Lissandra is always chasing beams of illusory light, trying to fight against the established dark doom.

"A girl who came back alive from the void..."

Lissandra harbors longing.

"No other news?"

Ali asked.

"No."

Lissandra was a little helpless, but she was in the Freljord, how could she know too much about things on the other side of the world?

She had done her best to find more clues.

But often in vain.

"Ari, have you heard of Ancient Shurima?" Lissandra seemed to remember something again, and continued.

"I heard, a great empire, they ruled an entire continent among the three continents of Runeterra in ancient times, and named that continent after their own country—Shurima!"

"You know a lot."

"The holy city of Ionia, Presidio, has left a lot of history, and monks and prophets will tell the apprentices. Moreover, some apprentices, like me, will travel around and bring back some stories."

"Then you... know how ancient Shurima fell?"

"Stolen country?"

Ali replied not very sure.

She can't name too many, such as "Xerath", "Azir", "The Power of the Flying Saint".

Especially in front of Lissandra, Ahri is extra careful.

"no."

Lissandra shook her head, but she was very satisfied with Ahri's answer, this little fox always needs her to teach.Although Ari has traveled around the world and knows more than ordinary people, compared to her, a thousand-year-old witch, she is still just an apprentice.

Lissandra is happy to tell the stories she knows, even if they are not easy to come by.

"The decline of Shurima began with Icacia's revenge. Icacia is a united country. Their people are loyal to their mage king. After suffering oppression, slavery, and exclusion, they chose to resist."

"At that time, when Shurima was strong, Queen Setaka had many ascended people. They called the ascended gods warriors, but they were indeed worthy of this title. Icacia's resistance was ruthless. Crushing. However, no one thought that Icacia's anger would be so raging. After they knew they could not defeat Shurima, they used an unknown ritual to open the void crack."

"Icacia, Shurima, soldiers, ascenders, civilians, livestock, oh, they are all but a grain of sand thousands of years later."

Lissandra seemed to be mocking herself, with a painful expression on her face, "Anyone should never open that door..."

Chapter 655 Leaving the Freljord (End of Volume Three)

lax stark.

early morning.

In the distance, amidst the vast expanse of whiteness, a beautiful nine-tailed fox came from the north with a tired face.

"Ari, you're back."

Ashe had obviously been waiting for a long time, and she looked tired too, having probably not slept all night.

"Ah."

"Lissandra didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

"No…"

Ari looked at Ai Xi, seeming to have something on his mind, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Ashe is a good wife.

Ari is doomed to wander.

Even if Lissandra didn't let her go to Shurima, even if the Void Crisis came later, Ahri would have left.

The blood of the nine-tailed fox flows in her body.

"You... seem to have something on your mind? Did Lissandra say something to you? Or something happened?"

Ashe asked.

Ari and Aixi walked by the endless frozen lake, their reflections moving slowly on the ice surface.

Ari lowered his head slightly, looking at the reflection.

Ashe looked sad.

Not far away, in the triangular houses built of wood, the warm voices of family members came.

I can imagine that the people inside are lying on a warm bed.

Or sit by the fire.

They would be together for at least another whole winter, all in the cabin, as a family of three, or as a couple.

Ari looked at Ai Xiqingli's reflection on the ice.

Feel guilty.

This winter, it may be very cold.

Ashe can be cold.

"If you don't talk, I'm even more worried..." Ashe said, "Is there anything else we can't talk about?"

"And, you don't think anything can overwhelm me, do you?"

Ashe said.

Ahri and Ashe walked along the frozen lake for a long time, and they came to a hill with hard rock covered with frost.

In the distance, rolling snow-capped mountains can be seen.

Boundless permafrost.

lifeless.

Ahri took a deep breath of the icy air, and the sharp icicles scraped through his nasal cavity and entered his body.

The whole person became energetic in an instant.

"I love the Freljord."

"what?"

Aixi frowned when she heard Ahri's irrelevant answer, "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

In the snow-capped mountains, a few touches of bright red and green are squirming on the winding path.

Miss Nuotai's melodious singing came.

They are singing Three Sisters.

And the ground beneath your feet.

Ahri recalled some memories of himself and Lilia in the Freljord, the vulgar barbarians, the biting cold wind, ruthless looting, noisy banquets, rambunctious taverns, steaming goat milk, delicious White venison.

Ahri once again inhaled the cold wind mixed with icy debris into her body. In her heart, she loved the Freljord.

"I…"

When Ari first opened her mouth, the ice balls melted into water in her throat, making it difficult for her to say, "I'm leaving."

Ari didn't know what kind of reaction Ai Xi would have when he said this, he only knew that it was very quiet.

Quieter than ever.

After a while, she heard the sound of the cold wind blowing over the ice field, over the hills, and the hem of Ash's clothes.

Other than that, nothing.

……

snow.

On shoulders and hair.

into water.

flow.

Can't feel the cold...

The road stretches forward, very far, far away, with no end in sight, and two feet that alternately move numbly, without feeling tired.

Ari didn't know how long he had been walking.

ten days,

a month,

or longer...

In her mind, Ashe's icy skin and snow-skinned skin, as well as her beautiful and tough appearance were still clearly reflected.

Even more beautiful than in reality.

"Let's eat something."

A blurred hand stretched out in front of Ahri, blocking her sight and dragging her back from her thoughts.

She saw clearly the hand and the bread in it.

"After a few more days, you should be able to get out of the Freljord, Ahri, do you really not need to teleport?"

Lilia followed Ari with her luggage on her back.

"Ah."

Ali nodded.

"Then rest for a while, I found a cave, I'll go pick up some dry firewood later, and start a fire."

Lilia said.

Ari took a bite of the bread, chewed it slowly, her thoughts flew away again, she saw a vague shadow, a lavender shadow that walked into the heavy snow.

Ali remembered something.

before leaving.

But she couldn't remember what Ashe said to her, nor what they did.

Probably said nothing, did nothing.

She remembered that she went to see Vayne, a Demacian girl who had gradually become a Freljord.

Although it looks a little delicate, it has been integrated into it.

She remembered she had buried Evelyn in the ground.

A deep pit was dug.

Bury her.

Evelyn's hair is still showing, and Ahri will find Evelyn the next time she comes back.

Then dig it out.

However, I don't know if Evelyn will look like a human at that time, she may turn into a tree.

Or... into a flower...

"Ali!"

That fuzzy lavender figure appeared again, holding something in her hands, "I'm back~"

Shadow put things down, and there was a bright fire.

Ahri's thoughts returned.

She looks at the fire.

Still thinking about something.

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