Ali's Bizarre Adventure

In her hand, the True Ice Longbow was emitting a strong chill, and the temperature in the entire hall dropped several degrees.

A white mist of frost floated in the air.

The sharp pain pierced Ashe's tender palm like a needle, and in her heart she remembered the appearance of her mother, Glenna, who ordered the search for the throne of Avarosa.Is my current self... the same as my mother?

Is your choice correct?

She never showed any uneasiness or melancholy to her people, even if it was something she was not sure about.

However, always speak with confidence.

Only in this way can one's own people feel hope and the tribe can be united.

"It's all gone."

Ashe waved her hand, her voice still clear.

The people in the hall gradually left, and Ashe sat on the throne slowly, with a little tired look on her face.

In the empty hall, the gutter was still smoking.

Ashes flew in the sunlight.

Ashe couldn't help but feel a little more of wanting to rely on, and she looked at her blood alliance.

Ali stood beside her quietly.

The tail is soft and fluffy.

Amber pupils were looking down at her, and a soft white arm gently wrapped around her shoulders.

The palm fell on her frosty, pale shoulder.

Chapter 522 Sisters!

War Mother Hall.

A soft white hand wrapped around Ashe's shoulder, and the palm fell gently on her cold, pale shoulder.

The warm touch made the frost in Ashe's eyes disappear.

"Ah raccoon..."

Ashe looked up at Ahri, "Tell me, is my choice correct?"

There is no selfish desire in Ashe's heart.

but.

Some helpless.

It is very difficult for a young war mother who is only eighteen years old to support the entire tribe.

In many cases, it is often necessary to lie.

As Sejuani said at the beginning - to become a war mother, one must learn to lie and sacrifice.

When the clansman is rejoicing, he calls on everyone to calm down.

When the tribe is desperate, it brings hope to everyone.

The war mother has to bear alone the "cruel truth" unknown to the tribe, and find a way to solve it.

"It doesn't matter whether it is correct or not? We are not prophets and cannot predict the future, are we?"

Ahri rubbed his hand on Ashe's shoulder, "The important thing is what you think in your heart. If it's worth doing, then do it bravely. No one knows whether you will succeed or fail. As long as you try your best, you will succeed." No regrets."

Ashe's body was a little icy, and it felt strange to the touch, but it was still very soft, like a woman made of water.

Weak and tough, cold in the depths, hot in the heart.

"Anyway..."

Ari's hand slid down Ashe's collarbone, skimming over the slightly towering mountains, "I will accompany you."

"Um…"

Ashe closed her eyes slightly.

The voice was inaudible.

The night is falling, the moonlight is like water, the gauze is dazzling, and a dim yellow light is shaking in the narrow room.

The lights were on all night.

early morning.

The sun shines into the hut, two pairs of shoes are neatly placed on the ground, and there are two sleeping women on the bed.

……

lax stark.

Everyone is busy, amidst the noisy voices, there is some rare lively atmosphere.

Spring is the time for sowing and hunting.

The land leaders commanded their subordinates to park wooden carts full of items in the open space to assemble.

Almost all the stored materials were taken out.

This is Ashe's order, and this is also a gamble that can only be won, not lost.Every tribe will prepare for winter in spring, summer, and autumn. Only in this way can they survive the harsh winter as much as possible.

In this land, even a fool would not waste food.

Everything is a matter of survival.

"War mother."

Scar Girl knocked on Ashe's door. She was wearing animal skins and light armor, with some white bones and teeth hanging from her body.There are some scars on her face, but these scars have never been covered up by her.

In the Northland, it is a disgrace to have no scars.

"cough…"

After seeing the messy clothes on the ground, Scar Girl quietly backed out, and then closed the door carefully.

"Bang bang bang-"

In Scar Girl's mind, vaguely, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a white and greasy picture of ice and snow on the bed.

She took a deep breath, trying to look normal.

"Bang bang bang-"

Scar Girl knocked on the door again.

"Who?"

Ashe asked.

"Mother of War, all the territories have already gathered supplies."

The scar girl replied.

"Where are the soldiers?"

"According to your order, there are a total of 10 Iceborn and 3000 warriors, and I have brought them all."

"Yeah." Ashe put on her battle suit, opened the door, and patted Scar Girl on the shoulder, "Thank you."

"War mother, let me go with you."

The scar girl said.

"No."

Ashe shook her head, "Neither Braum nor Gragas has ever managed the tribe, you need to stay and take care of daily affairs. Moreover, Lakstark is our camp, so nothing can happen."

"But…"

Scar Girl looked at Ashe with some concern, "Go to Winter's Claw, the people you brought are really too few."

"don’t worry."

Ari came over, "There is me."

Ari seems to be relatively relaxed, this trip, no matter what, is to meet Sejuani.

The winter's claws have made the people of the Northland fearful.

but.

For Ahri, Winter's Claw is actually nothing more than a tribe that sharpens itself in order to survive.

They treat themselves in a way that borders on cruelty.

Let the tribe become stronger.

A formidable adversary, but a formidable ally if turned into an ally.

The relationship between Ahri and Sejuani is okay.

Winter's Claw went to Demacia for almost an entire season without storing any supplies.

Ari and Aixi's trip is a timely gift.

Even if you don't accept it.

Not at all, just fight directly.

Ashe didn't want to bring too many people there, and she just didn't want Sejuani to feel threatened.This idea is still very good.

"Scar girl."

Ari also patted Scar Girl on the shoulder, "Wait for us to come back. Until then, protect our tribe."

"I...I see."

Scar Girl nodded and said seriously.

She has admiration for Ashe, but she has a special feeling for Ahri, which seems to be trust.

Ari's words are always reassuring.

……

Ice eagles glide through the air.

on the ground.

A group of Avarosa people in thick fur, pushing a wooden cart, drove Juvask and Ernyuk on the rugged mountain road.Ari and Ai Xi, who are the leaders, sit on a war horse.

Long brown hair hung down from the horse's hooves.

Walk very slowly.

Almost at the same speed as the walking soldiers.Horses are not good at running in the north.

However, some original horses can still be ridden.

"Did you see anything?"

Ari's hand was gently wrapped around Ai Xi's waist, her sweet lips were next to Ai Xi's ear, and she asked softly.

"not yet…"

Ashe held the rein and rode slowly.

In her eyes, there is a blue light, which is a characteristic when she shares the vision with the ice eagle.

"I hope Sejuani and the others are okay."

Ali said.

"Ah."

Ashe nodded, with a complicated expression on her face. She still has some feelings for Sejuani.

She said she would always consider Sejuani a sister.

She alone keeps the oath of the robe.

However, Sejuani has only hatred and anger towards Ashe, and she regards Ashe as a betrayer who betrayed her.

Ashe knew that when she left Sejuani, she almost lost her life.She didn't even dare to think about how Sejuani survived her cruel mother.