."

Lux was stunned for a moment, her mind was still in a mess, and she could only respond dully.

Galen rode to the front of the line, cautiously leading everyone into the city.

He asked the guards at the gate of the city. The guards have been staying at the city wall, and they don't know what happened in the city.

Galen and others walked into the city, and the streets were unusually deserted.

After entering the city, even the restless Lux heard the shouts of people not far away.

"Are they holding a banquet?" Olaf said happily, "It just so happens that I haven't opened my belly to drink and eat meat for several days."

"I bet you with ten barrels of mead, they are definitely not having a banquet." Lothar's expression was a little solemn, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Galen glanced at Lothar and Olaf, and whispered to Varya, "Watch them closely."

The female warrior nodded.

Everyone continued to rush to the center of the city, and found that the small square in the center was already full of people, and the residents shouted angrily.

In the center of the square, Judge Giselle was standing solemnly, and beside him, several guards pressed a civilian-looking man on the auction table used to buy and sell livestock.

The man knelt on the ground with a face full of pain, screaming constantly, his clothes were soaked in blood, and he was being scolded by the entire Fosbarrow residents. Some people were still throwing horse manure, rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves on him.

"It's not a banquet to do shit." Olaf looked disappointed.

"What happened?" Lux exclaimed.

"Get out of the way! We are the Fearless Pioneers! Let's go over!" Garen walked at the front, loudly dispersing those who were blocking their way. The civilians heard the words, and they made way one after another. Si, Lothar and the others were in the middle, cautiously approaching the stage.

Lux was a little flustered, there seemed to be some viscous malice wrapped around her in the air, and her ears hurt because of the people's scolding. She felt that the brilliance in her body was going to pour out uncontrollably, and she hurriedly controlled her own light. If she was exposed to magic in front of so many people, the result would be even worse than being discovered by her parents that she liked a Freljord. Much tragic.

Galen dismounted, looked at Judge Giselle, and gave a standard salute: "I am Galen Crownguard of the Fearless Pioneer, and I have been requested to come to support and protect Forsbyro."

Judge Giselle glanced at the shield of light on Garen's shoulder, a badge of honor more prominent than that of the Dreadnought.

Giselle nodded and said: "Thank you for coming, brave knights. But please allow me to judge this sinner first, and then talk to you in detail."

"Sinner" Galen looked at the man who looked like a madman, "Who did he commit a crime?"

Anger appeared on Giselle's face: "He is Aldo Dayan. He killed his sleeping wife and children last night, and went to the street and hacked to death three neighbors with an axe."

Hearing this, Galen's eyes on Aldo changed immediately, it was a look of incomparable hatred of evil.

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dear uncle

I'm sorry to send you this letter so late, mainly because I've been running away from capture lately.

Demacia's guards seem to think of me as a thief who is plotting against Miss Laxana, and put up a wanted notice to hunt me down in Demacia. Fortunately, I'm not only handsome, but also smart, they can't even catch my clothes. arrive.

Anyway, I have now escaped to the Noxian capital, the Immortal Citadel, and when you send me money, uncle, please send it there.

At present, it seems that my fate with Miss Laxana has not yet arrived, but I have not given up. When the limelight passes, I will definitely go back.

—Your handsome nephew, Ezreal

Chapter 61 Mutation

Lux covered her mouth, she was getting more and more uncomfortable, she had the urge to vomit, and the malice in the air seemed to devour her.

Lothar noticed Lux's abnormality and quietly took her hand. Lux didn't resist, but the sweat in her palm became more and more.

"You don't understand!" Aldo said suddenly excitedly, "They are not human! They are monsters in human skins! They have been disguised among us! We must kill them!"

"Shut up!" Judge Giselle snarled, "you commit such a crime and expect to be forgiven for lying! Honestly! Have you colluded with the magician and caused the whole of Forsbyro to fall into a nightmare? middle!"

"No... I didn't!" Aldo defended in a panic.

"To die! To die!" The crowd under the stage became even more infuriated, and seemed eager to rush to the stage to dismember Aldo's body.

Garen winked, and the four knights of the Fearless Pioneer pulled out their weapons to threaten, making the people in the audience calm down a little.

Lothar felt more and more that something was wrong. Whether it was this mortal named Aldo or the crazy people in the audience, he felt a serious violation... and anxiety.

Like...the feeling I had when I met that woman seven years ago.

Lothar shuddered as he decided to do something.

"Ass." Lothar scratched at Lux's palm, "Do you still have the strength?"

Lux's face was pale, and the sweat kept coming out. She subconsciously clenched Lothar's hand and nodded to him.

"Can you help me ask that man named Aldo, why did he kill?" Lothar whispered, "I know you may not feel well right now, but I don't think your brother and the judge will either. Take care of me."

Hearing that Rorschach was relying on herself, Lux felt a lot better, but when she thought of the absurd things she did today, she didn't dare to look into his eyes again.

Lux stepped off the horse and walked vainly to the stage.

"What are you doing here?" Galen looked at his sister strangely.

"Looking for the truth." Lux patted her cheek to refresh herself. When she walked to Aldo, she found that the man had more wounds than she thought. His face was covered in bruises, the bridge of his nose had been knocked out of the way, and several **** openings had been split on his mouth. Obviously, he was brutally beaten after being caught again.

Lux squatted down and said in a kind tone: "Good man Aldo, can you tell me why you murdered? Even your family."

Aldo was shaking all over: "They're not my family! They're monsters! Monsters in disguise around us! I have to kill them! Or everyone will die! Everyone!"

"What nonsense!" Judge Giselle angrily said, "The dead are innocents, not monsters at all! Tell me honestly, have you colluded with the black magician!"

"I...I didn't!"

"Don't lie!" Giselle's face was filled with heart-wrenching sadness, her fists clenched tightly, "Did you kill my Luca! Did you! Just because he's different! You have summoned black magic!"

The crowd erupted into a wave of roars again because of Judge Giselle's words. The residents of Fosbello seemed to have decided that Aldo was the culprit. Sun's gloom and fear were vented on Aldo.

"Different" Lux keenly noticed something, she looked at Giselle, "Judge Giselle, what do you mean when you say your son is different?"

Giselle was heartbroken, but Lux saw that there was hidden shame and fear under her sad eyes. Even her eyes were bloodshot and her eyes were terrifyingly black, she still couldn't hide it. inner thoughts.

Lux recognized that look.

As a child, her mother would show this kind of sight when the light inside her accidentally spilled out.

And Galen, Galen sometimes shows that kind of look, he thought he was hiding it well, but Lux saw it all.

Judge Giselle dodged Lux's question: "It's nothing... I'm not interested."

"Your son Luca, how is he different"

"It's just different...that's all..."

"So it is." From Judge Giselle's evasive words, Lux understood a lot of things in an instant, but she didn't say it.

Galen frowned and looked at Lux, and saw the crowd under the stage becoming more and more uncontrollable. He strode to Aldo's side and grabbed Lux ​​with one hand: "Go back, there's nothing to say, he kills people. Sin is a fact and deserves the punishment it deserves."

Garen said, drawing his greatsword from behind.

Olaf's eyes lit up, and he touched Lothar with his elbow: "The sword looks quite heavy. That kid can lift it with one hand. I think it's worth fighting him."

Lothar said with a wry smile: "Don't make any trouble, I'll give you two barrels of mead."

Garen held this great sword high, the blade was sharp, the sword was heavy, and the blade flickered slightly in the twilight. As long as he was not blind, he could see that it was a good weapon.