Legends of Runeterra

"Welcome, Li En. Next, I will take you to visit the best museum in Piltover - the Lemire Museum!"

“Ka La~~!”

Following Ezreal's ceremonial words, the heavy door was slowly pushed open by him.

Even without turning on the lights, the entire museum is well lit due to the large areas of glass covering the walls and dome.

Each piece of collection in the exhibition hall is protected by a transparent glass cover, some are dazzling and gorgeous, while others are simple and rugged.

"It's really great. Did you discover all these collections?"

Li En turned his head to look at Ezreal beside him, but saw him standing there in a daze.

"What's wrong, Ezreal? Is there a problem?"

"Something happened, Li En!"

Ezreal had a serious look on his face and a frown on his face, and he trotted to a corner.

“Crack~!”

The mechanism opened and he took out a hollow metal ball the size of a ping-pong ball.

"Li En, my uncle Lemire left a code, which we agreed to use only when we are held hostage!

I guess Lao Zhali bumped into me when he was delivering the message, and the two of them were taken away together, which is why I was detained in the police station for so long!"

Li En sniffed gently after hearing this.

"There is no smell of blood. The other party did not harm your uncle and Lao Zhali."

Ezreal returned to Li En and pressed the metal ball a few times quickly, and a beetle flapped its wings and flew up.

"Well, this is a rare item I brought back from Shurima. This beetle can smell odors that ordinary people cannot smell, and the sachet that comes with it is on my uncle."

“Patta, patta~!”

The beetles flapped their wings and flew around the exhibition hall.

"Yes, that's a very good method."

"Hehe~! I was thinking of keeping a trick up my sleeve, but I didn't expect to actually use it."

"But the group of people didn't take the collection, but took the people away instead. Ezreal, do you have any idea?"

"Well... If you ask me, the only reason why my uncle was taken away... is probably because of his knowledge!

Although he was unable to go on expeditions due to physical reasons, when it came to knowledge about the various ruins, no one in all of Piltover could match him.

Of course, this does not include me.”

“Patta, patta~!”

The beetle flew around Ezreal three times and then flew out the door.

"The beetle has confirmed the smell. I'm sorry, Li En, but I have to go save people now!"

"Let's go. I'll accompany you within the twin cities, but if they go out to sea, I can only arrange the fastest ship for you."

Ezreal paused and stared at Li En blankly for a few seconds.

"Well, thanks!"

"Haha~! You're welcome."

Looking at the increased bond value on the panel, the smile on Li En's lips became more gentle.

The two of them walked out of the museum quickly. The beetle was hovering outside waiting. As soon as they came out, it immediately flew away.

Because it was flying, the beetle simply ignored all kinds of buildings.

"I have a way to get there faster..."

"Come on, please, Li En!"

As soon as Ezreal finished speaking, he felt the collar behind his neck tighten.

"Wow~!"

As the corners of his clothes fluttered, when Ezreal came to his senses again, he found himself on the roof of a five-story building.

"Are you okay?"

"No...it's okay!"

"Okay, the beetle has sped up, so we have to speed up too!"

"Wow~!"

Feeling an intense sense of weightlessness, Ezreal let out a short cry, and then his mouth was blocked by the strong wind that poured into it.

He used both hands to pull off the goggles on his head and put them on, and was finally able to open his eyes.

The buildings of Piltover were rushing towards them at a very fast speed, and the rare beetle from Shurima was carrying the two of them forward at a rapid speed.

'This is... the direction to Zaun!? '

Seeing that he was not flying towards the port, Ezreal's anxiety was slightly relieved.

Although Zaun is a place of mixed people and chaotic terrain, it is undoubtedly much safer than unknown overseas locations.

You have to know that Ezreal had just escaped from the ancient tombs of Zaun. Zaun is nothing to worry about.

"Hehe~! Perfect, let me show Li En my superb adventure survival skills!"

Ezreal, who was being pulled by the collar, couldn't help but grin. Although the surging wind forced him to close his mouth, the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop rising.

...

If there is any place more desolate than the area contaminated by alchemical poison, it is undoubtedly the Zaun Mines.

That was a mining area established before Zaun sank. After more than a hundred years of mining, the miners had long passed away and the data map had turned to ashes.

Today, no one knows how deep the mining area is, or where the winding tunnel leads to.

"Crack~!"

"Fuck you, old man, hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, sir!"

After receiving a merciless slap on the back, Lao Zhali endured the pain and forced a smile on his face.

Dragging heavy steps, we advanced with difficulty on the road covered with gravel of all sizes.

'Ezreal, I'm a ***! (Piltover swear word)'

"Ah~! I'm so sorry, Lao Zhali, I got you into trouble!"

"Mr. Lemire, you are too kind. If you hadn't said that, I would have been thrown into some stinky ditch a long time ago."

"Oh~!"

Lemire sighed softly, and then the two of them followed the team of more than a dozen people in silence.

Regret, regret very much, regret very much.

Using the ancient ritual passed down from Ionia, Old Zhali felt that there seemed to be some kind of fate restraint between him and Ezreal.

He just wanted to buy a small cultural relic, but what was the result?

First, the store he had run for many years was bombed, and then when he was kindly helping Ezreal deliver a message, he encountered a group of mysterious people who kidnapped Lemuel.

If Lemuel hadn't spoken up to protect him, Lao Zhali felt that he would have been in a desperate situation.

But even so, after traveling non-stop from Piltover to Zaun in the past few days and then diving into the winding mine tunnels, Lao Zhali didn't know how long he could hold on.

Maybe tomorrow, or maybe the next second, I will fall to the ground and never get up again.

"Ah~! I hope Mr. Lemire can really find a solution..."

Old Zhali glanced at Lemuel, who also looked tired, and prayed silently in his heart.

Except for Lemire and the other two, the rest of the team, all dressed in black robes, walked silently in the tunnel.

No one noticed that behind the crowd, there was a thin and slightly hunched figure following.

"Diudiu~! Hehehehe~!"

Carrying his alchemical-powered crossbow on his back, Tucci cast magic to conceal his body and carefully hid behind everyone.