Lone Wolf of the Freljord

The sound of knocking on the window continued one after another, and Lux ​​tried her best to make herself ignore these sounds, but they bored into her ears like pervasive insects, making her uneasy.

I don't know how long the knocking on the window lasted, it finally stopped

"Rorschach... gone?" Lux felt really strange. She obviously didn't want to hear the **** knock on the window, but when it stopped, she felt empty again.

Lux got out of bed, walked quietly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and opened the curtains.

There was only darkness outside the window, and nothing but the dim moonlight could be seen.

"He's gone..." Lux's hand slipped from the curtain, her whole body collapsed, and she knelt on the ground, "You are really worthless, Laksana, why are you so sad..."

Lux suddenly felt dark in front of her eyes, and a pair of hands covered her eyes from behind.

Lux smelled it, and there was a nice herbal aroma on these hands.

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Demacia has only one official deity—the Patronus of Wings—a female **** with pure white wings and a silver sword of justice. She is also the worshiped **** of the Temple of the Messenger of Light, and is revered as the **** of the state religion. The national emblem of Demacia is also designed as an image of two wings holding a sword because of her.

Although it is not officially recognized, among the people, it is widely circulated that another goddess - the veiled lady, or the masked one. The image is a woman with black wings and a veil. Although she had wings, she never flew, but tied them with chains and walked barefoot on the ground.

Although there is no definite proof, there is also a popular theory that the Lady of the Veil is actually the younger sister of the patron saint of wings.

There are not many myths and legends about these two, and even their names are difficult to verify. Both are the patron saints of Demacia, dedicated to punishing evil and protecting good, but their behavior is different.

The Winged Patronus is ruthless in the face of evil, and any sin will be washed away by her fire. The Lady of the Veil is gentler, and while she also tortures sinners with flames, she gives them a second chance so they can seek redemption.

—Excerpt from Ezreal's "Valloran's Travels: Demacia Chapter Two: Myths and Legends"

Chapter 47 Night Escape

"Rorschach!" Lux exclaimed in a low voice, "is that you?"

The person behind her let go of her hands, and Lux ​​hurriedly looked back, it was the familiar grimace of the savage boy.

"You..." Lux didn't know what to say for a while, "How did you get in?"

Rorschach took out an item from his pocket. It was actually the brass lock that Lux had placed on the window, which had been pried open.

"Ass... your parents... locked you..."

Facing Rorschach's question, Lux staggered her eyes in a panic, she really didn't have the face to tell Rorschach that she put the lock on herself.

"Um..." Confused, Lux lied.

Rorschach patted Lux's head pitifully: "Sad...don't...I'll take you...out to play..."

"Going out?" Lux looked at herself, she was still wearing pajamas and nightdresses, "No way! My family is here..."

"Before dawn...bring you back..." Rorschach stood up, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, walked to the balcony, and stretched out his hand to Lux, "I'll take you...to see...great things...will you come?"

Lux bit her lip hard, her heart entangled. Rorschach's hand was just in front of her, and the boy's figure was shrouded in the moonlight, hazy but incomparably clear.

"Should I hold this hand? When I do, what will I become? If I don't hold it... What will I become?"

Lux took a deep breath, it was time for her to make a decision.

…

Rorschach's footsteps were brisk and agile, leading Lux to trot through the forest.

Lux held Rorschach's hand tightly. This hand was about the same size as hers. It belonged to a child, but it was covered with wounds and calluses. Just like her father's hand, it felt reassuring to hold.

"Rorschach, where are we going?" It was the first time Lux took the initiative to leave home in such a dark night and run into the wild, but unexpectedly, with Rorschach by her side, she didn't feel much scared.

"Go to... a good place..." Rorschach looked at Lux, "your hand... can still... shine"

Lux was stunned: "What?"

"I want to see...that light." Rorschach said, "In the night...your light...must be...beautiful..."

Hearing the word "beautiful", Lux blushed a little: "That thing doesn't listen to me, sometimes it runs out, sometimes it doesn't..."

"try"

"what?"

"Try... let the light out."

Rorschach stopped, faced Lux, and held her hands up: "Try."

