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"I will also take in the furnace households who can't survive along the way," Ai Xixiang said to the long line of people. Those are all her tribesmen. "I will prove Sejuani that she is wrong."

"Well, I believe you." Chen Ce responded with a smile, "I will work with you to prove to her - Freljord needs unity."

Hearing this, Ai Xi paused for a moment, and then his eyes showed uncontrollable joy.

But soon, she asked in a slightly worried tone: "Then if... Sejuani firmly disagrees with my philosophy and we can never get back together, will you go to her side?" ...? As you said before, you came to Freljord to take care of your old friend's stepdaughter..."

"This won't happen." Chen Ce shook his head, with a very confident expression on his face. "She will finally understand that unity is the future of the Freljord."

This side answer made Ai Xi feel reassured, but it also failed to answer her question directly.

She was still somewhat worried.

Until Chen Ce leaned towards her again amidst the snickers of the female warriors.

Their hands were almost touching now.

"I'm going to be with you through this—and I'm going to be with you. Trust me, okay?"

"Eh..." Ai Xi was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face turned red.

"You...what did you suddenly say...how can a little boy say such things casually..."

The female warriors on the side laughed again.

The air is full of joy.

The tribe advanced for several days.

With plenty of food and clothing, the stove owners were able to move much faster, and Ashe didn't have to worry so much about being caught up by the pursuers behind her - in this vast snowy field, the people of the Frost Guard could only You can find them through a blanket search.

Basically nothing important happened in the past few days, and no victims in need of help were seen.

It wasn't until the evening of the fourth day that they saw a living person next to a snowy mountain - it was an icefield tavern.

There are no villages or towns nearby, only this shabby-looking but still huge tavern stands here.

This situation may seem surprising or even weird to outsiders, but it is a normal scene in Freljord - the Iceborne Tavern is like a "station" in other countries, a place that provides temporary resting place for travelers.

Ai Xi originally wanted to go around directly, but the frequent turns of some of the female warriors in the clan made her relent.

In this freezing Freljord, wine is the cheapest "heating tool".

Most Freljordians have been drinking since childhood, and it's been a long time since they drank.

Hmm... okay, actually Ai Xi herself wanted to drink a little bit - there were too many troubles recently, and she also wanted to use some alcohol to reminisce about the good times in the past.

"Okay, okay, stop looking." Ai Xi, who was walking at the back of the team, suddenly spoke. The female warriors who secretly looked at the tavern and drooled immediately put on serious expressions nervously.

But their war mother will say something next that will make them all excited:

"Stop looking, I'll just buy you some."

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!" The whole team cheered enthusiastically.

Ai Xi shook his head helplessly and called the logistics manager Ur to calculate the account carefully.

Their "escape team" of hundreds of people couldn't scrape together a single gold coin, and the only things they could use to buy alcohol were materials of equivalent value - food or clothing, which were all hard currency in Freljord.

I really regret not searching their bodies when they defeated the Children of Ice Tribe before... They must have kept all the valuable things on themselves, not even a single steel penny was found in the warehouse...

The two of them gathered together and counted for a long time, and in the end they only took out a box of daily necessities that were not of much use.

"These..." Ur scratched his head in embarrassment, "probably only enough to exchange for half a barrel of the cheapest low-quality bar...?"

"That's true..." Ai Xi also showed a helpless smile, "It doesn't matter, you can buy as much as you can - I won't drink, you can share the drinks."

"What's the matter? You fought so hard to get these back -"

"Ur."

"Hey...you do this every time..."

"It's just that I don't like drinking." Ai Xi patted the other party's shoulder with relief, "Really."

Hearing this, even if Ur knew that the other party was "lying", it would be hard to say anything else.

But just when she was about to push a box of supplies to exchange for wine, Chen Ce suddenly stood up.

"If you want to buy a drink... let me go."

"Huh? You?" Ur didn't react at all.

"If you go there, I'm afraid you will expose the tribe's whereabouts - if the Frost Guards catch up after a while, they will know we have been here and where we are going when they ask the people in the tavern, but if it is me, an outsider You can avoid this problem by going.”

As he said that, Chen Ce pointed at his face, which clearly didn't look like a native of Freljord.

"That's right." Ur nodded appreciatively and immediately pushed the box of supplies over. "Then I'll trouble you, Zhan Mu's little boyfriend."

"Ur...!" Ai Xi obviously couldn't hear this joke.

Chen Ce didn't mind much, smiled and walked directly to the tavern - without even taking the box.

"Hey! Box!" Ur shouted quickly.

"It's okay, no need." Chen Ce waved his hands with his back to the two of them.

"Do you have gold coins?" Ur's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ai Xi asked with some worry: "Didn't you say before that everything on your body was washed away by the avalanche? What are you going to do..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Chen Ce still didn't turn around, and just walked away in the direction of the tavern.

