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Chapter 242 Interlude: LOL Short Stories

Demacia, White Cliff City, Keze Town.

White Cliff City is not big, although it is named "City", but in the end it is just a bigger town.As for the so-called Keze Town, it might be more appropriate to change it to Keze Village.The town of Keze on the border of Demacia-it is indeed closer to the border than White Cliff City-although it is not big, it is still a gathering place for three religions: refugees fleeing from Noxus, wanting to make a fortune Traveling merchants with a fortune from the war, bandits, bandits, thieves and mercenaries everywhere, and Demacians who have lived here for a long time.Not far to the north of it—about tens of kilometers away—is the famous "Gate of Sorrow".

Since Noxus' ambitions and actions invaded Demacia, White Cliff City on the border has not been peaceful for a few days, although His Royal Highness Jarvan IV and His Excellency Galen Crownguard The army repelled the invading Noxus soldiers time and time again, but it was not uncommon for the border towns under the rule of White Cliff City to be burned, looted or even slaughtered, which broke the heart of the White Cliff City Lord. The hair is a little gray because of this.However, it is precisely because of the war that this ancient and somewhat rigid city on the edge of the land is close to the ocean, bringing new vitality.

At least Norveen thought so.

Norveen runs a tavern in the town of Kerzer.If it were before the war, the boring old-fashioned and stubborn people here might not come to drink a few times a year.They only think about farming, fishing, farming, fishing, and then give birth to a child and continue to teach him farming and fishing!Whenever he counted his income, Novien would curse helplessly.Of course he wasn't a local, he was a Noxus deserter—it's not very accurate to say a deserter, because he had never even been on a battlefield, and he escaped simply because he couldn't stand the harsh training of Noxus.To tell the truth, no one knew why he escaped from that horrible hell unscathed, and neither did he himself.

And when the flames of war ignited, Norvien's tavern business also improved. With his understanding of Noxus, he was able to find success in one team after another. Although the cost of achieving this effect was extremely high, at least One life was saved, and the increasing income barely offset the expenditure in this regard.That's right, with his previous experience in the army, although Norvien couldn't kill a group of elite infantry by himself, it was more than enough to deal with some rogues.Those who don't pay their debts will give them a taste of the iron fist of Noxus.

Norveen started today's business while humming a ditty.

It didn't take long for him to welcome the first guest of the day—a young man with a pale face and sloppy footsteps, but he still couldn't hide his handsomeness.

"Oh, hey! Aatrox! Why are you here so early today?" This guest, Novien, is very familiar. After all, if there is a guest who doesn't fit in with the surrounding environment and orders the most expensive wine every time he comes, Come for a month in a row and you'll remember him too.

"Do you still want Lie Leqi today?" Seeing that the visitor sat down at the bar without saying a word, Novien leaned over attentively and asked, "What's the matter, my friend? Is there something that makes you unhappy?"

"Oh, yes, let's have a Zhalelqi." The young man called Aatrox muttered with his head down, "Some things have bothered me a lot recently."

"What's the matter? Maybe I, your best friend Novien, can help you." Novijn handed out a large glass of wine—this kind of wine called Lie Leqi was produced by Dema A rare distilled spirit in West Asia, it comes from Ionia, the ancient soil that often exports some mellow things that have been precipitated by time to the world.Due to the complex process and long brewing time of this kind of wine, the alcohol content and price are very high. Most people have to fall and fall drunk after drinking a few taels, so it has won the nickname of "a cup of shake". Tox gulped down the liquid in the glass, although it was mixed with water, even though it was not the first time he had seen this scene, it was enough to make Norveen speechless.

"Hmm... hiccup." After drinking half of the wine in the glass in one breath, Aatrox hiccupped slightly, and finally a little blush appeared on his pale face.This made him look a little angry, and his previous appearance was like a corpse just dug out of the ground. "It's nothing, it's just some philosophical speculation." As if under the influence of alcohol, Aatrox opened up, "Where am I born? Where am I going? What is the ultimate purpose? What is the meaning of my existence?" ?My enemy...my companion...how should I deal with it? What am I?" He spoke faster and faster, his expression became more and more agitated, and he even coughed excitedly.After a few painful coughs, Aatrox calmed down, but kept his head down.

"Hey! My friend! Let me tell you, these questions can't be solved even by the most intelligent and powerful people in the palace. Even if you ask the great Ionian apocalypse Lord Karma, you may not be able to get the answer. Could it be Do you ask yourself if you are smarter than them? Then you won’t sit here and drink too much, right?” Norveen also poured himself a glass of wine, ordinary ale, and took a sip, “So, you don’t have to worry about these at all. Worried about problems! Let me tell you, you are still so young, sooner or later you will find a solution to your problems! Now give time to the wine and let it take away your unnecessary troubles, my friend!"

Novien seemed to be proud of his words, and he took another swig.

Aatrox sat there in silence with his head bowed, and it took a while before he looked up.

"Thank you, Noveon." He raised his glass and signaled Novien to clink with him.

With the clang of the cups and the laughter of the two, they each drank the liquid in the cup.

"It's time," Aatrox murmured.

"What?" Novien was a little drunk.

"Novien, frankly speaking, I admire you." Aatrox put his hands on the bar and looked directly at Novien.For some reason, Novien had the feeling of being targeted by something extremely evil, which made him tremble uncontrollably.

"Look at what you said, I'm just a small person..." Novien was interrupted before he could utter the next words.

"I appreciate not only some of your ideas, but also your, um, physical body." Aatrox said to himself, "My friend, you know, I can't last much longer with this body now, It will collapse in a few days, but fate has allowed me to meet you. Is this a kind of luck or misfortune?"

