The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Life and Death (1)

life and death.

This is Lothar’s name.

Blood relatives.

This is Qian Jue’s name.

“Why is the name of the god of death a blood relative?” Lothar opened the book of the dead, and Qian Jue’s definition was on the first page of the dictionary, right after Lothar’s name.

There is a pair of wolves and sheep after this explanation. The fangs of the wolves are buried in the neck of the sheep, and the arrows of the sheep are shot into the eyes of the wolves.

Wolves and sheep are old enemies, no matter where they are, but Qian Jue’s image is that wolves and sheep coexist, and it is even difficult to separate them.

Lothar has also heard many explanations about the image of Kindred. For example, the Freljord people believe that wolves hunt sheep, and sheep feed wolves. The two will always chase each other and live in eternal life.

The Noxians felt that the lamb was the prey and the conquered, and if they didn’t chase and hunt forever like wolves, they would become the hunted.

The Ionians simply believe that the lamb is the leader of the wolf. She teaches the wolf to be calm and kind, and the two are like relatives and best friends.

Then what does Karthus think?

Lothar suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding.

He has been trying to understand Karthus’ death, but Karthus did not know what method he used to deliberately cause a lot of memory loss. Even Kalista’s chaotic memory can be traced, but Karthus even No clues were left for Lothar.

Since I can’t understand Karthus’ death, why not understand his life?

The lamb and the wolf are forever one, just like life and death are never separated, they are like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle next to each other, as long as you know one half, you can know what the other half looks like.

Just like a god of death, but he wants to be named after the word “blood relative”.

Lothar suddenly realized.

He immediately left Kindred’s memory and returned to Karthus’s original memory.

His three older sisters.

Lothar looked at the memories of the three incomplete women. Their clothes were ragged, and the skin that could only be seen was covered with red pox and measles. Lothar could faintly hear their painful dry coughs and groans. Better to die.

Lothar tried to touch the three women. If Lothar was right, no matter how much Karthus had forgotten about his sisters, at least he had contact with them.

Sure enough, Lothar touched them.

“Karl…” The memories about them began to expand, “Karl…leave us alone…you have to live…”

Lothar listened quietly.

Karthus’s sisters were already dying of illness from their voices, and Lotha could feel their withered and cold hands. Lothar saw that one of the sisters seemed to want to kiss Karthus, but he stopped for fear of contagion.

Lothar continued to look at the memories of Karthus. He saw that the slums where Karthus had lived since he was a child were so fragile that a single epidemic killed almost no people left in this urban area.

But the city guards of Noxus were not incompetent. They immediately sealed off the underground slums, preventing the disease in the old city from reaching the ground, and the slums were completely turned into dead cities.

The only one who is willing to come down to save the mortals like them is the Qianjue Sect.

“Did Karthus start to believe in Kindred at that time…” Lothar looked at the flowing memory. He had been to the old city of Noxus and knew what a messy and depraved place it was. In Noxus society, regardless of their blood origin, everyone has the opportunity to stand out, but fair competition also brings a high-pressure society. Anyone who loses in the struggle will be doomed. Noxus does not support idlers and cannot People who have shown their worth can only be squeezed out to the old city to survive, and will not even have the most basic citizenship rights.

In a sense, the old city of Noxus is even crueler than the barren snowfields of the Freljord.

Karthus crawled out of that dead place and joined the Kindred Cult.

For such a person, what does life mean?

Lothar didn’t know, he was not Karthus, and he had no experience of his life, so he had no way of knowing.

“Is there really no other way?” Lothar felt that he was far away from here.It’s getting closer, Qian Jue’s words pointed out the way for him, but this way still doesn’t work, Karthus has done too much, his memory is only a little fragment, what Lothar can dig out from it is really not much.

“It’s only close!” Lothar kept looking at each memory over and over again. He almost lost himself, desperately trying to integrate himself into Karthus’ outlook on life.

But no matter what, Lothar still couldn’t see it through.

Lothar felt that his spiritual body was constantly being weakened. He had consumed too much consciousness, but there was no black mist in Karthus’s memory for him to replenish and consume.

Lothar unknowingly went through Karthus’s memory again, but still found nothing.

Lothar returned to the Shadow Isles, where Karthus died.

Lothar saw a familiar figure in it.

little girl.

This little girl who forgot her name was Karthus’s first friend after he came to the island. The process of their becoming friends was quite dramatic. It was actually Karthus who was killed by the little girl.

Perhaps the souls of those who died of a little girl’s prank would be angry and unwilling, but after being killed by a little girl, Karthus was actually very calm.

The surprised little girl started to get in touch with Karthus, and the two finally became a pair of year-end friends—a pair of ghosts who slowly forgot their past.

Although most of Karthus’s memories on Shadow Island are complete, everything related to Lothar is gone. Lothar has no way of knowing what happened to him when he was carried to the island by Karthus when he was a child, and why he crossed over later. A whole continent went to the Freljord, and it was Karthus who deliberately forgot these memories.

Lothar was really cornered.

“Is there really no other way…” Lothar began to try the two artifacts in his hand, but neither the Book of the Dead nor the pure white hunting bow came in handy, and they couldn’t tell Lothar what Karthus was about. secret.

But Lothar discovered that there was a third thing on him.

A copper herring.

It was Nami who begged for him, and got it from that liar fortune teller, a copper herring that can be seen everywhere, and I knew it was a scam.

But Lothar stared at the copper herring in a daze.

He once told Syndra and Nami a story about Bilgewater, and he mentioned the symbolic meaning of the coins circulating in Bilgewater.

The golden siren symbolizes the god in the deep sea [bearded lady], and only those who are favored by the bearded lady can earn it.

The silver snake coin symbolizes the sea snake, and only those who dare to hunt sea monsters can earn it.

And the copper herring symbolizes the cheap fish that can be found everywhere, can be picked up in a net, and sometimes can’t even be sold.

This is the most common currency in Bilgewater. It is used by people at the bottom. People who are a little bit richer will not even look at it.

The copper herring symbolizes the most ordinary life.

“Life…” Lothar stared at the copper herring for a long time, then suddenly laughed, “Thank you, Nami.”

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“May Mr. Lothar stay safe, and may the copper herring amulet wish him good luck.”

——One of Nami’s prayers before going to bed every night