The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: Uncatchable Dragons and Birds

Lothar opened his eyes, his face was covered with sticky saliva.

Xiao Qiang stretched out his big tongue and licked his face back and forth, looking at him with worried eyes like black beans.

“Xiao Zhuo…I’m in the tent.” Lothar picked up the little Poro, wiped the saliva off his face, and smelled the aroma of broth.

“Little Losa! Come and have breakfast!” Zoe’s voice came from outside the tent.

Lotha got out of the tent with Xiaoqiang in her arms. It was indeed Zoe. She was flying on the cooking pot, stirring it with a spoon in a happy mood.

“My head hurts.” Lothar sat down by the fire covering his head. The morning forest air smelled of mushrooms and tree bark, but even this couldn’t make Lotha feel refreshed.

“It’s not bad if you didn’t go crazy when you met Fiddlesticks. Humans basically do it when they meet demons! They will turn into a lump of rotten flesh in no time, and there won’t be a single bit of soul left.”

“Devil…” Lothar felt sore all over his body, especially his head, which was about to fall off. “How long have I been asleep?”

“Not long after, seven suns rose and set.”

“I slept for seven days!” Lothar said in surprise.

“That’s right, you haven’t woken up and even the little eagle has flown away.”

“Fly away.” Lothar’s eyes widened, and there was indeed no trace of the falcon around him.

“That’s right, it flew away as soon as it recovered from its wounds and never came back. Oh, yes, this is Kitty Hawk’s parting gift.” Zooey took out a blue feather from her trouser pocket.

“That bird… actually only had one feather left.” Lothar took the feather, and felt a little depressed when he thought of the eagle he had worked so hard for for so many days.

“Don’t be sad, come, try the love breakfast my sister made.” Zooey filled Lothar with a night’s worth of hot soup and handed it to him.

“You actually cook for me, AniviaI’m afraid it’s going to blow hot air out. Lothar took the soup, took a sip, his face wrinkled, “It’s so sweet…”

“Isn’t dessert better?” Zooey took out a straw and stuffed it into Lothar’s bowl, and gave one to Xiao Qiang, and drank happily.

“Sweet broth…and how did you make it sweeter than honey?”

“It’s very simple, just add the starlight of Chen Muxing and the dream of a sleeping butterfly.”

“Still can’t understand as always…” Lothar put down the bowl and let Zoe and Xiaoqiang drink by themselves. “How did you go last night? Did you beat Fiddlesticks away?”

“No, no.” Zooey bit the straw and said unhappily, “Although I really want to beat up that ugly devil, but devils are so weird, even if I smash them with ten thousand stars, they won’t dead.”

“Is it more powerful than the eye under the Howling Abyss?”

“I can’t say who is more powerful. If we insist on comparing, the devil is like a messy night, and that eye is like a night with nothing.”

“After hearing your analogy, why am I even more confused? How did Fiddlesticks give up killing me because it was dawn?”

Zooey blinked a few times: “I don’t know about that. Who knows what’s going on in the devil’s mind? Maybe it thinks your soul is not tasty and left.”

“Then will it still look for me in the future?”

“I don’t know what’s growing in the devil’s brain, maybe~” Zoe made a face, and imitated Fiddlesticks’ cracked voice, deliberately scaring Lothar.

Lothar carefully recalled the details before he fainted: “I seem to…see a pair of feet.”

“What are the feet?”

“It should be… a pair of very beautiful, very white feet.”

“Huh~ so you like this, little Lothar.” Zoe swiftly tossed off her shoes, kicked her feet on Lothar’s face, “Come on! You can do whatever you want with my sister’s feet!”

Lothar pushed Zooey’s feet away: “Stop messing around, I’m so hungry…”

“You don’t know how beautiful my sister’s feet are. Little Losa, you still need to practice.” Zooey suddenly remembered something, and took out two things from her trouser pocket.

Lothar saw a rusty key and a piece of rags: “Where did you go to pick up the rags?”

Lothar knew that Zoe had the habit of running around collecting strange things. She stole a bearman’s front tooth when she went to the bearman’s hunting ground last time, and she even moved away when she was in the Frostguard Fortress. A drakrond helmet.

“I pulled it off Fiddlesticks.” Zoe said with a smirk.

“You stole it from it.” Lothar remembered that the rag seemed to be a fragment of the sackcloth that Fiddlesticks was wearing on his head.

“Whoever let it bully my cute little Lothar! I’ll beat it up!” Zooey waved her fist angrily and said, “It’s easy to steal two things from it. I’m really the best sister in the world.”

“My best sister in the whole world will save me when it attacks me.”

