Chapter 12: Queen Sejuani

"There should be only one voice in Ferreljord, and that voice is Sejuani!" This is a phrase that has been famous in the permafrost tundra of Ferreljord for many years. At that time, this sentence was in the permafrost tundra like the belief of the Ferreljord tribe in Queen Avarosa, who had ruled Ferreljord, without any water, and no one questioned it.

Even though Ash, the leader of the Ice Shooter tribe, has obtained the legendary Ice Bow of Queen Avarosa, the strongest person in the permafrost tundra is not the leader of the Ice Shooter tribe, but Queen Sejuani, who has been fighting to return peace to the Ferreljord tribe.

On the way to meet Sejuani, Augustus secretly summarized Sejuani's information in his mind. Even Augustus had to admit that the leaders of the Winterclaw Tribe, the Ice Archer Tribe, and the Dervisor Tribe, the leaders of these three tribes, Sejuani, Ash, and Lisandro, were all very wise and strong, but when it came to wisdom and courage, the other two were not comparable to Sejuani.

Once in Noxus, Fransted, who was still alive at the time, spoke of the empire around Noxus, including Ferreljord, who had defeated Noxus in the past but was now divided. For Ferreljord, Fransd didn't have much to say, only talked about the three tribes slightly, and then was ready to sigh at Noxus's biggest opponent and obstacle Demacian Empire, but after a pause and thought for a while, he slowly spoke: "It is very difficult for the divided Ferreljord to unify again, but there is one person you should remember her, her name is Sejuani, the leader of the Winterclaw tribe, and the woman who was determined to annex Noxus!" ”

Augustus remembered the look of horror on his face when he heard Sejuana hear Flanders say this. He had been in the permafrost for a long time, and while the most promising person for the reign of Ferreljord today was Queen Ash, who held Queen Alvarossa's bow of ice, it was the queen who had ambitions to annex Noxus that awaited Augustus.

Quietly looked at the two warriors of the Winterclaw tribe who were sparsely dressed, but their mental outlook was not inferior to that of the richest warriors of the Ice Shooter tribe on the permafrost tundra. The two warriors of the Cave Capture Tribe, who were about thirty years old, and whose eyes were full of piety and unwavering faith, were now meticulously carrying out Sejuani's will and escorting them to Sejuani.

The eyes of the two warriors of the Winterclaw tribe were undisguised in their disdain and murderous intent, and Augustus believed that without the restraint of Queen Sejuani, they would have killed the two Noxian soldiers in front of them.

Coming to Sejuani, Sejuani sat on the snowy mountain spirit, wearing a very thin blue coat, her face was as cold as frost, and a pair of eyes without any emotion or emotion stared coldly at Augustus, as if she wanted to see through Augustus's soul.

Even Augustus was thick-skinned. But in this case, it will be a little embarrassing to be stared at by such a cold and attractive woman. Although he understands that the wrath of winter on the permafrost tundra is definitely not a nymphomaniac.

"Knights from Noxus, tell me what value you can bring to me? Why can't I send you to heaven and let you, a devout believer, meet God? Sejuani sat down on the domineering rhino steadily, gently tapped the back of the snow-capped mountain rhino with a white appearance, and said softly.

The soft voice fell on Augustus's ears, but it seemed heavier than a mountain peak suddenly pressing on his body. Without the pandering of politicians, only with the usual simplicity and directness of the Ferreljord tribe, how could Augustus not be able to hear the hidden meaning of Sejuani's words? If you are worthless, why should we let you go?

Augustus smiled bitterly, and how much he wished that Sejuani would have a politician-style exchange with him, although he would end up trying to meet him. But it's much better than the cold atmosphere it is now, right?

"It's a pity it's not Noxus, otherwise this would be my home turf!" Augustus mused, but unfortunately this is not Noxus, so this is not his home turf. And he Augustus had to be like a teacher's prisoner or a slave, and listen honestly to the sentence that Queen Sejuani had given him.

Walking between dangers all year round, Augustus developed a temperament that was not alarmed, and his originally stiff face slowly softened. Then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He bowed his head slightly, made a very standard Noxian diplomatic etiquette to Sejuani, and said without humility or arrogance: "I believe that Her Majesty the wise and wise Queen Sejuani has seen my value. I would also like to help Her Majesty Queen Sejuani take down Fereljord, and make Her Excellency Sejuani the second Queen of Alvarosa to rule Ferreljord. ”

The queen of the Winterclaw tribe, the well-deserved number one warrior of the permafrost tundra, Sejuani raised her head and glanced at Augustus with that cold and indifferent eyes, and said softly in a flat tone, "The permafrost tundra belongs to Ferreljord, this is an undoubted thing. And Ferreljord does not need the intervention of any country or people. As a knight of the Noxian Empire, can you give me a promise for sure? ”

This is a discursive message that can be obtained without thinking, and Augustus could not have understood it any more. Queen Sejuani, the leader of the powerful Winterclaw tribe, clearly has the spirit of the Ferreljord tribe when Queen Avarosa ruled the Ferreljord tribe. "There is only one Ferreljord in this world, and the affairs of Ferreljord do not need any race or country to intervene!"

