Chapter 7 Perhaps ......

Any tribe in the permafrost tundra can't help but feel a desire to kill brutally when they see someone with a Noxian identity on their body, and the hatred for the Noxian Empire has existed since the founding of Ferreljord three hundred years ago. With the collapse and fragmentation of the vast Fereljord Empire, this hatred has not completely disappeared, but it has a tendency to grow!

This is the decision of the greatest emperor of the Noxian Empire two hundred years ago, when the greatest emperor of the Noxian Empire expanded the territory of the Noxian Empire to the south of Dade Masia, to Ionia in the north, and to the Zuan Empire in the west, so generations of Noxian Empire soldiers went to Ferreljord to fight the warriors of the Ferreljord tribe who fought in the harsh weather of the bitter and dry permafrost tundra.

The inhabitants of Ferreljord, who occupy the permafrost tundra, have long been mythical of invincibility, and even General Du Kekao, who now has the supreme prestige in the army of the Noxian Empire, was killed in Ferreljord.

It was three hundred years ago that the soldiers of the Noxian Empire dared to appear openly on the permafrost tundra, but three hundred years later, with the appearance of a strange knight of the Noxian Empire, the knights of the Noxian Empire once again stood straight on the territory of the permafrost tundra.

The Knights of the Warriors strictly followed the instructions and stood outside the gathering place of the dervishes, observing the traditions of the dervishes! Sitting alone on a war horse on the permafrost tundra that only the boring knights of the Noxian Empire would ride, Augustus looked in the direction of the dervishes tribe with a smile, waiting for the old friend he hadn't seen for a long time to greet him.

A few years ago, the light blue color that was very popular among the noble ladies and ladies in Noxus high society, like the ice of the ocean, with a slightly cold color of the long skirt, but this extremely popular Festo dress did not have the signature decoration that the Festo dress should have and could even be said to be cumbersome, and the overall blue color set off the young woman in front of her as a bit like the mythical goddess of hunting Artemis. The sacred is not to be blasphemed.

Looking at the beautiful, noble, and cold woman in front of him, the corners of Augustus's mouth hooked up a smug smile, and he came to the beautiful woman who also appeared alone, and smiled softly, looking gentle and elegant, and extremely gentlemanly. The man, who was visibly dressed in the armor of a Knight of Noxus, dismounted, bowed his head slightly, and said softly, "It's been a long time, Princess Lisandro." ”

The cold woman glanced faintly at the man in front of her with a bit of intimacy in his words, although this man had had the most intimate relationship with her. But that doesn't mean that his IQ is immediately negative, and to the man's soft words, Lisandro replied lightly, "Long time no see, Mr. Augustus!" ”

Mr. Augustus? Hehe, what a rusty title! Augustus laughed at himself, rusty? Does he seem to have little intimate relationship with the leader of the permafrost tundra? Looking at the cold woman in front of him again, Augustus gave birth to a fanatical possessiveness that cannot be explained in words: she is my Augustusian woman!

――――

It was only natural that Augustus, who had been a very important ally of the ascetic tribe, was naturally invited into the ascetic tribe by Princess Lisandro, the leader of the ascetic tribe, and the nearly 400 warrior knights that Augustus had brought to the permafrost tundra were placed outside the ascetic tribe. No one wanted a guest with such a great power to invade his territory, and Lisandro did not want to see it, Augustus was willing, but not stupid. No, the four hundred knights of the Warrior Knights, under the leadership of Huo Nan, the leader of the current Warrior Knights, settled down again in the place where the Warrior Knights once lived.

And Augustus remained alone in the ascetic tribe.

Faced with the resurgence of Augustus, the people of the ascetic tribe were not very friendly to this guest who had come from afar. It's not a good thing right now. Who can guarantee that this guest came to the dervish tribe at this time, to come to Ferreljord, and what kind of conspiracy he wanted to play against Ferreljord?

There is no inhabitant of the ascetic tribe who does not recognize himself as a resident of the Fereljord Empire. Even though they are indifferent to the life and death of the Wintertalon tribe and the Ice Archer tribe, they care very much about the survival of Ferreljord. A person of Fereljord must not allow any force to be against Fereljord.

Augustus understood the hostile look of the ascetic tribe towards him, and he didn't mind or even care. If the inhabitants of the dervish tribe were indifferent to his arrival, then such an ascetic tribe would disappoint him.

