Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 149 I am the ruler of the desert, come to find the royal bloodline

Inside the most luxurious hotel in the inner city of Vikola.

Li Lin, Kassadin, Sivir and the girl sat around an old round table.

The girl was wearing a traditional Shurima red robe. The fur collar woven with precious fur circled around the collar of the robe. The inside was lined with a purple shirt. Under the tight-fitting brown trousers, she wore a A pair of sandproof travel boots that are essential for walking in the desert.

After some understanding, the girl's name was Taliyah, and she had just returned to Shurima from Ionia recently, and followed a kind caravan from Belgun through the Great Fort to Kennesser.

After that, she continued to go south along the river called "Mother of Life" in the desert, and finally came to Vikola.

Taliyah was going to exchange all her gold coins for various supplies here, and then set off to return to her weaver tribe.

Unexpectedly, she was lost in thought because she missed her parents and other members of the tribe on the way, and happened to collide with Li Lin.

Now that they met, Li Lin would naturally not let this girl whose fate was intertwined with Sivir's in the original world line go away.

Accompanied by Kassadin's and Sivir's strange eyes, Li Lin took the girl who had obviously never held a coming-of-age ceremony to the tavern for dinner on the grounds of "apology".

Long before the food arrived, Sivir was curious about the little girl's journey to Ionia.

In terms of time, her trip to the First Land should have coincided with the Noxus invasion.

Why did a little girl from the weaver tribe run to the far side of the Watcher's Sea, far away in Ionia, alone?
Asked by Sivir, Taliyah lowered her melancholy face and told her own experience.

She awakened the magical talent of weaving rocks when she was in the tribe, but there was no qualified teacher in the tribe who could teach her how to control the blessing of the "Mother Weaver".

In order not to hurt the people in the tribe, Taliyah left alone, heading west towards Mount Targon, and trained herself to communicate with the rock.

However, a group of Noxian soldiers in the northern border of Shurima lied to her that the empire would find a mentor for her, and she was dragged to the Immortal Bastion by the commander very innocently.

Later, under the promise and temptation of an officer, Taliyah was taken to the front line of Ionia by a warband in an attempt to let her use her abilities to massacre the Ionians.

She refused, and was thrown overboard by the officer into the raging Warden Sea.

Fortunately, after a long drift, Taliyah survived to the frigid mountains of northern Ionia.

While there, she met a qualified mentor, a ronin warrior who could control the wind with his blade.

After his training for a period of time, she finally realized her wish and gradually controlled her own power, and then she bid farewell to him and set off to return to Shurima.

Everyone listened to Taliyah, with varying degrees of emotion in their hearts.

"Noxians can't be trusted. When I was a desert guide and escorted a caravan, I hated dealing with Noxus the most." Kassadin said in a muffled voice.

Immediately afterwards, Sivir also answered with an unhappy expression: "Hmph, Noxus is a bunch of disgusting bastards!"

She touched her lower back subconsciously.

Even though the wound had healed under the effect of the water of life, not even a scar was left.

But the appearance of Cassiopeia's dagger and the numbness and severe pain that filled her body at that time are still unforgettable.

If Li Lin hadn't said that Cassiopeia had been killed by him with an energy weapon, there wouldn't even be a body left behind.

Sivir must hunt her down to the ends of the earth, and then crush this bastard to ashes!

As the waiters came and went, the dull, slightly greasy wooden table in front of them was filled with freshly baked meat, bread, oatmeal and cheese.

Of course, in this scorching desert city, a glass of expensive cold beer worth dozens of silver sands is also essential.

The girl with a slightly restrained expression and behavior looked at a table of home-style delicacies, and her throat could not help but twitch.

"Eat what you want, you're welcome." Li Lin, who opened his mask, looked at the girl and said with a smile.

"This, this is too expensive..."

It had been at least two years since Taliyah had eaten the delicacies of her hometown.

But she knew very well that there were not a few or a dozen gold plates for the meals on this table, so she couldn't buy them at all.

Li Lin pushed a glass of Dasai's unique ice-flavored drink from the waiter to Taliyah, and smiled.

Before he could speak, Sivir on the side unceremoniously grabbed a third of the front leg of a sand dune sheep that had been chopped up and gnawed on it, muttering at the same time:
"You don't need to be polite to this guy, he is a craftsman of a big family in Picheng, and he has money in his hand..."