Elegant demeanor and gentle accent, but what he spits out is a devil-like whisper, with an aura of destruction and brimstone.

Before Novien knew what happened, he saw that the young man in front of him turned into a black-red mist, and a strong smell of blood rushed towards his face. Afterwards, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.The black and red mist floating in the tavern gradually solidified and turned into the appearance of that young man again, but his face was rosy and his figure was tall and straight.

"Delicious body." Aatrox licked the corner of his mouth. "Now you've done me a big favor, my dear Norvien."

For Aatrox, there is nothing in this world that cannot be destroyed.

As one of the most powerful ascension fighters ever, his god-like attitude and glory were what he was most proud of.It's all that damned void!To this day, whenever he recalls the past, he can't help but curse Void.It's just that he doesn't want to admit that even if he was so powerful in the past—of course he is still powerful now—he still has nothing to do in the face of the erosion of the void.It was like some kind of rule, some kind of unspeakable force that changed everything about him.It's just that despite his hidden fear of the void, Aatrox never gave up the chance for revenge.Yes, he hated the Void more than he hated the Twilight Protoss.

If it weren't for those stupid Icathians... Aatrox often thought so, but unfortunately, such thoughts are meaningless.

With the belief in vengeance no matter what, and with eternal life, Aatrox decided to destroy everything.It is the ultimate meaning of my life to resort to destruction of this world together with the void, everything, plus myself.Aatrox thought.

In fact, what he said to Norvien was not all false. After destroying one place after another and harvesting one life after another, even Aatrox would feel tired and numb.So he would occasionally turn into a human form, wandering around different corners of Valoran, while thinking about some unanswered questions.It's better than nothing, but it's one of the few adjustments in Aatrox's long life.The people he met met his appetite, and naturally he couldn't escape the fate like Novien.Maybe being eaten by Aatrox is luckier than witnessing his violence?
No one knows.

Aatrox would occasionally go back to Shurima, to see Nerimajet, to see the shattered sun disc.He would sit in the endless expanse of sand, watching nomads, sand bandits, and grotesque creatures pass him by, and think back to the glory days of Shurima thousands of years ago.It's just that he hasn't been there for several years.

After destroying another village, Aatrox decided to visit Ionia. He was not in a hurry to turn the newly born land into ashes after the war, he just went to find someone.

"Hoo hoo hoo, la la la la la la ~" Humming a song with unknown meaning, the petite girl bounced through the crowd, chewing a piece of bubble gum in her mouth, and blowing out a pink bubble after a while. speech bubbles.

The Zhiyunia Bazaar in Ionia is the most famous trading post in Ionia, and it is also one of the sources of logistics for the Weitan Fortress in Zhiyun Province.The superior geographical location and economic level make this place almost the richest place in Ionia. All the big merchants in Ionia have their own chambers of commerce here, and they are usually representatives of the local forces in Ionia. , such as the Balance Sect, such as Shadow Stream.Although the current land of birth is extremely fragile, and it is torn apart to fight independently, it is clear that these forces do not want to dry up the money bags in their hands.As a result, the annual Precy Fair was held as usual during the years of the war, and the Zhiyunia Fair did not decline because of this, but faintly became more prosperous.

And now, it's time for the Pressy Collection.

How could Zoe miss such a bustling and large gathering place for mortals?

Even though her teleportation magic was still sporadic—it took her a dozen tries to teleport to Ionia instead of spinning around Targon—Zoe was still excited.God knows how much she has—hasn't seen so many mortals in a long time!Of course, if you have wandered in the universe for thousands of years, you will also sigh like this.

As the Twilight Protoss of this generation, Zoe has no sense of responsibility of the previous protoss. As the spokesperson of the giant gods, people usually have to go through severe tests before they can become a protoss. Female, when she became a protoss, she was just a child, a mischievous child.In the final analysis, even Zoe now is just a thousand-year-old child.Compared with performing the task of the Titans—maintaining the peace of every planet under the Empire of the Titans—Zoe prefers to use her own abilities to make some pranks, er, or massacre, depending on how you define it.Naturally, the space dog who teased her, His Majesty the Great Star-Forging Dragon King Aurelion Sol, is also an indispensable part of her daily life, but since her teleportation magic is not working well, she is rarely seen There was that big, annoying space dog, which sometimes made her sad, so innocent mortals around her had to suffer again from Zoe, who, of course, didn't see it that way.

Zoe is in a very good mood today, so she doesn't plan to do anything to the mortals in Ionia. She just blows bubbles, hums some songs she heard from the universe, and silently follows the flow of people.But... Even if she doesn't take the initiative to do something, her existence itself will distort something, um... This has caused more than ten magic item shops to malfunction.Zooey was naturally ignorant of all this, and even if she knew, she would probably only be happy.

Yes, Miss Zoe, our mischievous Protoss, can only take genuine pleasure in the mortal misfortune she has caused, long since she is no longer mortal, and the fallen, divinity lost to a mortal The Pantheon that was taken was different.In fact, the mortal who changed his name to Pantheon and obtained the power of the war protoss has been targeted by the giant gods. Although the giant gods are responsible for maintaining the peace of the planet, they are still the rulers. Slapping a Titan in the face will never be tolerated.That mortal had only two options in front of him, one was to become a real War Protoss again and abandon his mortal status; the other was to be recaptured by the Titans and then die.How would he choose?Zooey just found it funny.But on second thought, if Pantheon really came back, she might have to help her space dog protect some stars again, which made her feel distressed.

(End of this chapter)