my name is blitz

The land of Valoran, the city-state of Demacia, the Tavern of Chivalry and Tenderness.

"What is a real warrior?"

When Britz asked the above questions humbly, Galen, Xin Zhao, Barbarian King and Jarvan who were sitting at the table were all slightly stunned.

"Hmm...a real warrior..." Xin Zhao thought carefully while touching his chin, and carefully put forward his own point of view: "It should be a hero who has gone through many battles and survived the trials of iron and blood."

"Hey, it's too general and unrealistic to believe what you said. These days, how can you fight so many wars—" Jiawen scoffed at his friend's point of view, and then stretched out his hand to slap his chest ring:

"Let me tell you, a real warrior has to look like a warrior—ah, he has to look good, so that people will be in awe when they see it. Bu, look at my gorgeous shape, how can I It's not done casually... for the purpose of crushing the opponent first in terms of aura and appearance on the battlefield—"

As he said that, he also proudly showed a few people the shining golden armor and helmet on his body - the majestic prince of Demacia. Naturally, the problem of image should not be too negligent and casual.

"What's so great about having to wear a pair of armor all day long, isn't it still a team fight every time..." Galen on the side looked down on Jiawen again, then straightened his face, coughed and said to Blitzcrank :

"Bu, I heard from your brother that a real fighter should be able to deal damage, handle damage, know how to support gank, and not cheat teammates. He can be competent in every position, let the opponent give up, and let the teammates feel at ease. These things I’m the best at it, if you’re interested, I’ll definitely teach you—that’s right! Speaking of which, we haven’t finished talking about training costs last time, how are you thinking about it?…”

"Rely on Galen, you still don't give up—"

"Hey, that's fine, you guys, stop talking nonsense!" The barbarian king Tryndamere slapped the table hard, interrupting the discussion that was about to get off topic, and then his eyes fell back on Blitzcrank, carelessly road:

"Brother Blizzards, don't listen to these boys fooling around. A real warrior must be like me, the barbarian king. No matter how many enemies and opponents he faces, he can kill him without fear. Seven in and seven out are still strong." Just fall!"

"The barbarian king has you... Isn't it just that he can last for five seconds with a big move, and he has to stop and run away after the time is over--" Jiawen said, and then pushed the chair away and stood up amidst a burst of clattering: "Okay, stop talking nonsense with you guys, I'm going on a date with Kaitlyn~"

As if awakened by Jiawen's words, Galen also stood up together and said happily: "Then I'm going to see my dear Katerina—"

"Hey, Galen, how many times have you been rejected in your confession? Grandma's perseverance really looks like a true warrior..."

The barbarian king who was sitting comfortably at the table gloated and made fun of his misfortune, but then he seemed to remember something, and his expression suddenly changed:

"Damn it, it's too bad, I promised to accompany my wife to go shopping today, if I can't catch up with time! No, my wife is going to get mad, brothers, I'll take a step first—"

At the same time as the voice fell, the barbarian king directly lifted the table and rushed out of the tavern like a whirlwind.

There was a crackling sound, and the ground of the tavern was in a mess. Galen and Jiawen looked at each other in blank dismay:

"Hey, Kaitlyn must be waiting impatiently."

"Well, I'll hurry up and send the newly written love letter to Katerina."

The next moment, the two also disappeared into the tavern like lightning.

"Hey, that's...all gone?" Xin Zhao looked around, holding up the spear with a depressed expression on his face: "They are all with girls, I'd better practice my jungler—" After finishing speaking, he flickered He walked out the door in a flash.

"I'm going to you bastards - eat Bawang's meal again, don't pay for it, and smash my table!? No one can run away this time! -"

Hearing the sound, Ezreal, the shopkeeper who came out of the tavern counter, saw the messy and chaotic scene on the ground in front of him, his eyes were tearing apart, and he went into a state of berserk on the spot, an arcane leap flashed out of the door, and chased him away in a rage.