“Don’t talk about that, you don’t know that the thing I pulled away was the cry of that ugly demon. It was so shrill, it made me laugh so hard.”

“You’re still laughing to death, what if it takes revenge on me again?”

“It’s okay, I’ll pick it up again if it comes again.” Zooey said indifferently, “Here, we each have one, you choose one first.”

“Why do I need these things?”

“This is something from the devil. Although I don’t know what it’s useful for, it’s hard to find. Are you sure you don’t want it?” Zoe’s voice was full of temptation.

“Eh…” Lothar thought for a while, “Then I’ll take that key.”

“No, I chose the key.”

“Then you still ask me to choose…”

“Just kidding, hee hee.”

Lothar looked at the broken linen of the mobile phone speechlessly, wondering what the significance of storing this thing that looked like a waste product was, but Zoe strung the key with a rope and hung it around his neck. happy look.

Lothar’s stomach started to growl again, and he suddenly remembered that he hadn’t eaten for seven days.

“Chew some dried meat first.” Lothar took out his grain reserves.

“Didn’t I cook soup for you?”

“I can’t stand your soup. I’d better hunt a prey by myself or something.”

“Then shall we go find Bai Muyan next?”

“No rush, I still want to try to catch dragon birds.”

“You haven’t given up yet.”

“The bird ran away, and I don’t want to give up just yet.”

“There’s really nothing I can do about you.” Zooey picked up Chikuo and poured down a pot full of soup, then said heartily, “Then let’s go.”

…

That child seems to be fine,

“Very good.” She thought to herself, “It’s not in vain for me to save him.”

To her surprise, Twilight watched over the unconscious little boy for seven whole days.

This is not like her at all. Twilight is notoriously playful and willful. She will never stay in one place for too long, because she is always looking forward to seeing new things.

Why did Twilight follow him so stubbornly? He doesn’t have any magical blood, and he doesn’t have any magical sacred objects. What is it that attracts that protoss who looks like a demon king.

She couldn’t think of it, but she didn’t dare to underestimate it. Twilight is the messenger of all the protoss in the sky, delivering important news that is closely related to the world. She followed a little boy like this. Could it be said that the fate of this child is related to the fate of the entire Runeterra? related?

Since Twilight didn’t stop her from peeping, she decided to find out.The little boy ate something, picked up his bag, and walked deep into the forest again.

…

Lothar understood one thing. Anyone whose name has something to do with “dragon” should not be provoked.

Lothar clutched his ass that was almost bitten by the dragon bird, and looked unwillingly at the two adult dragon birds on the cliff that were roaring angrily at him from a distance.

“It’s a pity that little Lothar almost succeeded in stealing eggs.” Zooey felt sorry for Lothar, but in fact she was full of gloating expressions. Only the little stubborn face on her head really felt sorry for Lothar.

“The vigilance of this brood is getting higher and higher. It seems that we have to change the target of another brood.” Lothar spent more than a month trying to force the dragons and birds living here, food temptation, and harassment. Attacking and even stealing eggs, unfortunately, dragons and birds are really not easy to provoke, and every attempt ends in failure. Although they don’t eat human flesh, they beat Lothar enough every time.

“Why don’t you give up, go find Bai Muyan and get out of this ghostly place.” Zooey flew behind Lothar and rubbed his butt.

“I really want to know how the Demacians tamed dragons and birds.” Lothar looked at the town called Fossbarrow, “Maybe there will be some clues in there.”

“Don’t you still want to play here?” Zoe raised her face.

“If I don’t get a dragon and bird, I won’t be reconciled.” Lothar gritted his teeth, “If you come to Demacia this time, you will be targeted by demons, fail to boil the eagle, and be pecked by dragons and birds every day. It’s all a sad memory.”

“Indeed.” Zooey touched Lothar’s head, “You are really unlucky.”

“You have to get a dragon and bird to get back your money.” Lothar started walking towards the town. Zoe refused to open a wormhole for him, and he had to walk everywhere these days.

“Wait.” Lothar stopped suddenly.

From a distance, he saw a convoy entering Fossbarrow.

The size of the convoy is not small. The horses pulling the carts are all snow-white and handsome. The carriages also look gorgeous, with exquisite patterns carved on them. There are guards on horseback on both sides of the convoy.

“Nobles of Demacia” Lothar was stunned. He had only heard of these people in Zoe’s description, “What are they doing at the border?”

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Fossbarrow, the town in the extreme north of Demacia, passing through the high mountains above Fossbarrow, is the wild snowfield of the Freljord.

—— “Demacia Geographical Atlas”