Lone Wolf of the Freljord

Chapter 41 Lost

"Lux, hurry up."

Lux looked up, and a tall blond woman was urging her unhappily.

"Aunt Tiana." Lux held a wolf's tail grass in her hand and said sadly, "I'm tired, my feet hurt."

Tiana didn't condone Lux: "You came here wearing sandals, and you have to bear the consequences for it."

"But the shoes are beautiful, and I want my great-grandfather to see them."

"Grandfather Fosse Ian was a great hero, and he wanted to see the strength of his children and grandchildren, not a pair of sandals."

Lux couldn't understand what her aunt was saying. She stretched out her hands and prayed pitifully for her to carry her away.

"I won't hold you, you will be ten years old this year, and you are no longer a child." Tiana said sternly, "Your brother has already gone to the Fearless Pioneer to train and is preparing to become a glorious Demacia. Soldier, you have to teach me to be strong and be responsible for your actions."

After speaking, Tiana stepped away, leaving only Lux standing there blankly.

Lux angrily threw the wolf's tail grass to the ground, squatted down with her face in her hands, and looked at the ants on the ground in distress.

"The tomb of the great grandfather is so far away, I thought the tomb of the great hero would have a beautiful temple and a flat marble road, but it turned out to be all these broken old roads, and the nasty bracken stumbling... Fosborough hates death now..."

Lux touched her ankle, she didn't lie to her aunt, the straps of the sandals had worn through her flesh, and she would have blisters if she walked further.

Lux felt the wound in distress, and she began to regret wearing sandals to climb the mountain.

A warm cluster of light flowed out from Lux's palm, and the warm yellow light fell on her ankle. The comfortable feeling drove away the pain, and the red and worn areas on her feet quickly returned to their original shape, becoming smooth and white.

But Lux was not happy. On the contrary, she looked at the light emerging from her palm in panic, and hurriedly clenched her fist to make the light disappear, but the faint light still leaked from between her fingers.

"No, I can't let the family see it." Lux looked ahead. The relatives of the Crown Guard family continued to climb the mountain road far away. Aunt Tiana was the closest to her, standing dozens of meters away. She didn't seem to notice the mutation in the little girl Lux.

"Laxana! If you don't leave, I'll leave you here!" Tiana reprimanded loudly.

"I..." Lux hurriedly stood up, hiding her leaking hands behind her, "My stomach hurts! I'll go get my hands off!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Aunt Tiana to reply, Lux hurried into the forest beside the road and escaped.

Lux didn't know how far she ran, but she ran in one direction for a long time, making sure that she was out of sight of her family.

Lux was panting against a tree, looking nervously at her hand, the light kept emerging from her palm, warm and dazzling.

"Please, disappear." Lux looked at the light in her body and begged, "Please."

But Lux's prayer didn't work, and the other palm also showed light.

"No..." Lux anxiously wanted to disperse the light, but the more anxious she was, the more intense the light became.

"Flying Wings...Ms. Veil...Anyone is fine, save me..." Lux called out the god's name, but to no avail.

Lux finally gave up. If she disappeared for too long, the family would definitely be anxious.

But she didn't want to go back with these two groups of lights, she didn't want to see the eyes of her family again.

Painful and fearful eyes.

Lux lowered her shoulders helplessly, she had to go back.

Lux walked forward along the road that came when she came, the gloomy forest was layered upon layers, and the road was covered with dead leaves. Countless bushes that Lux didn't recognize stained her white dress, but she didn't care about her dress now. What she was worried about was how she should face her family.

"Woooo!" A shrill cry came, and Lux ​​was startled and fell directly to the ground.

When she looked up, it was just a white-faced owl standing on a branch, staring at her motionless, or rather, looking at the light in her hand.

"You scared me to death, little guy." Lux complained to the white-faced owl, and the bird flapped its wings and flew away.

She stood up, patted the dead leaves and dust on her buttocks, and planned to continue walking back, but the path she had remembered began to become blurred, and each tree seemed to be similar.

"No way..." Cold sweat dripped from Lux's forehead, and she hurriedly looked up at the sky, trying to find her way through the sun.

But she couldn't see the sun, which was blocked by thick clouds, and only dim light streamed down the leaves.

Lux's chest began to rise and fall, she held it down, and the light in her palm gave her a little warmth: "Calm down, Lux, Galen taught you that you can also tell the direction by the tree rings."

Lux looked for the stump, but found in despair that the surrounding trees were all grown in good condition, and none of the trees were broken.

"What should I do?" Lux hugged her arms. She found that she had goosebumps. The chill in the forest kept hitting her. Fortunately, the light in her palm protected her from the cold.

"Don't think I'll thank you." Lux looked at the light in her hand, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't get lost."

Lux continued walking on instinct, calling out her family's names, hoping they would hear.

