Ali's Bizarre Adventure

When it came to brewing wine, the light in Gragas' eyes made him slightly sober from his intoxication.

He has his own dreams.

However, after traveling to various countries and leaving footprints in countless places, Gragas only gained the false name of a master brewer.

People's praise is nothing but nothing to him after all.

He can still fulfill his dream.

"Guragas, I plan to go to a more northern region, where the environment is colder and the water source is more pure. Do you want to go with me? Maybe... you can get some unexpected gains."

Ali said.

In the north, in Lissandra's Frostguard Fortress, there are many pure ices and countless hidden magics.

"Unexpected harvest?"

"for example…"

Ari propped his chin with one hand, "Keep the wine fresh and cold, and the mouth is cold, making people intoxicated. In the more northern regions, there may be such wine-making materials, and there are everything there."

"Ton ton ton ton ton..."

The barrel poured again, "Is what you said true?"

"of course."

Ali replied in the affirmative.

Ahri still remembers that in the background story of Gragas, in the Freljord, he brewed a fine wine that satisfied him.

And the key is a small piece of True Ice.

In the wine jar, after the pure ice is put in, the extremely cold ice that never melts brings an incomparable flavor to the wine.

Ahri wants Gragas to go with him.

If you can help the master brewer complete his masterpiece, maybe he will be able to join the Avarosa camp.

Gragas would be a good ally.

"Are there any conditions?"

Although Gragas was slightly drunk, his mind was still clear, "Help me find the material you mentioned."

"Conditions..."

Ahri took a sip of wine, "After you find it, you need to join the Avarosa tribe and fight with us."

"No."

Gragas shook his head, "I'm only here to make wine, I'm not interested in things between your tribes."

"Uh... well."

Ari didn't hold out much hope.

Gragas, an ally, is the best if he can be brought over, but if he can't, it's not bad to make a friend.

Ahri is going to Frostguard Fortress anyway.

Let Gragas go with you, and Gragas can help you if you encounter any trouble.

Zhenbing or something.

There are many Frostguard Fortresses, just find one for him when the time comes.

"Then... there are no conditions."

Ali said.

"No."

Gragas refused again, "I don't like asking for help for nothing."

"We'll talk about that later."

"Hiccup~"

Gragas burped, "Okay... okay. You seem to be better at talking than Ashe."

"You fought her?"

"Hit."

"Who's winning?"

"She won."

After Gragas finished speaking, he immediately explained, "I don't like beating women."

Ari looked at Gragas' simple and honest appearance.

Could not help but smiled.

It seems that after Gragas made trouble in the tavern yesterday, Ashe came over and just beat him up.

No wonder the people here are so kind to him.

If Gragas really got into a fight with Ashe, it is estimated that... these people will drive him away right now.

"Let's go."

Ari stood up, and hugged the jug of ale he had asked for earlier, "Gragas."

"Go~"

……

Far north of the Freljord.

From the beginning of autumn to the end of autumn, Ahri, Lilia, and Gragas trekked through the ice and snow throughout the whole season.

Across a series of rivers, over a series of mountains, through a series of valleys.The cold wind of winter begins to blow the earth, and the beautiful and brilliant aurora occasionally appears in the sky late at night, comforting the tired body and mind.

Ice and snow have frozen rivers and turned sea levels to ice.

Birds and beasts are silent, everything is silent.

Ari and the others have not seen a stranger for more than a month. Fortunately, they have companions.

If you walk alone, the loneliness in your heart is enough to overwhelm a determined person.

"Ah raccoon..."

Lilia stood on the snow-capped mountain, "You said... how long will we have to walk to get there?"

Ahri looked to the north, and as far as he could see, there was ice and snow.

There isn't any green here.

The hardy greens that grew in Lax Stark and Oncal Rock have been completely extinct here.

The far north of the Freljord looks like a dead land.

However, Ari knew that was not the case.

Even in the frigid north, there lived a tribe, and there were beasts.

Also... there will be plants.

It's just different from the flora and fauna in the south.

It's harder to find them.

"Before winter comes, we should be able to reach Frostguard Fortress." Ahri replied.

"Autumn is almost over."

"Ah."

Ari touched Lilia's head lightly, "So, we are almost reaching our destination."

Chapter 478 The Old God and the Three Sisters

Ahri can see the location of the Frostguard Fortress in the [World Map of Runeterra].

They never deviated from the course.

"Hiccup~"

Gragas stood on the edge of the cliff, staggering, and the biting cold wind blew across his body like a sharp knife.

It was like a sharp pain enveloping the whole body.

However, Gragas is in good shape, even...better than Ahri and Lilia.

He's not an Iceborn, but his body is special.

"I hope you didn't lie to me..."

Gragas stood aside, looking at the two intimate little girls, "It's better to have the material you said."

Gragas fought many times, sometimes a group of people, sometimes a group of people fight him alone.

The drunkards did not strike lightly or hard.

But Gragas didn't have any scars on his body.

No matter what kind of injury, as long as there is still alcohol, then... for Gragas, it is no big deal.

Wine is life-saving medicine and the love of his life.

Ari once saw Gragas fall off a cliff when he was drunk, and when she went down to find him.

His body was covered with blood.

But after he woke up, he just drank a barrel of wine, and his broken body began to heal at a rapid speed, and the flesh and blood overlapped.

It's as magical as magic.

After that, Ahri began to have some envy for Routan's bloodline.It's a pity that she is just a crispy mage, with physical damage, and without healing magic, she can only rely on backward medical methods.

The body's ability to tolerate pain is also very weak.

If it is very painful, if it is alone and no one is watching, Ari may cry secretly.

"Guragas."

Lilia glanced at Gragas, "Ari has never lied to anyone."

"If she says there is, there will be."

Lilia said.

"You trust her that much?"

Gragas was drunk and his eyes were hazy. The alcohol made his blood flow quickly, and the chill in his body also weakened a lot.

"She doesn't look... as honest as you..."

"is it?"

Lilia jumped off the ledge, "Ari has never lied to me. We are companions now, and Gragas should also trust Ahri. In short... Ahri has always been a very reliable companion!"

Lilia spoke seriously, but Gragas, who was the listener, didn't listen at all.

His attention fell on a group of black mages under the snow-capped mountain, and this group of mages was coming towards them.

Ari and Lilia soon discovered the abnormality.

"...is the Frost Priest."

Ari put his hand on the hilt of the broad sword 'Dong Tan', "Let's go over and ask for directions."

Ahri has a bad impression of the Frost Priest.

These guys, wearing dark robes and hats decorated with animal bones, looked eerie and weird.

But Ari is not afraid of them now.

"Walk behind me."

Gragas strode forward and walked in front of Ahri and Lilia, "These people don't look like good people."

The fat and tall body of the wine barrel is like a solid barrier.