"Galen, is he really Galen?"

Moru was shocked in his heart, and no matter what, he couldn't connect this boy who was as thin as a chick with the big sword-wielding tank Galen in the game. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Galen was a bit withdrawn, and none of the other boys in the village wanted to play with him. ”

Neville sighed and said to Moru.

Moru just nodded, smiled, and didn't say anything. He followed Neville back to Neville's house and had a simple breakfast.

After that, Moru walked around the village of Kalo casually, and became familiar with this first stop on the Valoran continent.

Then he came to the head of the village, and saw an old man sitting on a wicker chair with his eyes closed on crutches in the courtyard of the house, and a young man combing the old man's hair.

Moru stood not far away, intending to wait for Galen to finish his work before knocking on the door.

"Come in!"

At this time, Old Senna's voice came. Moru thought about it, but he was not polite, pushed open the half-human high fence gate, and walked into Galen's house.

"Grandma Senna. Moru found a stool in the courtyard and sat down.

There are many green plants planted in the small courtyard, and a natural breath comes to the face. It was very different from the devil-like plants that Moru had seen in the jungle before.

Galen just glanced at Moru lightly, and there was no special expression, and he didn't seem to care about anything.

After a brief chat with Old Senna, Morru left his house with Galen and came to this tributary of the Serpentine River.

"You dropped this thing, right?"

Moru took out the Demacia sign, and Galen didn't look surprised when he saw it.

This made Moru a little confused. A child hid and secretly played a game, but was bumped into by someone, and now he doesn't even have a little embarrassment when he sees the other party?

Is this Galen really a flawed character, or is he a fool in the first place, or is there something else that he Moru doesn't understand?

"I guess it's you. Galen said, taking the sign, rubbing it carefully for a moment, and carefully tucking it into his personal pocket.

"So," Moru's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Galen, and then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar.

"So you tricked me into the mountains and forests, do you want me to die in it?"

Galen looked down at Moru who was tugging at his collar, and he nodded without any panic from his motives being exposed.

"And I still feel that in that case, I didn't make the wrong choice. ”

Looking at this face up close, although a little immature but resolute, listening to his calm tone, Moru did not pursue it anymore and let go of Galen's collar.

"Although the physical condition is a little worse, fortunately, the IQ is up to standard. Otherwise, how can you be the boss of the Dreadnought Pioneer Regiment......"

Moru said what sounded clueless to Galen, and sat down on the edge of the riverbed.

Galen also sat down, picked up the stones, and threw them into the water.

"If I'm not mistaken, you shouted 'Brother Delmar' yesterday. What does that mean?"

Moru didn't expect Galen to be so careful, he thought about it for a moment and decided to get to the point.

"Galen, did you kid want to be a soldier?"

Hearing this, a trace of loss finally appeared on Galen's face, which had been calm from beginning to end.

"I was drafted, I failed the physical examination, and I was rejected by the military. ”

This was something that Moru had expected, but he looked at Galen's thin figure and could understand it by simply thinking about it, and Moru laughed.

With his small body, let alone a warrior, the mage is estimated to be disliked. To put it mildly, he might as well be beaten with a real eye.

Moru seemed to understand why this kid could only hide secretly and play war games alone in the grass.

After all, who didn't have some dreams when they were young? It's just that they often have to face the merciless blows of reality.

"You need a chance. Mo Lu said casually, "Where there is a will, there is a way, don't give up, you can do it." ”

Moru said this, naturally because he knew that Galen would be the strongest warrior in Demacia's army.

Galen looked displeased, perhaps thinking that Moru was sneering because he had cheated him yesterday, so he turned his head and fell silent.

Morru had heard Uncle Neville talk about Galen's withdrawn personality in the morning, and when he saw that he was silent, he didn't talk to him more.

However, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could this be the reason why Galen's Q skill has a silencing effect?

Leaving the river, Galen followed his grandmother's instructions before leaving the house with Morru.

Old Senna was highly respected in the village, a very good person, and quite enthusiastic about Moru as an outsider.

"Drive!"

As soon as they walked up the riverbed, the two men heard a shout and the neat and rhythmic sound of horses' hooves.

Moru turned to look and saw a group of people on horseback, coming downstream along the riverbed road. At a cursory glance, it is about twenty people.

The leader was a young man, although he was wearing a coarse cloth coat, he could not hide his heroic and majestic temperament.

Behind him, to the left and right were two middle-aged and elderly men who looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with strong men and glittering eyes.

Although the people behind him were all dressed plainly, Moru had a faint feeling that these people were extraordinary.

Thinking back to what Neville had told him this morning, Moru couldn't help but wonder who they were. And Galen, who was beside him, also frowned slightly, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

The group came to Moru and Galen's side and slowly reined in their horses. The young man in the lead skillfully turned over and dismounted, and walked in front of the two.

"Two little brothers, we are a caravan belonging to a certain big family in the city-state of Demacia, passing by here, I want to go to the village to rest, eat something, and feed the horses, I don't know if it is convenient?"

The young man spoke softly, and then pointed to a carriage at the back of the team. There were some very long wooden boxes on them, which were supposed to be the goods he was referring to.

"No, you can go somewhere else!" said Galen coldly refused.

This made Mo Lu feel very surprised, this kid's temperament is really not an ordinary evil sect, but it also makes him feel more interesting, and it is estimated that there will be a good show to watch.

"You kid, how do you speak, have you learned the code of conduct of the Demacians?"

The middle-aged man behind the young man who was riding a red horse glared angrily, turned over and dismounted, and scolded Galen.

"Do you need to take care of it?" Galen also came up to temper his temper, facing the man in his forties, he was not polite at all, and he was-for-tat.

The young man in the lead looked extremely unnatural, but he still intervened.

"Second uncle, forget it. We don't have to rest, let's move on!"

Just when the scene was a little awkward, Moru saw Neville walking from not far away.

"Galen, it's okay. In my experience, they are indeed the people of the main city of Demacia, and we must not be disrespectful. ”

Neville greeted the others with a smile. "A few friends, you might as well come home with me to rest and recuperate!"

Seeing the group walking towards the village, Moru looked at Galen again, "Do you think there is something wrong with these people too?"

Galen nodded.

Mo Lu smiled, "Indeed, their identities are not simple, and the aristocratic temperament on their bodies cannot be hidden. Of course, if I were from the Noxian military command, I would definitely not pick the kind of Noxian soldier who looks brave and rude at first glance to be a secret agent......"