"I can borrow money."

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The moment he pushed the door open, Chen Ce saw an extremely ugly face.

That's a troll.

He is also the owner of the tavern.

He is tall, ugly, and has a pair of narrow eyes that always seem to be secretly looking at others...a standard Freljord troll.

This "standard" sounds a bit like a stereotype, but it is actually an objective description of the trolls.

Chen Ce walked straight to the bar. None of the passing drinkers bothered to look up at him. Only a few strong women in the corner whistled frivolously - just like gangsters teasing girls elsewhere.

"You're pretty fair and tender. Are you interested in coming over and having a drink with your sister?"

"Looks like an outsider? Too thin."

"Although I prefer muscular men, it's nice to change things up once in a while...exotic, haha."

............

......

A series of comments were heard in the tavern, but Chen Ce turned a deaf ear to them all.

He sat in front of the bar and briefly glanced at the price list hanging on the wall - the words on it were crooked and difficult to decipher, but the numbers could still be read clearly.

"Bring me ten barrels of the wine at the bottom."

"Ten barrels?" The troll boss, who originally had a disdainful view of outsiders, immediately turned around and grinned a flattering smile - the dirt and saliva between his teeth had been hidden for who knows how long. The minced meat is clearly visible.

"Thirty gold coins, please pay now."

"Okay." Chen Ce didn't bargain and immediately took out one from his pocket...

Empty bag.

The troll boss's expression changed.

But just when he was about to ask the other party if he was here to cause trouble, a gold coin fell out of the dry and empty bag.

Then came the second one, the third one...

The sound of gold coins falling on the table was clear and sweet, and the troll boss almost smiled crookedly.

"Perfect magic show! Wonderful! So wonderful!" He praised it repeatedly like flattery, and then quickly added as if something suddenly occurred to him: "But this cannot be offset, so I will charge you thirty gold coins."

"It's a lot of money for you, hurry up." Chen Ce waved his hand indifferently.

In fact, this is certainly not magic.

But "magic".

A [skill] that he had always felt was useless and was just gathering dust.

【Future market】

You can "borrow" hundreds of gold coins at one time.

It finally came in handy.

After giving the money, Chen Ce took the empty bag back and waited quietly for the troll boss to bring him ten barrels of wine.

By the way, he also casually "eavesdropped" on the chats of other drinkers in the tavern - those who could sit and drink in the Icefield tavern were usually hunters, travelers, adventurers and the like, and they often had some control over them. Secret information.

He just relied on his extremely sharp five senses to eavesdrop for a long time.

Basically, it was all insignificant bounty information - for example, a wanted criminal wanted by the Frostguard appeared in the north, a Noxian ship came to the south, and there were clues to treasure in the east... ...and so on.

It's all useless information to you.

The troll boss also came out one after another carrying several barrels of wine, and Chen Ce was about to take the wine and leave.

But at this moment, another conversation caught his attention:

"You know, someone saw that terrible demon in the north some time ago..."

"Devil? You mean the one who slaughtered several villages before?"

"Yes, that's the one...I heard that it is probably on the Nerzayag side now, and I don't know if it will go south..."

"Hiss...that would be too scary..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Chen Ce almost instantly thought of a [Devil]——

The target that Raast is looking for.

The demon who wiped out Tryndamere.

The Destroyer who seeks to destroy the entire world.

Aatrox...

Darkin Sword Demon Aatrox...

"Excuse me--"

Bang-!

Chen Ce was about to spend some money to ask the two people what else they knew, but a rough knock on the door interrupted him.

Everyone turned to look around and saw that the door of the tavern had been smashed into a pile of sawdust.

An outrageously large figure stood by the door.

"Get out of here, you bitch and troll who sells fake wine!" The man pointed at the bar and roared.

He is more than two meters tall, with a wide body and a fat body. His arms are thicker than an ordinary person's thighs. He has a standard bald head, and a long and thick brown-red beard under his fierce square face.

"Get out of here!!" The strong man kicked over the table in front of him again, and the debris flying everywhere made the drinkers next to him quite dissatisfied.

The troll boss glanced at him with disdain, and straightened his stooped back - his height and dimensions were no smaller than his opponent's.

As a member of the troll clan, he is also a terrifying over two meters tall, and his tendons look even more fat than the fat man at the door.

"Get out of here before I stuff your bald donkey head into a wine barrel!"

"You stinky seller of fake wine, you dare to attack me?" The strong man at the door strode into the tavern, and a fierce battle was obviously inevitable.

The drinkers screamed strangely, looking forward to the start of this "drinking show".

Only Chen Ce's eyes twitched.

Because...he knows this strong man...

He is so familiar with this...

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