Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"Why didn't Avarossa unite so many tribes, you are trying to make them live and work in peace and contentment." Lothar encouraged.

Ashe smiled slightly, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, there is one more important thing."

Losar was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

"How do you sleep tonight?" Ash asked very seriously, "Are you going to sleep with those women outside, or with your wife?"

Lothar's head was two big in an instant, and he wished he could split himself in half.

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"can you hear me?"

"I can't hear anything..."

"This broken house...how is the sound insulation so good..."

—Syndra and Nami eavesdropping outside the door

"I'm still pretending I don't know anything... The harem battle... It's terrible... Master... Come on..."

—Rosa Lanqin who drinks soup silently

Chapter five hundred and seventy-six contradictions

Lothar goes into Gragas' wine cellar.

There was no one in the wine cellar, only a fat man and a strong man were drinking together, blushing and having a thick neck.

"Add me one." Lothar sat beside the two of them.

Gragas rubbed his eyes that were squeezed by the fat: "Who are you?"

"My Lothar!" Lothar was very helpless, Gragas was always drunk, and no one could remember.

"Oh oh... Lothar... oops, let's drink!" Gragas directly kicked a large wooden barrel with his foot.

"Olav, give me a glass." Lothar didn't like the way Gragas and Olaf drank while holding the barrel, he didn't intend to get drunk, he just came to pass the time.

"Um...give..." Olaf's eyes darkened from drinking, but he looked even more excited. "By the way, why are you drinking with us, kid? Don't you want to accompany your mother-in-law?"

"Ashe and Syndra have an appointment." Lothar opened the barrel, scooped a glass of wine and started drinking.

"What?" Olaf shivered, "Fuck his grandma, your mother-in-law is going to fight! Boy, don't stop it."

"They won't let me follow..."

"Fuck!" Olaf slapped his thigh, "That's why I said that the mother-in-law is annoying to death, it's hard to fix it!"

Gragas hiccupped and looked drunk: "What are you... talking about?"

"Sigh..." Lothar sighed, he sometimes envied Gragas, and he could concentrate on the things he liked. Gragas really didn't care about anything except wine.

Lothar looked at the thick liquor in the glass: "Ashe has always been very assertive, and Syndra is also a strong character. Although I had long expected that something would happen when they met, I didn't expect them to even let me intervene. Don't give me a chance, I have to figure it out myself."

"You can recognize it." Olaf shook his head, "Freljord has always been a woman in charge. There is a saying how to say it... When you enter Noxus... just be..."

"Just being a Noxian, it means doing as the locals do," said Lothar, "but we are both Freljords."

"I am." Olaf stared at Lothar, "but are you?"

Lothar was dumbfounded. He did grow up in the Freljord and integrated into the culture here, but is he really a Freljord?

Maybe Ashe doesn't think so.

"Forget it, drink a bar." Lothar chose to temporarily forget about the current troubles. "No matter how Ashe and Syndra talk, neither of us will give up."

"Hahahaha! The kid has a seed!" Olaf picked up the big wine barrel and clinked glasses with Lothar, "Don't think about women tonight! Take a good taste of the wine made by this fat man."

"I want to give you money..." Gragas was bulging, and joined the clinking glasses, or the feast called clinking barrels.

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A field of snow outside Lacoste.

Ashe was wearing thin clothes, holding a torch in the snowy night, and the flame swayed with difficulty in the heavy snow, as if it might be extinguished at any time.

Both Syndra and Nami wore several layers of thick fur coats, wrapping themselves like two chubby bears.

Syndra looked jealously at Ashe's self-satisfaction in the snowstorm, especially seeing Ashe's long silver-white hair that was very similar to himself, she was even more hostile to Ashe.

"Let's start." Ashe held the torch and said to Syndra, "As for Lothar, sooner or later we have to make a decision, only ourselves."

Syndra took a deep breath, and she and Ashe reached an agreement on this point—both knew Lothar well, knew that Lothar couldn't decide between them, and they didn't want to push the problem to the Lothar, so they chose to solve it themselves.

"Lothar is mine!" Syndra took the lead, "He has sworn to belong to me forever!"

"Lothar grew up with me." Ashe was not refuted by Syndra, "discussing the oath, my blood alliance with him is earlier than yours."

