Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 113 Kassadin and the Void
Kassadin's emotions suddenly became agitated, "You...you are Li Lin?!"

His Piltover language has a strong accent, and some words are not standard, but overall it is fluent and understandable.

Li Lin nodded, "From your accent, you should be from Shurima, right? Are you here for business?"

Kassadin smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Business? Ever since my wife and daughter died in the disaster at home a few years ago, I haven't helped the caravan for many years..."

He paused for a moment, then raised his head and took another sip of strong wine, his face returned to normal, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, I forgot to introduce myself.

"My companions and outsiders call me Kassadin... As for my real name, I have forgotten it myself, you can just call me Kassadin."

Cass-se-a-dean.

This is a sentence decomposed from the pronunciation of Kassadin's name Shurima, which means "whom the desert knows".

This is actually an inverted statement, and its real meaning should be "who is familiar with the terrain of the desert".

Because the Shurima language of the caravans or explorers going to Shurima from other places is always ambiguous, and Kassadin's name is very famous in Belguen Pier in Shurima.

Therefore, this sentence became Kassadin's current name when it was coherent among the foreign population, and he himself was happy to accept it.

This is a recognition of his work.

As for his purpose of coming to Zaun, if nothing else, there is a high probability that he wanted to collect equipment and fight in the void after hearing the rumors about Malzahar, the Prophet of the Void.

After all, his wife and daughter were "killed" by the void.

Li Lin briefly reviewed Kassadin's background in his mind.

At this time, Caitlin also came over with her own herbal tea, pulled a chair and sat beside Li Lin.

"This is Caitlin." Li Lin briefly introduced Kassadin.

Kassadin nodded and greeted Caitlin.

Then, his eyes turned to Li Lin again, and he said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Li Lin, can I ask you to build me an armor?"

"Like me?" Li Lin raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Kassadin to be so direct.

Noticing Li Lin's expression, Kassadin felt hopeful, and immediately added: "Money, money is not a problem! Although I have been decadent for several years, many caravans owed me favors before, and I can raise funds!"

"It's not about money." Li Lin shook his head slightly, and continued after thinking for a moment: "Can you tell me the reason? What do you want to use this suit of armor for?"

He knows Kassadin's background, but this can only be regarded as an advantage of knowing the plot in advance to avoid certain risks to a certain extent.

It's not used to create an image of yourself as an "unpredictable prophet" to pretend...

This will only arouse the other party's suspicion.

Hearing Li Lin's question, Kassadin's eyes flashed with melancholy, and he picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining spirits in one gulp.

"Continued Cup!"

When Fandre came over with the bottle and refilled it for him, he drank half of the glass again, and his dark face began to turn red.

"You'd better stop drinking so violently." Caitlin advised, "I see your current state of mind. If you continue to drink like this, you will definitely have problems with your body."

Kassadin lowered his head and chuckled, then sighed: "Your tone is really like telling me not to drink when my daughter was still alive..."

Have you ever thought that your daughter is not dead?
Thinking of Kassadin in the background who never met Kassa until she grew up, Li Lin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Caitlin didn't know about this kind of thing. Hearing Kassadin's words, she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes slightly with a complicated expression, and didn't speak again.

"As for the armor, where should I start..."

Kassadin thought about it, and decided to start from the time he heard that his hometown was swallowed by the void three years ago.

On that day, he and his caravan companions had just returned from Piltover, replenishing water in an oasis.

When a group of survivors happened to pass by and told him that the rocky valley in the south was swallowed up by a purple magic light like hell, he returned to his hometown that had been ruined day and night.

On the ruins of his own home, Kassadin's emotions completely collapsed.

He lay on the gravel and quicksand waiting for his life to pass, but was dragged back to the nearest town of Zrimar by caravan partners who arrived after him.

For the next three years, Kassadin spent all his time in a daze and drank to soothe his sorrows, becoming a homeless vagabond...

Until he heard the rumors that the "Prophet" Malzaha passed by his hometown in the town.

Void.

A legend from the distant times of Shurima, a terrifying existence that even the warriors of the gods must fight with all their strength and blood.

After consulting some information and making many inquiries, Kassadin is basically sure that the culprit who caused the destruction of his hometown and the death of his wife and daughter was Malzaha...

Therefore, he vowed to avenge his wife and daughter, and destroy the "Void Prophet" who had assisted him, as well as the dark source of his power.

However, using a human body to compete against a guy who has acquired the power of the void is obviously an act of giving away a head.

Kassadin knew this very well, so he decided to arm himself, and protection was the first priority.

Shurima obviously does not have such craftsmanship, and the unique design of Piltover and Zaun can meet his needs.

This is also one of the main reasons why he came to Zaun.

After listening to this, Caitlin, who was touched by Kassadin's experience, had slightly rosy eyes.

As a detective, of course she could hear the false story told by this emotionally sincere middle-aged man.

Therefore, Caitlin turned to look at Li Lin, and pleaded for Kassadin: "Help him, Li Lin..."

If it's fighting evil, what if you help Kassadin build a set of extremely lethal power armor?

"Even if you don't tell me, I will do it." Li Lin sighed, and looked at Kassadin with a joyful expression on his face.

"Thank you so much!"

Kassadin got up quickly and wanted to bow deeply to Li Lin, but he was stopped in advance by him who reacted faster.

"There is no need for thanks and respect. I have also seen the legend of the void in books. Resisting it should be the common responsibility of the people of Runeterra."

Li Lin patted Kassadin's shoulder lightly, and continued: "I will build a power armor for you, just like the one on me...but it is not enough to deal with the void that can corrupt everything."

"Of course I know this, and I have to do some other things."

Kassadin frowned in thought, then gritted his teeth, "I know a healer from Ionia. She fled to Zaun to escape the war. I helped her a few years ago, and she still owes me a favor.

"After you help me make the armor, I will ask her to bless and enchant the armor...Of course, even this is not enough, I still need a weapon."

Caitlin interjected and said, "Li Lin's armor has a weapon system. If it's not enough, he can make new energy weapons for you, just like my laser sniper rifle..."

"Miss Caitlin, you still don't understand the horror of the void. Even if this energy weapon is effective against humans like the 'Prophet' who have gained the power of the void, in the face of the real void, energy will only become food for nourishing monsters. "

Li Lin on the side nodded, agreeing with Kassadin's statement.

He knew exactly what Kassadin's so-called "weapon" was.

It was the weapon of Horok, the great Ascended of Shurima thousands of years ago, the god warrior Horok - the blade of the underworld.

It was he who went deep into the void crack in Icacia, pierced the core of the void passage deep underground, and ended the protracted and heavy void war.

Not only that, but the Ascendant's weapon slew thousands of tricksters in the final days of the Shurima Empire.

When the empire was destroyed and Horok was betrayed to death by Nezuk, the tyrant of Ishtar, the Blade of the Underworld was buried with its owner in Horok's mausoleum.

It wasn't until the previous few years that Kassadin found it out of the mausoleum and sold it to treasure hunters.

And those treasure hunters sold the weapon to an alchemy baron in Zaun...

As Li Lin expected, Kassadin's eyes flashed a little dignified, and he expressed his thoughts:

"I will use the weapon of Horok, the warrior of the gods, and fight alongside it until I die."

(End of this chapter)