The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 243 Broken Horned Poro
Seeing the battle mother Ashe walking towards the martial arts arena, the soldiers trained even harder.

There is no hope of becoming a blood alliance, they feel that no one can become Ashe's blood alliance, even the noble ice blood is not worthy of the reincarnation of the goddess.

But if there is a chance to become a war sacrifice, it is also very good to directly obey the command of the war mother.

No one expected that Ashe's focus was on a Poro in the corner.

Ashe's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, and she noticed that the poro's hair was a little yellow, like a scorched crust in the white snow.

One horn was unnaturally frayed, slightly shorter than normal, and looked somewhat asymmetrical.

Seeing that the fighters had sparring partners, the Poro built himself a snowman.

But the snowman was too fragile, and was destroyed by its two claws, so he had no choice but to continue to watch the soldiers train.

Ashe waved to a fighter who had just defeated her opponent, beckoning him to come over.

"Master Ashe must have taken a fancy to my performance just now!"

The tall and strong warrior tried his best to suppress his joy, tightly held the blunt sword used for training, and stood up straight in front of Ashe, and others also cast envious glances at this lucky one.

"Training was hard."

She might feel that it is not good for the fighters in training to take time to answer her insignificant questions. She brushed her hair in embarrassment, but in the eyes of these stupid straight men, it was like a shy girl.

The eyes of the soldiers were straightened. Many young girls in the tribe were honed into the shape of big mothers by the environment early on. Femininity like Ashe is a rare breed.

"No hard work, no hard work! What orders does the war mother have!"

"It's nothing, just asking why there is a Poro there, and who raised it?"

"Ah?" The soldier looked in the direction of Ashe's gaze suspiciously, and it took a while to remember: "Reporting to War Mother, this Poro was brought back from the outside by Avarosa's catcher, and it has no owner. .”

"Then who is usually feeding it?" Poro usually appear in groups, and Ashe subconsciously felt that this kind of Poro, who didn't seem to fit in well, should have been influenced by the day after tomorrow, and there shouldn't be no master.

"The warriors of the tribe...we bring it a bite every morning when we come to train, and everyone breaks off a little from their own breakfast, which is enough for it to eat."

"Is it there every morning?"

"Yes, this poro will accompany us to train, and will not leave until the end of training. But it will show up every morning on time, even more aggressive than any of us, and it will always be the first to arrive. "The soldier replied truthfully.

Ashe nodded.

Ownerless and active, this Poro's personality is very suitable for Zell's requirements, but there is no reason for the formation of such a personality.

"Don't you think this Poro is a bit strange? Other Poro are playing, but it chooses to watch your training here. I have no objection to the training content, but I think it is against the nature of Poro."

The warrior didn't think so much like Ashe, he just thought that the Poro could stay wherever he liked, anyway, it wouldn't foolishly rush into the arena and be trampled to death by the warriors, so let it just stay there quietly, You can have fun while you're taking a break.

He scratched and said: "I don't know much about this, but it shouldn't be hungry. We tried to feed it, but it didn't choose to leave after it was full, but stayed in the martial arts arena. As for why In this way, I think it may have something to do with what happened to it.”

"Go ahead." Ashe said noncommittally.

Then the soldier said solemnly: "I heard that it seems that the catcher found it from the snowman's den. At that time, it was being held by a snow monster cub, gnawing its horns and grinding its teeth."

"I see, you go back and train hard."

She was actually rescued from the Yeti's den, Ashe showed a thoughtful expression, and then signaled the soldier to go back.

As a Freljord, it is impossible for her not to have heard the legend of the Yeti, a giant humanoid creature that is about the same size as a troll. It lives in inaccessible ice ravines or caves, and can be frozen years without dying.

Although trolls and snow monsters were similar in size, ten trolls were no match for one snow monster in terms of brutality.

The trolls can still communicate in human language. Even if they are caught by the trolls in the wild, they will not come up and beat you to death. Instead, they will drag you back to the den and enjoy it slowly. Worrying troll.

As long as you don't encounter hordes of marauding trolls, you still have a chance to escape.

But if you encounter a snow monster, you can only ask for luck.

They are extremely territorial, and when you encounter them, it means that you have accidentally broken into their territory.

And it will kill all creatures that invade the territory with red eyes, including but not limited to hitting people's heads with ice cubes the size of millstones, rushing up from [-] meters and ten seconds to twist people into twists, breaking through the ice when they are not paying attention, and killing people alive Tear it by hand, it can be described as extremely cruel.

However, snow monsters are solitary creatures, most couples form groups. If you are lucky enough to encounter adult snow monsters out to hunt, you may see their cubs.

In the description of the catcher, the snow monster cub is a little guy who is indisputable in the world. The little one is very similar to a human baby, and it is full of flesh.The only difference is that their skin is dark and covered with thick white down for protection from the cold.

Although the snow monsters are cruel by nature, they are very attentive to the care of their cubs. Usually there are only one or two in a litter, and they will devote a lot of energy to raising them until they are independent.

Unlike trolls, the concept of blood relationship is thin, and the cubs are made with great effort, with a litter of more than a dozen.How much you can raise is purely luck, and even if you are very hungry, you will pick up the cubs to eat, or let the cubs eat the corpses of their brothers and sisters.

Under this premise, it is not incomprehensible for an adult yeti to catch a poro for its cubs to use as a teething toy.

After all, she is an only child, so she should be pampered.

Ashe thought, maybe this misfit Poro wanted to become stronger because of such an unbearable experience.

"January, I'll give you something delicious, go and call him over." Ashe put January into the snow, and the little guy who received the order immediately ran to the stone pier where the other party was, and the two Poro Communicate face to face, then bring it to Ashe's feet.

She took out a piece of Poro delicacy, broke it into two pieces and handed them to the two little guys respectively. The Poro with the broken horn could feel her kindness, so she accepted her charity safely.

The ordinary poro delicacy is made of chicken mixed with herbs, and the poro of the Avarosa tribe basically eats it, but with the icing that Zell brought her from Piltover, it becomes another one. kind of flavor.

The little guy liked this taste very much. After eating, he licked his paws and looked up at her, swallowed his saliva and hung his tongue expectantly.

"Do you still want to eat? But I have one piece left here, why don't you fight and give it to whoever wins."

(End of this chapter)