As he once said to the former leader of the ascetic tribe, Princess Mafule: "Whether a nation can exist depends not only on the oppression of powerful external forces, but also on the nation itself, a nation that is indifferent to its own nation, no matter how strong they are, will drown in the long river of history with the passage of time!" ”

Lisandro could become the leader of the ascetic tribe, in which Augustus played a significant role. At least in Princess Mavre's heart, Augustus had firmly imprinted that Lisandro had the ability to lead the ascetic tribe to strength.

"The Troll King!" Augustus looked at the troll king who dared to break into the glacial zone that even the three tribesmen living in the permafrost didn't dare to set foot in the glacial zone easily, well, remember that the guy's name was Trandel.

Trandel, who was holding a heavy chill in his hand, looked at the Noxian knight in front of him and was also a little surprised. Perhaps Augustus had forgotten his existence, but the Troll King Trandel could not forget the young powerhouse who easily conquered him, Augustus!

Looking at Augustus and glancing at Lisandro, who was walking side by side with Augustus, Trandle laughed, bent down slightly, and shouted softly: "Mr. Augustus! ”

Augustus smiled slightly, looked at Trandel with some amusement, and said softly, "Trandel, you should not have forgotten your promise, right?" ”

Trandle was slightly stunned, what does this guy with the strength of a soldier and the mind of a politician mean, and it is difficult for the king of trolls who likes to figure out people's hearts for a while, but he still nodded honestly and said: "Trandre dare not forget, in this life, he is willing to take the troll clan to serve Queen Lisandro!" ”

Augustus smiled and nodded, and said meaningfully: "It's good to be clear!" ”

Immediately, Augustus and Lisandro departed, leaving their minds full of doubts as to their intentions in telling him what he meant.

Lisandro brought Augustus to the council chamber and sat down in the seat reserved for the leaders of the dervishes, and said, "I know you don't like to see the elders of the dervishes, so I didn't invite them today!" ”

Augustus nodded, looked left and right on the familiar chair, and finally looked at the awe-inspiring Lisandro and smiled: "Those old men who have been living on the permafrost tundra, although they are dedicated to the interests of the ascetic tribe, but in some respects they are indeed inferior to the rhythm of the times in the Valoran continent!" If I were to talk to them, I would be afraid that there would be another war of words and swords that would be more dangerous than the shadow of a sword and a sword! ”

Lisandro couldn't help but show a faint smile on her face, she knew that Augustus's words were not a joke, when Princess Mafule was in control of the power of the Torture Forest tribe, she had seen Augustus's endless new remarks and opinions, the words were outstanding, and the truth was endless! None of the elders who had disputed Augustus over his views could refute the young man's views.

To this day, Lisandro still remembers that the young man in front of her had put forward an innumerable argument about whether she was qualified to be the heir of the dervish tribe, which eventually caused many elders to almost collapse.

After that time, after Lisandro took control of the power of the dervishes, she didn't want Augustus's words to clash with the elders of the dervishes, she just played a bridge in the middle.

Suppressing the smile on her face, Lisandro looked at Augustus with a calm expression and said, "Augustus, your first arrival brought me the throne of the dervish tribe, and your arrival this time should not disappoint me!" ”

The words were simple and concise, and Augustus was never allowed to have any room to evade, looking at Lisandro, Augustus couldn't help but admire this woman who had driven him to death without moving, not only had a beautiful appearance, but also had good wisdom.

Sell off? If this thing had been useful to the woman in front of him, Augustus would have used it I don't know how many times. With a partnership that lasted for half a year, Augustus naturally knew the character of this beautiful woman, and did not make too much nonsense, looked at those clear but deep eyes, and said: "Lady Lisandro, I said that I might bring you a throne of the Lord of Ferreljord this time, do you believe it?" ”

Lisandro smiled slightly, slowly staggering his burning gaze from Augustus. Even a woman like Lisandro, who has calmly seen the endless intricate plans and storms, has to admit that the smile of this young Noxian knight has a magic that is irresistible to women, and the only way to avoid sinking into this magic is to find something to look away.

"Perhaps, Mr. Augustus, I don't like that word!" Lisandro frowned and whispered.

Augustus smiled and nodded, "Well, Lady Lisandro, please forgive the gaffe!" Specifically, I came to Ferreljord this time to help Ferreljord unify and restore the prosperity of Queen Alvarosa three hundred years ago! Ms. Lisandro, have I made it clear this time? (To be continued.) )