Section 4: Shining Gold Lakeside

"I want to go back in time and freeze time in that moment. That year, on the shore of the Shining Gold Lake, your pure smile ......."

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One

Anton Salon, pushing his trolley, came to a nondescript cabin, looked at the badly broken door of the cabin, and wondered what had just happened here. He put down the cart and looked around cautiously, and the empty grass except for the hut was the endless darkness and the grass swaying in the wind in the darkness. There was no lamp in the cabin, at least from the outside, and he really didn't have the guts to go in alone.

"Come in, little friend, I'm alone!" the voice came from the cabin, hoarse and tired, and sounded like the speaker must be fifty or sixty years old.

"Y-are you Mr. Stanley?" asked Anton Sharon in a trembling voice, which did startle him.

"Don't be afraid, child, I'm a human, not a ghost!" As he spoke, an old man in black breeches and vest stepped out of the badly damaged door.

Anton Sharon looked at the old man, the fear just now disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the old man's nondescript clothes made him laugh. He had only seen women wear such pants that were wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and besides, the old guy looked like he hadn't cut his beard for ten years, so that his facial features were completely hidden in a dense beard.

"Don't look at me like that, you dead boy!" the old man was a little upset, "I'm not a dimensional creature, I'm the Stanny you're looking for." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else," said Anton Ssalon, blushing, as he lifted the trolley that had just been placed on the ground and pushed it in the direction of Stanley, "this is the goods you ordered at the York Tavern. ”

"Oh, my heart!" Stanny shouted and threw himself at the trolley, startling Anton Saron.

Anton Sharon adjusted his mood and whispered to Stanley, "Please, please order the goods." ”

"No, boy!" Stanley looked at the neatly arranged boxes in the trolley with a satisfied expression, "How about helping me move them into the house?"

Anton Sharon didn't know what the boxes contained, each box weighed at least forty pounds, and though the boxes were probably only four inches thick, he collapsed to the ground from exhaustion after a few trips, and both hands were bruised to varying degrees.

"It seems that you can't do it, young man! Stanny was talking coolly beside him, and he only moved two boxes himself.

Anton Saron wanted to argue for himself, but he no longer had the strength to speak. He leaned on the wheelbarrow, gasping for air, the heat of his body made him want to take off his clothes, "Trench coat!" The word suddenly flashed through his mind, and only then did he notice that the originally clean trench coat was now as dirty as a beggar's suit.

"What's the matter, boy, this dress is rented, isn't it?" Stanny's words were still so ugly, but he was always so accurate about what others thought.

"This is what my sister lent me!" Anton Saron looked at the trench coat that was soiled by himself, and his heart was full of guilt, he scratched a little skin and was fine, but his clothes were dirty, how could he see his sister when he went back......

Stanny glanced at Anton Sharon before picking up the last box from the trolley. "Look at your pitiful face, old man, I don't see any poor person in my life!" said Stanley, who had already opened the box.

Anton Sharon looked at Stanley in surprise, the reason for his surprise was that the frames of those boxes were all wooden and had been nailed shut, and they couldn't be opened without the help of tools, and the other party obviously didn't use tools.

"It's like a trick, isn't it?" said Stanny before Anton Salon's question. He pulled out a prismatic sheet with a shimmering blue glow from inside the box, and looked at it with affection, as if it were his lover.

"What is this?" asked Anton Salon.

"These are runes, made from the purest magic crystals through an intricate process, and are the most beautiful magical creations of Valoran. Stani said as he looked at the rune in his hand.

"What is it for? Anton Salon's curiosity was piqued, after all, it was the first time he had seen a so-called magical artifact.

"It can enhance the magic or certain abilities of summoners and mages, and it can also add magical attributes to ice weapons, making them tougher and more destructive. Stanley explained earnestly. Anton Salons guessed that Stanley should be an expert in this area, because the topic of runes would make him a respectable elder.