But the only response Lux got was her own echo.

She walked for a long time, and the light healed her body. The frayed ankle was completely healed, and the fatigue of walking for a long time was also dispelled. Lux felt very light, but her mood was not better.

It's getting darker.

Lux could no longer see what was in the distance. In the deep darkness, it seemed as if a beast would attack in the next moment. Lux's heart was beating wildly, and she held up her hands, illuminating her surroundings with light.

"Where am I..." Lux almost collapsed, she had never been in such darkness, "Dad... Mom... Aunt... Where are you..."

rustling!

The sound of dead leaves being trampled came from behind Lux, she turned around quickly, and looked at the unknown existence in the darkness in horror.

It was an ugly creature resembling a wolf and a fox.

It was twice the size of Lux, its sharp fangs were covered with foul saliva, and a hoarse growl came out of its throat.

"Misery-toothed..." Lux recognized this beast. Her relatives had a specimen like this, and she still remembered how her relatives described this beast—

Cunning, greedy, bloodthirsty, not afraid of flames and light, and likes to eat human children. In many towns, there have been incidents of children being taken away by miserable teeth. The Demacian army had organized a large number of hunts and slaughter of the fangs, but the beast was too cunning to be effective.

"Don't!" Lux seemed to see a picture of her stomach being bitten by a miserable tooth, and she waved the light of her hands indiscriminately, "Don't come here!"

Miserable Fang didn't seem to be afraid of Lux's light. It patiently observed Lux, and after confirming that the little girl had no strength to resist it, its jaw began to tremble with excitement. It couldn't help but pierce the fangs into the skin of this white tender little girl.

Miserable Fang stepped back, his four legs suddenly exerted force, and he rushed towards Lux.

"Don't!" Lux cried and squatted down with her head in her arms. The light in her hands suddenly became extremely dazzling. Miserable Fang couldn't react in time, and her eyes were directly deprived of vision by the strong light.

"Ka hoo!" Miserable Tooth twisted its head in pain, it planned to escape, and if any unexpected abnormality appeared, it was the wisdom of Miserable Tooth to survive.

But it has no chance.

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The Crownguards are the most powerful family in Demacia, almost second only to the royal family and the Temple of the Lightbringers in power and prestige. The Crown Guards have such a high status thanks to their loyalty to the royal family and the family tree of famous generals.

—Excerpt from Ezreal's "Valloran's Travels: Demacia Chapter 1: State Structure"

Chapter 42 The Barbarian Boy

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three sharp arrows hit Miserable Fang's neck one after another, and Miserable Teeth let out a painful howl. It couldn't see anything, and could only find a way to escape by smelling it.

Lux plucked up the courage to open her eyes, the strong light in her hand had not yet dissipated, she could only vaguely see a figure rushing towards Miserable Fang, and then heard the harsh scream of the dirty beast.

The screams became weaker and weaker until they disappeared.

"Someone has come to save me, is it my aunt? Or my father?" The joy of being saved filled Lux's mind. Although the light in her palm was still there, she still hugged the blurred figure desperately, tears like a broken thread rolling down like beads.

"Ah ah ah!" Lux cried and hugged the man, buried her face directly on his body, and cried, "You finally came to save me! I'm so scared!"

Lux was crying happily. She wanted to cry from the moment she found out that she was lost, but she just kept holding it back. Now the fear and joy broke out together, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Who is he?" After crying for a long time, Lux realized that she should thank this person well. She clenched her hands to let the light dim, and looked at her savior through her tears-filled eyes.

To Lux's surprise, the person who rescued her was not tall at all, even nearly as tall as her.

She looked about the same age as Lux herself, about ten years old, with dark hair, dark eyes, and what seemed to be animal fur, with some animal teeth and knives hanging on her body. He held a bow in one hand, a serrated axe that was still bleeding in the other, and carried a large bulging backpack behind him.

The Freljord—with just one glance, Lux knew the identity of her rescuer—although his appearance and the Freljords she had heard were basically light-haired and light-skinned. There was a slight difference, but his attire and attire was clearly that of a barbarian from the North.

This is the northern border of Demacia, bordering the Freljord, and Lux ​​was so unlucky to meet a barbarian coming from the snowy mountains.

Lux's hands and feet were cold, and the excitement of surviving suddenly evaporated, replaced by the fear of falling into an ice cave.

Lux was taught from a young age how terrible the barbarians of the Freljord are, they drink blood, they burn, kill and loot, they also put their captives on the fire and roast them in oil and so on. Every time she thinks of these stories, Lux is too scared to sleep. She still remembers making a Freljord doll and punching it every day to exercise her courage.

But obviously, Lux's courage has not been exercised.

