Ali's Bizarre Adventure

I try not to think about the torment the mages are suffering, and some of them are gone forever.

Otherwise I will pity them, it is dangerous! "

"You seem to have always been a traitor. You are a mage yourself. How can you betray other mages? Living in a country where magic is banned, if you feel innocent, then other mages are also innocent, right?"

There was a hint of disdain in Sejuani's eyes.

"I was maybe six or seven years old."

There was a hint of shame in Silas's expression, but he still explained weakly, "But I did make a mistake. I have been trying to find a way to make up for it, and this is why I came to Freljord."

"Go ahead."

"As time goes by, I found that the number of mages in Demacia is far more common than the official recognition. Magic is not only found in some poor families, but magic is also found in nobles."

When Silas said this, the anger in his eyes became more obvious, "However, only those born with low birth will be punished. The laws of Demacia are not fair at all. They punish the poor and indulge the famous families. "

"This...is too much."

At some point, Lilia also walked into the hall. She stood quietly in the shadow of the corner, listening to Silas's story.

"During an operation, I found a mage who was hiding. She was just a little girl of a few years old. I couldn't identify her. I want this little girl to have freedom as long as possible."

Silas shook his head helplessly, "Even if we were discovered a few months later, but just when I wanted to protect her, I accidentally touched her skin, and a wave of magic rushed towards me along her body. Come. I did not die, but I unleashed a magical flame of my own accord, which killed the three witchseekers in the flames."

After this, the little girl was taken away.

And I was sentenced to life in prison.

It will never be possible to see the bright sun again, and it will never be possible to untie the heavy shackles of the forbidden magic stone. "

"What about the little girl?"

Lilia asked with some concern.

"If you are locked up in prison, you may not be able to get out for the rest of your life. You may not be able to withstand the torture and die in prison."

Silas looked sad.

"so poor…"

Lilia hugged the dream branch and whispered.

"After that, it's been 15 years."

Silas said slowly, "I met a girl from the Illuminator Organization, her name is Laxana. This is a very kind girl. We were alone outside the door and alone inside the door, chatting about various things. Things. Just like that, we slowly became friends. Not long after, her family found out that Laxana and I were very close. Laxana was grounded by the family, and I was sentenced from life imprisonment to death sentence!"

Silas did not tell the following stories one by one.

He believed.

He will have the opportunity to speak slowly.

Because in the story he tells, he is a Demacian, but he is not a Demacian.He wanted to serve Demacia, but there was no chance, and his life was over from birth.

In a sense, he did not betray Demacia, after all, in his story, Demacia belongs to the nobles, not every Demacia.At least... Demacia doesn't belong to him at all.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Sejuani asked.

"I want to build a new world where there is no distinction between masters and servants. The poor work hard for them. What do they get in return? It's just that they wear more expensive clothes and eat a richer dinner. But there are Who cares about us? If you want to be shut down, you can be shut down, and you can be killed if you want to, dogs are worse than dogs."

Silas puffed up his chest, "I have seen the truth, as long as I am alive, the resistance will not stop!"

The animal oil lamp burned quietly, and the hall was silent.

Ahri can really feel Silas' wish, he wants the mages not to be killed anymore.

Also wanted to break down class.

Let everyone in Demacia be equal, the law will no longer indulge the nobles, let alone trample on the lives of the poor.

This is a good wish.

But Ari saw his anger at the same time, as well as the hatred for the nobles in his words.

"I believe you sincerely want to rebuild Demacia."

Sejuani stepped down from the throne, "Sylas, we might stand aside."

Sejuani had seen the fertile land of Demacia, as well as the majestic castles.

This is a rich country.

Perhaps she only needs to take one risk, and she will be able to obtain untold wealth and let her tribe survive countless winters.

Even... she can occupy Demacia by herself.

Silas?

Class inequality?

What do these things have to do with Sejuani?

She is the Warmother of Winter's Claw, not the King of Demacia.

Chapter 447 Sejuani's decision!

In the empty hall, the light was dim, and Sejuani was sitting alone on the throne.

She pondered for a long time.

To go to Demacia or not, that is the question.

