Chapter 43: The Merchants' Songs

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Darius flashed through many images that could only be seen in old movies, and took the initiative to make a request to fight, Valek clenched his fist hard, and the joints and bones on the palm of his hand made a crisp pop.

"Of course you can, young black warriors, we warrior monks like to fight, only by constantly fighting, can we hone and improve our skills and moves, lancers, jungle rangers, berserk warriors, blade dancers, and different professionals will get different enjoyment, black warriors I have also fought against, but unfortunately the strength of that black warrior is too poor, silver is not enough, I don't get the pleasure of fighting at all."

"If it's you, it's a good way to get an idea of what your teammates are capable of."

It seems that this thing is also a battle maniac, Darius found that Valek's eyes were full of excitement and burning, this is the difference between the Noxian warrior monk and the Ionian warrior monk, the Ionian warrior monk pays more attention to the cultivation of the soul, many warrior monks will even spend a lot of time meditating in the temple, to understand those ethereal Zen, according to their theory, only by cultivating a harmonious and immaculate state of mind, penetrating the balanced Zen mind, can master more advanced skills.

But it is impossible to see temples in Noxus, there are only few churches here, and the churches are places where holy warriors and knights practice, so the warrior monks of Noxus generally practice in battles and travels, and they are keen on all kinds of challenges and duels, although many warrior monks will become paranoid and crazy in the process, but the warrior monks who can keep their hearts tend to gain more powerful power.

Valek took another sip of the jug and poured it into his mouth, "So the wine is something that needs to be drunk in large gulps to be worthy of the people who make them, thank you to the Father, thank you to the winemaker, for giving us such a beautiful gadget." ”

"Green pine wine is aged from the Amir Plains of Cabinet Luo Province, the pine cones and the rice produced by the Amir Plains are fermented and brewed in the jar, this taste reminds me of the monsoon from the north blowing through the plains, the golden ears of rice are blown in the fields like golden waves, wave after wave dancing with the breeze, the sun is also golden, and the bright smiles of the farmers in the fields are also golden, it is really a nostalgic place."

He burped in contentment, and the rugged man's face was full of intoxication, "The warriors of the Ice Realm Freljord drink before fighting, and they feel that spirits are the best painkiller and stimulant. Many legions in the North also have this habit, and I have experienced the transformation from not drinking at all to being addicted to drinking, which is the transformation process from a boy to a man. As for my job, you must know that real men are not bothered by alcohol, and in my mercenary career, there has never been a time when drinking alcohol has affected the mission. On the contrary, the smell of this hometown will make me more sober. ”

The credibility of this statement is quite high, after the strength continues to improve, Darius himself can feel that the impact of alcohol on the body will become smaller and smaller, as a melee profession, his body has been constantly strengthening, and even a lot of poisons that can kill ordinary people in an instant, Darius also has a certain resistance, and the warrior monk, who is also known for his strong body, is naturally difficult to get drunk.

However, his words evoked the memories of Darius, the soldiers of the north do like to use spirits to resist the cold, in the mountains of Alsto, Darius also drank a lot, but the taste of the wine, has been slowly blurred in the memory, the great time can really erase everything, he looked back with a little sadness, Noxus City has only a vague black shadow left, like a giant beast hovering over the Alabachi Mountains, silently gazing at the land, silently watching the caravan go away.

Valek saw the sadness in Darius's eyes, he smiled and said: "Haha, you are still young, you can't experience this emotion, I am at your time, but my mind is full of thoughts of going out, I hate the same life and practice, I hate staying in a small town every day, I know everyone around, any unfamiliar face appears in the village, it will make me happy for a long time, I don't care about my hometown or not at that time." ”

"I wanted to see beyond the plains, I wanted to know what kind of city the city was built on the hills, so I left there, I went from the plains of the Amir into the Kopa Mountains, and I went to the land of ice and snow, and saw the white world frozen for thousands of miles. I've been out to sea from Middleport and have been terrified by the storms of the Guardian Sea and the huge pods of orcas that have surfaced to ventilate, but after so many places I've traveled, I've finally come back to nostalgia for the beauty of my hometown. ”

"Darius, I suggest you go out and see the world more, I have seen many talented young people in the XC district of Noxus, but in the world of power and money for a long time, they all end up in the dark underground and reduced to mediocrity, don't miss this place behind you, that should be something you do after seeing the whole world."

Obviously, Darius's actions made the monk misunderstand, but Darius didn't care, and didn't explain more, silently listened to the monk tell his story, and rode forward side by side with him.

Yes, what a wonderful world, although it is full of dangers everywhere, but it is a magical world, dragons and magic, swords and spears, and all kinds of incredible landscapes and creatures, to be able to travel around the world, it must be an extremely beautiful journey.

Unfortunately, I don't have the time to do that.

Darius looked down at his arm, where the mark of the Black Rose was hidden at the bottom of his skin, and the resonance crystal of Vest's soul was hidden in his pocket watch, fate had made him a legionnaire rather than a carefree traveler when he arrived in this world, and everything that happened after that had allowed his fate to escape his grasp.

He is now burdened with multiple missions and responsibilities, whether it is out of his own pursuit or external pressure, he must gain strength and power in order to truly control his own destiny.

The caravan was cheerful in the warm sun, and the first part of the journey was also the safest, and the dull pace of the Splithoof Ox mingled with the sound of the wheels rolling forward, heralding the beginning of a journey to riches, so the merchants sat on the saddles on the backs of the Splithoof Oxen and sang the songs that were widely praised among the Noxian merchants.

What is calling my name, is the gentle murmur of the fairy of the forest.

What is calling my name, the spirit that roams merrily among the mountains.

They told me to cross the plains and chase the footsteps of the wind.

They told me to cross the mountains and tread the clouds.

I left my homeland with a full load of goods.

The sky asked me,

Where are you going, merchant of Noxus?

I replied to him that I would go to all the lands where I could see the sky.

The earth also asked me,

Where are you going, merchant of Noxus?

I replied to him that I was going to all the lands covered by the sky.

Every day is a new journey,

There are new items every day.

The ballad of the Noxian merchant echoes in the wilderness,

We leave our footprints everywhere in Valoran.

Distant relatives, don't miss anymore.

I go around the world and come back home.

I go around the world and come back home.

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