After three days of hospitality, Lyist sent off the young guests from Yodel City, only Lu Lu chose to stay for a while, and after saying goodbye to Lyster, he and Pixar embarked on a journey to find a magical wonderland.

For the self-disciplined Tristana, three days off was already the exception of the exception, and the other yodelers had their own things to do, so naturally they wouldn't stay at Lyster's house for long.

My Healing Game

In the southern suburbs of Demacia, as the high-purity forbidden magic stones on the pedestal stone cart are getting higher and higher, the construction progress of the forbidden colossus has become a daily anecdote of concern to all Demacians.

Unfortunately, the excitement of the Demacians was soon struck hard by the sudden accident.

When the colossus was thirteen meters high, a craftsman accidentally stepped on the air, and the rope tied to his waist broke directly, and the craftsman fell from a height of ten meters, and died on the spot with his head on the ground, which was miserable.

The artisan's blood stained the Colossus's right foot, everyone froze in place, and the southern suburbs had to stop work for a day's rest, and Duran called Lyster and Theresa to discuss the safety of the craftsmen.

"We need stronger ropes! Today's flax rope simply cannot guarantee the life of a craftsman! ”

With his short brown hair knotted like a bird's nest in early spring, Dulang, dressed in a short-sleeved overall, slapped a broken rope on the table.

Lyst took a look and recognized that it was a three-strand hemp rope, probably because there were too many places where ropes were used in the project, and the hemp rope as a safety rope was a little thin, coupled with the severe wear, it failed to hang the craftsman who had slipped down.

Theresa, who was on the side, frowned, he didn't agree with Du Langxing's reason for moving the crowd.

"But flax rope is already the strongest rope we can find, even flax rope is scarce now, the flax has been collected recently, Lord Du Lang, we can't do better, not to mention, this is a problem caused by the craftsman's own carelessness."

"If the rope had been thicker, Fern wouldn't have died!"

"If this craftsman had been a little more careful, he wouldn't have died."

"Master Theresa, 'this craftsman', he has a name, his name is Fern!"

"Okay, fine, Fern Fern, I know, but why is it that he has an accident and no one else has an accident?"

Things reached an impasse, and Lyist could only knock on the table and signal the two to calm down.

"Two, now is not the time to quarrel,

The work can't be stopped, or it will seriously delay the construction period, and the Freljords will soon go south, and Galio must finish it on time, you know? How many people would die in Demacia without Gario? Two, this is a war without gunpowder, and we don't have the slightest room for bargaining. ”

Taking a deep breath, Duran nodded, as did Theresa.

"Good."

Lyist picked up the broken linen rope again.

"In the future work, we should put the inspection of the safety rope in the first place, and the worn rope will not be used, this is what we can do at present, in addition to this, we should take the initiative to get more flax or rope from other countries through trade, and with enough flax we can make thicker ropes, Master Duran, Lord Teresa, do you know what I mean? If there are problems, we should find a way to solve them, so that there are fewer and fewer problems. ”

The two nodded.

"If you understand, let's do it, I don't want to see a second stoppage, it will seriously dampen the enthusiasm of the craftsmen, as for the aftermath of Fern, I think Lord Garvin should not be stingy with his favor, and the ideological work of the other craftsmen will still have to be handed over to you, Master Dulang."

"I know, I'll get back to work on time tomorrow."

It wasn't until Duran left that Theresa dismissed Lyste.

"Look at Your Excellency Lyster, these mud-legged people are a lot of things, how many of our nobles have died on the battlefield in order to defend this country? Now such an important project, just a mud leg will be stopped, this and that bargaining, I don't know the number of etiquette and gratitude, dare to stop work today, will I dare to ask for a noble title tomorrow?

Never to think about what they have done for this country, these mud legs only know how to take, and have no positive effect like those Gentile outcasts...... In my opinion, Lord Garvin is still too kind to these guys. ”

Not responding to Theresa's words, Lysa said.

"They have their responsibilities, we have our responsibilities, and everybody is the same, just trying to do things...... Lord Theresa, you'll have to trouble buying more linen. ”

Theresa nodded, her face a little embarrassed.

"That being said, this is really not an easy thing to do, the flax in the villages south of the Shining Silver Mountains has basically been bought out by us, if we want to get more flax, we can only ask our neighbors to the east for a short time."

"Noxus Emerald Collar? Although there is a little friction between our Demacia and the Emerald Collar, who will have trouble with money? Money is gone, it can be earned, but it takes fifteen years for our soldiers to grow again. ”

"That's right, then I'll take my leave, Your Excellency Lyster."

"Please."

……

As the moon fell, Demacia was intoxicated by the silence of the soft sound of insects, and a drunken middle-aged man shook his body to pass the investigation of the fearless pioneer and came to the southern suburbs.

Dulang climbed up to the base of the Colossus along the scaffolding, sat down at the feet of the Colossus, and burped.

The blood stain on his right foot had long since dried up and turned into a dark patch, and Du Lang scratched his messy hair with a somewhat depressed expression.

"Although I would love to refute it, ...... Lord Lyist is right, Galio, the meaning of your existence is far greater than that of us ordinary people, our death will not affect the development of Demacia, and if you do not appear, Demacia will be harmed by those evil mages, and more innocent people will appear. ”

The man put his hand on the solid and reliable instep of the Colossus, and the thing on the instep carried the man's lifelong expectations, and he longed from the bottom of his heart to create a legend belonging to Demacia.

"Child, I believe that you can play an incomparable role, the forbidden magic stone is the most amazing thing in the world, evil magic is raging everywhere in this world, and the lives are ruined, only this holy thing can wash away those filth, this is a miracle, and you, will be a miracle shaped by miracles, you are the child of miracles, my child."

The dazed man lay on the instep of the Colossus, the hem of his clothes covering the blood-colored marks on the instep.

Here, Du Lang can see farther, and the man's vision is a little foggy, as if he has traveled through time and space and seen the great miracle of a thousand years ago.

"My grandmother once told me a great story...... Hiccup ~ Nazukir, some people say that he is an elemental mage in the eastern jungle of Shurima Continent, and some people say that he is the emperor of Shurima, in short, Nazukel built a flying fortress called 'Dushier', and Dushier drove away all kinds of monsters on Shurima Continent and saved many people. ”

The middle-aged man leaned on the calf of the Colossus, struggled to open his eyes, and closed them quickly after the defeat.

"Galio, I want to be like that, can you be my 'monolith'......"