"What else?" Anton Saron genuinely wanted to know more.

"Besides—" Stanny said, raising the hand holding the rune above his head, and the blue rune spun rapidly in his hand, increasing in brightness and brightness. Without warning, a blue light shot out from there and struck Anton Saron.

Anton Saron fell to the ground in fright, he thought he would be knocked away by the blue light, but it seemed that he was thinking too much. Nothing happened, it was like a dream.

"Look at your trench coat, kid!" Stanley said.

Anton Sharon looked at his trench coat carefully, oh my God! he couldn't believe his eyes, the trench coat that was dirty just now looked like new. "Y-how did you do that?" said surprise on his face.

"That's another function of runes, to restore things to their original state. Stanley replied, "This effect was discovered by a man named Elaina, who is a great person." ”

"Elaina!?" said Andingsalon's mouth wide.

"What?" Stanny stared at Andingsalon with two bean-sized eyes, "You know her?"

"Of course—I—of course I don't know, but no one in Valoran doesn't know Elaina, does they?" Anton Salon's brain raced, and he didn't know if there was a flaw in such an answer.

"yes, you're right, no one doesn't know her. Stanley whispered.

For the rest of the night, Anton Saron was listening to Stanley's rune teachings. Stanley tells him that the blue runes, called glyphs, are common in Valoran, and are usually made of magic crystals, but also some of them are made of ice with magical powers, which only Freeljord* has. The red runes are called seals, which are made by melting magic crystals at high temperatures and mixing them with molten iron, and are widely used for cold weapon enchantment. The yellow/colored ones are called runes, which are made of rare yellow/colored magic crystals, which are more expensive, but not very widely used. There is also a purple rune called the Essence, which is the most expensive magic artifact, which is very difficult to extract, and the environment for extraction is extremely demanding. Anton Saron listened with relish, even forgetting about exhaustion and sleepiness. Later, Stanley also tells him a secret: Stanny was once a hero of League of Legends, known as the "Rune Master". He had to have a deep respect for the rune master, even though the guy always spoke in a smooth tone.

Two

Anton Salon, who had not slept all night, now his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and walking became a very laborious task. He pushed the empty cart in the direction of Doha Village, replaying the events of the previous night in his mind.

"It's amazing!" he said to himself.

For a kid who didn't know anything about magic, last night's explanation and performance by Stanley was nothing short of a feast for the eyes. "Kid, if you want to be a respectable person, go to the War College and follow the Shining Gold River to the northwest, all the way north...... You can get the best education at the War College, learn the most powerful magic, and become a summoner that everyone respects and envies......" Stanny's words echoed in his ears.

"War College, what kind of place is a War College?" said Anton Ssalon, imagining what the War College would look like.

The morning sun slowly sprinkled down, like fine gold dust, decorating the world with gold. The grass in the meadow in the distance shone blindly, as if it was not dew that was lying on them, but diamonds. The vast sky is like the pale blue dye in a painter's gouache box, pure without any blemish. Probably because of its location in the valley, the mornings in Harvey are much warmer than in Doha, and the temperature difference between day and night is not so significant. Anton Salon, who didn't know how far he had come, only felt that his mouth was dry, and if anyone could give him a glass of water now, he would be very moved. Just as he was thinking this, a large golden light came from the front of his right, making it difficult for him to open his eyes. He shielded his eyes with his arm and took a step in the direction of the light, a step that nearly caused him to fall. It turned out that there was a depression in front of it, and Anton Saron had read from a book that such a terrain would have a lake. Sure enough, his eyes that followed the light gradually confirmed this suspicion. The lake in front of him was surprisingly big, and it was the first time he had seen such a big lake.

