People in the League, Masters of Time Management

"Remember to bring me some special products when you come back, preferably... a ring or something." Ashe stroked her hair shyly.

"A diamond ring for engagement?" Sejuani guessed the meaning immediately, "Do you want me to match you with a small wedding dress?"

"I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense..." The blush on Ashe's face was more convincing than the three consecutive denials on his mouth.

Lissandra sat aside and smiled without saying a word, holding the small ice sculpture that was not suitable for children.

Seeing that the three sisters got along more and more harmoniously, Mu Bai's last worry disappeared.

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Before leaving the Freljord, there is still one major matter to be resolved in the Horde-the issue of the disposal of the darkborn sword Aatrox.

After leaving the meeting hall of the three sisters, Mu Bai took advantage of the darkness and quickly found the secret wooden house.

At this time, Aatrox was much quieter than when he first met, neither yelling nor acting strange.

Probably completely desperate.

"Have you decided?" Mu Bai looked down at the huge sword, "Follow me to seek revenge in the void, or stay in this piece of pure ice for the rest of my life?"

"Think about it." Aatrox replied quickly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.

It feels a bit like a child throwing a tantrum.

"Okay, you can continue to think slowly." Mu Bai didn't force it, "I came this time for another matter."

"I don't want to hear any more deals, you bloody maggot..."

"It's not a deal, it's a little benefit for you."

"I don't need it! Don't try to use your dirty brain to calculate me again!"

"It's up to you."

Mu Bai shrugged, ignored the opponent's roar and walked forward, a few strands of icy magic power were immediately released along his arm.

True Ice Magic.

After the formal establishment of the Freljord Alliance, the mission rewards issued by the system.

"What are you doing..." Aatrox felt something was wrong as he cursed.

Mubai is not strengthening Zhenbing, but... melting Zhenbing.

"I said, I'll give you some benefits." Mu Bai fooled around.

"..." Now Aatrox is not arguing, he only hopes that the True Ice will melt faster.

Seeing Zhen Bing shrinking slowly, hope was rekindled in his desperate heart.

Yes, exactly!Hurry up... melt all the damn ice!

Hurry up... Hurry up!

Aatrox became more and more excited, but at the moment when the outer layer of pure ice completely melted, Mu Bai stopped.

"Damn it! You're kidding me!" Aatrox experienced the feeling of going from hell to heaven and then from heaven to hell in just a few seconds, which was more exciting than ascension.

Just a little bit, he will be free again.

But it happened that the most critical point was missing, which made him still unable to get out of trouble.

"Don't be dissatisfied, at least you won't be so cold now." Mu Bai raised the giant sword with a smile, and sized it up a little.

Now the pure ice on the sword has basically melted, leaving only the most critical energy entrance and exit still sealed.

In this way, it can not only restore the magic sword to its original appearance, but also prevent Aatrox from transmitting magic power to the outside world.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Aatrox yelled anxiously.

"It's nothing, I'm just getting ready to leave here."

Mu Bai roughly measured the length and width of the magic sword, and finally decided to tie it horizontally behind his back.

"But I'm worried that no one will be able to control you after you get out of trouble, so... I plan to take you with me."

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On the other side of Runeterra, the border city of Demacia, Fossborone.

A girl in mithril armor stared at the bonfire in front of her and sighed heavily.

Beside her, there was another blonde girl.The latter didn't have heavy armor on his body, only a few pieces of iron to block his vitals, and a very ladylike little skirt.

"Why can't we stay in the town for one night?" The girl in armor smiled wryly. "Are you sure you can spend one night in this wilderness, my dear Laxana Crownguard?"

"Of course I can... I'm a qualified glow user!" Laxana, or Lux, puffed up her cheeks.

"Have you tried spending the night alone?"

"Well……"

"Do you have?"

"Well, no..."

"I knew it."

"It's okay, you have to trust me, sister Kashina."

"I just hope you won't be unable to sleep tonight." Kashina sighed again. "So, why can't we go to town for a night?"

"The town is not safe. I felt it when I was close to the city wall. There is a...very evil breath."

Lux straightened the folds of the short skirt, so that her white and slender thighs could avoid the cold wind as much as possible.

"I guess that's why the Knights of the Illuminati didn't come back."

"I think you are worrying unfoundedly." Kashina rolled her eyes.

"certainly not!"

"Okay, okay, no."

"Sister Kashina—!"

"I'm tired, I'm going to bed, don't make any noise." Kashina yawned pretending to be sleepy, then lay down on the grass, and stopped talking.

