Mid-March 2015, Earth time, Runeterra, north of the continent of Valoran. Territory of Freljord.

The snow and ice were swept everywhere by the winds that swept it around, and this was the land of ice and snow, and white snow filled every part of the country.

To the northeast of Freljord, it is considered a forbidden place by the Freljords, where the Frost Guard patrols the vast expanse of snow all year round, forbidding anyone, including the Freljords, to set foot on the land.

No one knew what the Frost Guards were guarding, not even themselves, of why they were patrolling the snowy fields and what they were guarding.

Deep in the snowfield, 320 kilometers to the northeast of the snowfield, 320 kilometers west of the Watcher's Sea, a black complex covered in frost stands silently.

No one knows who lives in this complex or why it was built here.

This complex has been built here since tens of thousands of years ago, when the three ancient sisters died in a war that broke out for no apparent reason.

Today's Freljord no longer has the power of the Ancient Ice Empire, and there are only various tribes that live on this endless ice and snow.

Just like the land of runeterras today, one variable after another has converged to achieve the change of the times, and the only thing that has not changed is that it will always be shrouded in the wind and snow of Freljord, and it will always be as if a person who has been greatly wronged will cry in the wind and snow.

But those are not important anymore, the important thing is that today's Frostguard Fortress seems to be different from usual, and for some reason the noisy wind and snow on weekdays seem to be much smaller.

The bitter cold wind was also silenced by the slowly falling snowflakes, and in the center of the Frostguard Fortress was a stone bridge built into a bottomless abyss.

At this moment, a woman wearing a long skirt made of black and blue ice crystals was standing quietly in the middle of the stone bridge, wearing a strange crown on her head, the crown obscuring her eyes, and she seemed to be listening to something in the middle of the bridge.

She is Lisandro, and in the ancient mythology of Freeljord, she is called the existence of the three sisters of Freeljord, along with Avarosa and Serelda, but she should have died in history, but now she stands alone in the middle of the bridge like a living ice sculpture, listening to the sound below.

After a long time, she still couldn't hear the voice she was looking for from under the bridge, and Lisandro looked a little angry, and her pale blue hands slammed on the guardrail of the stone bridge and said fiercely:

"Where's it? Where did it go? Where did the cries of the watchers go? Where did they go? ”

Only Lisandro's own voice echoed in the empty complex, and after a while, a man in a tattered robe and a mask with a staff came tremblingly.

After coming to Lisandro's side, "he" glanced at Lisandro cautiously, and then said with a slightly frightened expression: "Master, what happened?" Did the Watchers escape? ”

"No, it's not! I could feel the Ice Seal below not yet enough for him to break through, but I couldn't hear his cry, and I suspected he had escaped from another exit! ”

This "person" seemed to think of something when he heard this, and then looked at his master again and said, "Master, I don't know if you remember?" ”

"Sixty years ago, the sound under the bridge disappeared for a day, and you were as flustered as you are now. Maybe this time it's the same as last time, maybe they're tired of crying and want to take a day off? ”

Hearing this, Lisandro froze for a moment, and then her expression suddenly became a little angry, and her pale blue face under the crown suddenly grinned white teeth and said fiercely to her servant:

"Roll !!!!"

"This excuse is just a nonsense that your think tank can come up with, and you don't understand the horror of the watchers."

"You're all trash! Rubbish!!! Get out of here!!!! ”

Lisandro's roar undoubtedly terrified the masked servant, so he hurriedly ran back with his staff trembling again.

When Lisandro was the only one left on the stone bridge, the ancient queen's emotions finally calmed down.

A moment later, listening to the sound of snowflakes falling from her ears and falling to the ground beneath her feet, Lisandro seemed to remember something, and bitter self-talk came out of her mouth:

"Avarosa, Serilda. My two sisters, if you have spirits in heaven, can you tell me what the hell is going on? ”

"I really don't want to face 'it' anymore, and I don't want the 'it' that you paid for your lives to seal back then to touch this world again!"

In the empty Frostguard Fortress, on the lonely stone bridge, there was no response to Lisandro except for the falling snowflakes.

......

On the third day after this, on the same stone bridge, Lisandro still stood there, as if she hadn't moved a single bit from beginning to end.

Now in her hearing, the eerie silence of the endless abyss beneath her feet was still, and Lisandro knew at last that things had gone in the direction she least wanted to face.

"Someone!"

Lisandro did not have the slightest emotion this time, she had already recognized the facts, and at this moment she readjusted her mentality, and now Lisandro has returned to the three sisters who were praised in ancient times.

It was still the same trembling and masked figure who came to Lisandro's side, and glanced at his master, only to find that the face under her crown seemed to be sad or unhappy.

So the servant hurriedly spoke, "Master, your servant is always at your command!" ”

"How's that snowman? Are you still with that little brat? Lisandro asked, stunned.

Bending down hard, the servant humbly replied, "Yes! ”

"Trick that kid back, and use a little trick if necessary!" Lisandro commanded in an unmistakable tone.

"Yes!"

"Wait!" Just as the servant thought it was over and was about to leave, Lisandro suddenly stopped him again.

Hurriedly stopped his body and turned around, and the servant turned back again and saluted reverently and waited for his master's command.

"Are the descendants of Avarosa and Serelda still fighting among themselves?"

The servant was visibly stunned when he heard this, he didn't understand why his master had sent someone to assassinate the two of them, and now he was concerned again.

But now didn't seem to be the time to think so much, so he hurriedly replied, "Yes, my master, they are still fighting over their own ideas!" ”

"Humph!" Lisan snorted uncontrollably, and then sighed faintly and said, "It's like a child's house, let people go to them and tell them that I want to see them." ”

This order immediately caused a storm in the servant's heart, for for his master had not seen any outsider since he had served her.

It was a bit of a surprise to him that he was summoning the two targets he wanted to kill, but it was clear that Lisandro's next words made him realize that something terrible had really happened.

"Also, prepare for me, I'm going to the furnace country, I want to have a good talk with Orn!"

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Sogou