For a moment, only Britz was left staring blankly at the partners who had all disappeared before him in an instant. The system processing core in Yuanyuan's head hadn't turned around yet:

"Why... just... all left?"

"I still... don't know... what is... a real... warrior..."

And at this moment, a deep voice with a bit of vicissitudes sounded in its ears:

"A real warrior, his strength is not based on his gorgeous appearance or his skills on the battlefield."

"It depends on whether you have the heart of a warrior—"

Who is speaking?

Blitz subconsciously followed the prestige, but saw in the corner of the tavern, a man wearing an eye patch and a helmet was sitting and drinking alone, and the words just now came from his mouth.

"master Yi?"

"Brother Abu, come and sit with us if you're interested." Master Yi, the Wuji Swordsman, raised his wine glass and signaled to Britz.

Britz sat down honestly as he said, and then humbly asked the other party for advice:

"Master Yi... May I ask... what is... the heart of a warrior...?"

Master Yi, who showed half of his face under the blindfold and helmet, showed an unfathomable smile, but he was not in a hurry to answer Britz's question, but after taking another sip from the wine glass, he placed With the demeanor of an expert pointing out the maze, he said leisurely:

"The so-called warrior's heart means that you have a strong belief in your heart and the determination to protect the things you cherish seriously."

"The...determination to protect...things..."

"Yes, it is the belief and determination to protect things."

Seeing that Blitz seemed to understand but half understood, Master Yi simply gave another example:

"Look, for example, the explorer Ezreal, what he values ​​most now is the 'Heroic Tenderness' tavern he opened. Whoever destroys or eats the king's meal and damages the interests of his tavern, he will Fighting with someone—this is the determination and belief that he has to guard the tavern. But of course, there is still a certain gap between this kind of guardian belief and the guardian of the real warrior's heart, but that's probably what it means , can you understand a little bit?"

"Probably... I understand... a little..."

Britz nodded in a ignorant manner, and then asked another question curiously:

"Master Yi...what is the...thing you guard...?"

"Me?" Master Yi was startled when he heard that, and then he glanced at the beloved sword that he carried close to his body, and replied: "What I want to protect is naturally my Tao of Wuju, and to inherit and pass it down, this is my sword." It is something that is pursued and guarded all one's life."

……

"In short, the heart of a warrior is actually the heart of protection."

After drinking the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, Master Yi stood up from the table, lowered his head and looked down at Britz sitting on the chair, his inscrutable tone became a little solemn:

"Brother Abu, if you want to become a real warrior, you must first work hard to find and think about the treasure you really want to protect."

"When you have found something that you really want to protect, and you have strengthened your determination to pay all the price for it without any hesitation or complaint, then allow me to congratulate you. Because by then, you will have already Possess the guardian heart of a warrior."

"At that time, you can be counted as a real fighter!"

After saying the last sentence, Master Yi, the Everlasting Swordsman, put down his wine glass, and left without a trace of vulgarity.

Not long after, I heard a shocking roar from a distance outside the tavern:

"Damn Master Yi, you dare to sneak away without paying while I'm not here, and you stop for me too!!——"

……

Have you found...the thing...that you really want...to protect...

On such a sunny afternoon, after listening to Master Yi's teachings in the tavern, Blizzard was only half-knowledgeable and ignorant. At this time, he had no clue about finding what he wanted to protect.

Until... the last tragic battle between the Valoran Continent and the invaders from the Dark Continent was like an epic battle.

Until... that scene that was so tragic and desolate enough to make the strong man cry——

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Stayed up all night until now at 5am. .Super tired, the next chapter is even harder to write. .I'm worried that I'm not strong enough to write well... Forget it, I'll go to bed first... This chapter is scheduled to be automatically released at 9 o'clock, and then I will have a rough meal at noon, and I will notify you of the update time when I come back in the afternoon. . .

ps: Thanks to 687965841694, elementary school student sect, king of bread, blast leaves, woolen o(n_n)o, じ☆逸☆ students for their rewards~