Legends of Runeterra

The silver moon set in the west, and the night surged like a tide, covering the town where the monastery was located.

Aunt Martina, the old woman who had coaxed Sona to sleep before, walked into the dormitory and woke up the children one by one.

When I knocked on Sona's door, it opened immediately. Sona, who had already packed up and was carrying a wooden box, stood quietly behind the door.

"It's time Sona, let's go to the port!"

Sona blinked her aqua blue eyes and nodded slightly.

Aunt Martina took Sona and her companions out of the dormitory and boarded an ancient carriage.

“Click! Click!”

The horse's hooves, wrapped in thick cloth, made slight sounds as they touched the road.

Soon, the carriage drove into the port, and Sister Martina got off with a few people.

There was a cold wind blowing at night, and Sona and her friends couldn't help but shrink their necks.

Sona rubbed her arms and looked up at the water.

Under the dim lights of the pier, a thin layer of mist floated on the dark water.

The pier, which was bustling in the past, is now so quiet that you can hear the breathing of people around you.

"Wow~!"

In the distance, there was a sound of the water breaking, and a merchant ship without any lights on was slowly approaching the shore.

"Bang~!"

The gangplank was lowered, and a man dressed in silver and blue with a resolute face walked down quickly. Sister Martina and the children came to greet him.

"Mr. Barton!"

"Hello, you must be Sister Martina!"

"Yes sir, these are the children who are to be sent away!"

Mother Martina moved her body to the side, revealing the five children behind her, and Barton smiled kindly at them.

"Okay, leave it to me! Noxus is brutal and barbaric, and there is no justice at all.

As a Demacia, and a believer of the Illumination, in the name of the 'Winged Guardian', I will bring them safely to Demacia!"

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Patton!"

Aunt Martina showed gratitude and was about to bow, but was held back by Barton.

"That's not necessary, ma'am. Let's get the children on board quickly. Noxus has already started to block the coastline!"

"Mmm Good!"

Upon hearing the news, Sister Martina quickly stood up, brought the five children to the gangway, hugged them one by one, and watched them get on the boat. Finally it was Sona's turn.

Gently pulling Sona's hand, Aunt Martina rubbed her little head.

"Go Sona, take care of yourself along the way!"

Sona bit her lip, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, and threw herself into the arms of Aunt Martina.

"Alright, alright, it's okay! When the war is over, you can come back and visit if you have the chance!"

Aunt Martina patted Sona's back and pushed her out of her arms.

Sona nodded and took out an amulet from her arms that she had spent several days weaving before getting on the carriage.

He held the amulet in both hands and carefully handed it to Sister Martina.

"Haha~! Thank you Sona!"

Sister Martina smiled and reached out to take the amulet.

"Whoosh~!"

There was a brief tearing sound in the shadows.

"Dang~!"

Patton drew the long sword from his waist and knocked away the incoming arrows.

"Enemy attack~!"

Barton roared, and several big men holding shields immediately jumped off the boat and protected the three people behind them.

"Plop~!"

Sister Martina quickly leaped forward, holding Sona in her arms, while looking up at the deck.

"Kids, get down and hide!"

"Leave none, kill them all!"

A centurion in black and red armor walked out of the shadows. With a wave of his hand, a group of Noxian soldiers in armor of various shapes rushed up with strange cries like a mob.

"Raise the anchor, and the rest of you, follow me and hold on to it to delay the time!"

Patton, holding weapons, led the charge.

The two sides came into close combat and a melee broke out.

However, it soon became clear that even though Patton, who was born into a noble family and had extraordinary martial arts skills, his crew members were mainly seamen.

Faced with the bloodthirsty and brutal Noxian army, Patton was still at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and was forced to retreat again and again.

On board, at the anchor capstan.

“Crack! Crack!”

After the chain was tightened to a taut point, no matter how hard the four men tried, the winch did not move at all.

"Rook, what happened? Why hasn't the anchor been raised yet?"

"First mate, the anchor is stuck. I think the Noxian scum has tampered with it!"

"Quick, find two saws and remove the capstan!"

"Yes!"

Several people immediately found a saw and started sawing the wooden joint of the capstan.

...

Feeling the smooth transmission, Li En sighed slightly in his heart that Ms. Huanmeng was a little more reliable.

Then he raised his wrist and looked at the 'Dream Bracelet'.

"System, open the item panel!"

"Ding! The panel is open!"

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【Name】Dream Bracelet

[Level] Legend

[Evaluation] Depending on the amount of energy infused, it can dispel different levels of mind control, with the highest level not exceeding legendary.

The materials mainly come from a deer who does not want to reveal his name. The production method is relatively crude, but it contains the full-strength attack of a being close to the demigod level, and can be thrown out as a "fight to save the world" at a critical moment.

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Looking at the information on the panel, Li En felt that he had made a lot of money this time.

Ms. Huanmeng might have given him such a treasure with the intention of compensating Li En.

After all, in her opinion, what Li En will face in the future is Sindra, whom even she is afraid of.

'What is poison to others is honey to me!'

Thinking of the big guys assisting him, a smile appeared on Li En's lips.

At this moment, a dark blue light quickly came from behind and merged into the barrier silently.

"Wow~!"

The barrier suddenly began to fluctuate, becoming more and more violent.

Li En, who was inside, felt that it was even more uncomfortable than Ivern's previous teleportation.

If before they were just thrown into a washing machine, now they are thrown into a centrifuge where the directions are changed alternately.

The world was spinning, and a feeling of nausea came over me.

...

After ten minutes of holding out, Patton's side began to suffer casualties.

The long sword had long been replaced with a more convenient broadsword. Patton split the enemy's shield with one sword, and cut off half of the opponent's shoulder.

The centurion standing at the back watched the scene expressionlessly, then he turned to look at his deputy beside him.

"I will capture the merchant ship. You must capture the Demacian alive!"

"It's my lord!"

The centurion raised the mace covered with dark red marks in his hand and took a step forward.

"Boom~! Boom~! Boom~!"

The dull and penetrating sound of footsteps echoed throughout the battlefield, becoming more and more rapid, and the Noxian soldiers made way one after another.

Looking at the approaching centurion, a sailor raised his shield and tried to resist.

"Bang~!"

“Crack~!”

The sailor fell to the ground with his shield. As the centurion stepped on him, a head-numbing cracking sound was heard and dark red liquid spurted out from under the shield.