The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: The Two People at the Bridge

Lothar stretched out his hand, and his fingers directly penetrated into the body of the green ghost.

“Fuck your mother! Don’t touch me!” The ghost yelled, using a strange accent to throw out several swear words that Lothar had never heard before.

“Hey, I must have been hallucinating since I haven’t had a drink for a long time.” Gragas pinched himself.

“You fat man is an illusion! I’m Gregor! The famous Gregor!”

Lothar looked at Gragas: “Have you heard of it?”

Gragas shook his head.

“Cut! Fatty and brat, even my eternal guards of the Howling Abyss don’t know about it. Anivia’s wings should blow you into Volibear’s asshole!” the ghost cursed angrily.

“Gregor, are you… a ghost?” Lothar asked.

“Bullshit! Who the hell have you ever seen a living person look like me? Of course I’m a ghost!”

“When you say Howling Abyss, do you mean this place?” Lothar heard the non-stop whistling wind sound like a ghost, “It’s quite vivid.”

“Look like a hammer!” Gregor shook his mouth, and his beard swayed accordingly, “What the hell are you doing here? This is not where you should be, get out!”

Lothar asked curiously: “Gregor, how did you die? How did you become like this after death? Is it because of this altar?”

Gregor said impatiently: “If you tell you to get out, just get out! Why are there so many problems! I don’t need you to worry about my affairs!”

“Cut, bad temper.” Lothar is really curious about how this ghost became like this, but he also knows that there are more important things now, “We are here to find Zhenbing, do you know where it is?”

“Zhen Bing” Gregor sneered, “Why are you looking for Zhen Bing, a fat man and a hairy kid? You are not of the blood of Ice, are you looking for death?”

“So you know where Zhenbing is?”

“Stop wishful thinking!” Gregor said, “Lissandra is here, you can’t take any scum of ice away.”

“You just need to tell us.” Lothar rolled his eyes, “Or is there something you want us to do, can we make a deal?”

“Trade your mother! I’m a tough-as-nails Rockfar man! I won’t say anything if I say it!” Gregor pointed to the other side of the bridge, “I want to find Zhenbing to annoy that old man on the other side of the bridge! He also I’m looking for Zhen Bing! The three of you can get together!”

“Old man” Lothar looked to the other side of the bridge, “There are people looking for Zhenbing besides us”

After trying a few more words, and finding that Gregor still refused to tell him where Zhenbing was, Lothar could only give up: “Let’s go, Gragas, let’s go to the other side of the bridge to see.”

“I can’t walk anymore!” Gragas lay sprawled on the ground, “I’m going to die without wine!”

“Get out! Don’t die in front of me!” Gregor yelled, but he was a ghost, and he couldn’t drive Gragas away.

“It’s fucking unlucky to meet you!” GridRegal sighed, “There are several jars of wine behind the altar of Lao Tzu, quasi [resource; source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2?. 0′. 5,, 8″5. ;6 You take a sip. ”

“Wine!” Gragas jumped up all of a sudden, as if the weakness just now was fake, he quickly jumped behind the altar, and sure enough, there were a lot of wine neatly placed there, and every altar was frozen out of ice.

“Only [resource; source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2?. 0′. 5,, 8″5. ;6 Take a sip! fuck you! It is only allowed [resource; source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,,8 “5.;6 One sip!” Gregor looked at Gragas with a face full of pain, pouring his head back into the drink.

“Wow, it’s so cold and refreshing!” Gragas threw away the empty wine jar and picked up the second one.

“Fuck you! You fucking have to push an inch!” Gregor was furious.

Losa looked at the ghost strangely: “You look like this, can you drink?”

Gregor lost his temper all of a sudden, and squatted in the altar aggrieved, without saying a word.

Lothar knew that he seemed to have poked Gregor in a sore spot, so he didn’t dare to continue to provoke him, so as not to be scolded again: “Gragas is gone, lest the Frost Guards chase after him.”

“I know… I know…” Gragas picked up a jug of wine in each of his hands, and put a jug on his head. He followed Lothar with a happy face, shaking his fat.

Gregor stood up depressed, and watched two people, one big and one small, cross the bridge: “It’s a pity that Lissandra gave me the good wine, I didn’t drink a single sip… Sigh…”

Just as Gregor was about to go back to sleep, he suddenly saw a bright orange little guy running past him.

“Damn it! Yordles!” Gregor showed extreme disgust on his face, “Today is really evil, stinky kids, fat people and yordles are here, forget it, anyway, they are going to bother that old man now. ”

Gregor flew to the bridge and looked down at the darkness below the Howling Abyss: “Looking for Zhenbing… Oh, Zhenbing is not such a good thing…”

…

Lothar walked with Gragas for a long time before crossing the entire bridge.

“This bridge is too big, who built it.” Lothar panted. The wind and cold air inside the rift made him feel uncomfortable all over his body. He had to ask Gragas to share a few sips of wine for him. The spiciness of the wine drives away the cold.