Lux sighed helplessly: "I really can't help you... I'll try..."

She calmed down a bit, and said to herself, "Come out... Come out..."

As if in response to Lux's wish, a faint warm yellow light emerged from the palms of Lux's palms, condensing into two **** of light.

"It really came out!" Lux exclaimed, this was the first time these lights had listened to her like this.

Rorschach looked at the ball of light fascinated: "It's so beautiful...butt...you can...magic..."

Hearing "magic", Lux was shocked, and hurriedly said to Rorschach: "Don't talk nonsense! If you let others know that I can do magic, I will definitely be locked up."

Rorschach asked inexplicably: "Magic... powerful... why... shut down"

"Because magic is very evil, magic will only bring disaster and tragedy." Lux's expression darkened, "My uncle was killed by magic..."

Rorschach still didn't understand: "In our place... people who know magic... are all respected... they can... fight and heal..."

Lux said in surprise: "No way... Magic is an evil existence, and Demacia's law expressly prohibits magic... I have always kept my family a secret about the things I will shine, and if it is discovered... I will not know how it will be…”

Rorschach looked at Lux's distressed look and smiled slightly: "It's okay... If... Demacia... don't want you... I want you..."

Lux's pupils shrank, meaningless babble came out of her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

Rorschach continued to take Lux to the depths of the forest. The girl looked at his back, her face blushing like a ripe apple.

"Is that... confession?" Lux felt that her heartbeat was shaking her whole body every time, she couldn't hear anything, her head became dizzy, and only the back of Rorschach remained clear in the whole world.

"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good..." Lux seemed to know the emotion in her heart, but it was really hard for her to admit it.

She can't admit it.

The light in Lux's hand illuminated the way forward, and Rorschach easily led her around the thorn bushes and muddy fields and came to a small mound in the forest.

"Thank you." Rorschach suddenly said

"Huh?" Lux responded in a panic, "Thank me for what?"

"Your light... hurrying on the road at night... a lot more convenient..."

"Oh..." For the first time in her life, Lux felt that it was great to be able to shine.

Rorschach took Lux up to the small mound, where a small tent was erected.

"Welcome...to...my house..." Rorschach said with a smile.

"This is your home" Lux looked at the small tent covered with patches and looked at Rorschach pitifully.

Rorschach didn't notice Lux's sight, he whistled, and the tune of the whistle was very strange, like a bird chirping and a wolf howling.

A chubby, chubby, furry thing jumped out of Rorschach's tent and jumped into Rorschach's arms at once.

"What is that?" Lux's eyes widened in shock, she seemed to recognize the round little guy in Rorschach's arms.

Rorschach rubbed the little furball and held it in front of Lux.

Fluffy white hair all over his body, a ball-like body, a pair of small horns on his head, and short limbs, fluttering in the air.

The little guy showed a big smile when he saw Lux with his hands glowing, his big tongue sticking out of his mouth, and panting like a puppy.

"This is... a Poro!" Lux exclaimed uncontrollably. The surprise was so overwhelming that the stars almost didn't pop out of her eyes. "This is the first time I've seen a real Poro!"

How could Lux ​​not be surprised, Poro is a species unique to the Freljord, but it is well known throughout Valoran for no other reason - this little guy is too cute.

Lux still remembered that when she was only five or six years old, her favorites were picture books and dolls related to poros. At that time, she cried and asked her parents to bring her a real poro to keep.

"You said... you like... Poro... just... my friend... asked me to take care of... one." Rorschach shoved the poro into Lux's arms, "It... accidentally... injured... following me... healed ."

Lux hugged the little Poro at a loss. She didn't expect her childhood dream to come true so suddenly.

Poro also seemed to like Lux, a little girl with a warm glow on her hands, and let Lux hug her very comfortably and bathe in the warm yellow light ball.

Lux felt the touch of this little creature in her arms. It was fluffy, soft, and had the warm body temperature that only living creatures had, which was more comfortable than a plush toy. Lux was so excited that her voice was so high: "Rorschach Rorschach! Look! It likes me!"

Rorschach smiled slightly: "It feels...your light...very warm...poro...likes...gentle people...so...your magic...impossible...evil..."

