"I'm just giving some advice, I don't want to stay, some things are far more important than making money." Karn said to Sethi.

It was foreseeable that Seti would make a fortune and gain power on the Ionians' newly awakened bloodthirsty hobby of war, but no amount of time could buy him.

"That's a shame." Seti said regretfully.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, you have to remember that making money is never the first purpose, it's about living a better life. But if you're doing well, don't forget about others. Say goodbye to my aunt on my behalf. ”

Karn patted Seti on the shoulder and exited the underground fight gym through the gate, Kai'Sa following behind him and asking him after walking a few dozen meters.

"Do you think Sethi will keep his promise? He told his mother that he would build an orphanage. ”

"Didn't I just warn him?"

"Oh." Kai'Sa nodded, grabbed his arm, and walked in the direction of the inn.

……

The spring breeze blows through the rolling fields of the Navoli plain, and the ploughshare blade cuts through the hard soil on the surface, turning over the earth's winter treasures under the spring sky.

Heading north from the town, Karn and Kai'Sa passed through a number of villages, all of which were surrounded by vast farmlands.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning. It was a comforting and grounded sight of hardworking farmers at work in every field Karn saw.

But the fly in the ointment is that the peasants who work in the fields are often old, and some are too old to walk, relying on thin oxen to plough the land slowly.

The war against Noxus had drained too many young and middle-aged laborers from Navoli, forcing the old peasants who did not need to work hard to return to the fields, otherwise they would have to drink the northwest wind when winter came.

In the first few days of his departure from town, Karn also saw Noxians collecting grain from old local farmers.

He and Kai'Sa don't usually help, because they can help once, but they can't help many times. Unless you encounter that kind of helpless old man, you can't stand it anymore, you will compensate the old man without angering the soldiers, so as not to retaliate against them afterwards.

Along the way, there are not ten but five lonely nesters who have helped.

Not all of their children died in the war, but there was something left behind by the war, so that these young men would put down their farming tools and take up arms, or bravely fight against foreign enemies, or brutally cut down their own people.

War has changed a lot, and it is difficult to return to the days of peace and tranquility and kindness.

However, these older generations are more traditional and have not been easily changed by war. Every time Kahnkasha wanted to spend the night, he could easily find someone willing to take them in for the night, and they would leave some silver taels before leaving, as a reward for the kind old man.

After two weeks of walking, the Noxians were rarely seen. On the contrary, there are a lot more people in the Navoli Brotherhood.

These radical creatures flock to visitors from other lands, and Karn and Kai'Sa have been robbed by the Brotherhood many times, sometimes even by Ionians.

But these guys are not all so bad, some situations can let them go if they are not Noxians, and some cases are that the other party is determined to bully them outsiders, and the two will not be polite when they encounter this situation, and a mixed doubles will teach them how to behave on the spot.

In the past half a month, Karn has not stopped for anyone.

Until one day he saw a woman plowing a field in a village.

She was very different from other farmers, so she could be noticed from afar. For example, at this moment, Karn was standing at the top of the ridge, and the other party was standing in the farmland below the mountain, if you didn't look closely at this distance, it would be possible to mistake whether it was a cow or a horse, but Karn clearly recognized her.

The woman had short white hair that was simply tied up at the back of her head. The body is strong, and the thighs exposed under the skirt feel like two wooden stakes.

Of course, this alone doesn't make people notice her at a glance.

"Imai, Iba, Vasha, Ana, Iza, Deda......"

The woman kept repeating the broken Ionian language, all of which were family names, like babbling human cubs with their mother in their mouths.

And her aura is fundamentally different from that of ordinary peasants, and her body exudes an inextricable evil aura, like a malignant tumor.

It was the voices and breaths that first caught Karn's attention, and then he realized on closer visual observation that this was a woman worth staying.

The woman was also perceptive, and immediately looked at Karn's gaze after lingering on him for a moment. However, after seeing the two of them clearly, she buried her head in the plough frame and drove the plough oxen to plow the dirt under her feet.

"What are you watching her all the time for? Know? Kai'Sa asked, seeing Karn standing looking at the white-haired woman plowing the field for a moment.

"yes, didn't you find anything out of her?" Karn replied casually.

Kai'Sa looked at it carefully for a moment, and said in a confident tone, "She's from Noxus. It is indeed strange that the Noxians work in the fields of Ionia. ”

"What else?"

"She has a lot of strength and can hold the plough frame steady with one hand. If I'm not mistaken, she was supposed to have been a soldier before, and she was good at using heavy weapons. ”

"You're right, girl." A voice answered Kaisha, but it wasn't from Karn.

Kai'Sa turned her head to look at the shadows of the dense forest, where the brown-yellow coniferous forest and the farmland meet, and the figure of the speaker appeared. Like a ghost, floating towards them.

She didn't move, watching as the man walked into the light—it turned out to be Yasuo.

"I said how it sounded so familiar." Kai'Sa crossed her arms and her voice was cold.

Most of the night's drinks were Karn talking to the ronin swordsman, and she only exchanged a few words with each other, not very familiar. And she didn't notice that Yasuo was hiding not far away just now, so she couldn't help but be vigilant in her heart.

"Many people don't see it, don't come unharmed." Yasuo's voice was slurred by a hangover, and few words could be said accurately and quickly.

His tousled black hair was tossed back from the edge of his face, and a woven cloak was tucked over his shoulder, revealing the metal shoulder guard on his left shoulder, and the unsheathed sword beside him was not obscured.

If it weren't for the acquaintance, Kai'Sa would have been treated as a dangerous person, and this guy now looks like the kind of drunk who walks on the road and can give you a knife at any time.

"Drunk as mud, I think you're sick." Karn took the call, waiting for Yasuo to walk up to them.

And when he approached, Kai'Sa was a little stunned as soon as he spoke.

"Thank you for allowing me to find the murderer." He said, looking at the woman in the field, "It's her, Rui Wen." ”