Chapter 17: A Politician

Some women don't like to look up at men, they are more used to looking down on men from above. Most of these women have become the existence that should be conquered in the hearts of the men of the Valoran continent, but there are a very small number of such women who look down on the masses with a condescending look.

LeBlan, who stood on the altar and was the equivalent of a god in both the magical world and the mundane world, was such a woman, and Queen Sejuana, who trampled Augustus under her feet and looked down on Augustus in a cold and condescending posture, could also be counted as such a woman.

Sejuani, who admired Augustus but was more jealous, was reluctant to let go of a scourge that had great potential for Ferreljord, but she had to let it go. With bruises all over his body, Augustus slowly left, supported by Alista.

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"I don't understand, Queen Sejuani, why did you keep that hateful Noxian warrior, do you really believe his rhetoric that Noxus and the barbarians have no conspiracy against us Ferreljord??" After Augustus walked away, the warriors of the Winterclaw tribe, who did not understand but wanted to maintain the majesty of Sejuani, finally couldn't help but express the doubts in their hearts.

At this moment, if someone else had made such a decision, this group of vengeful Eastern Claw warriors would even wonder if that person had completely surrendered to the hateful Noxian Empire.

In response to her subordinates' questioning, Sejuani, who was sitting on the snow-white rhinoceros, glanced back coldly, and an undisguised disdain and contempt flashed in her eyes, and sneered: "Of course I know that Noxus will naturally not be obedient like a paper tiger, and the barbarians who are full of the belief in the god of war and do not have any business acumen will not step into this permafrost tundra that has not been set foot in more than a hundred years just because they want to have a commercial exchange with Ferreljord, but Augustus has already given enough sincerity, Are you so short-sighted that you didn't even see the fact that Augustus was hiding his strength? ”

Hearing this, almost all the warriors of the Winterclaw tribe were stunned, and the arrogance of the conquest that had been pointing at Sejuani was suddenly extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

Won the honor of the first warrior of the Winterclaw tribe in a row. Selleaf, who had always had the ambition to make Sejuani the leader, was immediately unable to utter words as if they had been blocked by a plug.

After being silent for a long time, Selleaf, the son of the former leader of the Winterclaw tribe and a highly respected person in the Winterclaw tribe, spoke: "If this knight of Noxus really doesn't exert his full strength, then he can't be left behind, who can guarantee that this fox-like Noxian knight will make a comeback next time to take revenge on our Winterpaw tribe?" ”

The rest of the people were constantly moving in their hearts, and they were obviously affected by this sentence.

Sejuani, the only one in the Winterclaw tribe who could decide the life and death of Augustus, smiled faintly, glanced at the proud Selleaf with an even more disdainful look, and said without any concealment of his thoughts: "Selleaf, do you know why your father didn't pass on the position of leader to you? Because you are not fit to be a qualified politician, but you want to have the ambition to be a politician. Therefore, you are not fit to be the leader of the Winterclaw Tribe! The leader of the Winterpaw tribe does not need to have the mind to be a politician, but must have a heart for the benefit of the Winterpaw tribe. And you don't have all this! ”

Sirleaf had a faint smile on his face, but those who knew Sirleaf well knew that this was a sign of Sirleaf's anger, and for Seriva, who was also superficially respectful, Sirleaf once again lifted the paper-thin mask covering his face and said, "I hope the Lord Leader will give me an explanation, and let go of Augustus, a dangerous enemy!" ”

"The Winterclaw tribe has never had enemies, and the biggest enemy is their own disunity! And Ferreljord has never had an opponent, and the biggest opponent is only the three powerful and ununified tribes inside! Don't discuss anything else with me, for now we'll have to unify Fereljord as much as possible. In order to face the mighty Noxus and the barbarians who are eyeing each other, everything that is being talked about now is just an empty word! Ignoring Selleaf's plea again, Sejuani gave the order in a calm and outrageous tone.

Who in the Winterclaw tribe would dare to disobey Sejuani's orders? Not even Selleaf, who was bent on removing Sejuani from the position of leader.

