Since the beginning of the war in Freljord, the Council of the Nine Kings has never stopped.

For a whole month, the Noxian forces led by the Noxian Hand Darius made the Demacian forces mired in negotiations, and one month was enough time to change a lot.

Seventy percent of Freljord's territory has fallen into the hands of Sejuani's Winter Claws, and the entire Freljord has not been attacked by war except for the core capital of the Ice Fortress, and the Ice Continent has melted and turned into a sea of blood.

The support of Piltover and Bandel City was apparently placed on the Council of the Nine Kings by Darius, of course, more of a mockery, and Gavin IV's face became more and more pale as the scarf on the kerchief became more and more imbued.

Even the screaming serpent of Pi City and the heavy artillery of Bandel City could not resist Sejuani's iron cavalry, and the Ionian side, although there was the help of the beast power Udil and the blind monk Li Qing, they could not turn the tide of the battle, and the current situation, even if Demacia tore his face and waved his army north, there was no time to help, could it be that Freljord was really going to be destroyed by Sejuani?

"Lord Styric......"

Prince Demacia's lips were as white as paper, and his voice was hoarse.

At the end of the obsidian serious table, the gray-haired old man only shook his head slightly.

"Gavin IV, you must recognize that the rise of the Claws of Winter belongs to the civil strife of Freljord, not the invasion of other countries, the Council of the Nine Kings, follow the rules of the Council of the Nine Kingdoms, and the wars of non-countries are all decided by the Nine Kingdoms, and the Council must not disturb the situation, I hope you follow the rules of the Council of the Nine Kings."

"Huo Huohuo, Your Majesty Jiawen, why didn't we see you so active in the civil strife in Zu'an City a few years ago?"

Warwick, the Bloodthirsty Hunter, suckled at his bloody claws.

"The reason why there is civil strife in Freljord is that it must be a scourge to the people, and it is not popular with the people, and now it is deserved to be under the city by Sejuani's soldiers, although there is basically no war between Zu'an City and your country, but as a peace-loving member of the Valoran Continent, I advise you to restrain and think carefully, after all, the hunters of Zu'an City are tired of eating Madeheran."

"So you're doing the trick!"

"Ahem... cough cough cough ......"

Jiawen IV's handkerchief was instantly soaked in a large patch of blood, and he was really angry at the moment, his eyes were black, and his magic power was almost disordered.

No wonder it has been seven days since I heard from Madeheran, and the elite troops secretly sent by Demacia have been annihilated by Warwick unknowingly, and the last glimmer of hope he has placed on has finally turned into a bubble?

"Hmph, I think that's the end of today's Nine Kings Conference."

Darius glanced at the dejected Gavin IV, and said with his head held high and contemptuous: "The fall of Freljord has been settled, Gavin IV, I suggest that you better cultivate this tattered body first, and if the next border war breaks out, my men will lose control." ”

"Huo Huohuo, His Royal Highness Jiawen, take care of your body~"

“……”

This time, the prince of Demacia, Gavin IV, was rarely angry, he calmly watched the Noxus forces slowly leave, and the countries on the Demacian side, because of the war in Freljord, all had some complaints in Demacia's hearts, and did not stay long, and withdrew one after another.

The entire solemn obsidian hall was left with only Gavin IV and Auston Hidrick, silent.

After a long time, Gavin IV raised his head and finally broke the silence.

"Elder Council." He said with a little trembling.

Sitting upright on the bench, his plain white robe stirring a slight breeze as the pages moved, he only read intently, and did not answer the call of Gavin IV.

"If Freljord falls, the balance of the Valoran continent will definitely fall apart, and the third rune war may not be far away."

"I know."

Sidrek replied lightly, and finally closed the book.

He looked into the eyes of Jiawen IV without waves, and said calmly: "Rules are rules, they are the framework used to restrain the strong, if there are no rules in this world, Marzaha will not seal the broken void all day long, and I will not waste precious time to participate in the Nine Kings Conference, as a child of the Valoran Continent, everyone must accept the rules, this is the unchanging way of heaven." ”

"Maybe it's hard for you to understand what I'm saying, but it's okay, because there will always be a little bit of uncertainty in heaven and earth, and if you believe me, you just have to wait and see what happens to Freljord's future, whether it's the worst or the best, it's inevitable cause and effect."

"Okay."

Gavin IV decided not to entangle anymore, it is difficult for Hidrik to waste so much tongue, but Gavin is willing to believe in Hidrik's truth, because there will always be a trace of variables in heaven and earth, he firmly believes in justice and light, and that variables will never tilt towards darkness!

"There won't be too many peaceful days."

"Take good care of your body, the clouds of the Valoran Continent are getting closer and closer."

……

The land of the North, Freljord.

The wilderness and the snowy fields are even more terrifying in winter after the war is enveloped.

A group of disobedient travelers in the thin mist of snow were passing by collapsed houses and stiff corpses, the style of the painting was really strange, at least, the pure black horse had sneezed a hundred times from beginning to end, and oh my God, it couldn't stand the smell of the yodeler on its back, and it felt disgusted to gnaw off his head.

"Ruffian horse, you give Lao Tzu some quiet."

Hearing the lord's words, the ruffian horse had to put on a bitter gourd face, secretly holding his breath, grandma is a bear, weak yodeler, you are awesome, when you wake up, Uncle Ben must let you taste the power of horse anger (dung)!

The snow field of Freljord, compared to the ice continent of the land of exile, the temperature is more comfortable, but the cold of the Iron Ridge Mountain Range can still drip into ice, and most of the scattered corpses along the way are frozen to death in the snow, and the prosperous Freljord in Wu Wenxu's image can no longer even compare with the land of exile.

The prosperous snow country described by the bard has been starving for thousands of miles, and it is full of wolf smoke!

"Chenison, I'm a road idiot, help see where we're going."

"Obey my master."

Chenison took out the map of Freljord that he had made out of nowhere, pondered for a while, and then pointed to a place on the left with his sharp nails and said: "The current area is still 13,000 miles away from the royal city, and walking along the branch of the Tieliu River, we will encounter eight passes, and the route with the second lady is exactly diverging. ”

Wu Wenxu nodded secretly, Ahri, who has a super network, even Ash is one of her best friends, Wu Wenxu is worried that Freljord is really as vulnerable as portrayed in Valoran's daily newspaper, and he sent Ahri and the five Hanting Owl Beasts to support the royal city earlier.

As for his lord himself? Naturally, it's because of itchy hands, and I want to meet the rumored winter forces for a while.

According to Yasuo, if the thief captures the king first, if he can cut off Sejuani's head, the Hokliku troubles may be put to rest.

Lord Lord felt that the sixteen brothers had a point, so these guys who didn't play according to the rules were completely off track, and they were going deep into the belly of the Winter Tribe.

Wu Wenxu looked into the distance, and the corners of his lips showed a wicked smile.

The Winter Tribe should not let itself down, just like the snowy ice field, there are some huge shadows.