The wind blows the night, the night is bleak and the wind blows, the coolness hits people, the traces of the bonfire have been extinguished in the desolation, and what lingers is only the faint warmth of the previous moment.

In this lonely and tormented years, in this will to become stronger, a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

And in this month's time, an incredible event has also happened in the jurisdiction of Demacia, and the turmoil on the mainland is also slowly unfolding a chapter, just as Bill expected, one track after another, one crisis after another.

At the War College at the junction of Germany and Nuo, a large number of students have also begun to be recruited, and many people have begun to prepare, especially the private legions of big families, armed forces, and have begun to establish their own sharp knife legions or extreme force.

The ancient scholars and powerful mages who have experienced the two rune wars have realized the importance of the Runeterras for every survivor, powerful earthquakes and magical storms have caused irreparable crises on the Valoran continent several times, the frozen tundra of the Far North that is getting closer and closer, and Shurima who is swallowed by the hot yellow sand, the great harm, sweeping countless lives, the whole Valoran trembles, the Runetera can no longer withstand large-scale wars and destruction, in response to the worsening political and economic crisis in the world, The administrators of the War College reached a consensus and unanimously made a proposal to form an alliance, and those other academy mages who have been in various places all the year round have also learned the news of forming an alliance, and the documents are also quietly prepared, the news of the League of Legends has begun to circulate at the top of the local government leadership, conflicts and wars must be resolved and tried in a controlled way, and the first step is to let people recognize the existence of the alliance and obtain the authorization and recognition of all political countries on the continent.

The Wandering Master of the Ancient Mage Sect of the War College got the news of his return today, the light of the magic communication faded away, and the Wandering Mage slowly walked out of the Vane family's compound.

"Trouble is coming"

Such an old voice, wandering in the compound interspersed with army guards, broken corpses, ashes, under the evil and terrifying spread of witchcraft and black magic, this wise and old voice, consciously above all.

Under the authority of the mage, the disciplined Demacian soldiers performed their personal duties, searching for any suspicious clues over and over again.

Carrying the huge straw curtain sealing scroll behind him, Ruiz's pupils shone with a faint blue shimmer, in a sense, he no longer belonged to the category of humans, this is the price, and it is also a sign of accepting the ancient inheritance.

With no one to stop him or greet him, Ryze walked alone and walked away like a high-level adventurer.

Soon after the bald blue figure left, the king of Demacia, Gavin Light Shield III, hurried in.

only brought the chief of Debang who had been following him,

The sudden destruction of a family is definitely not a trivial matter in Demacia, and listening to the scout's report, there is actually a shadow of powerful black magic and evil witchcraft in it, how can this new king still sit still in the palace.

"Faith, go and supervise the current soldiers, you know what I mean."

Jiawen III, with his eyebrows tightly locked, left his eyes on a small piece of steel cuirass with dark energy on the ground, reached out to pick it up, and carefully placed it under his nose.

A soldier in armor with a silver scorpion-tailed spear bowed slightly, "I won't let him escape." ”

Letter, is his word, belongs to the old king's tattoo, once upon a time, he was just a lowly prisoner on death row, that is a shadow in his life, is a lingering nightmare in his memory, but, his bravery has been rewarded, someone gave him a new identity, Zhao Xin, he is willing to give everything for this, even if his cheap life, this is a promise to the old king, but also an oath to the current Jiawen III.

Heavy footsteps, old-fashioned faces, and never ignoring the rumors circulated privately by those people, this is General Zhao in the eyes of the people of Debang.

"Although I do not belong to Demacia, my life will always be loyal to Debang, to this surname."

The surname is Zhao, the style of ancient chivalry is needless to say, thousands of troops and horses can't stop the heart of his Zhao family, a sharp edge.

The head of the scorpion tail picked up one piece after another of fragments of residual energy, and Zhao Xin's own indifferent gaze observed, over and over again.

The vermilion dark color of the luxurious and solemn antique gate, Le Stara walked slowly with his adopted daughter Suanna, their steps were very light, but in the name of the piano girl Saana, it still alarmed all the army soldiers and attendants.

Since the last performance in Heidi's Grand Plaza, the name of the piano girl is worthy of the truth, and the concert of the piano girl is also hard to find, but now she has joined the Bouvier family, and she no longer needs to hold concerts to prove anything, and now, every day is just in the Bouvier family's deep palace house, learning to enjoy the style of Le Stara.

King Jiawen III was reading the inspection reports sent by the heralds, and there were not many things that he needed to do personally, but each of them was a major event related to the future of Debang.

Between the families, even with the royal status of the Guangdun family, it is also the aristocratic etiquette passed down by the older generation, and as a king, it is also according to the identity of the generation to intersect with the elders and the young, which is the morality of Debang that is regarded as hypocritical.

"Madame Le Stara." Gavin III, finding the dignified and elegant Madame Bouvier, put down the pile of heavy papers that he had just taken over.

"What? Did you find anything? ”

The dilapidated and cleansed war-torn environment made this elegant lady very uncomfortable, and her heart was heavy, and her eyes scanned her surroundings with lamentation.

