LOL: The days of cultivating immortals in Rune Continent

Chapter 158 Riven
"What? He's not done yet? He wants someone else?"

"Die, Rui, that little bastard, little bastard! I should have gone directly to Freljord and strangled him to death myself!"

Swain raised his head and looked at LeBlanc, whose defense had suddenly broken.

Leblanc was furious, her chest puffed up, and her mask flipped up a little due to her excessive movements, revealing her delicate white nose. She was still angrily saying, "Swain, are you going to agree to him?"

“What else? If Noxus wants to change, it must make sacrifices,” said Swain.

"Besides, Riven has no feelings for Noxus. Noxus has let her down. I wanted to use my actions to tell her that Noxus is different now, but it seems that I no longer have that chance."

"Rowan has a really good eye. I don't know how he knew that Riven is a strong fighter."

"She has never participated in any direct battle with Demacia. Not long after she joined the army, she was sent to Ionia. Logically, Rowan should not know her name, but now, he specifically asked for her." Swain thought.

And Leblanc yelled: "I don't care whether that white-haired woman lives or dies! I care about the second person he wants!"

“The second person?” Swain was stunned, then he understood.

Draven must have suddenly posted something again, and LeBlanc happened to see it.

"He, he, he actually wants me?" Leblanc pointed at herself.

“Your men? Who does he want?” Swain asked.

"Why should I tell you? No, why should I tell you?" Leblanc said angrily.

Swain stretched out his hand, and the bloody secret code extended and turned into a small claw, grabbing the Hextech transmitter. Swain took the Hextech transmitter back and then looked down at it.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up: "Rail, I know her."

"She was a little experiment in your lab, but didn't she escape? If she's already escaped, how can she still be yours?"

"She is mine!" Golden runes appeared behind Leblanc, making the dim room much brighter.

"Stop trying, I can't do anything to you, but you know you can't do anything to me either." Leblanc was furious, but Swain didn't care. He calmly put down the Hextech transporter, then took out a piece of white paper, picked up a pen and began to write on it.

When the time comes, this paper will be mailed to Luo Wen, and it will serve as a witness to the transaction between the two parties.

"." Leblanc fell silent, then the rune disappeared and she sat back down.

Then, LeBlanc looked at Swain and said in a deep voice: "Swain, Rell is very important to me, very important!"

"I understand. I know what you've been afraid of, and I also know what you've prepared these things for." Swain said without raising his head. His hand paused, and he changed his posture to continue writing. He continued, "On this point, Leblanc, our goals are the same. Although we restrain and hinder each other, I will not hinder you in dealing with Him."

“So what are you doing now?” LeBlanc looked at Swain’s writing hand.

"Rell is already on guard against you. No matter what you say now, she will no longer trust you. No, she no longer trusts Noxus. And regarding this matter, LeBlanc, you owe me an apology. Do you want me to continue?" Swain changed the subject and looked up at LeBlanc.

At this moment, his pupils turned extremely dark.

LeBlanc's laboratory. All the children who were sent there were transformed by LeBlanc. They all became emotionless puppets and lost their memories of the past.

Those children do not belong to LeBlanc, they belong to Noxus.

But now, Swain has no way to ask LeBlanc to give an explanation directly, but he will certainly remember this matter.

But in the adult world, some compromises have to be made.

LeBlanc was silent, because she could feel that if she talked back, Swain would use the power of the demon to dig deeper into her secrets, just like he had pulled her out of the shadow of Noxus.

So, knowing that she was in the wrong, LeBlanc put on her mask so that Swain could not see her expression.

"Give Rell to the School of War. Since you can't train her and gain her trust, maybe Rowan can. That child's personality is more suitable for Demacia."

"What if she really became a Demacian? She is a genius. I have found many children with her abilities over the past few hundred years, but none of them has her talent. Controlling iron is simple, but her ability is not as simple as controlling iron."

"That's your fault too," Swain said. After thinking for a while, in order to avoid Leblanc getting involved and making things worse, Swain said, "And Rowan is not an ordinary person. I suspect he has the same power as me. He knows a lot of things, so maybe Rowan also knows about Him."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked for Rell by name, right? Few people in Noxus know her name. Everyone just sees her as a monster, a monster riding an iron horse."

"Okay, anyway, this time, I can make concessions, but if the final situation is different from what you said, then even if it means sending the entire Noxus to hell, I will seal Him again." LeBlanc stood up and said, and without waiting for Swain to answer, she disappeared on the spot.

Swain, who was left behind, just wrote quietly. It was really inconvenient to write with one hand.

His voice also remained in the small room.

"You can't do it."

Swain said.

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Ionia, the land recovered after the defeat, but no matter how it was restored, it lost some of its spirituality and vitality.

Raising her strong arm to wipe the sweat from her cheek, the woman in the sweatshirt looked up and squinted her eyes. Above her pair of orange eyes were white eyebrows and tied up white hair.

Her small face has delicate and upright features, especially her nose, which has a high bridge, making her look very heroic.

"Riven, that's enough, you should go and rest." A voice sounded from a distance. It was a man who was a resident of this village.

Riven looked at the other party, showed a beautiful smile, shook her head and said: "It doesn't matter, I will try to finish plowing all the farmland today."

"This is my sin, Malu. I need to atone for my actions."

"Guilt? That was true in the past, but now, no one will blame you. You have proved yourself with your actions, Riven. You are now a part of us, and you have done enough for us." The man in the distance said.

Riven is a Noxian who surrendered herself, but the Ionians did not let the hatred continue, because even if they killed Riven, they could not bring the dead Ionians back to life. This is not because they have forgotten the hatred, but because they chose to use hatred to warn themselves and make themselves stronger.

Moreover, the elders saw Riven's regret, so the locals chose to let Riven live, but she needed to pay the price for her actions.

That is, to repair Ionia's wounds.

Riven did a great job. Although she was a girl, her physical strength and power far exceeded that of many men. In just three months, she cultivated a lot of farmland, which also changed the local people's views of her.

People cannot decide when they are born.

But people can decide their own direction.

The direction Riven chose is exactly the same as the one chosen by the Ionians: to live in peace.

As a result, the locals no longer hated Riven, but regarded her as a part of the place. Riven also successfully integrated into a family and became the adopted daughter of a man named Asa.

Although a lot of things were missing, at the same time, Riven also regained a lot.

But she was always uneasy.

Ionia is merciful, but what about Noxus?

Having been born there since she was a child, she knew very well that if the Noxians knew that she was still alive, they would definitely come looking for her and the sword in her hand.

Therefore, Riven always felt that she would leave Ionia.

But before leaving, she has more to do.

Take responsibility for your own mistakes.

for myself
And for Daddy.

(End of this chapter)