LOL: The days of cultivating immortals in Rune Continent

Chapter 128 The King of Ideas’ Plan
In the Freljord at night, everything is silent. The biting cold and darkness make it inconvenient to move in the Freljord at night.

But not all places are dark, like where Sanya is now.

The warm bonfire lit up the surroundings, dispelling the cold, bringing warmth and light. Men, women, young and old, warriors and priests of the Winter Claw tribe all walked out of the houses and shouted happily around the bonfire.

Sanya sat with his mother, holding a grilled fish in his hand. To Sanya, the fish tasted particularly good, coated with the seasoning he got from the trading post, with a light salty taste.

"Mom, I just met Mother Zhan." Sanya whispered to his mother beside him while eating grilled fish.

Mallord was stunned at first, then turned to look at Sanya in fear and asked, "Did you make Mother Zhan unhappy?"

"No! Zhan Mother, Zhan Mother is very good, Zhan Mother is not such a stingy person." Sanya retorted. Thinking back to what happened before, it was hard for Sanya to reconcile the rumored brutal Winter's Wrath with the figure who helped her block the wind and protect her.

Warmother Sejuani...is a very warm person.

"You'd better behave yourself. This is not the River Ice Clan. Since we have come to the Winter Claw, we must abide by the rules of the Winter Claw!" Mallord said seriously to little Sanya.

The little girl nodded vigorously, then she raised her head and looked at the campfire in front of her.

Sanya actually wanted to squeeze in and join in the fun, but that was not possible because that was a place only high-ranking tribal warriors and priests could go.

Amidst the laughter and cheers, Sanya vaguely saw a head of white hair and a cold face.

Then, the Winter Claw warriors suddenly became chaotic.

It started from the area closest to the campfire and suddenly spread to Sanya's side.

The roar of the people made Mallord subconsciously protect Sanya.

"Who! Get out here!"

"Everyone grab your weapons, someone's sneaking in!"

Mumu stood at the place closest to Sejuani, below the high platform, and shouted: "How dare you! Which tribe are you from? How dare you barge in during the Winter's Wrath Festival!"

Swinging the mace, Mumu rushed towards the figure.

The huge mace smashed towards the figure that suddenly appeared, but the next moment, everyone was stunned.

The dark figure just raised his hand slightly, and a golden chain appeared out of thin air, wrapping around the mace and Mumu's body, locking her tightly in mid-air.

"!"

On the high platform, Sejuani slowly stood up upon seeing this. Without her armor and helmet, she looked like a cold big sister next door.

But as Sejuani walked down the stairs step by step, her aura became stronger and stronger, until finally, Sejuani walked in front of the man in black robe.

"Mage?"

"An unknown wizard from Noxus, greetings to the great Lord of Winter." The black-robed wizard bowed slightly, his voice so hoarse that it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

"Noxus? The country across the mountains? Oh, you came here for that man, right?" Sejuani suddenly smiled, she stretched out her hand and patted the black-robed man's shoulder.

But as soon as he made contact, the man in black robe turned into foam and escaped from Sejuani's hand. Then, he appeared in another corner.

"If you came here to redeem him, then I have to say that I will disappoint you. One of my troops easily defeated them, but he escaped. Now think about it... he should have died in the ice and snow?" Sejuani raised her hands, put her hands on her hips, and said to the black shadow.

"The Freljord is not for the weak, and you, the Noxians, are the weak."

"You seem to have misunderstood something, Lord of Winter Sejuani. I am not here for Darius. His life or death has nothing to do with me." The man in black robe said.

Sejuani smiled slightly, and a white fang was very conspicuous under her thin lips. She looked at the man in black robe and raised her right hand. The temperature around her suddenly dropped, and Sejuani's right hand had already grasped a pair of shackles.

At the end of the shackles and chains, a war hammer lightly touched the ground, instantly breaking the ice layer. Then, starting from the ground, a larger layer of ice appeared, directly freezing the surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters.

The black-robed man's feet were frozen by frost, covering his knees.

"If you don't have a good explanation, then you don't have to go back." Sejuani said to him calmly.

This kind of thing has happened to Sejuani quite often in recent years. Hostile forces always send assassins to assassinate her, and Noxus has also sent many of them. Although few of the people they sent were able to successfully reach Sejuani.

Therefore, Sejuani is very experienced in dealing with such matters.

"I bring good news, Lord of Winter." said the man in black robe.

"explain."

“Go southwest, across the rolling glaciers, and you’ll find the richest country on that continent. To be honest, they’re very powerful, but compared to the mighty Winter’s Claw, they’re nothing.” The man in black robe said with a smile.

Sejuani frowned and asked, "That's it?"

"Isn't this enough? A weak country that is rich and has countless food, isn't this the best gift for the Winter Claw now?"

"I brought the best gift just for you."

"The best gift?" Sejuani narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Your country has a grudge against that country. They are hostile forces, right? You want to use my hand to help you deal with the enemy?"

"This is a win-win situation, Chief Sejuani." The man in black robe said without hesitation.

He went on to say: "We will also help you, and the resources we obtain, as long as you can take them away, will all belong to you."

"I can assure you that with just one trip, the Winter Claw will have enough food to last through several winters."

The man in black robe opened his arms and said to Sejuani with a smile.

Sejuani was silent. Then, she looked at the man in black robes and asked, "What is the name of this country?"

"Demacia."

"War Mother..." A soldier on the side couldn't help but speak.

This... is a conspiracy no matter how you look at it!
But Sejuani raised her hand, then she looked at the man in black robe and asked, "When do we set off?"

"Any time, Chief. With your speed, it shouldn't take more than a month to get from here to Demacia."

"The sooner the better. We will attack their allies first and ask them to send troops to support us. Then, you can take action."

"How do I know if you have any allies who are attacking Demacia?"

The man in black robe laughed loudly, and his hoarse voice disappeared, turning into a pleasant female voice.

With the laughter, the body of the man in black robe suddenly became illusory. Then, Sejuani couldn't help but take a step back, frightened.

Because the man in black robe split into two and became two.

They bowed simultaneously to Sejuani.

"I'll bring you news."

Sejuani closed her eyes, raised her head, and after a while, she blew a loud whistle.

A huge Juvask boar rushed out.

Sejuani rolled over onto Bristle's back and shouted, "Winter's Claw!"

"Yes!"

The entire tribe responded to Sejuani's voice.

The next moment, on the dark ice field, sporadic flames were accompanied by terrifying sounds.

The attack...begins.

(End of this chapter)