This large lake is very strange, even if you walk to the lake, you still feel that the whole lake is shining with golden light, as if the lake is full of gold and diamonds. Anton Sharon didn't know how deep the lake was, so he cautiously walked to the lake and squatted down, only to find that there were many milky white stones lying in the clear water, which was probably the reason why the lake shone with golden light. There is very little wind in the village of Harvey, but there are always ripples on the surface of the lake, which seem to come from the center of the lake, and there seems to be a force that makes the whole lake ripple rhythmically. Anton Salons put his hand into the water, which was not as cold as he had imagined, but rather at a moderate temperature. He took out some of the water in his hand and drank it, at first he didn't feel anything, but after a few seconds, an indescribable coolness and exhilaration, swept away the exhaustion and hunger and thirst that had been before. The feeling made him a little, and he pinched his nose and put his mouth to the surface of the lake and took a big sip.

"Ahh

"There's a water monster in that lake, and it's going to eat people!" a delicate voice came from not far away, scaring Anton Saron into a tremor.

Anton Sharon immediately turned his head to the source of the sound, and saw a girl in a gray knitted hat and navy blue dress, sitting on a wooden stool with her legs crossed, and a drawing board in her hand.

"Y-who are you?" asked Anton Sharon as he walked slowly towards the girl.

"My name is Eloni and I am a descendant of the famous Brad family. The girl said without even raising her head, and she spoke at a very slow pace and in a coquettish voice.

"Brad - family ......" Anton Saron heard of this family for the first time.

"Oh, it seems that you are a little unheard, and the Brad family, one of the three major summoner families, has never heard of it. Aroni never looked up as she spoke, she kept drawing her own picture.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't know much about summoners. My name is Anton Saron and I am from Doha Village. Anton Salon's friendly hand was extended to him, the first time he had used Debon etiquette.

Arroni finally looked up, and Anton Sharon was able to see her face. To be precise, her facial features seem to have been painted on her face by some genius painter, perhaps without a reference, because there will never be such a perfect reference in the mortal world: faint eyebrows, big black eyes, a high nose bridge and a pink round face, which makes people unforgettable. There were no blemishes on Eloni's face, which was not due to her makeup, in fact, there were no traces of rouge other than a little lip powder on her lips.

"Hey!" Eloni shook her little white hand in front of Anton Salon's eyes, "Have you never seen a girl?"

Anton Salon, regaining consciousness as if he had just had a dream, took a step back with a red face and lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.

"Anton-Saron, right?" said Arroni, rising from her seat. Anton Sharon noticed a black woolen dress underneath her navy coat and flesh-colored silk pantyhose on her legs, a fashionable outfit that made his heart tremble slightly.

"What are you looking at?" Eloni bent down and tilted her head to look at Anton Saron with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"No—nothing, I—" Anton Salon's cheeks burned as he felt two ripe roasted sweet potatoes, one on the other, on his face.

"Hmm-" Eroni put the index finger of her left hand to her lips, "Come and see my paintings!"

Anton Sharon looked at Arrowny's proud expression, and it felt as if this girl had just saved the world. He walked over and looked at the painting on the drawing board of a girl who looked like she was bathing in the lake. "Y-who's this, who is this drawing?" asked Anton Sharon, a little surprised.

"It's me!" replied Eloni, as if to think that Anton Salons should have known that it was the author.

Anton Salonon nodded, pretending to have an expression of sudden realization, but his heart was full of puzzlement, "How can a girl draw such an "extroverted" painting, shouldn't a girl be a little restrained?" It wasn't surprising that he thought so, as Angela was very reserved.

Eroni returned to her seat and continued to paint, completely oblivious to Anton Salon's presence. Anton Sharon watched from the side, and the soft sunlight slowly shone down, like gold dust, on Arronie's gray knitted hat, and on the ends of her curly hair. Aroni blinked, earnestly painting her painting. For a moment, Anton Salonn felt that this was a dream rather than reality, and in this silent, warm dream, he saw a lovely girl, who was now depicting his imaginary self, and time, at this moment, seemed to stand still.