Just a few days ago, the Wayne family was one of several great families that were prosperous and pillars of Debang, and now

"Report, this is the casualty roster that has just been put together"

At that moment, a half-dressed scribe with goose feathers on his head came running briskly with a red booklet in his hand.

"Alas, don't look at it, just say it!" As a result, this seemingly light but extremely heavy booklet, Jiawen III had no intention of opening it at all.

The messenger nervously tightened his eyes, and he didn't dare to say more.

"Say!" Jiawen III changed his majestic demeanor and his tone was solemn.

"It's the Wayne family, except for the girl who was abandoned ten years ago"

"There is no life left" Jiawen III said the second half of the sentence in a distracted manner, and his chest seemed to be stagnant with a big breath, making him almost unconscious.

The uniformed scribe lowered his head, not daring to breathe, only the white feathers on the top of his head showed his noble status in the City of Glory.

Everyone was silent for a long time, and only then did Jiawen III continue to ask with difficulty: "Tell me about the abandoned girl"

"Report to the king, according to the few records in the family annals, the girl was abandoned because she was born with dark energy"

"Dark energy?"

Everyone spoke in unison, and their hearts were clouded with such a shadow, dark energy, which was a forbidden technique in Debang, and it was not strange that such a person was abandoned.

"Then" Gavin III looked up at the blue sky, only in this direction, there was no smell of blood after the killing.

There were no words, but everyone knew what he wanted to say.

Abandonment, revenge

There is no assertion, but it is definitely very likely

Although it is inconceivable that a person's strength can do this because of the mentality of revenge, but this girl is really suspicious.

Such a fallacy, I am afraid that only Bill, who has watched the official background and scenery expansion, can foresee and make the most authentic judgment, and at the same time has to sigh for the current situation of the Rune Continent, the awakening of energy, not optimistic, the crisis of the continent has not yet been discovered by some prophets

Hehe, I don't know. When the abandoned girl learns the news, what kind of reaction will she have?

Perhaps, like Bill, the name will be erased from now on, and only one surname exists.

But what no one guessed was that the abandoned girl might not even know her own background

Sad poor people, not only Fiona of the Laurent family

Everyone's origin, everyone's life experience, can't be smooth, look at these people in Bill's memory! Laurent's Fiona, the killer Vane hidden in the dark, the piano girl Sona, who grew up in an orphanage, Zhao Xin, who was resurrected from a Noxus death row inmate, the card master who calmly struggled under a twisted fate, the wandering mage who saddled the terrifying seal of the future, and the Gulagas who went to the Far North Ice Sheet alone with a drunken debt

Everyone was preoccupied with themselves, including the noble families who had died today, and Bill who was far away in the jungle swamps of the north

In the sky, a beautiful white carrier pigeon flew in, and it could not feel the oppressive atmosphere around it, and it landed lightly on Jiawen III.

Pale yellow, waterproof leather paper with riddles that only kings could read.

Jiawen III put the letter paper in the palm of his hand, carefully studied it several times, and when he confirmed that there was no omission, he swiped the leather letter with both hands and shredded it.

"Madame Le Stara, I still have something to do, next time I have time to talk about it, this matter is not so simple, there must be something else"

Gavin III thought that Lady Le Stara politely owed, and then left the courtyard in a hurry.

"War Academy, have you started to include cadets again?" Madame Lestara raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the broken letterhead underneath, and spoke to herself without beginning or end.

"Miss Suanna, this is what General Zhao entrusted me to bring to you?"

Two members of the Bouvier family received a special gift.

The grieving Jean Maiden, and the contemplative Le Stara, received a broken hilt of a sword that a soldier ran to them and handed them over.

In the lyre's wordless eyes, Le Stara already knew what she was going to say, and asked in the place of Miss Sona.

"What about General Zhao and the others?"

"General Zhao is the personal guard of the kings of the past dynasties" The personal guard is naturally the kind that never leaves, where the king goes, then Zhao Xin will go there! As for where the king went, no one knew for sure

The soldier with the hilt of his sword ran away, leaving the two men standing still.

The slender and slender ten fingers of the piano girl silently took off the guqin behind her,

A song of Yuanhua quietly sounded in this cold family territory, the abundance became broken, this is the sound of the deceased seeing off.

"Praise the soul, the aria of mourning!"

"May your souls have a place to return and ascend to Heaven and sleep in peace"

The sound of grief mixed with the soul, circling and reverberating endlessly, hovering in the natural moat of the dead and the living, this is the power of Yuanhua and the strength of the gifted.

A cluster of blue ghostly fire rose in the dilapidated houses, in the broken armor and weapons everywhere, and in the vast expanse of the land

All the soldiers stopped their movements and stood in awe under the captain's command, sending off the remnants of the flames.

Yuanhua chant, cleansing the soul, this is the meaning of General Zhao's sword hilt, and it is also another sad tune that only Qin Nu Suona can understand.

What understands General Zhao is not those people who have developed mouths and can only gossip, but this gifted daughter who can't speak by nature, but can understand any sound, Qin Nu Suanna.

The long tune that lasts for a long time is sad and holy.

