League of Legends

Chapter 178 Message from Chicago (35, please subscribe!)
You're a gift-giving genius.

Barbara took a deep breath, glanced at Baker, and then gently picked up the handed down sword that was completely decorated as a key ring in the box.

obtain.

Barbara looked at Baker with wide eyes.

This sword...

Can breathe?
Baker smiled lightly and said, "This sword is called the Sword of the Past!"

"Heirloom sword?"

"Well, it's the weapon of Rito, a master swordsman in Ionia."

"Later, Rito died of illness, and the sword was passed on to her daughter Irelia."

"One day, the war broke out. When the Noxus army was overwhelming, Irelia fought alone, but was unable to recover. The iron cavalry crossed the border, and the corpses were strewn across the field. Just as the desperate Ionian When Xidian Jutai was about to surrender, Irelia held up this handed down sword left by her father, and finally achieved her reputation of blade will!"

"This battle must be won."

"Their victory will surely become a luxury!"

"Ionia, will not perish!"

Baker told the story about Irelia and the handed down sword in his memory.

Barbara looked down at the small handed down sword in her hand. Following Baker's narration, she could feel the mood of the sword.

passionate.

Excited.

cry?

Strange, why is she crying?

Baker said: "Later, when the will of the blade became a dancer of the blade one day, this handed down sword left Irelia's side, because when the will of the blade was gone, the blade also lost soul."

Knife girl!
Irelia!

Eternal God (Broken sound!)

Baker thought of Dao Mei, who was at the pinnacle of her debut, and then thought of cutting it off if she had nothing to do. In the end, she completely cut off Dao Feng's will.

When Irelia no longer starts the flying posture, is Irelia still Irelia?
Uncomfortable!

Baker looked at the handed down sword in Barbara's palm and smiled: "It seems that she likes you very much."

Barbara looked down at the handed down sword that conveyed her certain emotions in the palm of her hand, and smiled.

next second.

Barbara picked up the champagne beside her.

Raise a glass.

"Although this is a bit different from the gift I want, thank you, I like this gift very much."

"……nice! You love it."

Baker was silent for a while, and clinked glasses without answering Barbara's words.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Baker and Barbara drained their glasses.

The attendant who was serving at the side immediately refilled the glasses of the two of them with discerning eyesight.

Next.

Baker was talking and laughing with Barbara and enjoying the food of this restaurant.

Three rounds of wine.

At this time.

A man and a woman came in from outside the restaurant.

It was five seconds after the couple passed the table of Baker and Barbara under the leadership of the attendants.

"Baker?"

"... Baker Morton?"

Baker put down the knife and fork in his hand, looked at the woman who suddenly appeared at the table, and frowned: "Carrie?"

Carrie Kay, with her fiancé Bruce Burt by her side.

Ok.

It is the high school friend Baker met when he encountered the Human Skin Inn in Selivia for thousands of years.

Baker raised an eyebrow.

Get up.

Baker and Carrie hugged and said long time no see.

Carrie shook the bright ring on her hand, pointed to Bruce Burt who was wearing glasses and said, "You still remember Bruce, we are married."

"Of course I remember." Baker and Bruce hugged: "Long time no see, how are you, buddy."

Bruce smiled, looking a little sluggish, and said, "It's not bad, how about you, I remember we haven't seen each other since you left Chicago, right?"

After he was rescued from the Human Skin Inn in Selivia the year before last, he suffered from some kind of mental illness when he returned to New York.

It took a whole year of last year, with the help of the doctor and the unwavering care of his fiancée Carrie, to gradually get out of his psychological shadow.

Baker nodded: "Yes."

Carrie took Bruce's arm, then glanced at Barbara who was sitting across from Baker, and then looked at Baker.

Baker was taken aback, and then introduced: "This is Barbara, my...girlfriend, today is her birthday."

Carrie covered her mouth, said God, and then looked at Barbara: "Sorry, did we bother you?"

Barbara smiled and said, "No, actually, Baker rarely mentioned to me about his time in Chicago."

Carrie smiled and said, "Believe me, at that time, it was definitely not a good memory, right, Baker."

Chicago nine or eight years ago?

Ah.

Chicago used to be known as the capital of crime. In terms of crime rate, even Hell's Kitchen would kneel down in front of Chicago and call him grandpa.

In the end.

There are too many black skins in Chicago, which may be one of the reasons why I was kicked out by my uncle at that time.

no way.

If Baker doesn't leave, there will probably be another riot.

"correct."

After Carrie exchanged phone numbers with Brut and Baker, she seemed to think of something before leaving.

stop.

Carrie looked at Baker: "Are you going back to Chicago tomorrow?"

Baker asked, "For what?"

Carrie seemed a little surprised: "You don't know?"

Baker was bewildered.

"Adam Anderson is dead."

"……what?"

Baker raised his eyebrows. Adam Anderson, like Carrie, was a classmate of Baker's and grew up in the same neighborhood.

If it is more serious, Adam Anderson can be counted as Baker's younger brother.

Similar in nature to Ned Leeds in Little Spider.

When Baker left Chicago, he only made a promise to Adam Anderson. If Adam came to New York one day, he would cover him unconditionally.

Unfortunately.

Adam Anderson, the chubby guy at the time, had an elderly grandmother to take care of, so he never left Chicago.

Baker barely communicated with Chicago after he left.

and so……

Baker frowned, "Why?"

Carrie said: "It is said that it was a car accident. It was on the 34th street yesterday. The church will pray for Adam at noon tomorrow. Are you coming?"

Baker came back to his senses and hummed: "If I'm free, I will go back."

Carrie didn't say anything, she waved to Barbara directly, and then walked towards their positions with her husband Brutt.

Soon.

The two leave.

Barbara looked at Baker who was frowning and thinking in his position: "Why, don't you want to go back?"

Baker looked at Barbara: "To be honest, I don't really want to."

Barbara said thoughtfully: "Why? If I remember correctly, in your file, it seems that you have never had contact with your two younger sisters since then."

Baker said directly: "I'm sad."

Barbara: "..."

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