As Gregor said, there is indeed an old man on the other side of the bridge.

The degree of strangeness is no less than that of Gregor.

The old man has white hair and a big beard, sitting in a tent.

The inside of the tent was filled with all kinds of metal blocks. These things were cast into shapes that Lothar had never seen before, and most of them were constantly moving.

“Oh.” The old man wore a pair of very big glasses, “It’s really strange to have guests here.”

Lothar approached the old man’s tent carefully: “You are”

“Oh!” The old man took off his glasses, revealing a pair of kind eyes, “I’m Wright, a scholar from Piltover, hello.”

“It’s another place I’ve never heard of.” Lothar felt more and more that the world was really big.

…

Wright is very warm and friendly, completely opposite to the ghost Gregor. He invited Lothar and Gragas to sit and talk together as soon as he came.

After the three of them introduced themselves to each other, Lothar said straight to the point: “We are here to find Zhen Bing, do you know where it is?”

“Zhenbing is a good thing, a good thing!” Wright clapped his hands, a small metal block suddenly flew up from his table, and the propeller made it hover in front of Lothar.

“What is this?” Lothar was smiling at him when he saw that this little thing had eyes and a mouth.

“It’s Gifuss, my robot assistant.” Wright took out two cups and poured water for Lothar and Gragas. “Come and taste it. This is volcanic coffee. It won’t be cold after a sip.”

Gragas drank half a glass in one gulp: “It’s tasteless, but the wine is still delicious.”

Lothar looked at the little robot, took a sip of coffee, and sure enough, as Wright said, he warmed up a lot after drinking it.

“Thank you.” Lothar drank the coffee. “But we are in a hurry now. Do you know where Zhenbing is? The frost guards are chasing us.”

“It’s not a problem to hunt down, it’s not a problem.” Wright smiled and stroked his beard, “I was also chased by them when I first came here, and I almost gave up my old life, but when I escaped to this After the bridge, guess what they stopped chasing!”

“I won’t chase anymore.” Lothar said unexpectedly, “How is it possible?”

“It’s true. I’ve been here for almost a year and a half.” Wright squinted his eyes and recalled, “This bridge seems to be a forbidden area for the Frost Guards. I’ve never seen any Frost Guards come up.”

“What about Lissandra?” Lothar asked, “It’s impossible for a witch to leave you alone.”

“She really didn’t care about me, as if she didn’t even look at me.” Wright took out a pipe and pointed to the other side of the bridge, “Witch, she just stands by that stinky Gregor for a while every time, and occasionally Bring him some wine and go away.”

“Really” Lothar couldn’t believe that Lissandra, such a cruel and cruel woman, would allow an uninvited guest to stay on her territory

“Of course it’s true, old man, do I have to lie to you?” Wright put the pipe in front of Gifuss, and the little robot popped out a device and lit it, “If you don’t believe me, just stay here for one night and see what happens. Nothing will happen.”

Lothar believed most of it in his heart: “But we are here to find Zhen Bing.”

“I alsoyes. “Wright sighed, “But you can’t rush to find Zhenbing. You see, I’ve been here for so long, so be patient. ”

Lothar hesitated for a moment. He felt that there was really no need to be too anxious. Anyway, if he wanted to go back to Avarosa, he could just call Zoe over, and…

Lothar looked at Wright’s tent-filled mechanical devices, and felt that they were very similar to the prosthetic devices he saw on his body in the future: “Okay, let’s stay for one night first.”

Gragas had no objection at all. He was happily hugging the wine jar, hiccupping, probably forgetting about finding Zhenbing.

Wright poured another cup of coffee for Lothar, and said kindly: “Drink more, old man, I haven’t talked to anyone for a long time, and that stinky ghost on the other side of the bridge is always angry with me.”

He looked kindly at Lothar who was drinking coffee and said, “When I’m old, I just like kids like you.”

“I’m not a child.” Lothar said firmly.

“Okay! No!” Wright laughed loudly, “You really resemble my nephew in character, and he’s about your age.”

“Nephew?” Lothar looked at Wright strangely, “You are already at this age, and your nephew is about my age.”

“We in Piltover are different from your Freljord. Our average age of marriage and childbearing is much older, and our scientific research is even later.” Wright seems to like Lothar very much, “I have a chance to let you and me Nephew playing together, oh yes, his name is Ezreal.”

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Wright, Professor Emeritus of Science and Progress, Piltover University.

Winners of the 17th, 18th, and 19th Evolution Awards.

The owner of the golden gear.

Piltover Ten Outstanding Scientists.

Director of Piltover Museum of World History and Culture.

One of the important founders of Hex technology development.

Of course, there is also the most important title——

The most handsome young explorer, scientist, and inventor in history, that is, my uncle.

——Ezreal