The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Rorschach

“Lax! Lacus!”

Lux was awakened by a familiar voice, opened her eyes, and the faces in front of her were her father Pete and Aunt Tiana.

“dad”

“Thank you, Ms. Veil, I finally found you!” Pete hugged his daughter tightly, “How could you run to such a dangerous place alone! Do you know how worried Dad is!”

Lux just woke up, her mind was a little fuzzy, she looked around, the fire had been extinguished, the sleeping bag on her body was still there, the light in her hand disappeared, and the boy who was with her was nowhere to be seen.

“What about him?” Lux murmured.

“He…” Pete was taken aback.

Lux blinked: “That’s him… that Freljord boy.”

Pete frowned: “What Freljord boy did you meet a barbarian?”

“Don’t you know?” Lux glanced around in surprise, and really couldn’t find any trace of the boy, “He gave me the sleeping bag on my body! He also saved me from a toothache! Give it back I eat and wash my hands!”

“Calm down, Lacus.” Pete held down his agitated daughter.

“What she said may be true.” Behind Pete, Aunt Tiana said coldly, “The sleeping bag on her body cannot be made by herself.”

Pete and Tiana looked at each other with solemn expressions.

He looked at Lux and said seriously, “You really met a Freljord.”

“Hmm!” Lax was afraid that her father would not believe her, so she nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice. “He should be about my age, and he is very skilled. He even told me his name.”

“name”

Lux just wanted to say the boy’s name, but the awkward foreign pronunciation really stumped her tongue.

“Ro…”

“Ro”

“Rorschach!” Lux finally managed to say an approximate name by herself, “He said his name was Rorschach!”

…

Lacus was severely taught a lesson.

After returning to the temporary residence in Fossbarrow Town, Lacus experienced her father’s severe reprimand, her mother’s crying offensive, and Aunt Tiana’s inhuman whipping of her white buttocks.

Aunt Tiana was very ruthless this time. With the permission of Lux’s parents, she actually found a rattan torture tool that can only be used for prisoners to teach Lax a lesson. This kind of rattan can beat people to pieces. , almost scared Lacus to death.

Fortunately, Aunt Tiana’s actions were very measured. She didn’t really hurt Lacus, but it was enough to make it difficult for her to get out of bed for half a month.

In the end, Lacus was sentenced to grounding. She was not allowed to leave the house until the family’s ancestor worship was over.

Lux was lying on the bed in her pajamas and nightdress, touching her red-stained buttocks with heartache.

“Aunt Tiana is too ruthless… Is it necessary to use so much force?” Just a little touch, Lux hurtsI was trembling, “But they didn’t realize that I can shine… The ending is pretty good… Is it…”

Although she kept her secret from her family, Lacus was not very happy, and she was still worried about gains and losses.

“Rorschach…can I see him again?” Lux thought of the Freljord boy. This encounter was so unreal, it was like something out of a novel. Sleeping bag, she even wondered if she had a dream.

“In the novel…after the hero saves the beauty…the heroine will marry…” Thinking of this, Lacus felt her heart beat a little faster, and hurriedly shook her head to calm herself down, “What are you thinking, that boy Laksanna? But a savage, it’s impossible…”

After forcing herself not to think about it, Lux wanted to find something to do to distract her.

“What are you going to do? The adults are all going to worship their ancestors. I was locked in the room with guards outside. My ass still hurts so much. It must be hopeless to go out to play… This is the countryside, I I didn’t bring my dolls or books…”

After realizing that she had nothing to do, Lacus sighed like a caged canary, frowning.

Boom…

Lacus suddenly propped up the rope from the bed: “Who?”

Boom…

It was the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony of Lux’s room, and something was tapping on it lightly.

“What is it, ghost?” Lacus looked at the light coming out of the curtains, and it was clearly broad daylight now, “Ghosts should only come out at night… Is it some small animal?”

Boom…

Lacus swallowed, clutched her buttocks and got out of bed, put on her slippers, and cautiously approached the French windows.

She moved her steps with difficulty, gently grasped the curtain with her hands, and opened it slightly to see clearly who was outside.

“Rorschach!” Lacus exclaimed.

Outside the window, a savage boy with a big suitcase was making faces at her.

“Miss Laksanna, what’s the matter?” A guard asked from downstairs.

“It’s nothing! I accidentally tripped!” Lux yelled hastily. Every Demacian soldier hated the Freljord people. If the boy was found, he would be arrested and beheaded for public display.

“Please be careful.” The guard was relieved after confirming that Lacus was still there. His task was not to let the lady leave the room. As for what the lady did in the room, it was not his business.

Lacus pushed open the window softly, pulled the boy into the room, and then quickly closed the curtains.

“Rorschach! How did you find me!” Lacus was surprised and delighted, and grabbed the boy’s arm vigorously. The real feeling from his hand told her that this was not an illusion.

Rorschach tilted his head.

“By the way, you don’t understand what I’m saying.” Lax dragged Rorschach to sit on the chair, and sat down herself.

“Hiss!” Lux forgot that her butt hadn’t recovered from the beating, and it hurt like hell when she sat down, so she had to stand up again.

Rorschach looked at Lacus in confusion.

Lux’s face was blue and white and then red, and she forced a smile: “I’m fine…”

Rorschach seemed to understand something, and looked at Lux’s butt.

He stood up, and put his hand lightly on Lacus’ hip.

“Ah!” Lux hopped high like a frightened rabbit, clutching her butt nervously: “You you you you you…what do you want!”

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The barbarians of the Freljord are one of our greatest enemies in Demacia. They are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, and they especially like to plunder and bully the weak. In the past three years, the northern border of Demacia has been repeatedly plundered by various tribes of the Freljord, causing the people in the northern border to live in dire straits. While our valiant Demacian soldiers fought bloody battles, the barbarians were like weeds, too many to kill. We should no longer be passive defensive, we should be proactive against barbarians. Here, in the name of King Jarvan III, recruits from all over the country. Any healthy young and middle-aged man who wishes to serve the country, regardless of gender, can join the army and apply to the local conscription officer.

For Demacia.

——Excerpt from the call to action “Conscription Documents for Crusading the Barbarians”