Ziram gradually adapted to the life of the Emerald Collar, forgetting the shadows brought to him by the Giant God Peak and Demacia.

After leaving enough bread and bacon at home, I went to the North District early every day to take care of the fields and fruit trees, and at the end of the evening, I went to the food warehouse to learn how to count the day's harvest with the counting master.

Finally, he returned home with a few apples or pears that were unique to the keeper of the warehouse, and watched his tired daughters fall asleep after a day of playing at the lord's house......

I couldn't imagine living like this in Demacia, I didn't expect to live in the Emerald Territory for less than two months, and I had already lived such a good life.

Except for a reduction in some time with my daughter, basically no major problems,

The work is leisurely, the pay is good,

As for washing away the dirt, the two daughters showed some outstanding looks - just kidding, who would dare to attack their daughter under the protection of the Noxian Black Iron Guard when they had already cut off the heads of several ill-intentioned people?

Although there are some rumors that the lord has taken a fancy to his daughter who has not grown up, but what is this, his daughter is already beautiful and outstanding, and it is not incomprehensible to be favored by the lord, it is better than those messy people,

The most important thing is that I asked my daughter about the specific situation in the lord's house, and the lord didn't do anything out of the ordinary during his time, but he simply loved and liked the two little ones as much as he did, and as for what happened when he grew up, of course, he would talk about it when he grew up.

At that time, if his daughters really like the lord, it is also a good ending to let the two daughters marry the lord to enjoy happiness, and he can enjoy his old age in peace.

For Zilam, as long as her daughter is well fed and grows up smoothly, and no longer has anything to do with the 'god' mother, this is enough.

What's more, when I was on the outskirts of the Quiet Forest, I often went out to work for a day, and compared to the situation at that time, it was now a god-like life, so there was nothing to complain about.

Under the flickering fire of the bronze beast oil lamp, the sleeping faces of the two daughters were particularly sweet, and Ziram smiled gently, tightening the quilt for the two daughters and wrapping their little feet.

On the low cabinet by the window, there was a cute puppet cat with a strange appearance, and the man understood that it was a gift from Lord Lester to his little daughter, who was very fond of it.

Pacing to the window, Qi Lam looked at the night sky where the stars were shining, his eyes were a little hazy, as if he had crossed the mountains and rivers, returned to the Giant God Peak where the divine light was shining, and faced countless cold and majestic sights.

It was the sight of the gods, it was the indifference to mortals.

At this moment, the wife who was chosen by the Righteous Star Spirit was among them.

Perhaps, she is wearing dazzling armor and holding a flaming weapon to fight the enemies of the divine realm.

"Mihira, you must have forgotten me."

The curtains were closed and the oil lamp went out.

"Please forget about the two daughters you gave birth to......"

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Noxian calendar, 2 AD.

'Tick tick ......'

The vibrant world is beginning to sprout green shoots under the moisture of the spring rains.

The mountain streams are flowing loudly, and the tall trees exude greenery, gently swaying in the moist and warm air under the spring breeze, indulging in the gentle drizzle.

After the sun crossed the sky, the jade collar stretched out and slowly opened her charming eyes, glowing with her own brilliance.

The smoke dissipated in the misty air, and the leaders put on their spring clothes and wore big hats to stroll through the drizzle to their workplaces.

Farmers, vegetable and fruit growers go to the north, workshop apprentices, artisans or miners go to the south, lumberjacks and builders go to the west, and the Emerald Territory east is home to the Noxian Black Iron Guard and the Shadow Crossbowmen, who carry out a training program that Lester has personally devoured.

The young men who joined the Noxus Black Iron Guard, under the command of Captain Margaret, began in the standing queue and learned the importance of discipline in the professional army.

Physical training, combat training, and tactical explanations are all indispensable teaching contents, which are taught by Margaret, the leader of the Black Iron Guard, and Meredith, the tactical director, respectively.

After a year of actual combat training, Margaret, who was originally a little young, quickly became mature, cruel battlefield swordsmanship, indifferent face and evil aura all over her body are enough to make ordinary newcomers forget that there is a 16-year-old girl in front of her, and her thorn is cleaned up.

The original vice-captain of the Black Iron Guard, Epsol, was transferred to the Shadow Crossbowmen as the commander, but the original commander Morris and some of the crossbowmen of the original army had disappeared from everyone's sight one after another, and they had been 'missing' for several months.

The Plain of Nokmochi, southwest of the Emerald Collar, clings to the northern foothills of the Shining Silver Mountains, deep in the Tranquil Forest.

Hidden Murder Machines cannot fully describe the cruel living environment in the dense forest.

On the woodland full of silt and rotting leaves, the dark purple Bonos scorpion that was certain to die flashed away, and scurried into the pile of rotting wood that could be used as a footrest.

The dark green Vano viper coiled around the branches, hissing and spitting the hyacinth, waiting for the ignorant prey to step into the temple of death.

Thumb-sized forest mosquitoes flutter in the air, holding up their huge, hideous mouthparts, searching for fresh food sources.

Beyond the swampy wetlands, half-hidden by fallen leaves, ferocious lizards bite the belly of a giant horned deer, disemboweling it with crocodile-like teeth.

The jungle cat demon in the canopy of the tree holds the ape's neck in its mouth, sharing its freshly harvested prey with the bloodthirsty people.

From the size of a fingernail to the highly venomous red-blooded ant, to the raw torn tiger and leopard, and the Bonnock erect bear that likes to eat blood and brains,

Every inch of space interprets the cruelty of survival, and every minute and every second has life passing.

However, in such a forbidden area for humans, there are several unrelated human beings living in it, undergoing the most cruel trials.

In the most domineering and direct way, human beings interpret that they are not meat under the biological chain, but deadly hunters at the top of the food chain.

This way is called killing.

The stone lizard scraped the white bones with its barbed tongue and sent the last trace of flesh foam into its mouth, but it did not know that on the canopy, the crimson deadly venom had been sprinkled on the venison along the thin branches, and holding the thin branches was an indifferent man named Morris, covered in the blood of insect repellent beasts.

Pulling the dagger out of the back of the cat demon's neck, the green blood flowed down the thick trunk, and the stone armored monitor lizard that smelled the smell of blood had obviously sensed that something was wrong, but after just taking two steps, he fell to the ground in a single step.

The venom of the red blood ant had already set in, and the powerful hunter had grown his mouth and wailed and struggled, only to be pierced through the skull by a sharp spear that fell from the sky the next moment.

The smell of more powerful blood began to dissipate, and the roar of the Ponock Erect Bear could be heard in the distance.

Indifferently pulling his spear from the gap in the scales, and carrying the corpse of the stone lizard, Morris stepped away.

Task, done.