"Knock-knock-"

There was a dull sound from the door, as if someone was rudely kicking the door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It was obviously hard to be woken up in the middle of the night, but when I woke up, I found that the bed next to me was still empty, and Taylor's guy ......

It seems that I received a letter that I must go out, and it seems that the problem has finally been solved. This person's appeal and hidden strength all show that he is not an idle person.

But now he just wanted to go back to bed and sleep a little longer, although the bed was only a thin straw mat, which was not very comfortable, but at least it was much more comfortable than sleeping in the wilderness.

He got up and lit an oil lamp and stumbled to the door.

"Knock-knock-"

"Alright, here we are." Such an impatient and rude knock on the door was not like Taylor's style, and the guy should have knocked on the door with his hand politely - not politely, but with a cautious temperament that was very characteristic of Noxus.

As happened during the day, the Noxians alone were always very forbearing, and surprisingly polite, as if they were afraid that a little rudeness would provoke the disgust of the Gentiles, after all, the Noxian city-state itself was notorious. However, when the Noxians got together, they began to be different, they began to stand up for their rights together, and the sense of crisis in a foreign country dissipated.

But Taylor didn't seem to be that kind of person, at least he felt that it was a guy who had forbearance rooted in his bones.

He opened the door, and the wind blew a faint smell of blood through the door.

Ahri held Taylor's bloodied body, and her beautiful new dress was stained with blood. What's wrong?

"Hey, carry this guy over...... Heavy death, really, the clothes are dirty...... What are you doing in a daze......" Ahri said with disgust on her face, and when she looked up at Reginald's appearance, she burst out laughing.

The usually beautiful blonde hair became warped because of the dishonest sleeping position, and she looked sleepy-eyed, and she was wearing a set of pajamas she brought with her, which was fluffy.

"Hah...... Hahahaha! Weak Chicken You ...... Hahahaha! Ahri looked at Reginard's appearance, clutched his stomach and laughed, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Reginard smiled at her, and his fair skin turned red clearly, "What's this, everyone on the other side of the sea wears this kind of pajamas!" He explained, hugging Taylor but it was completely useless, the crimson color burning on his skin and extending to his ears.

I didn't expect to be seen by this guy on this side, Rigi Nadeton felt a headache, so he had to pretend to check Taylor's condition seriously, fortunately it was not so exaggerated, probably the bleeding caused by the rupture of some organs, it seemed that he was asked out and beaten, and the letter was really not good.

He wiped the blood from Taylor's body with a towel, because it was too late and didn't want to go to the backyard of the inn to fetch water, so he moistened the towel with a water spell, and when Ahri finished laughing, he sighed and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ahri told him everything she had just seen, but she deliberately avoided the thugs who had been killed by her, and she didn't know why. She's not human, so there's no need to follow this, just like humans hunt other creatures and take it for granted. Ahri thinks of himself as no ordinary fox, not a human, but a being at the top of the food chain.

But she avoided the incident anyway, even though she thought it would be a good thing to kill the scum.

"Those people...... What kind of force is ......?" Riginad muttered after hearing this.

Ahri tried hard to remember that she could absorb the vital power of life from human bodies, and at the same time she could glimpse a little memory of them, but the feeling was very vague, like a dream that was quickly experienced, and the exact content was quickly forgotten, and even the memories of the gangster leader were now blurred.

Ahri felt that those memories passed through his head and disappeared, but it was not a bamboo basket that fetched water, and in the end it still left some kind of trace, as if it was the so-called human heart.

In her vague memory, there was a word that squeezed into her mind, hooked in a place that was so deep in her memory, like the paddle of a small boat tangled together by aquatic weeds—it was the tattoo of these people: a long dragon coiled on their arms, and a fierce tiger with angry eyes on their chests.

"Dragons and Tigers will ......," she said.

"What kind of organization is that?"

"I don't know." Ahri said, sitting down on the bed across from Taylor. It's Reginard's bed, and she knows it, and the smell doesn't lie. According to the animal-specific language, this bed is the "territory" of this dead weak chicken. And she sat up with a grin, full of satisfaction of conquering the district.

It should be Ionia...... Or the local underground organization in Starfall Town, in short, it definitely has a lot of origins. The alien Noxians touched their interests, or was it revenge for the rule-breaking thing that Taylor led the crowd to make trouble during the day? I heard that the Ionians are very disciplined, and that the preferential treatment of outsiders will never become the rule anywhere.

Hey, why think about so many things? The mission of his trip was very simple and straightforward, and even if Noxus did launch an invasion as he had foreseen, he should stand by and watch. When it was dawn, he went to the temple on the nearby mountain to find Li Qing, and persuaded him to go back to the War Academy, he could consider making an exception to be Li Qing's mentor, on the road of magic, this guy is definitely promising.

Obviously, he and Li Qing are about the same age, but they clearly have a love for their juniors.

Thinking of this, Reginard couldn't help but ask himself, I'm not that old-fashioned, am I? Although the current magicians are all cultivated from ivory tower-like academies, it is obviously not comparable to what he has experienced.

Because of this, they seemed more like children, Li Qing only encountered some minor setbacks on the road of magic, so he was disheartened and went to Ionia, an ancient island in the east, to be born and cultivate for the rest of his life.

It was really only a minor setback, he ...... Or rather, they came out of the organization called the Grey Order, and they experienced many more setbacks than that, and they were much more serious.

The blood stains on Taylor's body were wiped clean by him, and the viscous plasma quickly disintegrated under the attack of the wet towel, and Reginard felt much more refreshed when he looked at it. He let out a sigh.

"Whew, it's okay, where do you live, do you want me to send ......" Reginard said and turned around, Ahri was on his bed, lying on his back, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and the quilt was not covered.

"This guy ......" he sighed helplessly, there was really nothing he could do with this little fox. I had to help her cover the quilt and tuck the four corners.

Then sit alone on the edge of the bed in a daze.

It's rare to have a dreamless sleep today, there is no damn prophecy to remember, for fear that the dream-like future will soon be forgotten, and finally be able to spend the night in the dark, it could have been like this-

It's an absolute curse! Absolutely. Reginard lamented.

Not far from the inn, a woman in a crimson cloak and a hood carefully sensed the energy left behind, the cloak wrapped her body tightly, vaguely revealing the yellow hem of her robe, and below, revealing a pair of unusual, blue thighs with strange patterns.

"This kind of aura is really a monster that endangers the world."