Emerald Collar, in the lord's mansion, two picturesque little girls surrounded a handsome man, and they were playing with a strange stone together.

Completely different from the burning appearance in the game, the burning gem in reality resembles a normal brown round stone, and if it weren't for the exact pattern of the stone's outer skin and the burning magic symbol drawn by Lester, even Lester himself might not be recognizable when he is face to face.

Of course, this is also the meaning of Lester giving the [Magic Equipment Handbook Drawing Book] to Nosles and several other Nightblade Slayers, so that they can go to Shurima to hunt for treasure.

Follow the image provided in the hand-drawn book, as long as you are not too unlucky, you can always come across some magic items.

If you don't take the initiative to use important information when you know it, you can't describe it as stupid, and such a person needs to see a brain department.

Beside the man, Sheena and Misha, who are already eleven years old, have also grown to a height of 1.4 meters, and the small drum bag is also developing rapidly, constantly giving birth to maturity, and the growth is becoming more and more gratifying.

Among them, the younger sister occupies an absolute advantage, and the condensed peaks and mountains have appeared attractive fair-skinned ravines, which often makes the sister who is still steaming in the bulge gnash her teeth, but she is helpless.

Lester measured accurately with the eyes of an expert, and his sister definitely has a C, and his sister is probably still a B- or A+.

"I can feel some subtle magic fluctuations, it should be that there is nothing wrong with the magic item, but I don't know how to stimulate this magic item, maybe I should ask your sister Rose or Sister Meredith to take a look."

Unable to activate this magical item similar to the Burning Gem, Lester sighed and put the stone back in the box.

As for how things in Bandle City came to Shurima, who cares about that?

"Isn't Brother Lester going to hunt rats today?"

"No, we have just won a big victory, and the new rat tide has receded, so I will leave the matter of consolidating the position to your sister Margaret."

Touching Sheena's head and watching the little girl squint, Lester smiled softly.

In recent years, although the Emerald Collar has not participated in the development war of Noxus, the army has not been idle, in addition to daily training and vacation, it has become a daily routine to enter the underground world in batches to fight against the inexhaustible red-skinned demon rats.

With the underground ruins hall as the core, the Emerald Leader's army advanced down a range of thousands of meters in five years, gradually entering the deep crust from the sedimentary rocks on the surface of the earth's crust, and penetrating into the range close to the upper mantle, and saw a lot of strange underground worlds.

Armed with supplies, the Emerald Collar soldiers built a number of simple or durable underground fortresses and fortifications in the depths of the biotite and diorite-lined underground.

For a long time, the Emerald Collar has maintained a relative balance with the red-skinned demon rat, most of the time going deeper underground as a victor, eroding the territory of the rat people, and only rarely will it be defeated by the rats who are frantically counterattacking, and retreat to the previous stronghold,

In the past five years, human beings have continued to go deep into the unknown and dark underground, in addition to excavating several hidden underground ruins, they have also encountered many strange underground species.

Among them, the powerful ones are such as burrowing red ants, rock beetles, or mud eaters and metal digging insects that live by devouring dirt, but if you count it carefully, there is no race in the underground that can be compared with the rat people, and most of the underground creatures are just food for rats, until the rats meet the cruelest and most cunning intelligent creatures in the world who live on the surface, humans.

In the protracted war with the rat people, even with the sophisticated equipment made of magic steel, there were a lot of casualties in a few years, and there were more than a hundred people one after another, but the soldiers who survived the war gradually became stronger, at least in Lester's opinion, compared to the army established through small fights five years ago, the current more than 600 Noxian Black Iron Guards and Shadow Crossbowmen can be regarded as real professional soldiers.

As for the more elite thirty-six Noxian Black Guards and twenty-eight Nightblade Killers, who have been through a hundred battles, they are selected from thousands of people, which is enough to lay the key to victory on the local battlefield.

In addition, in order to form an elite archer army, Lester deliberately selected more than fifty excellent crossbowmen from the Shadow Crossbowmen to form a [Darkblood Crossbowman] equipped with an [Improved Darkblood Hand Crossbow].

The Darkblood Crossbow is a standard anti-heavy ranged unit that, when protected, is enough to deal lethal damage to any elite soldier wearing heavy armor or a monster-level enemy wearing scale armor and a sword. Even the invulnerable Black Guard, who was unassailable in the Demonsteel Plate Armor, could not escape death after facing the covering fire of the Darkblood Crossbowman.

Lester, who has always understood that on the battlefield of cold weapons, only the bow and crossbow are the strongest killing weapons, after deliberately developing the Dark Blood Crossbow Guard, he has an extra hidden hole card in his hand.

At least now, he has a little more self-confidence to protect himself after encountering a strong man.

"Lester, if you don't go underground, what are your plans for today? Do you want to teach us knowledge? ”

Her long, supple blonde hair was draped over her shoulders, and Misha looked at the man expectantly.

Lester himself has nothing to do about Misha's sudden refusal to call him brother one day a year ago, but he also understands that at least this angel sister's favor for him has not changed, and it is estimated that it has reached its peak.

He is still a little confident in his charm, but he is not afraid that the future Angel of Judgment will fly away ruthlessly after growing wings, as long as he has enough physical strength, he can guarantee that the angel sisters can't fight, and they all have to lie in bed honestly to recuperate.

And the [Pale Angel Square] he personally planned and designed is still under construction, he can't control things after a hundred years, within a hundred years, the two wings of the angel he has to be tied to the jade collar and himself, mortals like barbarian sisters can't have children with themselves, so can the angel sisters with demigod bodies?

This is a problem.

Thinking about Meredith, who was now fighting underground with Tali, Lester nodded.

Things in the territory are developing rapidly in planning, and the things that need to be arranged have already been arranged, so what is the point of this lord in front of him if he does everything himself.

Laziness in moderation is the supreme job that a lord should pursue.

For example, telling a story to two little girls.

"What story do you want to hear?"

"Brother Lester! Tell me the story of King Liszt and the ancestors of the Vastayas! ”

Hina expertly hugged the man's right arm, making the man feel a heavy sense of oppression, and smiled with some relief.

Give the children milk and eat some kind of fruits and vegetables every day, and live up to expectations.

This child is different from his sister, and he has indeed grown up a lot......

It's just that how did the third-rate written by this old snakeskin author who was caught in the dungeon listen to Sheena?

Is that something that a child can watch without spending money?

The man's face darkened, and he changed the subject casually.

"Ahem, today I'll tell you the story of the Freljords of the Great North where we are."

"Good! I want to hear it! ”

Misha patted her sister on the head, straightened her posture, and moved a chair to sit next to Lester.

"Slightly~"

Sticking out her tongue at her sister, Sheena moved a chair and sat on the other side.

This made Lester a little nostalgic for the scene on his lap when the little girls listened to the story a few years ago, and in the blink of an eye, the little girl had grown up.

"Legend has it that Freljord was not called Freeljord a long, long time ago, but Walregard, and one day, a group of strange cow and horse gods suddenly appeared in Wregard......"