"Craftsman?" Taliyah raised her thin eyebrows slightly, showing a surprised expression, "Is it similar to the weavers of our tribe?"

"The weavers of Shurima weave silk and cloth, while the artisans of Piltover study hextech."

As Kassadin explained, he pointed to the power armor on himself and Li Lin, as well as the four floating machines floating in mid-air outside the tavern.

"These are the Hex technologies, all invented by Li Lin."

Taliyah narrowed her light brown eyes slightly, and was stunned by Kassadin's words, "Wow~~! This is too..."

She really couldn't find a word to describe this exquisite and complicated armor, and then she blushed and lowered her head, "Hug, sorry...I'm so excited."

This kind of pure and flawless girl can always involuntarily influence the people around her and arouse people's desire for protection.

Li Lin, Kassadin, and even Sivir, who had his mouth full of food, was devouring it, and had no royal aristocratic demeanor at all, had a gleam of warmth in their eyes.

Li Lin put two pieces of cheese-coated bread and some grilled lamb on a plate with a tong, and pushed it in front of Taliyah.

"Eat quickly." He whispered first, and then muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "I can't enjoy this rich food a few times..."

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Beside the cracked earthen city wall in the west of Vikola, a huge figure almost level with the battlements stepped over a pile of collapsed sun-dried earth brick fragments.

His whole body was hidden under a rag robe, and he held a "scepter" wrapped in cloth strips with a broad head in his hand.

Accompanied by the shining of the sun above the head, a fleeting golden light was refracted under the robe from time to time.

After traveling for more than ten nights, Nasus finally arrived at Vikola, where astrology guided him to come.

In fact, with his physique of a god warrior reinfused with the power of the sun disc, he could arrive here earlier.

However, Nasus didn't want to face the sun very much, and didn't want the nomads in the Great Fort to notice him, so he only chose to travel at night.

Along the way, he heard many rumors about the "Desert Butcher" who went mad in the desert, and he knew that it was his younger brother Renekton.

Although Nasus didn't know why his brother fell into madness, at this moment he still resisted the thought of looking for Renekton.

He has more pressing tasks to do.

Returning to Vikola again after thousands of years, Nasus's thoughts were chaotic and his heart was mixed.

He strode through an arch made of ashlar stones, and looked up carefully.

This kind of quality and appearance of buildings is just a poor imitation of the glory days of the empire.

Nasus thought, then glanced at him.

On the side of the road, a peddler was filling green glass bottles with muddy water from a copper contraption with a wheel.

Noticing the huge shadow cast by the sun on the ground, the peddler raised his head with a smile on his face, "I'll give you water... eh?"

Half of his words got stuck in his throat, and he was frightened by the big guy who was nearly 3 meters tall in front of him.

From time to time there would be vastayas with different appearances in the desert, but even the flesh-toothed beasts he had seen were relatively strong, and they were not as tall as the man in front of him.

"Do you... want water? It's fresh, I just brought it from the River of Life today..."

"This arch bridge was built by the exiled artisans of Icacia." Nasus said in a deep and deep voice, "Your stall was placed among a group of ghosts."

The vendor's face paled a little, and his back could not help but stick to the cold stone wall behind him.

He also thought that the big man didn't like his stall in this place.

"Excuse me, I didn't know that..."

"You mortals have long forgotten the past. I built the Great Library to prevent the decline of these memories... Unfortunately, after the fall of Shurima, it did not play its due role."

Or maybe I didn't fulfill my responsibilities and obligations...

Nasus' voice grew a little sullen.

But after thinking about it, the bitter memories of the past finally turned into a heavy sigh.

"Forget it... the reincarnation of life and death is endless, and the fate of the Shurima Empire will also enter a new beginning." He couldn't help snorting, "The premise is to find the blood of the royal family."

The peddler listened to Nasus talking to himself, and the original panic in his heart gradually turned into consternation.

As a breeze blew through the robes of the burly man before him, he caught a glimpse of a face only recorded in legends, through the sunlight through the hole in the roof.

"You, you are...the lost son of the desert, Nasus?!" The peddler couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

"Lost?" Nasus shook his head. "Someone is more lost than I am."

He paused for a while, staring straight at the peddler in front of him with eyes shining scarlet in the shadow of the hood.

"I am the governor of the desert, and I came to find the royal blood... Have you ever heard any rumors?"

　Thanks Zifeiyu An Zhiyu i, oh for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)