Fleiner, the mother of scars, advocates attacking Demacia, and she believes this is a good opportunity.

Other clansmen are also eager to try.

Raiders run in their blood, eager to fight and bring back spoils.

But Sejuani knew it was dangerous.

Sejuani left Silas in Winter's Claw, and Ahri and Lilia are leaving tomorrow.

And Sister Frost has already embarked on her own journey.

She doesn't belong to any tribe.

She belongs to the old gods.

Omens from the gods do not come often, and sometimes they can be catastrophic, but the Frost Sisters can only listen to their hearts.

[I don’t know Ahri…]

Sejuani's blood was surging in her body, [Would you like to go to Demacia with me. ]

Sejuani thought of Ahri.

She has always felt that Ari is very special, different from herself, Ari has more potential than anyone else.

She sincerely regards Ali as a friend.

"Let's go ask Ari."

Sejuani finally decided to go to Ari to discuss it, and she would feel more at ease with Ari around.

Sejuani comes to Ahri and Lilia's room.

This is what Ari asked for.

Originally... Sejuani wanted to sleep with Ahri for a few days, but Ahri offered to sleep with Sejuani separately.

Sejuani could only agree.

"Bang bang bang-"

Sejuani knocked on Ahri's door, "Ari, are you asleep?"

"Nope."

Ali opened the door.

Sejuani went straight in, "Ari, do you think I should take the tribe to Demacia?"

Sejuani looked worried.

"This is your business, I... just an outsider, it's not easy to give suggestions. What's more, you already have the answer in your heart. I have seen people in Winter's Claw, and they have already begun to prepare supplies and weapons."

Ari sat on the bed, leaning against the bed board.

Lilia beside her was covered with a quilt, showing her smooth shoulders, her face was slightly red, and she was a little shy.

It's not easy for Ahri to intervene in the matter of Winter's Claw, and she doesn't know what the outcome of this matter will be.

"My people really want to give it a try. No one can resist the temptation, a piece of fertile land, countless livestock, and great wealth. Maybe we can get a more suitable place to live in."

Sejuani looked into Ahri's eyes and said sincerely, "Ari, come with me?!"

"No."

Ari directly refused, "I still have to go back to Lakstark, Ash needs me now."

Sejuani is a friend and Ashe is a wife.

It is impossible for Ahri to leave Ashe for Sejuani, not to mention that Demacia is not so easy to capture.

The country is not as weak as imagined.

Otherwise, Noxus would have occupied Demacia long ago.

However, the soldiers of Winter's Claw are very brave, and they are not afraid of death, and they are better at fighting than the soldiers of Noxus.

There may be hope for the many mages gathered by Silas to cooperate internally and externally.

[I need you too…]

Sejuani opened her mouth to speak her mind, but in the end she couldn't.She is stronger and independent than anyone else, and she always feels that she doesn't need to depend on anyone.She is a weak woman.

But she still wanted Ahri to go with her.

It feels weird.

"Ok."

A trace of loneliness flashed across Sejuani's expression, "You...if you don't want to go, just do it yourself."

Ahri could sense that Sejuani cared about her.

But Ahri chose Ashe.

Now she can only keep a distance from Sejuani, keeping their relationship within the scope of friends.

Unless Sejuani and Ashe reconcile.

Otherwise it can only be so.

"Sejuani, if you really capture Demacia, then you must not slaughter the country."

Ahri said seriously, "Let go of those who can be spared as much as possible, and live in harmony with them. If the Freljord wants to leave the Northland, they must learn to respect other people's lives."

In the Freljord, the law of the jungle preys on the strong, and lives matter.

Ahri didn't want Sejuani to do something horrible, which was of no benefit to her.

"Tu Guo?"

Sejuani laughed heartily, "Ari, you think too much, I'm not that crazy, am I? What I want is their fertile land, as well as livestock, food, weapons, and wealth."

"That's good."

Ali breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am leaving."

Sejuani stood up, "I'm going to find Silas to find out about the situation in Demacia."

"Ah."

Ali nodded.

According to Ahri's understanding of the history of Runeterra, Demacia should be in chaos now.

The fire of rebellion that Silas ignited in Demacia.