"Blood..." As soon as she heard the word Syndra's eyes burned with jealousy, she learned about this ritual when she was learning Freljord, it was a kind of marriage between Freljords that went beyond wedding , a closer relationship.

Nami stood nervously behind Syndra, she could do nothing but cheer for Syndra in a low voice.

"Lothar he is mine!" Syndra declared again, "I have done everything with him!"

"Then do you have children with him?" Ash asked.

Syndra froze for breath.

Ashe lowered her head and touched her belly: "This is the most precious thing that Lothar left me."

Syndra's face was twisted with jealousy. She dragged Nami behind her and said angrily, "I...I have her!"

"Huh!!" Nami waved her hands at a loss, her fins standing upright in fright.

Ashe tilted her head slightly. To be honest, she was also a little curious about this half-human, half-fish girl: "Are you the child of Lothar and Syndra?"

"No no no no no!" Nami quickly denied.

"Nami is Lothar's maid and I!" Syndra shouted, "Such a cute maid, can you find it for Lothar!"

"Maid... Do you mean maid servant..." Ash thought for a while, "There is no such profession here in Freljord..."

"Haha! You don't have it!" Syndra grabbed Nami who wanted to escape, "Lothar loves Nami so much, he hugs her and kisses and touches her every day. The scent on Nami's body is the scent of coral. , the chest is also very bouncy, and the tail feels smoother than silk..."

"Wow wow baby..." Nami covered her face, not daring to look at Ashe's face.

"How is it! Are you afraid!" Syndra panted and stared at Ashe after praising Nami's goodness, "Can you give Lothar such a good maid! Didn't you and his children lose too? Well, maybe he's already dead!"

Ashe's face suddenly turned cold: "Little Wolf, he's not dead."

"Humph! You said that if you don't die, you don't die! This ghost place is so cold, a child would have froze to death outside!"

Ashe quickly approached Syndra, her expression was stern: "Take back what you said."

"What if I don't accept it!" Syndra's brain has completely turned into a mess. In order to win Lothar, Syndra will say anything as long as she is so angry that Ashe says anything.

"Miss Syndra!" Nami reminded anxiously in a low voice, "It's not good to say something like this..."

Nami's words made Syndra calm down a little. She suddenly realized that it seemed a bit too much to curse Ashe's child to death, but how could Syndra's temper make her apologize, so she could only bite the bullet and talk to Ashe IV. Eye to eye, eyes are fierce, not giving an inch.

Ashe stared at Syndra silently for a long time: "I really don't know how Lothar sees people like you."

Ashe's words completely angered Syndra, and more than a dozen darkest orbs appeared around her instantly, wringing the heavy snow flying nearby.

"Believe it or not, I killed you!" Syndra said angrily.

"Miss Syndra! Calm down! Calm down!" Nami quickly hugged Syndra to prevent her from doing something stupid.

"Sure enough, as Lothar said, her mind is a bit like a willful child..." Ashe thought to herself, she learned a little about Syndra's life experience from Lothar, and knew that she was sealed and fell asleep for several days. In the past ten years, he woke up with a strong hostility to almost everything, but from Ashe's point of view, Syndra's waywardness was much more serious than what Losa said.

Ashe looked at the darkest orb floating behind Syndra, and felt an extremely dangerous aura from above. She sighed and said to Syndra, "Are you really going to shoot at me?"

"Don't think I dare not!" Syndra almost clenched her teeth.

"It seems that there is no good between us." Ashe's eyes were calm, "There must be someone between us to leave Lothar."

"That can only be you!" Syndra's magic power overflowed, and more and more darkest orbs appeared behind her.

Ashe sighed: "Do you really think that Lothar will be happy when the two of us fight?"

"Then what do you say!"

"Let's make a bet," Ash said. "The winner owns Lothar, and the loser leaves forever."

Syndra's pupils trembled: "Speak!"

"I want to take back my and Lothar's child, Little Wolf." Ashe's eyes turned to Rax Stark, "Whoever finds him first will win, how?"

Syndra frowned, she didn't know what Ashe meant for this bet, but she didn't want to show any timidity or hesitation in front of Ashe.

Moreover, even if Syndra loses, Syndra can do something to turn her face away, and if Syndra wins, she can justifiably drive away Ashe.

"Okay!" The darkest orb around Syndra disappeared, "I will definitely win!"