Anton Salons didn't know how long he had been standing, he had lost his subjective consciousness, and the warm sun, the golden lake, and the girl painting by the lake, if the world were to be destroyed at this moment, it would be the most perfect ending. The cold wind that was rare in the valley woke Anton Saroon, and he was surprised to find that there was no girl painting in front of him, only the gravel of the lake covered in golden sunlight. His eyes widened, and he quickly ran to the place where Eroni had painted, and it was clear that there was no one but himself. "Valoran has a lot of wonderful things, because the power of magic itself is mysterious and unknown, and there is no clear boundary between dream and reality in the face of magic" Anton Saron suddenly remembered what Stanny had said to him last night.

"Is this a dream?" said Anton Sharon to himself, looking at the golden glow of the lake beside him. "yes, that girl probably doesn't really exist. Just as he was thinking this, something under his feet made him wonder again. It was two strands of black hair, very long and silky. Anton Salons picked up the two hairs, looked at them in his hands for a long time, then took a small bottle from his bosom and put the hair in it, though he didn't know why he did it.

"I wish I could see your master again!" said Anton Sallon to the two lifeless hairs.

Three

"I haven't seen Anton in a long time, where has he been lately?" asked Berlito, sitting on a chair beside the coffee table, to Annella beside him.

"Recently, his uncle often asked him to go to Harvey Village to make deliveries. Anrela replied.

"It's not close—" A sharp knock on the door interrupted Berlito.

"Wait a minute!" said Angela as she opened the door, and the visitor walked in without even looking at her. Through the faint light from the window, Angela saw that the visitor was a boy of her own age, who was only a head shorter than her father and was exceptionally strong. The boy had short brown hair, fair skin that seemed to glitter, and wore a black gold shoulder jacket with some kind of ornamentation on his shoulders, and a brown traveling cloak, which made him look extraordinary.

"Asrema!" Berlito seemed to know the boy.

"Hello, Master Berlito!" Asrema bowed politely.

"Ah, this is—" Berlito was about to introduce Asrema to his daughter when Asrema spoke up on her own.

"The Order of Noxus, a member of the Ankaria faction family, named Asrema, you can call me Baron Asrema!" Asrema introduced herself to Anrela at length.

"Hello, Baron Asrema, I don't know much about politics, I don't quite understand what party and faction you are talking about. Anrela whispered, and to be honest, she was a little disgusted by the young baron's tone, which shattered the good impression the baron had made on his appearance.

"The Order of Noxus was founded by the Supreme Commander Burnham Darkwell" This time it was Berlito who took the lead, and he kept looking at Asrema as he explained to his children, "It is the ruling party of Noxus, and the Order Party is divided into 4 main factions, and the Ankaria faction rules the southern region of Noxus. He went on to explain.

"Sounds complicated," Anrela said with some disdain, "it seems that Noxus is a messy place. ”

"At least in the area ruled by our family, people's lives are stable. Asrema argued.

"Yes!" Berlito stood up and put two large hands on his daughter's shoulders, "There is no doubt that the place where the Ancalian faction rules is the Pure Land of Noxus. ”

"I'm coming—" Asrema said as he removed the package he was carrying behind his back, "I'm here for you!" As soon as he finished speaking, he left the package still on the coffee table. The object in the package collided with the coffee table, making a loud noise.

"What is this?" said Berlito, surprised.

"A broken sword from the Spellbreaker family, one of the three major summoner families. Asrema replied.

"You mean you want me to reforge it?" there was a hint of displeasure in Berlito's words.

"This request comes from the orphans of the Spellbreaker family. Asrema's tone was very much in line with his aristocratic status, and he was so tough even when he asked for help.

"Why are you looking for me? There are many things hidden behind this sword. The discontent in Berito's words grew a little further.

"Many of Valoran's famous ironsmelters have been disposed of by the Swayn faction*, and we have nothing but you now!" Asrema explained.

"I don't agree, please take it to another iron caster. Berrito turned and walked back to the back room.

