League of Legends Millennium Warlord

It was getting late, and the sun was about to set.

"Guru~"

"Sister, I'm so hungry."

Opening her eyes, Hina sat up from the bed clutching her drumming belly, only to find that her sister was already lying on the ground, face down and her nose shriveled.

"Yeah! Sister!"

Rolling over from the bed, Hina lifted Misha, who was about to faint from hunger, and shook her vigorously.

"Don't die, sister! Woo, sister, wake up!"

Her eyes turned with difficulty, and Misha, who had a red mark on her forehead, opened her mouth.

"Don't, shake... Now, I... I'm not dead..."

"Hina? Misha? Dad, I'm back! Hurry up and open the door~"

A man's familiar voice came from outside the door, causing the two little girls to jump up from the ground.

Misha pushed her sister away and opened the door first, staring at the sack behind Ziram, her eyes lit up, and a pure smile appeared on her face.

"Hina, Misha, did you stay in the house obediently?"

Ziram rarely showed the majesty of being a father, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face. Because he was holding the jar, he couldn't put his arms on his hips, and his majesty couldn't be raised.

Before the two little guys could respond to their father's question, the man happily closed the door, put down the water jar he was holding, and instructed.

"Dad will make something delicious for you. Be careful not to hit the jar."

"I know~ (*2

The two little girls knelt on the dirt floor in a baby-like posture,

Looking at the tattered clothes of the good daughters, and recalling the sackcloth on those warm friends in the morning, the man's nose was a little sore.

"Today Dad got two loaves of bread and a fish, enough for the two of you little guys, and Dad can get the food back tomorrow."

"Wow! Dad is amazing!"

Seeing Hina cheering and kissing Ziram's dirty cheek, Misha hesitated, and followed with a kiss to the other side.

Seeing the admiration in the eyes of his daughters, Ziram, whose eyes were a little sore and swollen, only felt that his injustice was not in vain at all, no matter how much suffering he suffered, it was worth it.

As long as he can make his two daughters live a good life, he is nothing if he is a bull and a horse, what's more, if he lives in the jade collar, maybe he doesn't need to be a bull and a horse...

"Actually, it's not that my father is great, it's that my father has met a real good person."

Light the hemp grass with flint, the branches in the cobblestone will burn quickly, then put the crock pot between the three cobblestones, just wait for the water to boil and put the kippers in, you can have a perfect meal Hot food.

"Good guy? Is it a good guy from Demacia? I remember Dad saying that my dad used to get his food from the good guys in Demacia."

Hina opened her eyes wide, looking at her father who seemed to have changed.

Recalling the Demacian soldier who killed the old **** in the morning, Ziram shook his head sadly.

"The people of Demacia are not good people. Dad saw it wrong before."

"Then Dad got so much food this time. Where did he get it?"

Misha followed her sister's words and asked. She was also very curious. It used to be a small piece of brown bread, but today it is two brown bread and a fish. The difference is too big.

There was one thing she didn't say. She suspected that the food was stolen by her father.

"It was given to Dad by the people from the jade collar. Dad helped the people from the jade collar work and build a house. They gave Dad food, and asked Dad to bring the food back to you two little guys. It's equivalent to Dad doing the work of one person. Took three people's share of food, they are all good people."

"Emerald collar? What is that? Is it a gem?"

Ziram was stunned for a moment, looked at the innocent Hina, and nodded subconsciously.

"Yes, the emerald collar is a green gem, it is the hope of Dad and Misha, Hina."

Misha heard something else.

"Then, Dad, who is the owner of the jadeite collar?"

"The... master of the jade collar?"

Thinking back on what he had experienced during the day, because he was so focused on food and investigating the reason for the Emerald Collar, Ziram found that he had forgotten the name of the Emerald Collar's owner that the Noxians and others had spoken about. The man was distressed. He scratched his messy head, suddenly embarrassed.

Taking advantage of others and not remembering their names, this is too inauthentic.

"Haha, they didn't say it. Will Dad ask and tell Misha tomorrow?"

"Okay~"

"Hina needs to know too!"

"Okay, Hina will know~"

Knowing that Zaohui's eldest daughter had been thinking about the Emerald Lord, Ziram kept this matter in mind.

"Haha, the soup is hot and the fish is boiling. Don't worry too much, or you will burn your mouth, eat the bread and drink the soup, wait for it to dry..."

Seeing the two daughters with more smiles and satisfaction on their faces, Ziram's face was also full of pride.

"Go early tomorrow, maybe come back early..."

……

Under the new policy, the Emerald Collar has undergone earth-shaking changes. Whether it is a Demacian or a Mombia, whether it is a refugee or a victim, there is a little more longing for life on his face, putting aside his previous identity. , and began to try to live as a territorial citizen of the emerald collar.

The premise of self-motivation is to have room for improvement. The fact is that as long as life can be better, no one will show their inertia unless most of the room for improvement has been lost.

The farmland and orchards on the north side are well-organized by the local people. Including the game in the northern mountainous area, the food output is enough to feed more than 1,000 people~www.readwn.com~ Now the population of Jade Land is less than 600. Under the order of the unified distribution of Sterling, most people can live a good life with enough food.

Rows of wooden houses in the western district were neatly lined up, and the military camp also had a general framework. The Black Iron Guards and Shadow Crossbowmen had already stationed in them, laying down their weapons and building their future homes under the guidance of the building masons.

There are also a lot of workshops in the south. In the case of priority construction, there are also two more blacksmith shops and bow and crossbow workshops. Due to the constraints of qualified craftsmen, the weapon workshop has now reached the limit that the jade collar can bear.

Regarding the matter of equipment building, Leicester appointed an elderly blacksmith named Christoll. Under the unity of the old blacksmith, more than a dozen blacksmiths formed the [War Workshop] and began to study the casting skills.

The blacksmiths also led dozens of young apprentices who were willing to learn casting skills, allowing the apprentices to start their iron smelting career, and teaching the blacksmith apprentices to try to practice casting some simple agricultural tools.

Near the foot of the Silver Mountains, Leicester sent people to take over the mines left by the Mumbia people, and found copper, iron and tin mines in the mines, and most importantly, in the mines farther south. There are a lot of silver mines deep in the mining area.

Such a result made Lester sigh that the land of Emerald Collar is indeed a treasure of feng shui, but I don't know why it will become barren in the future.

Everything is booming. Some pregnant women have given birth to new lives. The jade collar shows a unique vitality and breath, which makes the residents of the jade collar have a little more sense of belonging to this beautiful and fertile land. , and naturally also have a strong sense of gratitude and reverence for Leicester who brought it all.

Opening his eyes from the empty bed, on this day, Lester decided to give himself a day off.