This is not an easy request to answer. It is not so much that Sejuani is solemnly begging him not to intervene in the affairs of Ferreljord, but that Sejuani is threatening him with the head on his neck in a tactful, graceful, bloody way.

Maintaining the usual smile in the face of nobles and magnates, Augustus groaned slightly, then raised his head and looked at Sejuani politely and calmly, shook his head with a little regret on his face: "As a prisoner whose life is limited and bound, Augustus is willing to agree to all the requests made by Her Majesty Queen Sejuani, but as a Noxian knight who has won the Iron Oak Medal, the highest honor of Noxian soldiers, I have to refuse your plea Queen Sejuani!" ”

The Minotaur Alista raised his hand, opened it, and then clenched his fists, his dark and bright eyes looked incomparably calm and dignified. The unrivalled arrogance in the eyes of the warriors of the Winterpaw tribe had shown that Alista was prepared to pay the price for his master, Augustus, for his unspoken words.

With a very graceful smile on his face, he did not welcome the wrath of the inhabitants of the permafrost tundra who was called Queen Sejuani, the god of war of Ferreljord! For the first time, Sejuani looked at the Noxian knight in front of her, who was usually greedy for life and afraid of death, and said coldly: "It seems that you have chosen your faith as a Noxian knight!" ”

Augustus smiled and nodded. "This is what every knight in Noxus should do for Noxus." ”

Dressed in a pale blue costume that was absolutely cool on the permafrost tundra, Sejuani didn't immediately deal with the Noxian knight in front of her, who dared to make decisions for you and him, but instead deftly flipped from the rhinoceros that symbolized the authority of the Winterpaw tribe and landed on the cold ground.

It was only at this time that Augustus realized that the leader of the Winterclaw tribe, who was about the same age as him and was not inferior to Lisandro, was not wearing shoes that anyone should wear, and that his feet, which were whiter than ice and snow, were exposed without any cover.

Although the feeling of oppression was not as heavy as that of General Burnham Darkwell, the ruler of Svein and the ruler of Noxus, the threat of his life being harvested by the beautiful woman in front of him made it difficult for Augustus to squeeze out a relaxed smile.

Being overwhelmed by a woman, especially a beautiful woman, is not something Augustus likes. Therefore, when Augustus saw Sejuani's slender jade feet, Augustus immediately turned his attention to the pair of jade feet that could still maintain perfection in the cold, dry and harsh environment of the permafrost tundra.

If Sejuani had a smile on her face, Augustus believed that there were few men in the world who could resist the charm of this glamorous war queen. Even Ferreljord has long been unified, where is there any Queen Ash who finds Queen Avarosa's Ice Bow and fights with Sejuani for the dominance of Ferreljord!

For noble and beautiful women. Augustus never had any fear. Even in the face of the woman who was already at the pinnacle of the wizarding world and the pinnacle of worldly power, the tricky queen LeBlan, who could almost be said to be the closest to the gods, Augustus could not hide his desires, and he felt a little bit in his heart, let alone a Sejuani who was not as good as LeBlanc?

At this moment, such a scene appeared in his mind that was completely inconsistent with the picture of a devout believer: a beautiful woman lying on a man's crotch ~ moaning, and the scene of blood gushing. This woman is not Sejuani, who else?

In the cold, dry, and food-deprived permafrost tundra, the Winterclaw tribe, who had not had much luck along the way, had long been accustomed to all kinds of ups and downs, and the gods could turn a blind eye to the almost red eyes of the opposite sex such as Augustus.

Once at the hungriest time. Sejuani once tempted a Noxian soldier stationed in Noxus with her God-given perfection that was almost flawless, and when the blood was full of blood and was about to conquer this proud beauty under the world of men, Sejuani, who had already trained any part of her body as a killing weapon, simply and neatly eliminated the Noxian soldier who was already a mid-level knight.

Swept a smile on his face. Augustus, who looked at Sejuani with the same possessive thoughts of all men, the warriors of the Winterclaw tribe exuded a look of disdain, anger, mockery, and other mixed expressions.

On the permafrost tundra, I don't know how many men have had ill intentions towards their Serjuani adults, but these are either ordinary commoners or powerful people of a certain tribe or have a variety of other coveted identities. But these people, without exception, all fell under Sejuani's hands.

Because of Sejuani's beauty, many tribes in the permafrost tundra were wiped out by Sejuani. Unified.

Now, this Noxian bullshit rider who is the fish in our hands dares to fight our great Serjuani sama for the idea? Isn't it self-defeating!

"Is this God's gift of the supper before death?"

Looking at Augustus, who was obsessed with the beautiful arc of Sejuani's body, almost no one thought that Augustus had a chance of survival, not even Alista, who came with Augustus.

PowerbyYOZOSOFT (To be continued.) )