Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Karma thought to himself.

"Let's go for a walk, the soldiers are still celebrating, we're going to bed now, it's not appropriate."

Karma said generously.

She is a mature woman, and she is holy and dignified, she will not do some special things casually, and she can live a life of asceticism, peace of mind, peace of mind, and peace of mind.

But she will accept Ali, accept the growing crush, and she will follow her heart.

As a saint, Karma has the determination of "I don't go to hell who will go to hell". She has realized the special emotions between women and women.It's like discovering a new continent in the middle of the ocean.

Is this really a possibility for humans?

What does true harmony of mankind look like?Is there prejudice and discrimination in the traditional concept of husband and wife?

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ps1: Yamato Nadeko-type women are usually regarded as "representatives of ideal women", characterized by traditional virtues, and an unconventional banner under a weak and submissive appearance. (Wife Karma~Traditional Virtue~Weakness and Obedience~Hehehe~)

ps2: "Nadeshiko" is one of the "seven grasses of autumn", also known as carnation. It is delicate in shape, but not delicate in fact. It can grow in a variety of environments and has a long-lasting sweet fragrance, which can make people feel comfortable and relaxed. ——From Baidu Encyclopedia!

ps3: The words under the horizontal line are the words of the author, not counting the number of words~

Chapter 181 May Your Cubs Grow Up Healthily

Isle of Ferrell.

Bramble bushes and gray moss cover the island, the only vegetation on the island.

This is an island forgotten by the spirits of Ionia.

Towering walls enclose the island, unlike any other city in Ionia, more like a tight fortress and a dreary prison.Of course... it is true.

The cheerful scene of soldiers celebrating their victory in the square made this lifeless island a little lively.

"That's good."

Ahri lay on the battlements, staring at the soldiers around the campfire.There was a trace of fascination in the eyes.

"What's so good?"

Karma stood beside Ahri. She was taller than Ahri, tall and slender, with a beautiful appearance.

"It's great to win, and the soldiers look happy," Ahri said.

"Yes."

Karma's voice was very gentle, "However, what we took back was originally our land."

"Ionians have always been like this, as long as they don't get bullied, they are already very satisfied."

Karma continued.

Karma knows Ionia as she knows herself, and in a sense she represents Ionia.

All the traditional spirits, traditional ideas, and traditional virtues of Ionia are concentrated in Karma.But Karma is not just passing on these traditions, but also leading the Ionians forward.

Ahri and Karma held hands, and the two walked on the city wall, with the breeze blowing their long hair and the hem of their clothes.

The footsteps of the two became synchronized unconsciously.

Ahri's hands were warm.

Karma's palms were sweating a little.

wet...

Soft and slippery...

"Hey, Ahri, what are you doing?" Karma felt Ahri's fingers making some small movements, which made her a little confused.

"It's nothing."

Ali replied naturally.

but.

But the fingers didn't stop, Ahri was changing her posture, inserting her fingers one by one into Karma's.

What used to be a normal hand-holding posture between friends has become a crossed fingers between lovers. The structure of human beings is very wonderful, and many places can be completely matched without leaving the slightest gap.

"It's a very tight hand-holding method."

Karma said.

"Forehead…"

Ari smiled, she looked sideways at Karma, Karma's profile was beautiful, mature, stable, dignified and holy.Being with a woman like Karma, Ahri felt a strange sense of security in his heart.

Karma doesn't need someone to take care of her, Karma won't be coquettish, Karma won't do some vexatious things.

The charm of mature women is completely incomparable to delicate and jerky girls and inexperienced Lolita.

But mature women, girls, loli, young girls...

Ari is no longer a child, of course she will not make a choice, let alone say which type is better.

Ari wants them all, and all types are good!

Just like the four seasons of the year, different flowers will bloom, the peach blossoms in spring are beautiful, the lotus flowers in summer are beautiful, the chrysanthemums in autumn are beautiful, and the lilies in winter are still beautiful, and there is no distinction between them.

After all, they are not in the same "season".

The sweat from Karma made Ahri and Karma's fingers feel slippery.

Walk all the way along the city wall.

"Ari, look, where is Lilia. She seems to be doing something, but she is alone."

Karma pointed to a remote corner.

Lilia was doing something, and in front of her was a mound of dirt, which was still fresh.

"Looks like a grave."

