The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Lord Vastaya

Lothar was brought into the main hall of Fortress Faelor.

Quinn and Lestara were taken to the residential area of ​​the fortress. They were regarded as Lothar’s female companions, so they were not eligible to meet the lord.

Lothar stood in the hall, looking around.

This fortress should indeed be an Ionian building. The interior decoration is very simple, but it has an extremely harmonious atmosphere. It’s just that this atmosphere has been spoiled a lot by the Noxus soldiers with gold and iron horses.

“I heard that a high official came from the imperial capital!” An extremely rough voice sounded from behind Lothar.

Lothar turned around and saw that the two of them were stunned at the same time.

It was actually a vastaya who came.

He is tall, wearing the unique black and red heavy armor of Noxus, with a high arched back. It is difficult for humans to grow up to such a burly man. Lothar needs to raise his head high to see his face.

He has a face that looks like a tiger and a lion, but the left side of his face is bald, with only wrinkled and bloody muscles. It seems that he has suffered severe burns. His hair was as dazzling as gold, and it was tied into small braids with a few gray strands in the middle, which showed that he was no longer young.

Two horns sprouted from his temple, with strange runes painted on them. His three tails swept back and forth behind his rump, each covered in knotted plate.

Weird.

This was Lothar’s first impression of this vastaya.

Vastaya Sihu was also surprised by Lothar. He touched his pigtail and made a gravel-like voice in his throat: “You used to be an Ionian.”

Lothar nodded: “I am Luosha.”

“Oh, it’s really strange, an Ionian with a high position in Noxus…but I have no right to say that you are.” Vastaya stretched out his five claws, which were bigger than Lothar’s head. Bigger, “Show me your token.”

Lothar handed the token to Vastaya. His golden cat pupils like copper bells stared at the token for a long time, then glared at Lothar: “This token was given to you by Commander Swain.”

“It should be called Grand Commander now.” Lothar said, “You should also know that Darkwill is dead.”

“Well, who doesn’t know that two days ago, someone from the imperial capital came to me and asked me to admit that the old emperor is dead, otherwise he would kill me.” Vastaya threw the token back to Luo Sa, “by the way, why didn’t the commander-in-chief proclaim himself emperor?”

“I don’t know either. Who can know his thoughts?”

“Great people always have big people’s thoughts.” Vastarya shrugged, “I am Karan, as you can see, I am Vastarya, and I am also the lord of Faelor.”

“Hmm…” Lothar nodded, “I only brought two people with me. I will spend the night here tonight and leave tomorrow morning.”

“Where are you going?”

“Execute the mission.”

Karan walked around Lothar’s back, but Lothar didn’t turn around. He knew that cats like to stare at the backs of other creatures, so that they would feel that they had taken the initiative.

Karan narrowed his eyes: “Your Noxian language is pretty good, I don’t recognize the accent of any province in Ionia.”

“He’s starting to doubt…” Lothar thought to himself.

“I haven’t been back to Ionia for a long time.” Lothar chuckled, “I almost forgot my local accent.”

Lothar heard the deep breathing behind him.

A paw stretched out towards Lothar.

Karan lightly patted Lothar on the shoulder, walked to his side and smiled at him in a friendly way: “Hahaha! Since you have important matters, my lord, IIt’s not easy to ask too much. It’s a pity you’re only here for one day, otherwise I’d have to treat you around. ”

“Thank you.” Lothar also smiled at Karan, without reminding the big cat that the burns on his face looked particularly hideous when he laughed.

“By the way, although you only stay for one night, there is still something I have to tell you.” Karan pressed his claws on Lothar’s shoulders and grabbed a little harder, “You can go anywhere in this fortress, if It’s okay for you to go to the female soldiers’ dormitory if you’re hungry and thirsty in the middle of the night, but…”

Karan’s face moved closer to Lothar, and Lothar could even smell the savage scent of a beast on his body.

“You are absolutely not allowed to go into the mountain behind the fortress. It is an important military site.” Karan grinned, showing his sharp teeth like daggers, “Do you understand?”

…

Lothar walked in the corridor of the fortress.

He just told Le Stara and Quinn about the departure time tomorrow, and he was following a soldier to the room assigned to him.

“Why is your lord a vastaya, but I think the soldiers stationed here are basically human?” Lothar asked the soldiers walking in front.

“Haha…” The soldier smiled mischievously, “Lord Karan used to be a native of Ionia’s vastaya. I don’t know the details, but I know he is an empire that surrendered a few years ago. In exchange for Felor’s lord position.”

“A traitor…” Lothar thought about it, and asked with a smile, “The lord is a lion, you must have had a hard time.”

“That’s right, you don’t know how terrifying Lord Karan’s attack is.”

Lothar chatted a few more words and wanted to get out the situation of the mountain behind the fort by the way, but the soldiers blurted it out with two or three sentences.

Knowing that he would not get any more information, Lothar did not continue.

“My lord, this is your room.” The soldier stopped and handed Lothar a key. “There are empty rooms near you. You can take a good rest without fear of being disturbed.”

“Thank you, you are determined.” Lothar opened the door, and his movements froze suddenly.

He looked around suspiciously, and said to the soldier, “Did you hear any sound?”

“There is no sound.”

“It’s like…it’s okay. It may be my illusion. I may be a little uncomfortable just getting off the boat.”

After the soldiers left, Lothar locked the door, took a shower and began to practice magic.

Both ice magic and blood magic are progressing smoothly. For some reason, Lothar’s speed in practicing blood magic can keep pace with ice magic, and the more he practices, the smoother the progress. The progress is so fast that Lothar himself is surprised. Lothar feels that he has never encountered the difficulties and bottlenecks about blood magic recorded in the book. Everything is practiced naturally, and the progress is faint and there is a tendency to surpass Lothar’s current strongest ice magic.

“Could it be that this is why that Vladimir is interested in me?” Lothar was a little confused, “I’m a genius who practiced blood magic.”

With doubts in his heart, Lothar went to bed anxiously and fell asleep.

“I hope this trip to Ionia will not be as troublesome as it was in Noxus…”

…

Karan took off his armor and slumped on his recliner.

He has always disliked this set of Noxus armor. The feeling of his muscles being in direct contact with the airflow makes him feel alive even more.

But he knew that he had to be a Noxian.

It has to be.

“Ah…” Karan looked at the scenery outside the balcony, the moonlight sprinkled on the coast and hills, the other side of the coast is his hometown, the land that humans call Ionia, but Vastaya prefers Call her the First Earth.

“How long has it been since I went back…” Karan growled, his throat making a gurgling sound.

He took out an old smoking pipe, lit it, and took a deep breath. The smell of tobacco allowed him to temporarily relax.

Karan turned the realization to another cliff. Even in the dark, he could clearly see the building on the cliff.

A temple.

This is something he guards.

Dang bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! !

The sound of the huge gong beating broke the quiet night, and the whole fortress instantly turned into a lion dancing.

And Karan, the real lion, also jumped up from the reclining chair, his golden cat eyes shining fiercely.

“There are thieves!”

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An Ionian native, Kalan the lion-man of Vastaia is willing to surrender to our army, but the condition is that he will be the lord of Faelor.

Our army is now fighting the local Ionian rebels in Presidio. The military help and enemy intelligence provided by Karan will be very important to us, and can greatly reduce the casualties of our army. In my humble opinion, getting his help with the status of the lord of a small border island is worth the money, and I hope His Majesty will agree.

——Excerpt from Jericho Swain’s “Ionian Expedition Report”