Ali's Bizarre Adventure

The wooden bridge at the port shook violently, "Sejuani, do you want to kill these two women?"

Ari looked helpless, the strong man in front of him was Olaf, and Ari had met him before.

Olaf grew up on one of the wildest peninsulas in the Freljord. He belongs to the Rockfar people known for their powerful physical strength and brutal battles.

In the Freljord, Lokfarians are known as berserkers.

It is the type of person that cannot be provoked the most.

"Don't do it!"

Sejuani's voice was full of majesty, "You have to fight too... Cough, Ari is my friend, Olaf, you step back first. Don't be so reckless when you see people, you are easy to scare they."

Olaf retreated resentfully.

Depressed.

Originally, when he saw the True Ice weapons on Ahri and Ashe, he thought that they should be two very powerful opponents.But from Sejuani's tone, it seems...these two women look weaker.

Olaf still prefers wild female warriors.

Have fun fighting.

Sejuani breathed a sigh of relief, [Fortunately...didn't say 'you have to beat them too', otherwise it will be troublesome. ]

Sejuani had seen Olaf in a state of madness, and single-handedly singled out her entire tribe.

Among the many fighters, cut a bloody path.

In the end, it was a tie with Sejuani.

On the battlefield on the border of Demacia, Olaf was more like a wild beast, with blood all over his body, and it was unclear whether it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy.No one can stop him at all.

Olaf has been looking for opponents all his life, and died in battle with honor!

"Ari, why are you here?"

Sejuani asked.

"I'm here to deliver supplies, Sejuani, we've always been friends, haven't we?"

Ali replied.

Sejuani walked past Ashe coldly and came to Ahri, "She is not welcome here."

"Sejuani, don't do this."

Ahri patted Sejuani on the shoulder. She had broad shoulders and was a little taller than Ahri and Ashe.

The thick armor makes Sejuani look very strong.

But well...

This is just the surface.

Sejuani's figure is actually pretty good.As long as you take off the armor, you can feel her powerful body.

The lines are full and sexy.

"Anyway, we're all here, don't talk about entertaining us, at least let us go to your house for a while?"

Ahri's tone was very relaxed.

Sejuani's current appearance, although cold, did not show any disgust or hatred.

In this case, it is relatively good.

after all.

The cold war is mostly between friends, lovers, and relatives, and it only happens after quarreling for some reason.

Sejuani glanced at Ashe out of the corner of her eye.

This woman looks more mature than before, but she still has a naive feeling.

It takes more than half a month to walk from Rakstark to Ornkar Rock. As a war mother, Ashe didn't stay in Rakstark and ran here. What is the reason?This confused Sejuani a little.

"Sit down for a while, but don't think about me taking care of her. Even if she is abandoned by her people, I will not take her in."

After Sejuani finished speaking, she rode on her mount——Steel Mane.

This huge Juvask wild boar looks like a mammoth, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get up.

Probably only someone like Sejuani can tame it.

"Ahli, come up."

Sejuani sat on Mane's back, bent down, and stretched out her hand to Ahri.

"No... no."

Ari shook his head hastily, "I like to walk, your clansman and I, follow behind."

Seeing that Ahri refused, Sejuani didn't say anything.

Just riding a steel mane, walking towards the tribal settlements, there are still many triangular houses left.

No one from other tribes came to destroy it.

This is good news.

Otherwise, the first thing Winter's Claw will do when he returns to the Freljord may be to bloodbath other tribes.

Ahri took Ashe's hand and followed Sejuani.

Ari knew that Sejuani had sent her an invitation just now, and she absolutely could not agree to it.

Otherwise, Ahri and Sejuani sit together.

Close to the.

The steel bristle's huge butt twisted and twisted, and Ashe followed behind, it was hard not to have thoughts in his heart.

If you can't figure it out, just shoot Ahri with an arrow.

It is not impossible.

In short, when you go out, be considerate of your wife in everything, so as to avoid unnecessary dangers.

"Shasha..."

"It's so... so fragrant, grass Erniuk's butt, I smell the aroma of grilled Erniuk (suck~)"

Olaf was drooling.

“It really tastes like meat!!!”

"And wine!"

The people of Winter's Claw were boiling, and the half-dead people, when they smelled the aroma of food, seemed to be back to life.On Huang Bulaji's face, there were also a few wisps of anger that belonged to a living person.