Turning around, he glanced deeply at the stumbling footsteps. Holding Augustus, who was walking on a horse that should not have existed on the permafrost tundra and supported by the minotaur Alista, Sejuani muttered to herself, "Even if you have the blessing of Lady Luck. But even Lady Luck has times when she snoozes, and as long as she blocks my path, there is no way to live. Death is your only destination! Augustus, look forward to our next meeting, I will definitely take your head with my own hands! 】

In the wind, on a high white rock, a blue figure was cold and compelling, revealing a smile as bright as the sun.

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"What a terrible woman!" Augustus, who never despised any opponent, did not hesitate to praise the goddess of war of Ferreltrud, who was eager to bring down the female god of war who was training on the chuang. Although this woman is far from being able to make him succumb in terms of force, in terms of wisdom and scheming, she is completely inconsistent with the image of the female god of war, but she is like an old politician, but Sejuani is worthy of his awe.

"How many people died on weapons? And how many people have died in the midst of unseen conspiracies? This is probably one of the words that Fransde said that most resonated with Augustus. In fact, this sentence also indirectly made Augustus understand that although the bloodshed of war is more shocking than anything else, what is really terrible is not war, but the politicians who hide behind the war or plan wars and wait for the evil and blood to irrigate and bear fruitful fruits.

They are the ones who really call the wind and rain on the Valoran continent and cover the sky with one hand.

How could Augustus not be in awe of such a woman who knew how to weigh the pros and cons, and who was brave enough to control the worldly power of Ferreljord's direction?

"Alista, let go, they're already far away!" Augustus slowly pushed Alysta away and leaned against a boulder, cleaning the wounds on his body very habitually. The sharp pain in his body made it difficult for Augustus to forget Sejuani's just right lesson, so much so that Augustus, who had never cared too much about duels, couldn't help but scold: "What a worth caring about!" ”

I have to say that Sejuani's eyes full of murderous intent did not have too many reservations about Augustus's attack. The proper care for Augustus on the edge of the fists and feet made Augustus, who showed weakness in the battle, suffer enough.

Fortunately, when he was in the Stambod Forest, Augustus was already accustomed to all kinds of strange devil training in Guliglan, and his body's ability to resist blows far surpassed that of knights of the same class, which is the real reason why Augustus dared to retain or hide his strength.

Chivalry? How much money is this worth? Can it be more important than life? Augustus, who had always scoffed at chivalry, had no idea of losing his life for the sake of chivalry, which he thought was ridiculous.

Augustus also had a general idea of Sejuani's strength. But Augustus was confident that he could replace the precious life of the Ferreljord goddess of war if he wanted to, but he would at least have to suffer heavy losses. And at that time? He must not be able to show his full strength, and who knows if the complicated Sejuani will trigger that murderous intent because of the great power he has shown?

Augustus, who was very lacking in trust, was not willing to gamble with his life and believed that Sejuani would keep his promise.

After gritting his teeth and bandaging the conspicuous wound on his body, Augustus glanced at Alista, who wanted to speak and stopped, and his expression was on his face, and said: "As a loyal knight, it is not a suitable servant to hide his emotions, Alista, what do you want to say?" ”

Alista, who has never had any ideas that people don't see, adhered to the usual honesty of the Minotaur tribe, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know too many things, but I can see that if Young Master Augustus makes a full attack just now, he can definitely take down Sejuani, why bother." ”

As for the strength of this master who has always hidden his strength, Alysta doesn't know much about it, but one thing is clear, his master's strength is far stronger than that of himself who has already entered the middle realm of high-level knights. The image of being punched away by Augustus at the Fern Slave Exchange is still vivid in Alista's mind.

"Why hide your strength and face the humiliation of the Winterclaw Tribe?" Augustus smiled and finished the words that the honest Minotaur Alista wanted to say but did not say. Looking at Alista, who had lowered his head and was full of embarrassment, Augustus slowly stood up, patted Alista on the shoulder, and said, "You can see that what about the shrewd Sejuani? ”

At this time, Augustus had a signature smile on his face, looking very confident and sunny, and said softly: "As a Noxian knight, you should know what you are fighting for, and as a good politician, you should always know what your purpose is!" At the time, I was just a politician hoping that I could take Alista and the barbarians safely through the Wintertalon tribe! ”

PowerbyYOZOSOFT (To be continued.) )