The Legend of Valoran Heroes of the League of Legends

Chapter 191
"Galen, find Brogrand's blacksmith shop, you have to tell me where Ahri is, don't lie to me this time!"

"Little Treasure, are you sure you know where that...uh, Blacksmith Brogrand is?"

"Of course!"

"Then what did you say just now that you don't know who he is?"

"I don't know who he is."

"Then you just said you know where he is!"

"I know his daughter!"

"That little girl you said was... Bobby?"

"Yes."

"Then how do you know Bobby and not her father?"

"She's much more famous than his father."

"..."

"Hey, by the way, Galen, are you a Demacian?"

"correct."

"Then you should have heard her story."

"what?"

"Haven't you heard of a little loli who carries a hammer twice her height every day and clamors to find a 'Demacia hero' every day?"

"Maybe the place where I live is relatively remote. I really haven't heard of it."

"No one among us yordles knows that she will go to Demacia almost every once in a while to find a right owner for the big hammer called the 'Holy Hammer' passed down in their family. But Everyone said that their family's legend is a lie, but she just didn't believe it and insisted on it."

"And then, did she find it?"

"How could it be possible to find it? Didn't I just say that we Yordles all said that the legend of their hammer was a lie, but their family didn't believe it. However, after so many years, she Sledgehammer has done a lot of good deeds in Demacia, and he has been conferred a title by the royal family of Demacia!"

"Ah? No, what's your name?"

"It seems to be called Bender's ambassador to Demacia. It is said that he is still a hero! But Bobby didn't go there for this title. Anyway, she is still going on until now. She happened to be in the city during this time. Here, maybe we can see her later."

"Wow, the title of hero! That's what I've been pursuing!"

"Then maybe you and Bobby can borrow her hammer and use it."

"Uh, but having said that, I seem to be here to repair my sword, why did it become a hammer?"

"It's what you want to ask yourself!"

"Well, is her home here yet?"

"Hurry up, it's just ahead, it'll be here in a while, don't forget to tell me where Ari is."

"Wait until my sword is repaired."

"..."

The tall Galen and the short Little Treasure walked on the streets of Bandle City's trade zone, and they were very eye-catching. Both humans and yordles were very interested in this strange combination.

Of course, Galen never cared about the same gazes from others.

As for Xiaobao?

So people who fart, if their psychology is not strong enough, can they still fart?
No, the bouncing little treasure tripped over a stone and fell a bit of shit, but he got up immediately, stroked the little hair on his head, and then vigorously followed On Garen.

Not long after, Galen and Little Treasure stood at the door of a deserted shop. The desolate wind picked up a few dead leaves scattered on the courtyard that hadn't been cleaned in a long time, blowing up behind Galen's buttocks, and then It fell on Xiaobao's head.

Looking at the hot shops around him, and then at this deserted shop, Galen couldn't help but lower his head and ask Xiao Bao beside him, "Xiao Bao, are you sure this is here? Why doesn't it look like it?"

"It's here, you can't go wrong."

"So are we going in now?"

"Are you still repairing your sword?"

"Fix! Of course we have to fix it!"

"Then why don't you hurry up and tell me where Ahri has gone, and then hurry in by yourself?"

"You won't go in with me? I won't tell you if you don't go!"

"You! You lied to me again!"

After all, Galen smiled innocently and walked straight into the shop.

Little Treasure stamped his foot in despair, pointing at Galen's back, speechless for a long time, but helpless, in order to know Ahri's whereabouts, he had no choice but to follow.

Walking into this shop, Galen couldn't help shivering. Unlike the previous blacksmith shop, which was in full swing, this blacksmith shop actually had a bit of coolness.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" Galen called loudly.

The thick voice echoed throughout the shop, and even some accumulated dust was shaken off by the sound, which dazzled Galen's eyes and dirty Xiaobao's curly hair.

"It seems that no one is here." Xiao Bao muttered as he cleaned his dusty hair.

"Could it be that you made a mistake, this place doesn't look like a blacksmith's shop either."

"How is it possible? I was beaten by Bobby when I was a child. I often come here to complain to her father!"

"Then you still say you don't know her father!"

"I didn't know his father's name was Brogrand!"

"..."

"Which bastard is called Lao Tzu's name!"

While Galen and Xiaobao were chatting, a voice that was rougher than Galen's voice came from inside the shop: "Who said you want to sue, and what do you want to sue! Here is the blacksmith shop, the blacksmith Shop! It’s not a court to judge right and wrong!”

A yordle who was even bigger than the blacksmith boss just now came out of the shop with a wine bottle. He took a sip and shouted, "What are you doing? Live, if yes, get out as soon as possible."

"Boss, my sword is broken, can you help me see it."

"What broken sword?"

"The sword forged by the Lieyang tribe!"

"Yes, bring it here and let me see."

Galen handed over the epee, Brogrand held the edge of the epee with one hand, and took it over!

Under Galen's surprised gaze, Brogrand lightly dropped the epee, and the whole sword turned upside down in the air, easily grasping the hilt.

puff!
Brogrand sprayed the sword with a sip of wine, and the wine looked like pitch black ink on the sword, but Brogrand didn't think so, he saw the extremely fine lines on the sword through the refraction of the wine.

"This sword is not bad."

Brogrand raised his head, pointed his sword at Galen, and said with a smile, "Boy, do you want to fix it?"

"Of course, that's why I came to you."

"It seems that your strength should not be small." Brogrand took a sip of wine, looked at Galen and said slyly.

"what?"

After a while, some sounds that a blacksmith's shop should have finally came from this deserted blacksmith's shop.

"Hurry up, brat, the stove won't be able to burn red if you're so slow."

Brogrand, holding a hammer, stood on the hearth, hammered hard on the hearth, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up! The power system of the automatic blower is broken, we can only rely on manpower!"

"I'm already working hard!" Galen, who was stepping on the power wheel of the bellows, roared while shaking the turntable hard.

"Hurry up!!"

"Yes!"

Gritting his teeth, Galen accelerated the speed of shaking the turntable.

"Galen, it's fine if you didn't tell me where Ahri went!"

Little Treasure, who was shaking the turntable with Galen beside Galen, cried with a sad face: "But...but why do I even have to pull the bellows together!"

　Poor little treasure~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)