"Brothers and sisters, in the hall of Winter's Claw, we have prepared a banquet for you to celebrate your return!" Ahri turned around and shouted to the people, "Please enjoy!"

Sejuani turned her head to look at Ahri and Ashe, her expression was a little more vigilant, probably because she was afraid of being poisoned.

After all, Winter's Claw and Avarosa have always been at odds.

"We're defeated."

Sejuani looked into Ahri's eyes, "What's there to celebrate?"

Sejuani has always believed in Ahri, and even has some positive views on Ashe.

But she has to consider some dangerous possibilities.

Sejuani's aura suddenly became stronger, "Or... our defeat is something worth celebrating for you Avarosans?"

Chapter 525 Northland

Oncar rocks.

The strong aroma of barbecue permeates the cold air, and piles of bonfires are lit on the pale snow.

"Sejuani, go home first."

Ahri took Ashe's hand and followed Sejuani, "Your people all need food. Winter's Claw is the first tribe to go on an expedition to Demacia, and they can return safely. Isn't it worth celebrating? "

"Sometimes it doesn't matter whether the war is won or not. We are all like frogs shackled at the bottom of a well. Going out to see a wider world and more possibilities is what is really valuable."

Ali continued.

Just like the first time the Vikings went out of Northern Europe and came to the monasteries along the coast of Western Europe, this is destined to be an important step in history.

The Winter's Claw, led by Sejuani, does exactly that.No one can resist a piece of fertile land, and gold everywhere.In the future, there will only be more northerners flocking to Demacia and even more distant continents.

Just like the Vikings, starting from the looting of the monastery, it slowly spread throughout the European continent, from Ireland to Britain, from Paris, France to Eastern Europe.Iceland, Greenland, and North America left their legends in brand-new lands, as well as the fear and trembling of the indigenous people.

Ari believes that the Northlanders may do the same.They won't be stuck in the permafrost of the Freljord forever.

Sejuani rode on the steel mane and walked in front of the team, the snow was under the steel mane's feet, and there was a creaking sound.

Sejuani's back is broad and majestic, holding a chain hammer wrapped in pure ice - Winter's Wrath in her right hand.Gives a feeling of coldness and power.She is a lion of the Northland, but it is difficult to realize her ambition.

[I will definitely conquer Demacia. ]

Sejuani looked up at the permafrost, as well as her desolate clansmen, her hand holding the wooden handle of the flail tightened.

Even though the wooden handle of the flail was covered with several layers of animal skin, she could still feel the chill from Zhenbing.

Her life has always been cold.

Like after Ashe left.

Her heart is the same.

"It smells good-"

In the team, a burly man rushed out, "Wine! Wine from the Freljord!!!"

Iron-like muscles, full of strength, like a bull, Olaf ran into the hall first.He opened a barrel of ale, moved the barrel, opened his mouth wide, and drank it excitedly.

Sejuani looked back at the gleaming-eyed clansmen behind her, they looked like a group of hungry wolves wandering on the ice field.Everyone swallowed, looking at the food and Sejuani at the same time.

"Enjoy yourself."

Sejuani waved her hand, "My people, you are all heroes in this expedition."

People flocked to the hall, scrambling, cursing, fighting, and sincere joy.

Food can often change a lot, at least it can make people feel hope, and there is a moment of tranquility and happiness.

Olaf's reddish-brown beard was covered with liquor.Holding an Ernyuk leg in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth.After eating a little bit, he began to brag about the battles he had experienced.

"Sejuani."

!!【# Ahri came to Sejuani, "Why don't you enjoy this banquet with your people."

Sejuani glanced at Ahri, and Ashe.

She was silent for a while.

Afterwards, she turned her eyes away from Ahri and Ashe, and landed on her own people.

"I will remember this kindness."

Sejuani said.

"This…"

Ari did not expect that Sejuani would suddenly be so serious, "Actually... just say thank you. We are friends. When you need help, we should reach out."

Ari doesn't want favors or anything like that.

After all, it's too distant.

Before real friends, or between sisters, there is no need for such solemnity at all.

Because among sisters, mutual help is the norm.

Sejuani was silent.

She rolled over from the mane, opened her mouth, but finally couldn't say "thank you".