Ali's Bizarre Adventure

This kind of tribe is hard to be fooled.

"What I'm telling this time is not a story, but a fact!" Ari had a slight smile on his face.

"What fact?"

"Avinia descended on the Avarosa tribe, and stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the sleeping Ashe."

Ali replied.

Ashe had also heard about this from Ahri before, and many people in the tribe said that Avinia had come to Lax Stark.

That night, there was a strong wind and a heavy snowstorm.

"Are you trying to tell people that Avinia has chosen Avarosa, and that she is our patron saint?"

Ashe was lost in thought.

"Do not."

Ahri shook his head, "The people of the Iceland tribe only tell people about the rebirth of Avinia during their migration. As for the others, it all depends on what the listener thinks."

Ari thinks this incident can bring people some thoughts.

As for whether it will attract enemies?

It doesn't matter.

After all, the enemy is more terrifying hiding in the dark.

To unify the Freljord, bloodshed and sacrifice must be necessary.Both Ari and Aixi have such awareness.They have seen all kinds of deaths, and they can't count them now.

"Ok."

Ashe nodded.

Now Avarosa is already considered a big tribe, even comparable to Winter's Claw and Frost Guard.

Ashe must develop her tribe stronger, only in this way can she realize her wish.

The Avarosa tribe perished once.

No matter what, Ashe would not let the Avarosa tribe perish twice.

The blood of the legendary three sisters, after experiencing various ups and downs, has now become the three major tribes of the Freljord.

Avarosa Warmother Ashe - a descendant of Avarosa.

Winter's Claw Warmother Sejuani - a descendant of Serilda.

Lissandra, the leader of the Frostguard - one of the three legendary sisters, Lissandra herself.

Chapter 420 Darkborn Sword Demon Aatrox!

half a month later.

The fact that Avinia came to the Avarosa tribe gradually spread through people's word of mouth.

Ashe's name was also heard by more people.

Occasionally small tribes come to Rakstark.

Sworn to follow Ashe.

Wayne recuperated in the hut for half a month, her body has healed and she is no longer in pain.

do not know why.

Wayne didn't try to escape during this time.

Maybe she didn't find a chance to escape.

Or maybe she was afraid of getting caught.

Now she can live freely in the hut, which is already a luxury for her.

This is much better than the dank stone chamber.

and no chains bound her.

She can still do something she wants to do every night.

What's more, the risk of escaping is too great.

Once she fails to escape, what awaits her may be eternal imprisonment.

Wayne was aware of her situation.

Here she is no different from a caged bird.

If you want to live a little more freely, you can only choose to be obedient, other than that, there is no other way!

Ahri came to Wayne's cabin again.

"Anthracene..."

Inside the house, Wayne's suppressed voice came out.

"Bang bang bang-"

Ali knocked on the door.

Wayne quickly got up from the bed, she opened the door, "Ari, why are you here?"

"You've been doing well lately."

Ari said, and stretched out a tail towards Wayne.

"Well…"

Wayne was a little scared, but she just tried her best to suppress her fear and stood there quietly.

She didn't have to avoid Ahri.

She also developed feelings for Ari.

"I just removed all the soldiers guarding here."

"This is real?"

Wayne couldn't believe it.

Her expression was slightly joyful, but soon she became calm, and she was thinking about what Ahri's purpose was for doing this.

"of course it's true."

Ahri's tail moved slightly, "But this is also a test. For the next ten days, I want you to stay in this hut. Whether you listen or not depends on what you think in your heart."

"I see."

Wayne frowned and replied.

She could feel that Ari was loosening her shackles little by little, allowing her to slowly regain her body's freedom.

But it reminded her of a pet she once had.

At first, it will be restrained with a collar and rope, and locked up.

Slowly, open the cage.

In the end, even the collar and rope were unnecessary.

The shackles of the body were loosened little by little, but in the common life, the pet no longer wanted to escape.

Willing to live with the master.

even.

Like the master.

……

"Ari, are you here?"

Scar girl's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, and then the door of the hut was pushed open by Scar girl.

Ari quickly retracted his tail.

Wayne squeezed his skirt.

"Scar girl."

Ari walked towards Scar Girl, "What's the matter with you? Why did you come in without knocking on the door?"

"A monster has appeared in the Freljord!"

Scar Goddess looks serious.

Seeing her like this, Ari also became serious. Scar girl is a woman from the Northland, and she is more informal.

Whether or not to knock on the door is not a big problem.

business matters!

"What monster?"

"follow me."

Scar Girl took Ahri's hand and dragged her out, "We talked as we walked, anyway, it's a terrifying monster."

Ahri and Scargirl leave Wayne's hut together.

Wayne looked at the open door.

Stand blankly.

After a long time, Wayne sighed softly, walked over, and slowly closed the door...

After all, she can't bear to part with some things...

Ahri and Scarnv walked quickly on the snow, and Scarnv held Ahli's hand tightly, looking very nervous.

Ari's hand hurt a little from being clenched.

"Can you let me go?"

Ali said.

"Forehead…"

Scar Girl seemed to realize that she had been holding Ahri all the time, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't pay attention."

"Go ahead."

Ari didn't care about being held hands, "What kind of monster is that?"

"Just now, a dozen or so ragged and messy foreigners came to Lax Stark. A few hunters found them in the woods. fangs and knives, but these knives did not make them look braver."

Scar Girl frowned, "Every one of them is terrified, and there is no trace of blood on their faces. They are as pale as dead people."

"They encountered a monster?"

"Ah."

Scar Girl nodded, "We gave them food and built a warm fire for them."

"These people say they come from the mountains in the eastern part of the Freljord, where they have lived for generations. The people in their tribe are physically strong, good at fighting alone, and their survival has always been stable."

"What tribe are they from?"

"The Mountain Clan."

Scar Girl walked quickly, "Just over 20 days ago, on a full moon night, a monster passed by their tribe. This monster was tall and burly, with horns and a pair of fleshy wings behind it. The dark breath, the scarlet flesh, exposed to the air, wriggles with the pulse. It holds a huge long sword in its right hand, it is said to be a living long sword, with every pulse, every breath, The living long swords are slowly wriggling, as if eager to devour flesh and blood."

When Scar Girl told about the monster, her expression was a little dignified.She didn't even believe it was true.

But those of the Mountain Clan.

Swear on their lives to prove that they are not lying.

If they are just a group of ordinary refugees, as long as they are willing to follow Avarosa, they can get asylum.

There is no need for them to invent such a lie.