Lux's knees softened and she fell to the ground uncontrollably. She felt that it might be better to let herself be eaten by a miserable tooth and fall into the hands of the Freljords, and the outcome would definitely be worse than death.

"No! Raksana! You're the Crown Guard's child! Even if you die, you should die in honor! You can't lose to the barbarians!" The honor education she received since she was a child drove Lux to stand up again, and she clenched her fists , ready to go, as long as the little savage dared to rush over, she would blind him with a bright light.

"Don't be afraid, Laksana, you can do it, he is about the same age as you, you can beat him!" Lux gritted her teeth, but the fear in her eyes still revealed her inner thoughts.

Lux waited for a long time, but the barbarian boy still didn't attack her.

"Come here! I'm not afraid of you!" Lux saw that the boy was just staring at her motionless, and she was even more uncertain, so she could only shout at him to strengthen herself.

The young man tilted his head, with a confused expression on his face.

Lux was stunned for a moment, and then she realized one thing - this Freljord boy didn't seem to understand Demacian.

"What should I do?" The predicament of the language barrier stumped Lux. Since the teenager couldn't understand, her clamor seemed to be useless.

The two stood silently.

"Gu..."

A funny voice broke the silence between them.

Lux blushed, her stomach was screaming, and she hadn't eaten anything for a long time.

"Damn! Laxana, how embarrassing you are! You are still in front of the enemy..." Lux wanted to punch herself in the stomach.

"Gu..."

Her stomach growled again.

"Pfft..." The boy laughed.

Lux felt that her face became hotter than the oven, and tears welled up in her eyes again. She had never felt so humiliated in her life.

The young man shook his head, raised his axe and chopped at the grimy corpse.

Before Lux could react, the boy swiftly cut off the gnawing head. Lux saw the bones and flesh in the cross-section of the wound with her own eyes. A strong sense of nausea came to her heart, and Lux ​​couldn't help vomiting. .

"It's over, Laksana, you've really lost the entire Crownguard family...no...the whole Demacia face." Lux looked at her vomit in desperation, and if there was a seam in the ground, she really wanted to jump in and never come out.

Lux has given up the idea of ​​resisting: "A shame like me in Demacia doesn't deserve to live, let's just be killed by barbarians..."

But the boy's axe did not respond to Lux's expectations. He just dismembered the tragic tooth on his own, then peeled the skin with a knife and cramped, and finally broke the bones with a hammer, and dug out the marrow with a small chisel.

Lux was stunned from the side. It was not that she had never seen a hunter handle prey, but it was the first time that she was as skilled and quick as a young barbarian. When the teenager cut off the whip and testicles, Lux was even more stunned. Before Lux could recover from the shame and surprise, the savage boy had already wrapped the cut meat in a leather bag, and he had taken away almost all the useful things from Miserable Fang, and there was nothing left.

The young man clapped his hands, then took out a handful of leaves that Lux did not know from his luggage. He crushed them and washed his blood-stained hands with the juice. After a while, his hands became very clean, with no blood at all. .

"It's amazing." Lux seemed to forget that she was still in danger of coming into close contact with a barbarian, and stared at the boy's hands.

The boy also stared at Lux's hands. The sky was almost completely dark, and the warm yellow light on Lux's palm was undoubtedly the most conspicuous thing.

After washing his hands, the boy threw away the leaves and walked towards Lux.

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The Freljordians often travel south to raid the cities in northern Demacia, and the local residents suffer so much that they hate the Freljord. Because of the natural isolation and the coldness of the north, the Demacian army is mostly only defending against the invasion of the various tribes of the Freljord. However, there are also records of Demacian troops taking the initiative to enter the Freljord and burn villages in order to take revenge.

—Excerpt from Ezreal's "Valloran's Travels: Demacia Chapter 6: The Town Documentary"

Chapter 43 Roast Meat

The boy pulled up Lux's hands and curiously observed the light in her palms.

Lux hurriedly pulled out her hand, pushed back a few steps, and said angrily, "Evil barbarian! Don't touch me!"

The teenager touched his head, looking blank, as if he didn't understand why Lux was so angry.

Lux remembered that the boy didn't seem to understand Demacian, and no matter how much she scolded him, she was playing the piano to a cow.

"But what should I do?" Lux thought distressed, she couldn't get out of the forest now, and she was unarmed, with nothing but shiny hands.

Seeing that Lux was quiet, the teenager stepped forward again, took her hand and observed curiously.

"I told you not to touch me!" Lux pulled out her hand and slapped the boy in the neck angrily. She seemed to remember that when she was peeking at the knight class training, the instructor had said that the neck was the weak point.

Snapped!

Lux's hand gave a crisp slap on the boy's neck.

The boy looked at Lux calmly.

"No, he should have fainted. Is what the instructor said wrong?" Lux thought, feeling a little flustered, "I hit him, now he will definitely kill me..."