【Rico Steyed City, Grand Plaza】

People gathered in the square, and six avenues radiated out from the square in the center of the city. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The city seemed to have been built according to some kind of rules, and Jax had felt that way before, but now he had a more holistic impression of the city when he stood on the "sky bridge" between the second floor of the hotel and other buildings not far away.

Six streets radiate out of the city, and almost every street starts with a towering stone monument, Jax once glimpsed the ancient monument in a certain corner, but it is true that the penmanship of ancient words, I am afraid that even the old men who have been transferred to the War College will not be able to understand the meaning of those words, only Snow Prayer Dance Mafula has the ability to decipher these ancient words.

From this point of view, the War College should really have set aside a high-ranking councilor position for her.

Strings hung from the roofs of the buildings beside the road, pulling each other on, and streamers and wind chimes hung on the ropes, and the biting cold wind passed through them, making the sound of Qingyue playing.

In the center of the square is a majestic silver-white hall, which is the Crystal Hall of Prayer and Dance. The city of Rycostet was once a village of ice ascetics, and it was only here that the legendary ice bow of Avarosa was discovered to break away from the Snow Prayer Dance and establish its own faith.

Jax stayed in this palace for a while after he was injured in the duel with Tyrone, it was like carved on the foundation of an ancient piece of ice and snow, covered in silver on the outside, and crystal clear ice crystals on the inside, like a crystal palace.

The second floor of the main hall is an open-air high platform, like a huge central stage, showing in front of the people in the city, and the weak sunlight of the north is reflected on the stone of the top platform, shining. The flags of the different tribes were hung on the stage, painted with abstract or hideous or mystical patterns, and the banners were blown by the wind to make the sound of hunting, and the leaders stood in front of their flags, waiting for Ash to make his usual speech.

Ash appears in a thick, solemn wool cloak derived from Freljord's characteristic polar alama, with a rough blue background adorned with white snowflakes on the back, lined with thick soft white wool, and a neckline revealing a warm and thick pile of fluff.

In contrast, under the thick cloak, a pair of sturdy white legs peeked out from under the skirt.

She placed the ancient Avarosa Bow on a stone platform in the center, looking like an altar, and the ice bow was like a pearl of the sea, suppressing the tide of chatter.

"That's it...... Polar Ice Weapons. Even though it wasn't the first time he had seen it, Jax couldn't help but muttered at the wonder of the creation.

It is like a piece of ice, but from time to time there is an ice blue streamer, and there is a vast amount of magic surging in it, unlike the charged wands sold between magicians, the energy in which will gradually dry up with each use. But the power in this extreme ice seems to come from the cold air that has accumulated in the deep veins of Freljord for thousands of years, and it will always exude a terrifying power and coldness, and it has never diminished.

Ash stepped forward, her ice-blue eyes cold and resolute, but with a gentleness like water, she looked around the audience with these eyes, and began to speak: "Standing on the corpse, the most important thing in our duty is unity. Driven by the hatred of our ancestors, our people hate each other and divide each other. Brothers and sisters, our enemies are not neighbors. Our enemy is a whole chaotic continent and long winter nights. Famine, poverty, despair and chaos. Look all around you, these monuments from the Dusty Age, each one older and grander than anything we have ever made. These masterpieces come from the time of unification in Freljord, now a shattered continent in desperate need of our save. Standing on this ruin, we can build a great kingdom. We are Freljords, and this land belongs to us. (This speech was later recorded in this week's issue of Justice Weekly at the War College.)

"Today's gathering of chiefs, not a declaration of war, nor a prelude to aggression, will be a watershed moment before a time of chaos, conscription, and division, after which the people of Freljord will usher in a new era. The war has been going on for too long, and I hereby propose the formation of the Northern Alliance, where Freljord will participate as a whole in the League of Legends established by the War College Council, and fight for the good of all Freljord, and we will usher in true peace. I know that there are those who want to continue to maintain the secession, to maintain the chaos of this long-standing chaos, and to call it the law of the Northland, and I will not tolerate such behavior. ”

Her words once again caused a lot of discussion in the audience. Interpreters from different tribes were also busy expressing a common word in different languages, and many tribes did not even have a synonymous noun to correspond to, but they also expressed that meaning in various ways - peace.

Many of the tribal leaders couldn't help but recite the foreign word that Ash had brought to them after listening to the translation...... Peace.

Sejuani seemed to be holding back her emotions, but she just raised her sharp sword eyebrows and said, "Are you talking about peace, Ash?" So in this Northern Alliance, who is the ruling and who is in charge? Freljord is so big, does everything need to be as exciting as it is today? Moreover, voting does not necessarily represent the will of Freljord, and weak tribes are easily attached to powerful tribes and controlled, so that the will of some people can take their place, right? ”

Such a reaction was soft enough, and with Etherius's temperament, it was easy for the rally to turn into a polar brawl, but today the queen showed particular restraint.

"There will indeed be a lot of questions, as you said, Sejuani, I hope that at tomorrow's meeting, we can have a good discussion on how to make things like this harder, and today is just the beginning, some tribes have not yet arrived, and I am here today only to announce that Freljord will stand in Valoran in a new and complete manner."

Ash saluted everyone, but he secretly wondered in his heart, because the king of the barbarians, Tedamir, did not attend as promised this time, and the spies sent a secret report from the Iron Thorn Mountains on the border, saying that Noxus was ready to move again, and in the past, Tedamir was always at the forefront of the confrontation with Noxus, but this time there was no news at all.

Judging from the results achieved today, she has already enlisted the support of many weak tribes, after all, the weaker the tribe, the more they hope to sleep in peace under the wings of peace.

Although Sejuani was not angry, she only expressed doubts and opposition, but she had a power and prestige to be reckoned with, and he was supported by his bear-people who roared with thunder and volleybell, and he was a strong bear-man, huge in size, with the power to call for thunder; In addition, there is Olaf, a Viking berserker from the Lockfa Peninsula, who also agrees with her law of the jungle, and it is said that after he enters the state of Berserker, nothing can stop his attack.

It's not yet certain, but as long as Tedamir is around, he'll support her. She never doubted his affections.

She walked up and knelt down on one knee in front of the heirloom bow, prayed in front of the bow, and swore to everyone to be the guardian of the land.