In desperation, Lacus had no choice but to lie down.

The moment she closed her eyes, she suddenly remembered a legend about Fossbarrow.

A legend about nightmares...

Chapter 39 Haunted Tales of Demacia

Fossbarrow, a small town in the northern border of Demacia.

There are not many residents here, and the environment is not good. It stands to reason that it should be easily forgotten in the depths of memory and become a remote town that no one cares about.

But the opposite is true—there's no Demacian who doesn't know the town.

The reason lies in a rumor from a few years ago.

It was rumored that, long, long ago—perhaps during the reign of Jarvan II, or perhaps earlier—something terrible happened to Fossbarrow.

An honest and honest farmer suddenly killed his sleeping wife and children at night, and when he was arrested, he kept yelling ravings like "they are ghosts" and "I saw darkness".

And this bizarre murder case is just an introduction.

After the farmer was hanged, Forsbarrow's nightmare had just begun.

That night, the judge who participated in the trial of the crime and the carpenters who built the gallows had the same dream at the same time. They dreamed that the farmer covered in blood and foaming at the mouth came to take revenge on them. The whole dream was extremely real.

At first they thought it was some kind of magical coincidence, but as more and more people dreamed of the farmer, people realized the seriousness of the matter.

The local governor had to spend a lot of money to hire the priests of Mihril City to appease the dead for them, but the effect was minimal.

As time passed, almost all the residents of the city dreamed of the farmer.

Later, the nightmare began to deteriorate, and the farmer turned into their worst fear in their dreams, haunting them endlessly.

In the end, the vast majority of people couldn't bear this terrible torture. They went crazy and ran away. Even the city lord was forced to jump into the river and commit suicide.

As a result, the resident population of Fossbarrow dropped sharply, while the name of "Haunted City" spread more and more...

"I've heard the legend."

On the somewhat deserted street, Kashina, the female knight of the Illuminati, put on a helpless expression.

"Everyone has heard the story."

"Yeah, so...you didn't think of anything?" Lux whispered, "The recent murder..."

"Don't think about it, it's just a coincidence." Kashina rolled her eyes to express her helplessness for the little princess of the defending family.

"The locals are what you think at first, but it turns out they were dead wrong!"

"Listen, Lux...it's a coincidence, okay? There aren't any demons, just a psycho killer."

"Then how do you explain the disappearance of the Knights?"

"Can't explain it, so here we are."

"We've got to do the worst—"

"Okay, my eldest lady." Kashina interrupted the other party impolitely, "At least let me investigate the reason for the disappearance of the Knights, okay?"

They have been here for three days, and Lux ​​murmurs something like "there are demons" and "we must believe in the light" in her ears every day, which makes her ears callused.

"Hmm..." Lux puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, but didn't continue to argue.

Indeed, regardless of whether there are demons or not, investigating the reason why the Knights lost contact is the top priority.

"Let's go, go to the next hotel to find out information."

Kashina pushed the door open.

Today's weather is still gloomy.

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On the other side of Runeterra, about ten kilometers north of Fossbarrow.

Mubai held the map in his hand, looked at the Egros Mountains in the distance, and let out a long sigh of relief.

After several days of traveling day and night, he finally left the Freljord with the fleeing Demacian soldiers.

The weather here is not as cold as in the north. The lush vegetation has replaced the heavy snow, and the smell of mud and prosperity is wafting around.

"We're almost there." Mu Bai put down his bags, and signaled to the soldiers who were about to be exhausted and paralyzed that they could take a short break.

"Thank you for your help……"

The middle-aged soldier Deta breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly leaned against the tree trunk with his teammates to relax his legs and feet.

Taking advantage of the rest time, he secretly looked at the... sword on Mubai's back?Maybe a sword.

A weapon that is more than three meters long...can it really be used by humans...

Even if you have the strength to wave it, it won't be very smooth...

too exaggerated……

Mu Bai didn't notice the surprised gazes of several people, he put down the magic sword on his own, and then sat down on it.

The width of this sword body is about the same as a chair, and it is quite comfortable to sit on.

"Don't be too arrogant, maggot!" The only fly in the ointment is that this sword can scream. "Get your dirty body out of the way!"

This voice is not transmitted to the outside world as before, but is similar to the communication between Kayn and Raast, and only those chosen by him can hear it.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, just sit for a while." Mu Bai also responded in the same way.

"You bloody maggot!"

"If you keep arguing, I'll throw you into the latrine, and let you see real maggots."

"..."

Aatrox is not afraid of pain or hardship, but humiliation.