"What if I told you that it was Falina Jal who made this request?" Asrema said loudly at Berito's back, and when he saw Berito stop, he smiled slightly, "According to the information we investigated, she is your sister, and it seems that this is true." ”

"She-" Berlito's voice was a little hoarse, "is she still in Noxus?"

She has remarried her ex-husband's younger brother, Agad Spellbreaker, and they had a daughter more than a decade ago. Asrema said as she walked towards the door. Anrila opened the door for him, not as polite, but as if Asrema had left sooner.

"I'll be in Doha for a few weeks until you reforge that sword. Asrema said before leaving.

【Original Heroes】

Runemaster: Stanley

Hero positioning: Ranged, Mage

Hero Attributes:

Health: AverageSkill: StrongDifficulty: Normal Melee Attack: Weak Magic Attack: Strong

Skills and instructions

Q runes burst

Stanny throws a rune at the target area, which explodes when it reaches the target area, dealing AOE damage.

W Rune Magic Seal

Leaves a rune sigil on the target enemy hero for 4 seconds, triggering and dealing damage to Stani if the wielder deals damage to him. If the Sigil does not trigger for the duration of the effect, the effect fades and stuns the target for 1S and deals damage.

E Rune Circle

Place up to 3 invisible runes on the ground that will trigger the rune circle once the enemy unit reaches the area of effect. Rune Circle: Creates a 300-yard radius spell enchantment that slows all enemy units within the enchantment by 30% and takes magic damage over time, and the enchantment exists for 3 seconds.

R rune drain

Stani draws magical energy from the Great Essence he carries with him and unleashes a devastating magical shockwave in front of him, dealing massive damage to enemies. Units in the rune circle are stunned for 1S when hit by the shockwave, and the stun effect can only be triggered once. Stanley carries up to 3 Large Essences, spawning a new one every 30 seconds.

Passive Rune Injection

When Stanley is attacked by an enemy hero, he infuses the enemy's weapon with searing runic power, burning the enemy and making them unable to deal damage for 1 duration. 75S。 This effect takes effect every 35 seconds.

Hero Description:

Stanny is a control mage who can be used to block the path with his E skill and then use his W skill to kill remnant heroes. In addition, R skills combined with E skills can stun multiple enemies, which is extremely useful in team battles.

Backstory:

Rune Master Stani was originally a rune craftsman in Demacia, and the runes he made were of the highest quality and most perfect in Valoran, making him one of the richest people in Valoran. However, Stanley suffers from alcoholism and will be in front of drunkards as soon as he finishes drinking. Of course, those drunkards will not let such fools go, and every time he gets drunk, Stanley will unknowingly lose a lot of money. This also appealed to gamblers like Trist, who often borrowed money from Stanley and never repaid. It was with this money that Trist gradually became a master gambler, because every time he lost, he would sum up his experience and invent new tricks. Stanley soon becomes poor due to excessive profligacy, and by this time, his friend Trist has become a hero in League of Legends, and under Trister's introduction, Stanny joins League of Legends. Like Trist, he was only in it for the money.

The one who changed him was Elaina. Many people can't understand what method Elaine used to make this mercenary old guy become a well-known philanthropist. However, shortly after that, Elaine was mysteriously killed in the village of Doha. Almost three days after Elaina's funeral, Stanley disappeared from view, and various gossip and circumstantial evidence collected by the League of Legends Investigation Committee pointed to Elaina's death as the cause of his death, but due to the lack of direct evidence and the fact that Stanny's whereabouts have not been found, the league has not issued a wanted warrant. Now, people are looking forward to the reappearance of the former rune master to hear what he has to say for himself.

[Author's Note]

* Freeljord: A collective name for three kingdoms in the snowy fields north of Valoran, all ruled by descendants of the Avarosa clan of the defunct Osius Empire.

* Swain faction: One of the four major factions of the Order of Noxus, led by Swain, the "Strategist Leader".