Lux's heartbeat quickened uncontrollably: "My...magic...is not evil but gentle"

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Demacia is a country with extreme prohibition of magic. The prohibition of magic runs through the history of Demacia. Any magic and the existence of mages are strictly prohibited in Demacia. Unique.

Demacians believe that magic is the source of calamity and evil, and that people who are infected with magic will be corrupted by magic and become evil. They also believe that only gods have the ability to control magic, and mortals, whether kings or commoners, should stay as far away from magic as possible under any circumstances.

—Excerpt from "Valloran's Travels: Demacia Chapter 5: History and Culture" by Ezreal

Chapter 48 The Laugher

She looked at the Poro with her eyes narrowed comfortably in her arms. The little guy's expression was as comfortable as sitting in front of the fireplace at home in the coldest winter.

Lux has always felt that the light in her body made her miserable and made her shameless to her family, but now, her light is giving comfort and warmth to a cute little guy.

"Does it have a name?" Lux whispered.

"There's a... Freljord name... Little Tough..."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Stubborn... unwilling to lose... little guy."

Lux tried to pronounce the name "Little Tough" accurately, but she still couldn't deal with the tongue-in-cheek pronunciation: "Can I give it a Demacian name?"

Rorschach scratched his head and thought: "It likes you... I think... OK."

"Really I can really name a poro." Lux was so excited that she almost jumped up.

She looked at the little Poro seriously, Poro opened his eyes, looked at Lux, and showed a big smile, as if he knew that he would have a new name.

While thinking, Lux stroked the Poro's hair: "You seem to like to laugh...let's call you...Smilemaker..."

"Laughter"

"It's a joker, a craftsman's craftsman." Lux smiled and corrected Rorschach's pronunciation, "I told you, craftsmen are very respected in Demacia. They build city walls and weapons, which are the foundation of the nation."

She happily raised the little Poro high: "You have to keep laughing, laughing craftsman, I hope you can become a smiling craftsman."

Little Poro happily fluttered his four short feet, his smile brighter and brighter, as if responding to Lux's expectations.

"Laughter..." Rorschach chanted his newly learned Demacian language, and laughed like a Poro, "Good name."

Lux hugged the Poro again, fondled it lovingly, and at the same time approached Rorschach with small steps.

"Thank you." Lux felt the breath of the boys around her. They surrounded her. Lux felt an incomparable sense of security, but couldn't restrain the throbbing in her heart. "Take me to see the joker."

"You taught me... Demacia words... thank you..."

Lux buried her head deeply, one arm dropped, and her fingers slowly approached Rorschach's hand.

Rorschach suddenly stretched, and Lux ​​failed to hold his hand, and hurriedly retracted his arm, pretending that nothing happened.

"I'm hungry..." Rorschach patted his stomach, "Are you hungry?"

Lux habitually wanted to say that she wasn't hungry, but the emptiness in her belly reminded her of one thing—she didn't eat dinner.

She didn't want to show her ugly stomach growling again in front of Rorschach, and nodded hurriedly: "Well, I'm hungry."

Rorschach smiled at Lux, "I'm going... to find something to eat... You are here... wait for me..."

Lux felt guilty: "I'm afraid of staying here alone..."

"It's okay... I'll be back soon." Rorschach took Lux's hand and led her into the tent.

"Am I entering Rorschach's room?" Lux took a deep breath subconsciously. The tent was full of Rorschach's scent—the good smell of herbs and the unique scent of young boys.

With the light in her palm and the oil lamp, Lux looked at the tent curiously. Except for her brother, it was the first time that she had entered other boys' rooms.

All kinds of herbal jars, all kinds of hunting props, many of which Lux didn't know what to use, and she had never seen any hunter who would prepare so many things.

"He's really amazing..." Lux thought sincerely.

Rorschach pressed Lux's shoulders, let her sit on the blanket, and then lit the oil lamp: "Here...sprinkled...the beast-repelling...herb...stay here...safe."

Lux closed her knees and put the little poro on it: "Well...I'll wait for you."

Rorschach smiled, teased the little Poro's tongue, and got out of the tent.

Lux listened to the footsteps of Rorschach leaving until she disappeared.