【Prayer Dance Crystal Temple】

After a day and night journey, Tedamir finally arrived in Ricestee, where Ash's messenger brought in several concerned inquiries. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This is indeed a rare tardiness for him, and usually he can always rush to her as soon as possible and become her staunch supporter.

But this time the people began to talk about the king of the barbarians, he was a full day late when Freljord was assembled, and the border reappeared the traces of the invasion of Noxus, some people said that they had crossed the Iron Thorn Mountains and cut into the frozen soil of Freljord, in previous years Tedamir was always the first to stand up and fight against the iron-blooded militar, but this year there was no movement on the side of the barbarians.

Noxus did touch him, love can make people blind, and he realized that he hadn't taken a good look at Ash for a long time, his childhood playmate, and the goddess of ice and snow that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

It's just that they have all grown up, and it seems that they will be washed into a different shape by time.

I have the impression that his father has always been warlike and murderous, he has accepted the aid of Noxus more than once, and carried the serpentine knife on his shoulders in Freljord, and the Snow Prayer Dance can always forgive his killing on behalf of the gods, and Freljord's law has always been that the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, and even the gods have to acquiesce to all this.

When he was a child, he was also such a child who longed for war, hoping to become such a king, but later, because of the absurd words of an outsider, he brought that non-existent word into his world - peace, peace.

That's a ridiculous idea that only a child can have. He told him that the thirsty traveler in the desert of Shurima is often bewitched by the mirage, thinking that it is an oasis or a city, chasing the illusory shadow, and finally dying in the desert, but there are always people in this world who are so persistent that they chase their dreams.

He didn't know what had happened to her. But what is certain is that she is also definitely no longer the little girl who used to play with him, and inadvertently, they have already grown too much.

And she is about to be crowned in Rickstead, and at the same time announced that she will apply to join the League of Legends as the eighth city-state, and invited the alliance ambassador Graffor to attend the coronation, which shows that she is no longer the Ash she once was, at least she is a quasi-queen who is good at scheming.

In fact, men are not afraid that women have power, but they feel that women who control power must have experienced too much, and women who have experienced too much always make men feel uneasy.

Noxus is not trustworthy, even the former barbarian king who chose to cooperate with Noxus, his father said so, just like two fierce wolves working together, if you want to not be used by the other party, you must be cunning and fierce enough to make your opponent fearful.

But the Noxian woman's words made him waver, perhaps because he hadn't thought about it for too long, so his suspicions were also very strong.

The group walked into Rickstead City with high spirits, they **** their upper bodies in the cold wind, their muscles were strong, and the shoulder knife at their waist almost mopped the ground, and the serpentine broadsword of Tydamir was particularly eye-catching.

But soon he noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and there were no decorations for celebrations on the streets, but black pennants hung between the eaves.

Pure black is a symbol of mourning.

The streets were deserted, and the decoration made Tedamir even more sure that something was going on in the city. He hurried to the square, the barbarian warriors behind him trotting closely.

Could it be that something happened to Ash......

"Snow's Prayer Dance Maphle was found dead yesterday in her abode in Rycostead, may Freljord have mercy on her, and may Anivia the Guardian protect her soul from frost with her wings. May my sister always be remembered by this land......" Ash knelt on one knee in front of the crowd with a complicated expression, and the tribes bowed their heads and bowed to their chests, or bowed to the fallen Snow Dance, performing the ancient salutation to the priest of Freljord.

Only Sejuani and the Great Elder of the Gomu tribe did not salute, but maintained an upright posture, watching coldly, but secretly thinking about the meaning behind this matter in their hearts.

Mafra lay in the ice coffin, a pair of closed blind eyes concave, but her expression was not as serene as the deceased, but made people feel the painful feeling when they saw it. Ice Silk's blindfold had been removed by her heir and placed on her head. Her smiling eyes were obscured by an eyepatch, and only the monocular pattern could be seen.

In the silence, a gruff voice suddenly burst out of the crowd, and it was him—Tydamir.

The crowd shook. The northern barbarians have become more powerful lately, and they have made a name for themselves in the war with Noxus, and the Winterclaw tribe, which is the most threatening to Ash's rule, has been held back by the barbarian tribes of Tedamir, which is why Ash can stand up to them.

There are even many who suspect that Ash will marry Taydamir for the sake of a stable alliance with the northern barbarians. It's also entirely possible.

"How can there be such a thing, how can it be ......" He walked through the crowd, the sad shadow like a demon in his eyes.

How could Mafra die young, when she was a child, she was the most lively and daring of the three. She dared to climb on the back of a snowy wild horse, no matter how much the horses galloped, she could communicate with animals, she was strong and intelligent, such a thing was absolutely impossible.

He ran to the coffin, looked at the painful face through the transparent light blue lid, and remained silent for a long time.

"How did she ......," he said hoarsely, tears sliding down his cheeks like blood from the battlefield.

"The elders have discussed that Lord Snow Prayer Dance is...... Death from a natural cause, just a sudden old illness. ”

"What an old disease, she doesn't have an old disease at all! She clearly ...... Ming Ming......" fist lightly slammed on the extreme ice, as if to vent his anger, but he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person in the coffin.

"Please also ask the Barbarian King...... Condolences change. Lisandro whispered, she was silent for a moment, then suddenly took a step forward and walked to the very center of the top of the Crystal Hall of Prayer without permission, "Today I will be the new Snow Prayer Dance, inheriting the title and throne of Lord Mafula. For a long time, we have experienced too many days of political struggle and external distraction. Ash was right, it was time for all the residents of Freljord to come together and put an end to the chaos! I hope that peace begins in our generation. O noble people of the Snow Prayer Dance...... Please put everyone's common needs above your own pride, and please identify with Princess Ash as our leader; The power she has will lead the whole of Freljord to be more united and strong. She said suddenly, and this statement sent a panic through Sejuani's eyes.

The tribesmen and elders in the audience were in an uproar, and even many of the Winterclaws were chanting slogans of Ash and peace.

Don't...... Her "white-robed strategist" guessed wrong from the beginning! The first to move was not the unfathomable Frost Guardian, but Ash!

It was Ash who killed Mafula, and Lisandro was just a teenage girl, and it was easy to control this "Snow Prayer Dance" that had no power and power, and even the power could not be passed on. In this way, she controlled two-thirds of Freljord's power, and Avinia, the ice crystal phoenix who was the guardian, was already on her side.

It was she who ignored the determination of the "little girl", she was already a queen who knew everything about it, not a girl who shouted lofty dreams, she was noble with others, but in fact it was for her own power!

Regardless of the occasion of the rally, Sejuani left the table angrily.

She had to start preparing now. It will be a fierce battle, and any roadblocks and wall grass will be crushed by her, and there will be no autumn left!

The scene became a little chaotic in an instant, and Sejuani calmed down a little after leaving the table.

"It's true that Mafula's illness hasn't been around for a day or two, but it's been well controlled. But this sudden illness was so sudden that there was no warning, and the elders who accompanied her also thought it was very strange, and she drank the hot tea that Queen Ash had brought by herself last night...... But to meet her childhood friend Queen Ash at the end of her life, I think this trip will be satisfying for her. As for the matter of Freljord, I would like to forgive me for not attending the next meeting, and I wish to leave at once and bring her bones back to the Glacier Guard Fortress, as it was the last wish of Lord Mafra. The new Snow Prayer Dance continued.

These words made the people who had just calmed down in an uproar again.