Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Just heard my brother say it.

It made her even more desperate.

Lux thought of the group of mages who had taken refuge with her. She had given them a lot of hope, and they believed it.

It was impossible for Lux to give up on them.

"elder brother…"

Lux stood up while supporting the table, "I'm leaving."

"Sister, take good care of yourself."

Galen said.

"You too." Lux's voice was weak, "I will come back to see you in the future."

"Come anytime."

"Ah."

Lacus didn't know when she would go home next time.

Maybe never come back.

……

In the barren inland, a burst of red magic surged, and then Ahri and Lux ​​appeared together.

Lux's heart was heavy.

Galen made it very clear about the situation in Demacia, but she couldn't accept this approach at all.

Continuing to implement the ban on magic means...

How many years Demacia lasts, how many years of suffering and oppression the mages here will suffer.

Hundreds of years, thousands of years are possible.

"Are you still thinking about those things?"

Ali asked.

"Ah."

Lacus nodded, "How about... let the prince order to send all the mages to the interior? We can bring the mages to live together. In this case, Demacia doesn't need to worry about them."

"impossible."

Ahri feels that Lacus is a bit confused now, "Think about it, how many mages are there in the whole country? They are all sent together, and they are still in the land of Demacia. Although they are far away from cities and villages, so many mages are together. Do you think... this poses no threat to Demacia?"

"Lax, what kind of person do you think the prince is?"

Ali asked.

"Brave, righteous, and intelligent." Lux thought for a while, "He is the most outstanding son of the old king."

Ahri hadn't met Jarvan IV yet.

But Ari knew some things about him. Jarvan IV fought with the army when he was very young, and even killed a dragon.

Moreover, in his own heart, he loved a magical creature and brought her back to Demacia.

——Dragon Maiden Shivana!

Such a young and heroic prince really needs to rely on the forbidden demon to find a moment of safety?

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ps1: It's 2022!I wish you all success in your studies and work in the new year. Of course, the most important thing is your health~

ps2: good morning~

Chapter 625 Lilia's Hope

Mythril City.

With the wind of late autumn and the bitter breath of the northern tundra, the barbarians lit a bonfire in the square.

A woman in a black robe sits by a campfire.

Watch quietly.

"This weather, it seems... It's going to snow." Sejuani held the curved cup and looked in the direction of the Freljord, "Will Anivia come here too?"

"Yes."

Ashe sat down beside Sejuani with a longbow of pure ice on her back, with a slender figure and snow-white skin.

Her eyes are ice blue.

With a little nostalgia.

"Do you want to visit further continents?"

Sejuani asked.

"Think about it," said a woman in rough cloth armor. "I heard that there is a place called Shurima, and there is sand everywhere. The sun shines overhead, all year round, always."

"Not now."

Ashe's voice was as cold as snow, extinguishing their yearning, "Winter is coming, and we still want the Northland. This winter, we can bring back enough food, it is the favor of the gods."

A few people in Demacia costumes were quietly warming up to the fire. They were sitting upright, as if they were attending a meeting.But this is just a very ordinary gathering, the Northlanders like to sit for a while before going to bed.

This allows them to remember that they depend on each other.

Always a family.

"What is your god like?"

A little girl pulled out a roasted black potato from the fire.Looked a little frustrated.

"Our God, merciful and awesome."

Ashe said with a solemn expression, "They led our ancestors through winter after winter. But now, they have not abandoned us, and guide us when we are confused."

"very nice."

The little girl glanced at her father and handed him the roasted black potatoes, "Old guy, do you want to eat?"

The man was unshaven, but in good spirits.He is the mage Ahri visited before.

At that time, he was a drunk who was numb to life.

Still a drunk.

However, he looked quite normal now. Among the barbarians, no matter how ragged his clothes were, he was more decent than the barbarians. It's just that his short beard looked a bit weak in the eyes of the barbarians with long beards.

The man broke open the blackened potatoes and ate them.

"What about your god?"

Ashe asked.

"Forehead…"

The little girl thought for a while, then fell silent for a while, "I have never seen our god."

"Should have heard that too?"

"Our god has wings, flies in the sky, and holds a flaming sword of judgment."

The little girl described as best she could, "He lived here before Demacia existed."

The woman in black robe sat quietly by the fire.

Listen quietly.

No one noticed her, and no one knew her, as if she didn't exist.

A black veil hung over her face.

Behind the hazy veil, there is a pair of night-like eyes, no one can see what she is thinking.

And she can see through everyone.

"Your god should also be admired by people, right?"

Ashe asked.

"Correct."

The unshaven man stuffed the whole potato into his mouth, "He shines brightly like the sun."

When he was young, he also lived under the protection of the gods.

Heart full of justice and honor.

"You have only one god?"

"only one."

The fire light swayed on the man's face, he seemed to recall the beauty of the past, and there was a little yearning in his eyes.But it soon became dim, and he shook his head helplessly, turning into a pool of stagnant water.

Life now is enough.

He can walk around outside like a normal person, and he can also support his family by working like a normal person.And here, no one would treat him as a sinner just because he had a mage daughter.

He didn't have to give his daughter to anyone.

No need to hide around.

……

On the dark city wall, barbarians stood guard in the cold wind, some sat on the ground, and some leaned against the wall.

Sometimes they chat, sometimes they concentrate.

"You say..."

A barbarian folded his arms under his armpits. The coldness of Demacia was nothing to them.

But the breath of the North was mixed in the wind, reminding them of the ice, snow and severe cold of the North.

"what?"

A little soldier from Twelve Winters stood upright, looking a bit like a Demacia soldier.

But she's just a savage.

Here, the other savages are very free and rough, and they never care about trifles.

It doesn't matter if you stand upright or not.

"Guess, Lady Lilia, will you come to the city tonight? Let's bet a silver wing coin."

"It's already here."

"Forehead?"

"Well, it's over there."

The little barbarian pointed to the south side of the city wall, and stood guard again solemnly. She seemed to want to be a real hero.However, she is still too young now, and it is hard to say whether she will live to a young and strong age.

In the darkness, a half-human, half-deer girl was holding a branch that shimmered with lavender.

The furry deer ears droop.

[Ah raccoon...]

The girl's eyes are big, purple, and very clear, [Today... I didn't come back...]

"Master Lilia, you come to the city every day, are you standing guard like us? No one takes turns with her."

said the little Savage.

"of course not."

"what is that?"

"She's waiting for someone."

"Waiting for Ari?"

"Yes."