"Okay." Ashe nodded, "Now that we've talked about it, let's go back first. Don't tell Lothar about the game, it's a matter between you and me."

"I know." Syndra's face was cold, "But there is one more thing."

"what?"

"Before the outcome is decided, Lothar wants to sleep with me." Syndra said decisively, "You are not allowed to fight."

"I have no reason to promise you."

The two silver-haired women looked at each other tensely, and Nami, who was sandwiched between them, looked sad: "Why are there so many conflicts between humans... It's better if we don't sleep together..."

Nami, who thought she was slowly understanding the land people, found that she was still very tender.

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"Two mother trolls! Fighting to the death! Fighting to the death! Fighting to the death! The blood is broken!"

—The three Lothars who are kicking wine fists in the wine cellar

Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh Rosadale's conspiracy

Lothar drank until she was dizzy before dragging her tired body back to Ashe's hut.

Opening the door, a very beautiful woman was waiting silently in the room.

"Rosa Lanqin..." Rosa greeted, "It's time for a replacement."

Rosa Lanqin saw the drunk Lothar coming back, and hurried over to support him: "Master, you've been drinking too much."

"I drank a bit too much, but I'm not drunk." Lothar is indeed not drunk, it's quite difficult to get drunk with his current body, "Hurry up and change, you've been in Elise's body for a day. , if you wait too long, your soul will experience problems."

"Yes..." Rosa Lanqin brought Lothar to the table and poured him the evening hot soup.

"Are Ashe and Syndra not back yet?" Lothar asked.

"Yes..." Rosa Lanqin said worriedly, "They've been out for a long time... I'm afraid..."

"It's alright, although Syndra has a bad temper, Ashe is very measured. She is not the type to argue with people if she doesn't agree with each other." Lothar seemed very relieved to Ashe, "Okay, take advantage of this. Change people before they come back."

Lothar took out the Shiraishi dildo, released the necromantic magic, and returned the Rosa Lanqin soul body in Elise to the dildo, and then took out the soul of another [Bride of the Archipelago] and put it into Elise in vivo.

Elise opened her eyes, showing a mature temperament on her body, and looked at Lothar with a wink: "Master, I am Rosadale."

Lothar touched Rosadale's face: "Your temperament is somewhat similar to Elise. I almost thought I accidentally took out Elise's soul by mistake."

"Master, you really are." Rosadel sneered beside Lothar, "How could I be like that poisonous woman, I love you so much... If you want to say that, it can only be me and that poisonous woman, It's only attractive to men, what, Master, why don't you let me..."

"No, you can't stand the stimulation in Elise's body. An accident with the soul is a big problem." Lothar hugged Rosadelle and said.

"I mean, help the master in other ways..." Rosadale sighed like blue, her charming appearance made Rosa feel as if Elise really came back.

Rosadale smiled and got under the table, buried her head between Rosa's legs, and took off his pants.

Feeling that her avatar had entered a familiar wet and warm place, Lothar let out a soft cry. Although Rosadelle used a body that Lothar was already very familiar with, Rosadelle's habit of swallowing and swallowing were not the same. The skills are not the same as the original owner of this body, and even more proficient than the original owner, which gave Lothar a great stimulation.

"When you were still in Shurima, you were the best at serving." Lothar pressed Rosadale's head and assisted her in her breathing exercises, "Even Setaka and Maiisha treated you well. Full of praise."

"Hmm..." Rosadale spit out what was in her mouth, licking and biting, "As long as the master... likes... it's fine..."

Perhaps too much alcohol had made Lothar's body extremely sensitive, and he quickly squirted out of Rosadale's throat.

Rosadale almost swallowed Lothar's entire giant body in her mouth, accepting what Lothar injected into her body with all her heart.

"Lothar!" Ashe's hut was suddenly pushed open, and Syndra shouted his name.

Lothar was startled, but fortunately Rosadale moved quickly, she immediately sat next to Lothar, her mouth tightly closed, dignified as if nothing had happened, but if you look closely, you can still see what was in her mouth contains something.

Syndra didn't notice the abnormality, she rushed in and hugged Lothar tightly: "You said, who are you going to sleep with tonight!"

"Ha" Lozamon got over, and at the same time saw the two women, Ashe and Nami, who came in after Syndra.