Ari looked over, "Lilia must be burying someone, but...she probably has no acquaintances on Falor Island."

Ari is very concerned about Lilia, but Ari will not interfere with Lilia, let alone force Lilia.

Everyone should have their own private space.

This is inviolable.

"never mind."

Ari thought for a while, "Let her do these things by herself, the two of us get out of here first."

"Ah."

Karma understands too.

after all.

Lilia came here by herself to do these things, if it was something she didn't want to tell others, then she shouldn't spy on it.

Ari and Karma walked away silently, and Lilia stood alone in front of the new grave.

Lilia killed him.

but.

Lilia didn't regret it, she should know that what she did was right, she had to kill Karan.

Otherwise... Karan would kill her too!

The reason why Lilia buried him alone was only because Lilia recognized his identity as an Ionian after Karan's death.While alive, he was a lackey of Noxus, but after his death, he was entitled to remain in this land as an Ionian.

"rest in peace. "

Lilia inserted the written tombstone in front of the grave, "As the prophet said, may your two cubs grow up healthy and strong. May your consonance grow old peacefully, and your souls will eventually be in the spiritual realm See you."

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The bonfire burns all night.

In the early morning of the next day, some burning ashes were left in the sky above the square. These ashes were blown away by the wind and merged into the barren island of Ferrell.

The sentries stared wearily at their respective areas of responsibility. After the celebration banquet, the soldiers also returned to their posts.Fighting against Noxus is their own choice, and they are willing to give everything for it.

"There is a situation."

A sentry clenched the spear in his hand with a serious tone.

"Ah."

Another sentinel regained his spirits immediately. He saw three people walking on the beach outside the city, and they were walking towards the city gate. Even though they were wearing Ionian costumes, they had to be strictly investigated.

After all, the resistance army is all inside the city, and the Ionians outside the city are not the resistance army.It also feels suspicious.

"Who are you?"

shouted the sentinel.

"Ionians, Guardian Jailers of the Isle of Faylore, Guardian Sentinels, followers of the Kinkou Cult."

A woman answered, wearing a white gown with a hood that hid her face from view, leaving only her eyes and an indigo tattoo around them that looked like flower petals.

"Guardian guards... guarding sentries... balance believers?"

The soldier repeated her words with a puzzled look on his face, "Please tell me more in detail, including the reason for your visit. It is best to take off your hoods so that we can see your appearance clearly. This is an extraordinary moment. Please forgive us for being so rude." rude."

"Of course, we will do as you requested. It only took you one night to retake the island. It is indeed remarkable. You are a group of warriors worthy of praise. Ionia needs people like you."

The woman's tone was very kind, and she lifted her hood.

Chapter 182 The Unsuspecting

Beside the woman are two men, they don't seem to be very old, they should not exceed eighteen summers.

Their height is a little taller than women.

They also lifted their hoods, and their faces looked a little dirty, but like the women, they also had indigo tattoos on their faces.The appearance of the tattoos of the three people is exactly the same, it should be done by the same tattoo artist.

"You are indeed Ionians, please explain your purpose and your detailed identities."

said the sentinel.

"We are the innocent."

The woman raised her head and looked up at the soldiers on the city wall. She has a cheerful personality and is a very free and easy woman.

"Felor Island is a fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is also a harsh prison. You may not know it, but it is a fact. The Balance Sect has assumed the guard duty here, and it has been like this since decades ago gone."

"Is this what you mean by jailers, sentries, and believers?"

asked the sentinel.

"Yes, we are the jailers guarding this place, and we are also the sentinels of this fortress."

Woman with long black hair tied into a ponytail, "When Noxus occupied the island of Faylor, the jailers and guards here suffered horrific things. Most of them were killed by Noxus soldiers at that time We got away with it, hid in the shadows, and never left Faylore."

"So it was the former guard on this island?"

said the sentinel.

"Yes."

The woman nodded.

"Okay, I'll report to you." The sentinel handed the spear to his companion, and trotted away from the city wall. ,

If it was the former guard of this island, then of course there would be no problem in coming back now.

However, for the sake of safety, the sentry still did not let them enter the city directly.

It would be safer to leave this kind of matter to a few leaders to decide. After all, once the city gate is opened, it may threaten the safety of Felore Island, and it may also leak information about the army of Falore Island.

Soon, the soldiers brought Ari over.

"open the door."