This tune will surely become the talk of the bards, and it will be revered and worshiped by the people of Debang, and finally the most sacred and glorious voice of Demacia.

The dark blue ghost fire drifted into the air, fading into the field of vision of the search team, and everyone began to be busy again.

The broken hilt of the sword, inside is an unwilling war spirit, which is also the responsibility of a gifted person given to him by General Zhao, and it is not a gift at all.

No matter what happened yesterday, life has to go on, but in the huge Demacian crowd, there is a little more sense of panic, in the huge mass system, this time the experience of the Wayne family is attributed to the innocent and good Noxus, this psychology has taken root in everyone's heart, and the seeds of hatred buried in the heart are even more lingering, and there is no need to erase it anyway

But, in fact, Noxus doesn't have this kind of power yet, even with the support of Zuan Technology from the biochemical base, they don't have the ability! This is one thing that the top management of Debang knows very well, even if those assassins really infiltrate Demacia, they don't have the ability to turn the river and the sea, let alone destroy an ancient family overnight, no one can do it except for those powerful beings with inhuman power, or even more ancient, ancient creatures in the Rune Continent centuries ago.

Bill, who was far away in the Glory Frontier, naturally didn't know about this national incident that happened in Debang, he just knew that in a month of physical training, he had reached the strength level of lv:6, and his body was a little stronger! As always, Bill habitually adds talent to his physique, and then thinks about his own survival.

According to his own physical condition, Bill was pleased to find that after he had an advantage in physique, his physical strength was already very strong, and he could even experience several life and death battles in a row, and after living here for a month, Bill was no longer the rookie who had just entered the wild to survive! Under the test of extreme living environment, Bill has no one less to challenge those violent and ferocious beasts, and after winning again and again, Bill also feels that they are not as terrible as they were at the beginning.

After a month of fighting, his combat knowledge has also improved a lot, and the long sword in his hand has also become a little more vigorous, and the strategic weapons that are in line with modern standards, crossbows and bows, Bill is simply superb, although this is only his own idea.

"Kerr!"

The tribal woman who was captured by Bill also had a new name, which is a homonym for 'thirsty', but Bill chose it as her name.

The clever Kerr had already shoved sharpened wooden arrows into Bill's quiver.

The daily training has been changed to hunting, and the mission goal is to have one beast per day.

"Huh!" Satisfied, he shook his bow and crossbow, pinned the special two-stringed crossbow to his waist, and slung the silver-white sword on his back, and Bill poked his head out of the cave.

The carrier pigeon in the sky, if it does not fall, no one knows that it has only one foot, except for Bill, who saw the pigeon every three or five times, and he has become accustomed to it.

Bill, who had just emerged from the small hill, did not wait for him to come out of it completely, and found that the northeast sky was dark and oppressive, like dark clouds.

Wait, the clouds that move.

Completely out of the cave, Bill looked wide-eyed, and in the far distance, there seemed to be a huge dark cloud that was constantly tumbling, black and black, and the color was simply creepy and full of gloomy energy.

There was another person under Bill's feet, it was Kerr, but Bill deliberately dressed up a little more normally, the original broken beast skirt was replaced with that colored tiger skin, and Bill also deliberately used his own method to comb Kerr's very ugly hairstyle, making her look like she had kept up with a lot of times, at least centuries ahead of her tribe's hairstyle.

"Kerr" Kerr also saw the strange black color of the sky, and issued two syllables that she had only learned, which were her names, but she obviously didn't know the meaning of these two words, and she kept using these two monotonous words to communicate with Bill, so that Bill had to bring her a pot of water to drink every time he communicated with her.

"It's fine!" Bill mercilessly pressed her head back again, and then walked in one direction as he was customary, but he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the blackness of the sky.

In a month, Kerr's fear of Bill was much lighter, and he even dared to disobey his orders a little.

Kerr has been trying to go out hunting with Bill these days, but every time she comes out with Bill, Bill will mercilessly push her head back, although she will struggle to climb out again tomorrow

Without further thought, Bill began to search for prey in the neighborhood with the magic equipment in his hand.

"There is so little prey in this place, and if we do this, we may have to go to the wolves in the west."

Only on the edge of the wolves, Bill can hunt a guard of the outer wolves to complete the mission, but that is very dangerous, the west side, but it is the territory of the wolves, and if you are not careful, you will end up with no bones left.

As always, Bill walked and observed.

Information judgment of survival in the wild, such as animal feces, urine, residual smell, and traces of fighting, will be provided by Bill's work, and in this month's time, Bill can survive well, and he must learn to memorize these things.

Now, for example, Bill must have had an ant colony at the root of the tree at his feet, and not far from this colony there was a large black bug that lived in the soil, the kind that lived on ants, though Bill didn't know what it was.

A broken branch was picked up by Bill, leaving some charred slime on it, and it didn't dry up.

This is the basis of Bill's judgment, this scorched yellow layer is used to catch ant colonies

As he continued walking, Bill found many small footprints, not deep and not big.

"Little boar?"

Touching his chin, Bill calmly followed behind the footprints.