I'm getting tired, Beyal. Please, don't make me sweat. ”

As soon as Kiana finished speaking, the servant became cramped. He used what little bit of his mastery of the elements he had, concentrating his strength on gathering a cloud of mist. Within seconds, the mist surrounded Kiana and cooled, driving away the heat from the jungle.

"Much better," said Kiana, "but the rest will require my full attention." ”

She began to slowly spin the Orretar Ring Blade around her body. The bushes of the jungle began to bend with the rotation of the ring blade, and with each turn, the bushes crouched down a little. Roots and stems jump out of the ground, bringing up small patches of dirt. Finally, a narrow path emerges in the bushes.

"Here we are." Kiyana stepped lightly on the winding Lu. With each turn of her Ortar Ringblade, the thick vines beneath the rainforest canopy retreated in front of her.

Behind her, the vines crawled back down the path, blocking the path. Beal was left behind, barely overwhelmed by the tumbling vegetation.

"Keep up, Beal." Kiana said, "Seriously, that's just a request. ”

The servant parted the grass that had regrown, struggling to keep up with Kiana's pace, while maintaining the temperature of the clouds around her.

When the two finally made their way out of the forest, the sun was already setting and the golden twilight reflected a small village. Kiana turned around one last time, and confirmed with her own eyes that the secret passage had been completely hidden in the jungle.

Three village elders greeted her, folded their arms in front of their chests, saluted her, and led her into the square in the middle of the village.

At the other end of the square, a giant Piltover machine slumped lifelessly, the spoils of the latest skirmish in the jungle.

Kiana didn't care about the machine, she sat down in the seat she had prepared for herself, and the small table in front of her was carefully arranged with fruits and nuts.

"Daughter of Grace, I don't know if you are here, and you are not welcome." An older woman asked, leaning forward with great effort to get a better view of Kiana.

"I heard that your county warden has passed away. I am deeply saddened. Kiana said.

"He was killed by a foreigner." An old man pointed to the Piltover machine behind him and said, "To stop that thing, cut down trees." ”

"Same as I've heard." Kiana said. She sat upright, for she was about to mention the true purpose of her trip.

"It looks like Ticolas needs a more capable ruler. Ability to face this group of strangers, and their toys. Kiana said confidently, "Capable as I am." ”

Several old men looked at each other, their weather-beaten faces full of doubts.

"But, Venerable Yuenalai, we already have a man like you," said the old woman, "and your sister has been there for a long time. ”

"What," Kiana said angrily.

As if rehearsed for it, a group of village servants walked across the square towards Kiana, four of them carrying a palanquin on their shoulders.

As the palanquin drew closer, Kiana saw a plush bed, silk pillows, and her sister Mara, holding a goblet in her hand.

The silver tray beside her was filled with all kinds of wild game, and two servants were using elemental magic to relieve her heat, and it seemed that she was much better than Beyal's. Kiana wiped a drop of sweat from her brow and glared at her servant.

"Kiana. It's a pleasure to meet you. Mara was a little nervous. At the same time, her palanquin fell smoothly to the ground.

"Mara. Looks like you're in a good mood. Kiana said. Mara was overwhelmed by her sister's domineering gaze, and looked like she was going to burrow back into the sheets and hide.

"How about a drink," Mara suggested. She raised her glass and took a nervous sip.

"What you have to do is protect this place, not empty the granary in the village." Chiana declined the invitation for a wine tasting. "Please step down. Let me be the county warden. ”

Mara froze and swallowed hard. "I can't," she said, "and you know, I'm older than you." ”

"A whole year older than me," said Kiana, "but I don't know how much behind." ”

As she approached her sister's bed, the smugness on her face slowly turning to intimidation. "I'm just stating the facts. You know it in your heart. What if those miners find out about the village?"

"I'll guard this place." Mara said unconfidently.

"You're going to die. The whole village will die. You and I know that. "Kiana's voice was audible to the entire square." I can protect them. ”

There was a murmuring commotion in the square. Mara bit her lower lip like she had been like this since she was a child, especially when her sister had the upper hand.

"I can't give it to you. Yuntal will not allow it. Mara said timidly.

"As long as you ask for your resignation, they will allow it," said Kiana, "and go back to Ishokun." Go back and take care of your fountain garden. I'll take your responsibility here. ”

She saw Mara's gaze pacing back and forth among the elders, as if she was looking for herself to go down the stairs. "The law is very clear," said Mara, "and as long as I am able to govern, no one else will be the keeper of this county." ”

Kiana gritted her teeth in anger and turned to look at the giant machine at the end of the square. She circled the Oretar Ring Blade around her body a few times, and several elders were startled in their seats. She drew elemental power from around the plaza and poured it into the Ring Blade, then threw the power at the machine.

In an instant, the metal behemoth was simultaneously sealed by ice, slammed by rocks, torn by vines, and finally shattered and collapsed, all elements obeying the young Yuen Alai.

In the face of such a show of power, none of the elders and servants in the square could fail to exclaim. "You think there is already a ruler like me," said Kiana, "but there is no one in the world like me." ”

The elders frowned, reaffirming their decision. "As long as Mara, who is Nurturing Alai, is capable of governing, this position belongs to her."

These words kept echoing in Chiana's mind, and she silently left the square, discouraged. She returned to the edge of the village with Beyal, where the two elemental guards were waiting for them.

"Excuse me, stay." "I know the way and I know how to get there. She flipped the Auretar Ring Blade, parting the grass and revealing her way back into the jungle.

Her servants were still doing their best to relieve her. She began her journey back along the secret passage to the massive ecological structure of Ishokeng, while covering the path behind her once again.

However, as soon as they left the village, the Orange Blade slowed down. Behind them, the passage was no longer re-hidden, but shimmered in the setting sun.

"Your Highness, You've forgotten to cover up your back." Beyal said.

"Beyal, is the only thing I'm asking you to do is to be a road guard," Kiana asked.

"No, His Highness Yuen Alai. But what if someone finds out about the village?"

"Don't worry. I believe that the new county warden will protect the village. Kiana said.

The next morning, Kiana was awakened by the sound of weeping in Ishion.

"It's the Gentiles, and they found Tiklas"

My sister's cries came from the foyer outside her bedroom. Kiana puts on her robe and opens the bedroom door, only to find Beyal supporting Mara, who is crying silently.

"Mara. What's wrong?" asked Kiana, trying a little to make her voice appear a little more concerned. Her sister turned around, red and shivering, covered in abrasions from running through the jungle.

"Miners, they bulldozed the village. Half of them died. The other half was hidden. I barely escaped."

Kiana hugged her sister and suppressed a smile on her shoulder.

"Now that you understand, I'm doing it for your own good," said Kiana, "and being a county warden is a dangerous responsibility. ”

"I'll just listen to you. You're going to be able to deal with that group of Mrs. Piltward. Mara said in a crying voice.

"Yes, of course I can." Kiana said. She couldn't help but rejoice, thinking of the miners and mercenaries of how she would slaughter them, and how the surviving elders would be grateful to her, as her sister was now aware of this fact.

"You should be the warden of Ticoras." Mara said.

Indeed, Chiana thought to herself. It's mine.