Chapter 15: Chivalry?

A pair of crystal bright eyes stared at Augustus like a sharp sword, as the well-deserved queen of the permafrost tundra, Sejuani did not hide her arrogance and dignity, and a rather oppressive aura swept towards Augustus.

Most of the inhabitants of the permafrost tundra are just a place to eat and wear, but this is a very difficult problem for many tribes in the permafrost.

Three major tribes: the Ice Archer Tribe, the Dervishm Tribe, the Winterclaw Tribe, the Winterpaw Tribe, the Ice Archer tribe occupies the best position, and the Winterpaw tribe's territory is relatively barren, and every year the Winterpaw tribe has to start a war because of a lack of food.

As the most frequent war-waging tribe of the Winterclaw on the permafrost tundra, anyone who survives is a worthy warrior. They are brave, cold, calm, and sensible, and Sejuani is the most outstanding representative of them. But today, something happened that made the Winterclaw Warriors, whose hearts were already frozen in ice, unbelievable but also tearful.

Their great leader, the leader of Sejuani, actually laughed!

This sounds a very funny and even ridiculous thing, but Augustus, as a person in question, does not feel funny. Sweeping over the group of Winterclaw Tribe warriors who held back their tears in their eyes, Augustus' heart sank, he took a deep breath, and said to himself, "It seems that I have really met an amazing leader!" ”

Can a leader who can make his subordinates surrender willingly and exude emotion, such a leader can be mediocre? At least Augustus was in the negative. Reflecting on herself, perhaps Sejuani has some special quality in addition to the bravery that the inhabitants of Ferreljord do not lack.

Without waiting for Augustus to think too much, a cold but beautiful voice slowly sounded in Augustus's ears: "Augustus, no matter what kind of action you make, it is difficult for me to believe that Noxus, whose mission is to conquer the Valoran continent, has no ambitions for Ferreljord!" But one thing is certain, you and your invited barbarian friends are in my hands, and if you want you or take your barbarian friends out of here. Then we must accept the laws and procedures that we have handed down in Ferreljord. ”

Restrained from his miscellaneous thoughts, Augustus shrugged his shoulders helplessly, looked at him with a sincere face, and looked more holy than the angels recorded in the Holy See Holy See, and said, "I reserve my opinion, but I am willing to follow the laws and procedures of Ferreljord. ”

Clapped his hands gently, and the snow mountain spirit rhino who was squatting on the side gnawing on the snow water immediately stood up, and trotted towards Sejuani very spiritually, and then stepped down with his front feet, and Sejuani walked directly onto the blood mountain spirit rhino. Pulling out the scimitar that almost cut off Augustus's head, Augustus said directly: "The laws of Ferreljord are very complicated, but in the final analysis, there are only a few key ones, one of which is: the strong have the right to make laws, dominate laws, and change laws!" ”

Augustus was not stupid, how could he not hear such a simple code word? Glancing at Sejuani, who was high-spirited, and the warriors of the Eastern Paws tribe who were surrounding Sejuani and staring at Sejuani with unparalleled reverence, with a wry smile on his face, he said helplessly: "You mean to have a fair and just duel?" ”

Sejuani nodded, "Actually, according to the duel clause in the law of Ferreljord, this duel requires you to challenge the three strongest people in our Ferreljord, and if you succeed, then you can naturally take your people!" However, you are not a resident of Ferreljord, and your purpose is only to take your men through the territory of our Wintertalon tribe. So as long as you can defeat me, then I will set you free! ”

"Can I challenge you with Alista?" Augustus wanted to ask this question, but he also knew that it was absolutely impossible, so he no longer wanted this hope that was too small to be mentioned.

He touched the scimitar at his waist that had been brought to him by Katarina, the daughter of General Du Kekao, the daughter of one of Noxus' most dazzling women. This delicate scimitar, forged by Noxus' most famous master foundry, had not been officially unsheathed for a long time, and Augustus slowly pulled it out from his waist.

Although he hadn't drunk blood for nearly half a year, the scimitar was still as bright as the moon in the sky, very dazzling. Like a white light in the darkness.

The taciturn Alista stood in front of Augustus, lowered his majestic body, which was a head taller than Augustus, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Augustus." Allow me to fight! ”

In normal times, Augustus would have liked to have Alista touch the bottom of his opponent, but now he can't! The person on the other side of the battle is Sejuani, the queen of the Eastern Paw tribe, and how can he not fight?

He patted the loyal servant's subordinate on the shoulder and said softly, "This is a duel that no one can replace, and I, Augustus, represent the glory of the Noxian soldiers!" The silver-white Iron Oak Medallion, which he had been holding in his hand since he had passed it over, remained very solemnly on his left chest, and Augustus looked at the Minotaur Alista with a serious expression.

The disgust in her eyes, which was only disgust and contempt for Noxus, was reduced a lot when she heard Augustus's solemn words. Even if there are many characteristics of a politician who is not a soldier in front of him, it is undeniable that this courage to fight for glory does belong to a Noxian soldier.

For the first time, he looked at Augustus squarely, and looked at the Noxian soldier in front of him who had been awarded the Order of Iron Oak at a young age! Sejuani will treat any opponent with the most decisive and fierce and simple methods, and this is what Sejuani learned from the cruel, hungry permafrost tundra.

Holding a scimitar and riding on a rhinoceros, Sejuani looked at Augustus condescendingly, but there was no contempt in her eyes, and she said in a deep voice: "Ferreljord, the leader of the Winterclaw tribe, Sejuani!" ”

For duels between knights, Augustus always had an unrivaled contempt. What is fair and just, isn't the end result of killing the opponent? In this mood, Augustus had always been a man without any chivalry when he served in the Knights of the Hundred Leaves in Sark City, and even if he received more medals of glory, it would be difficult for his comrades who knew him well to have much admiration for him.

For Augustus's purely utilitarian-centered thinking, Fransted, the only one who could control Augustus other than the head of the Knights of the Hundred Leaves, had discussed the issue of chivalry with Augustus many times.

Augustus, who was so lacking in chivalry, almost always answered all of Fransted's arguments with a similar sentence: if it is possible to get rid of the opponent by the easiest means, then why should the opponent be given a chance? That is not in line with the purpose of the Noxian soldiers.

Therefore, for Augustus, Franste was distressed and a little helpless at the same time, and finally asked helplessly: "What kind of people do you face to show your true strength?" ”

Augustus was silent for a long time, looked at Fransted and said, "When there is nothing to do but fight, I will show all my strength in order to survive!" ”

Fransted never spoke of chivalry to Augustus after this. Basically, from Augustus's words, Fransid basically understood the reason why Augustus always liked to win in a simple and easy way, and did not like to use chivalry to restrain himself.

Isn't the reason simple? Augustus didn't want to really show his strength, so it was naturally difficult for opponents to estimate his strength. Therefore, when he really shows his strength, the traps designed by his opponents are likely to fall short due to a miscalculation of his strength.

Therefore, when Fransde was alive, he often said to Augustus in private: the connotation of a politician is more than the true character of a soldier.

At this moment, Augustus still has strong doubts about chivalry, but Augustus is fulfilling that chivalry. Whether it's for his own life or because of the glory of the Noxian Empire behind him, Augustus must win this duel.

"Augustus, winner of the Order of Iron Oak of the Order of the Hundred Leaf Flowers of Noxus!"

This sentence, which did not sound like an accent, fell, and it meant that the battle that decided to stay or stay in Augustus had officially begun.

PowerbyYOZOSOFT (To be continued.) )