Galen was glared at by Moru, and he also realized his gaffe, and quickly coughed to relieve the embarrassment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Whoever it is, take it first!"

With that, Galen raised his Tempest Sword and charged at the red-haired girl.

Mo Lu was not in a hurry at this time, but was vigilant on the side, paying attention to the battle situation and controlling the situation. The grievances and hatred of these two people, Mo Lu does not intend to mix.

Crowne should have been attacked by the other party just now, and he hasn't recovered well at the moment, so he didn't go up to help.

What's more, looking at the situation on the field, Galen has a clear advantage. The girl's strength was a little weaker than Galen's.

The battle between the two is getting better, Galen wields a great sword and turns in circles, and the red-haired girl also dances the two daggers like fairies scattering flowers, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

When Mo Lu knew this trick, it should be called Death Lotus Blossom. "Damn, is this a fight or a dance?"

During the battle, Galen's shots seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, and Moru had a vague sense of foreboding.

"Ding!" a dagger came out of the red-haired girl's hand and landed on the ground.

Moru screamed in disgust, and by the moonlight, he saw the dagger fall next to Clonde, who was intently observing the battle.

"Galen! She's going to assassinate General Clonde!"

As the words fell, Galen's face changed dramatically.

No matter how much he improved at this time, Kronde and the Dreadnought Vanguard remained his faith.

It can be said that in addition to the help of Old Senna, his transformation is also inseparable from the infection of Clonde and the Dreadnought Pioneer Group.

So hearing Morru's warning, Galen immediately looked in the direction where Kronde was.

The red-haired girl who had just returned the fight beside him disappeared in an instant and appeared where the dagger was.

"What a dagger jumper!" Moru secretly exclaimed, the Assassin's mobility was terrifying.

Galen may have known that he had fought too haphazardly, so that he had given the Assassin a chance, and if Cronde had died because of this, Galen would have lived in self-blame for the rest of his life.

So he pointed his long sword at the sky, and he didn't dare to keep it anymore. "Demacia Justice!"

A giant sword light and shadow stabbed vertically, and the red-haired girl gave up the assassination and retreated sharply.

However, it was still a step too late, and the edge of the sword shadow slashed into her face, and the girl let out a scream.

Her face was bleeding profusely, and her left eye was cut vertically from top to bottom by the sword shadow, leaving a long wound!

The girl did not fight, and took advantage of Galen's brief distraction to immediately grab the burden on the ground containing the remains of Urgat's body.

After giving Galen a look full of hatred, the red-haired girl put away her dagger, and disappeared in a few dodges.

Relieved, Moru stepped forward and patted Galen on the shoulder, saying something ambiguous.

"Don't dwell on it, this scar will make her remember you for the rest of her life. ”

Galen let out a long breath, not knowing what was going on in his mind, and he put away the Tempest Greatsword.

"General Clonde, are you alright?"

Clonde shook his head and looked out the door.

There, Jiawen was hurrying over, probably hearing the movement here.

He wasn't to blame for that, after all, his resting place was a little far from here, and the assassins were so stealthy that it was normal for him not to realize it.

However, the soldiers on the ground had completely lost their breath, and they were more than twenty people, and now only the prince and Kronde were left.

After Gavin learned what was happening here, he only sighed.

"Noxus, indeed, is a formidable opponent. In Demacia's army, there is a desperate need of true warriors to contend with them!"

As he spoke, Gavin looked at Galen.

"Galen, in the name of the Demacian Royal Shield Family, I invite you to join the Dreadnought Pioneers, would you like to?"

Hearing this, Galen stood up excitedly, even though he had already been mentally prepared.

Just a few days ago, he was the boy who could only play war games alone, and the skinny boy who couldn't even pass the military physical examination.

At this moment, he actually got a formal invitation from the prince of Demacia to directly join the most elite dreadnought vanguard regiment in Demacia's army, how could he not be excited?

The prince looked at Galen's reaction and smiled happily. "The Storm Sword has already been given to you, is it possible to talk to me about other conditions?"

Galen immediately saluted, "I am willing to sacrifice my life for the justice of Demacia, and I will never back down!"

The prince nodded, and Clonde stroked his beard happily. "There is a successor to the Dreadnought Pioneer Regiment!"

Looking at Kronde, the prince seemed to remember something again, and stood up.

"Galen, you don't have any relatives now. Why don't you let me make a decision for you and recognize General Clones as your father-in-law?"

The prince looked at Clonde and Galen, who were a little stunned at the same time, and smiled.

"The two of you don't like each other when you meet, but after going through the events of the past few days, you have saved each other in danger many times, and this affection naturally doesn't need to be said. You're embarrassed to say, so I'm going to have to call the shots. ”

Clonde laughed, "I'm old, I have no children under my knees, and no one has inherited my military skills and combat experience all my life. My girl doesn't like military affairs, and she majors in magic. If you can accept Galen as a righteous son, it will be considered a blessing for old age!"

As soon as Mo Lu heard this, he understood, "It's okay, Galen, I just picked up a sister for nothing, how can I let you run into any good thing!"

With that, Moru couldn't help but think of the blonde girl who had been shouting "Long live Demacia" all day long, and the fear of being dominated by the laser that was superimposed on 25 layers of the murder book.

Galen didn't say no, and with his character, it was tantamount to acquiescence.

Indeed, Senna Sr. is no longer alive, and Galen should look for a new life in the true sense.

Army of Demacia, Dreadnought Vanguard, Clonde...... It doesn't get much more perfect than that.

"Moru, what about you?"

Galen looked at Morru at this time. "Are you coming with us?"

Moru coughed dryly, slightly embarrassed. I thought to myself, just a few of you Demacia friends together, I have a greater purpose in life to pursue.

"I still have some things to do, and I'm a person who is used to freedom and doesn't like to be tied down. ”

Jiawen didn't force it, took out a gold medal, and handed it to Moru.

"Brother Moru, with this gold medal, in the territory of Demacia, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch you. ”

Moru pretended to hesitate, "Such a valuable gift, then I will accept it." ”

The four of them got together and discussed the next specific plan overnight, and decided to evacuate the villagers of Karlo Village as soon as possible.

It's not safe anymore.

Early the next morning, the four organized the surviving villagers to pack up their belongings and plan to move downstream along this tributary of the Serpentine River.

As soon as the group reached the entrance of the village, Moru's heart suddenly beat violently.

He raised his hand, "It's not good, there's a situation!"