Not far from the foot of the Iron Ridge Mountains, the gray sky looks capricious.

This sudden snow fell unhurriedly, very large, and very steady, falling from the cloudy sky, they buried the thick and thick footprints of the snow-capped mountain mammoth, and also buried many mysterious and strange clues in the snow.

All in all, the snow was unlucky, at least not for Hollianya's caravanserais.

Nearly twelve tons of strong body, a foot-thick gray hair that obscured the most direct breath from the iron ridge, the convoy struggled to move forward under the heavy snow, and although two mammoths dragged heavy goods, the snow-covered carriage seemed more and more sluggish.

The two iron wheels struggled to roll out of the thick snow that buried a third of the wheels, and rolled forward again, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they were forced to pull hard.

Speaking of which, the team had the standard symbol of the nobility of Demacia, with a golden eagle holding a blue shield of the valiant army and two sharp swords the length of a palm, clearly carved into the sides of what looked like expensive wooden carriages.

Two snow-capped mountain mammoths, more than fifty hardy northern horses, and a cadet of Demacia that seemed to have a whole string of kebabs could be seen from their orderly and unchaotic formation, they were accustomed to moving forward in such bad weather, and they were also accustomed to groping in the northernmost part of the snow with no sense of direction.

The hostess of the convoy was the venerable White Rose Lady Holyanya.

She was a very beautiful and elegant nobleman, and I heard that she was the daughter of a marquis, and she longed for romance and freedom, and married a destitute lame baron for love.

This incident caused quite a stir, and since then she has been ruthlessly swept away by the Marquis, and it is admirable that Madame Hollianya not only did not give up the pursuit of freedom and romance, but soared to the Baron with her outstanding business talents.

They made their mark in a small town south of Demacia, so powerful that no one in that realm knew about Hollianya and his lame husband.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the sad doom came.

Her husband, the poor fellow named Leslater, died three years later on the way to Hokuriku, and it was only five days from his illness to the withering of his life, as he was told that he had contracted a cold and was already weak.

Since then, a cold and arrogant lady named White Rose has appeared in Demacia.

She is suffocatingly beautiful, and her maturity makes people's blood run high! It's a pity that her beauty is always covered by a light and thin veil, and her wonderful and seductive carcass has been hidden by the solemn and dead black robe for many years, and everyone feels sorry for her.

Later, after Madame Holyanya's relentless rejection of a marriage proposal from a royal family from Demacia, she resolutely left Demacia and built her own exquisite bungalow in an idyllic pastoral field to the east, where she was planted with fragrant white roses, so that anyone passing by the countryside could not help but stop and look sideways to catch a glimpse of the legendary beauty.

To everyone's disappointment, Hollianya seemed to have disappeared.

The entire Demacian people never saw her again, or they really didn't expect that this strange woman with a genius in business would set her sights all the way to Piltover, the city of science!

She has the most elite followers, protected by two raging snow-capped mountain mammoths, so she can walk on the ground unhindered in this seemingly peaceful but murderous snowfield.

There was probably not a band of snow robbers who did not desire to plunder the staggering riches of the White Rose, but when they saw the two fierce mammoths and the elite warriors of nearly two hundred, they had to be terrified and want to stop.

They could only swallow their saliva fiercely, and then, accompanied by the wolves of the snowy region, they watched the fat slipped out of their mouths again and again, and they swore that one day they would break through this team that was rampant in the snowy region, and then cook their flesh into the richest dinner......

"Are they awake?"

In the noble carriage in the center of the procession came a slow and graceful voice, which was clear and charming, and it was the tone that only a pure nobleman could measure.

The delicate carriage staggered, moving slowly for a while, and then suddenly rolling forward several steps, this dizziness made Hollianya can't help but cover the white rose brooch on her chest, she felt very uncomfortable.

"Squeak!"

The carriage made an unbearable and terrible sound, and it was unfortunately planted in a snow pit.

"Oops! It's all my bad! ”

The man who sat on the mammoth with a hat on his head hammered his fist, and the snow was so great that he felt deeply remorseful and remorseful that he had lost his way without noticing the skilled mahout.

A handsome knight on a dark black horse soon appeared next to the rut, and when he saw that the entire front wheel was sunk into the snow, the knight could not help but furrow his eyebrows deeply, but this displeasure was not directly expressed, but he said softly to the carriage: "Lady Holyanya, those fifteen fellows are sleeping deeply." ”

Hearing the knight's answer, White Rose suddenly pushed open the window.

The only heat in the carriage was suddenly sucked away by the surging snow, and the handsome knight stared at Hollianya's delicate and charming blue eyes, his chest couldn't help but be hot, and his eyes were hot, not hiding his admiration for Holyanya.

She stared at the knight's gradually red face with pure and immaculate eyes, and said softly: "This snow is very heavy, we can't stop, please send a few warriors to carry the carriage together." ”

"Yes!"

The handsome knight's golden hair flowed from the brim of his hat, and he respectfully bent his waist to ninety degrees, and then quickly stuffed the blonde hair that covered his dark eyes back into his hat, and immediately, Hollianya heard his loud voice of command and reprimand not far away.

She lowered the heavy curtains made of sable, and no one knew what she was thinking.

As the most luxurious and massive carriage in the entire convoy, the interior of the carriage was so spacious that when the carriage was lifted from the snow, only a few slices of bread poured with cheese on the crystal table slipped on the ground, and she sat on the bright red inlaid upholstery leather, even without moving.

"Lord Holyanya, Lord Holyanya!"

There was a hurried sound outside the window, and when he rested, he let out a heavy gasp, apparently exhausted by the wild run all the way.

"Well, what's the matter?"

The man swallowed the last gasp, and he said respectfully to the carriage in that elegant and calm voice: "Lord Hollianya, among the fifteen followers, there is a young man named Diablo who woke up, and then he woke up, as if he was called ...... It's called Joti? ”

The man took a breath and continued: "Those two people seem to have recovered a lot, and now many vehicles are buried in the heavy snow, and there is a shortage of manpower, why don't you send them a cotton coat and call them down to help?" ”

There was no response in the quiet carriage, only the sound of snow.

After a while, the benevolent goddess-like lady Hollyanya murmured, "In that case, let them help together, but if they appear to be unwell, send them back to the carriage to rest." ”

Holyanya spoke, slightly tired, closing her somewhat pale lips.

They were found buried in the snow, no one knows how far they had traveled, Hollianya heard that most of the rescued guys had the mark of a hammer and axe slave on their faces, which was naturally a Noxian person, and it was also possible that they were miserable soldiers who had escaped from the army, but she was not very optimistic about the word deserter.

In any case, they are also living beings.

White Rose Holyanya is indeed very intelligent, but unfortunately, she guessed the end of the story correctly, but did not guess the beginning of the story.

Naturally, she would not guess what kind of person she had saved.

She also won't understand that the people she saved have brought a huge impact on her future.

A new epic, an immortal legend, is about to be played in Hokuriku!