The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Orphanage

There was a drizzling drizzle in the sky, and Lothar and his party walked along the canopy of the tree, barely getting wet by the rain.

“She gave you the name Luosha.” Akali looked at Lestara and then at Lothar, “This name is too strange. Xiaoyu doesn’t match you at all. How about I change it for you?” One.”

“No need, I’m used to it, no one can change their name at will.”

“Oh…” Akali lowered her head in frustration.

“Are you tired? Why don’t you put me down.” Quinn said while lying on Lothar’s back.

The boy’s back was very cold, and Quinn could feel the coolness coming continuously, which was quite comfortable in summer.

“It’s okay, you’re very light, and I don’t feel anything when I’m carrying you.” Lothar held Quinn’s thigh and smiled, “And I managed to heal your wound. Really a headache.”

Quinn looked at the boy’s profile with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.

She should have had an embarrassing relationship with him. She was so embarrassing that she seldom saw each other, but now she was being carried so intimately that it was difficult for her not to speak.

In the past few days since she was injured, because Le Stara was too tired, this boy has been taking care of her personally. Changing dressings, taking a bath, and even going to the bathroom were all taken care of by him. If it wasn’t forced, Quinn felt that he would really be ashamed to see him in the future.

“I was saved by him… By the way, I also saved him… Who do we owe…” Quinn was in a mess.

She felt the gaze from behind, and when she looked back, a little girl was looking at her with hostility.

“She seems to be called Akali. Why did Luosha bring a little girl with her…” Quinn smiled at Akali, but the little girl immediately turned her head away, not giving her a good look.

“Did I do something wrong?” Quinn was full of doubts, but because of the language barrier, she couldn’t ask.

Akali kicked a stone away in displeasure: “Why am I so angry… Isn’t it because Luosha cheated on a beautiful foreign woman… Um…”

Just as the two girls, one big and one small, were worrying about each other, Lothar suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“What’s the matter?” Lestara asked, she was carrying a pannier, and Hua Luo was still lying in it, but it seemed quite comfortable, pecking at Akali for her comfortably. Picked jade pomegranate.

“It’s okay…” Lothar looked back and said in Demacia, “It feels like someone is staring at us… It’s just an illusion…”

Lothar suddenly felt a pain in the back of his foot. Akali stepped on him, his face puffed up like a frightened puffer fish.

“What’s wrong?” Lothar asked.

“Why do you keep speaking in that strange language!” Akali said dissatisfiedly, “I don’t understand!”

“It can’t be helped, the two of them are not Ionian, and Lestara can only speak a little Ionian.”

“Little… small… Akali… don’t be angry…” Lestara comforted Akali intermittently in Ionian.

Akali was so angry that she shook her arms and continued to walk forward.

“What’s wrong with this child?” Quinn asked.

“How do I know, she has always had a temper.” Lothar followed Akali’s pace.

“This little girl is so cute.” Lestara liked Akali very much, “It’s a bit like Quinn when you were a child.”

“Like… like?” Quinn expressed doubts.

A group of people are on their way to the hinterland of Ionia, and their destination is marked on Lestara’s map.

The injuries of Quinn and Hua Luo gradually improved under Lothar’s recuperation. In addition, Akali also has a lot of knowledge about herbal medicine. The herbs bred in Ionia have excellent curative effect. The seriously injured Quinn andApart from some difficulties in moving, Hua Luo is basically fine.

There was nothing wrong with Lestara, she was just too tired. After finding an inn to take a bath and rest for a few days, she looked radiant again.

I don’t know why Kenan didn’t take Akali away, but Akali couldn’t have wished for it more. There are very few opportunities for her to come out to play freely, and it’s only a day if she can stay one more day.

A stone tablet on the path came into everyone’s eyes – Pangen Town.

“Here we are!” Lestara’s eyes lit up, she could understand the words on the stone tablet, because this is her destination, “This is it! That monk told me the truth!”

“Monk” Lothar looked at Le Stara, “Didn’t you come to Ionia to find someone?”

“Yes.” Lestara said happily, “Last year, an Ionian monk traveled to Demacia. I heard from him that there is a very special person here. I really want to meet him. He inquired about the exact location and rushed over.”

Both Lothar and Quinn were a little speechless, and Le Stara’s character was too daring to think and do something, because of a rumor that he did not hesitate to cross mountains and rivers across the road.

Especially Quinn, with mixed feelings in her heart. It can be said that she has endured all kinds of hardships on this journey, and she almost died a few times.

“But…it’s not all suffering…” Quinn glanced at Lothar secretly.

Akali heard the three behind her say something she couldn’t understand again, and was so angry that she stomped on the ground as she walked.

“Why am I so angry…” Akali didn’t know why, “It must be Xia Tian’s fault… Well! People are irritable in Xia Tian! It must be like this!”

Not long after passing the stele, Lothar and the others saw a town.

Pangen Town seems to be quite large, and Lothar showed a smile on his face: “I should be able to find a good hotel, which is much better than the dilapidated hotel we stayed in last time. You can take a good rest.”

“No need to rest!” Le Stara said impatiently, “We’re going to that place immediately!”

Lothar wanted to say something else, but Quinn patted him on the shoulder: “Just do what Madam said, and there is still time to find a hotel at night.”

Entering the town, Lothar held Akali’s hand. This is a habit he has developed these days, otherwise this girl would not know where to run around.

As soon as she held hands, Akali seemed to be in a much better mood. She ate the apple candy that Lothar bought her and headed to her destination.

Le Stara’s destination turned out to be an orphanage, and on the door plaque of the orphanage were written two large characters – Ye Luo.

Lothar raised his eyebrows all of a sudden.

This orphanage…was mentioned in the book Swain gave him.

Swain wrote that the orphanage contained remedies that provided temporary relief from his pain.

Lothar did not list this orphanage as his goal, because what he wanted was to completely solve his own problems, and temporary relief meant little to him.

“Come here, let’s take a look…” Lothar was also curious about how an ordinary-looking orphanage could relieve his pain.

Lestara knocked on the door.

The door was opened by an old woman in a gown. She looked suspiciously at the stranger in front of her through the crack of the door: “You are…”

“I’m…Lestara…from Demacia…” Lestara stammered in Ionian, “I…want…to meet…a…girl… …”

The old woman did not open the door, but asked vigilantly, “Who do you want to see?”

Le Stara gestured for a long time but did not explain what she meant, but made the old lady more and more suspicious.

Akali licked the candy apple, and couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Don’t insist if you don’t know Ionian!” Akali let go of Lothar’s hand and ran to the door.

“Mother-in-law!” Akali showed a sweet smile, “This is my aunt, she doesn’t speak the local dialect very well, she thinks… what does she want to do?”

Lothar looked at Akali’s smile that was sweeter than flowers, and said with a broken smile, “She said she wanted to see a girl.”

“Yes, she said she wanted to see a girl!”

It seems that Akali’s appearance is too pleasing, and all of them are women and children. The only man seems to be underage. The old woman’s wariness suddenly became much less: “Are you here to adopt a child? You Which child do you want to see?”

Le Stara probably understood, she took a deep breath, and said the name she expected to remain the same.

“I want to see… Sona.”

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The mother-in-law dances gracefully.

——Ancient Ionian Poetry