Ali's Bizarre Adventure

There will be comfort in the heart, and like the same.

It's very pure.

"Ari, how do you know, do you know this kind of creature?"

Lilia asked.

"It's just... I heard..."

Ari scratched his head, "There is a girl from the Ice Vein Tribe who has seen Poro before."

Lilia glanced suspiciously at the little Poro, and the little furball was also looking at her, their eyes met.

The little Poro stuck out his big tongue again.

Lilia quickly covered her cheek with her hand, "Little guy, I have my own lover."

The little Poro seemed to understand.

It glanced at Ahri with blue eyes as pure as the sky, and then smiled warmly.

Poro's fear of Ahri also seemed to disappear.

Ahri cautiously stretched out a finger, and poked the little Poro's fluffy back, but the little Poro didn't dodge.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Hehehehehe..."

The little Poro laughed happily again.

"Okay, okay, let's have a drink together. And this little guy is the same, everyone who sees has a share!"

Gragas made a point of pouring a cup for the little Poro.

same…

Very large cask mug…

The three of them and a Poro began to drink the fine wine brewed by Gragas, and the night sky was still filled with brilliant aurora.

The originally cold and dreary atmosphere suddenly became lively and cheerful because of the addition of Poro.

This is a lively feeling unique to the Freljord!

This land.

It was originally a passionate land!

Long, long ago, the Freljorders gathered around campfires, sharing food and wine with the outsiders.Let's talk about the legendary stories of various tribes, sing melodious songs, and dance cheerfully together...

Chapter 486 Heart of the Freljord - Bron!

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Beside the warm fire, Ahri and the others drank together, freshly brewed chilled ale from Gragas.

The Poro spun around on the ground in a daze.

"This... Poro is not drunk, is it?" Ahri said with a smile as he looked at the Poro who was standing unsteadily.

"Hahaha, it's okay to be drunk."

Gragas was in a particularly good mood, "Drinking is to have a good time, and you are also open to drinking."

Lilia's face was flushed.

She only drank half a cup, and now she is a little dizzy, she can only lean on Ari so as not to fall.

"I still have to hurry tomorrow morning, or...forget it. These fine wines should be shared with more people to make more sense. Gragas, we should hurry back to Lax Stark as soon as possible, don't you think?"

Ari drank the wine in the glass.

The beer added with Zhenbing has a unique flavor, which is difficult to describe in words. Only those who have drunk it will know the beauty of it.This will definitely be the most attractive brew in Runeterra.

"Hi, you're right!"

Gragas has already drank nearly half of the wine in the wine jar, probably several liters.

Stronger than drinking water.

"Little Poro, are you okay?" Ahri stretched out his hand and patted Poro's head, "You should go home too."

"Sha... Sha~"

The poro stuck out its big tongue, panting like a puppy.

"&*#￥%..."

The Poro said something strange.

"It said its partner is on the hillside..." Lilia thought for a while before translating.

"Can you understand?"

"cannot…"

Lilia held the poro in both hands, "I... can only roughly guess the meaning, their hearts are very simple."

"Then send it back."

"Ah."

Lilia nodded.

Ari and Lilia walked up the hillside together, leading the dizzy little Poro.

Under the brilliant aurora.

Countless soft, round poros appeared in front of their eyes.

The poro looked up at the sky.

Look obsessed.

In the middle of the poro, sat a tall and strong man with no hair on the top of his head.

But the eyebrows are very bushy, and there are two big beards.

The hard muscles of his upper body were completely exposed to the icy cold wind, and a large belt was tied around his waist.

Only the lower body is wearing a pair of thick trousers.

[Bloom! ]

A gleam of joy flashed in Ari's heart!

The story of Braum, the great hero, is well known in the Freljord and has been passed down by word of mouth for thousands of years.

And now it never goes away.

This story about faith is different from the three sisters Anivia, Ornn, Volibear, and Ice.

Braum is genuine and protective.

Whatever the danger.

As long as Bron comes.

Then, it will be fine.

"&*￥@%#..."

The little Poro jumped out of Lilia's palm and fell into the snow, and the other Poro pulled it out.

The poro see two strange beast mothers.

feel a little scared.

They shivered and hid behind some huge Poro and Braum, secretly eyeing Ahri and Lilia.

Some big poros have bows, some hammers, and some swords.Like a poro army.But these poro, it is impossible to harm human beings, their weapons are only to protect the weak.

"Hey, little ones, don't be afraid!"

Brown stood up.

There are hard muscles protruding from the strong body, but there is a hearty smile on his face.

Gives a sense of security and warmth.

"You two little girls, are you also here to watch the aurora on the hillside? This is indeed a good location."

Bloom's voice is sunny and resonant.

"Forehead…"

Ari pulled Lilia, "Just now... that little Poro fell, we just sent it back. The aurora is indeed beautiful, if you don't mind, let's sit here for a while."

In Ahri's impression, Bron is an absolutely good person.

He is also a hero.

Born in this cold and cruel land, Braum has not become barbaric, let alone any hatred or complaints.

From an early age, his mother taught him never to use his size and strength to intimidate others, let alone bully others.True courage is not the use of power to rule, but to protect the helpless.

Long ago, in a catastrophe, a tribe close to Braum was severely damaged, it was a hostile tribe.

They had raided Braum's home.

But in this disaster, Braum's mother crossed the tundra with food, fur, and medicine to help these people.Many people who were struggling in despair were rescued by her mother.

Bron was puzzled at first.

but.

After this, the two tribes became a lifelong alliance.

Braum gradually understood what his mother did, and what his mother often said—the people of Freljord are all one family!

This land, because of its barrenness and harshness, as well as human desires, has fallen into endless wars.

Bron couldn't stop it.

But he has been working hard to help some helpless people.

Moreover, Braum always believed in his heart that one day all the Freljords would become one family!

"Sit down, sit down, little girl."

Braum patted a snow-covered stone with his big thick hands, "But it might be a little cold."

The snow was all patted off, but a little wet.

People in the North are all dressed in thick fur, so they won't feel much when sitting on this kind of stone.

It's just Ahri wearing a short skirt...

bare legs...

"Thank you."

Ari sat down on the rock, feeling a slight coolness on her buttocks, "I'm not afraid of the cold."

"Little girl, you don't look like a Freljord."

Bloom said.

"Well...but my wife is from the Freljord. So, here I am, anyway."

Ali's voice was soft.

She saw a large shield standing beside Braum, covered with solid ice and carved with a huge sheep's head.

Ahri knows that this shield was forged by the old god Ornn himself!

It's just uncanny.

Even in the current Freljord, no one would have forged such a perfect door panel.

"Hey, this is the first time I've heard of the story of an outsider and a Freljord getting married. Can you tell me about it?"

After Bron finished speaking, he suddenly realized something was wrong.