LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia.

Time flies by like a flash, and it’s November 18th.

Winter has arrived quietly, and the temperature in the air has dropped very low.

Just as Jarvan IV predicted, it is located in the southeastern part of Demacia, on the other side of the Silver Mountains, in the Gate of Sorrow area.

The surrounding foreign bandits, warlike tribes, and even the Noxian warband were ready to move.

Their actions have seriously threatened nearby Demacia allies.

After Jarvan IV arrived, he quickly launched operations to fight against the Noxian war group and suppress the troublesome bandits and tribes.

Over a period of time, good news was frequently sent to the capital.

At this time, it was located on a hillside between Wheelwall Castle and the Gate of Sorrow.

Jarvan IV's army camped here to rest.

"Your Highness, Kakel's tribe could not hold on under our siege and surrendered. This time we captured a total of more than 500 people. We also got useful information from Kakel."

In the camp, an adjutant came in and reported: "There seems to be a Noxian battle group in the small mountain town located 70 kilometers to the west."

Hearing this, Jarvan IV raised his eyes from the map marked with many places, his eyes flickered for a moment, stood up and ordered: "Notify everyone, prepare to march, and must arrive at the small mountain city before evening!"

"Yes!"

The adjutant took the order and left the tent.

Jarvan IV immediately put on his armor, picked up the halberd placed aside, and walked outside with a stern look in his eyes.

Noxus again.

When he arrived at the border this time, he had already fought against the Noxian battle group no less than three times.

Although he won a great victory every time, Jarvan IV was not very happy. The tragic scenes he saw along the border made him feel uneasy.

Because the situation on the border is very chaotic at the moment, many places need to be calmed down.

Therefore, Jarvan IV divided the army into several groups, each led by his most trusted lieutenant, and set off in different directions.

And he led an army of 2,500 men from the south towards the border town of Noxus, Trewell.

Now, more than half of the journey is left.

But the Noxian warband has crossed the Gate of Sorrow and appears here.

This most likely means one thing. The situation on the other side of the Gate of Sorrow is probably not ideal.

Now, he has not received the message from the adjutant.

With a worried sigh, Jarvan IV tightened his grip on the halberd, his eyes firm.

At this moment, he could only continue to set off.

Behind him, he had nothing to worry about.

In the past, because he was the only heir to Demacia, he had to worry a lot and could not fight as he wished.

Now that he has an extremely outstanding younger brother, he no longer has to worry about severing the bloodline of the royal family.

You can now feel free to achieve your goals.

At this time, my nose became wet.

Jarvan IV couldn't help but raise his head and watch the snowflakes falling from the sky. Then he exhaled and turned to join the queue of troops.

Not long after, the troops set off again.

At the same time on the other side.

Trewell.

This is a city that seems to be made of steel. The towering walls are composed of solemn and majestic structures, adding a bit of iron-blooded momentum to this newly built city.

More than ten years ago, this area was just a rugged mountainous area with many clusters of villages.

And there is a fortress in the city.

"General Patria, the commander sent by Demacia this time is Jarvan IV. So far, three of our battle groups have encountered him, and all of them have been defeated."

A messenger ran into the fortress, knelt down on one knee in front of a high seat, and made a report.

Sitting on the high seat was a middle-aged man wearing black armor, holding his forehead with one hand and quietly listening to the report of the soldiers below.

"Jarvan IV. Prince of Demacia"

He whispered to himself in a low voice, his eyes flashing twice.

Under the high seat, an adjutant asked: "General, what are we going to do next?"

Patria tapped the chair with her fingers and said calmly: "Proceed as originally planned."

He looked straight into the distance through the exit of the fortress.

King's capital.

"It's snowing!"

The clear and joyful voice of Miss Crown Guard came from downstairs.

Lu Qi woke up from his bed. The cold air around him made him not want to leave the warm bed.

What's more, he rarely slept alone last night, and he also wanted to enjoy the feeling of occupying the bed alone.

Because, a certain swordswoman had a bad habit of grabbing the quilt when she fell asleep.

Lu Qi would often wake up from the cold in the middle of the night, and then crawl into bed pitifully in search of warmth.

Sometimes if I accidentally wake up Sword Girl, another wave of selfless devotion of love will inevitably follow.

Tired, very tired.

Lu Qi finally understood what it felt like to be "painful and happy".

Today was his alone time in bed.

However, thinking of the snow falling outside, Lu Qi finally sat up from the bed and started to change clothes.

After changing his clothes, he walked downstairs, intending to take a look at the snow scene.

When they arrived in the front yard, they saw Lux standing under the flying snowflakes, not feeling cold at all. She raised her head slightly and looked at it happily with her beautiful big eyes open.

Her nose was red from the cold, and she looked surprisingly cute.

Her golden hair was dotted with a few snowflakes, and there was a scarf woven by Ogesha around her neck. She had furry gloves on her little hands, and the snow started to fall bit by bit.

"What are you doing there?"

Lu Qi stood under the eaves and looked at Lux. The cold air outside made him want to go back to the living room to warm up by the fire.

This guy even ran to take the initiative to get wet in the snow.

"What do you know? It's called feeling the winter atmosphere!"

Lux glanced at Lu Qi and said, "This is the first snow this winter!"

"Okay, then take your time and feel it."

Lu Qi's breath turned into a puff of white mist, and after saying that, he turned around and returned to the living room.

He walked slowly, and behind him, the energetic Lux had already rushed in and grabbed the seat closest to the fireplace in the living room faster than he did.

The fireplace had just been lit by Yourna. Although it was not particularly hot yet, it had already warmed up.

Lux took off her scarf, then took off her gloves, revealing her two small hands, and moved closer to the fireplace to dispel the coldness on her hands.

"Did you shake the snow off your shoes?"

Lu Qi entered the living room and looked at her.

Lux replied casually: "It's clean."

Lu Qi said nothing more and sat on the seat on the other side, feeling the warmth drifting towards him.

Yourna poured two cups of hot tea over.

When it was almost done, Lux unbuttoned her jacket and took out a newspaper from her arms.