Legends of Runeterra

"Cough cough cough~!"

"Don't mess around Oakland, it will be fine soon."

Old Trek was squatting beside a simple bed woven with palm leaves and supported by several tree trunks. A man named Auckland was lying on it.

"Uh..."

"Domino, give me a hand!"

"coming."

Domino, with a pale face and prominent cheekbones, squatted weakly beside Auckland's bed.

"Help me lift his leg."

"it is good."

Seeing Domino put his hands on Oakland's legs, Old Trek quickened his movements and quickly loosened the bandages wrapped around the other's thighs in circles.

A fifteen-centimeter wound appeared in front of the two.

Inside the wound, fat white maggots seemed to be disturbed and were wriggling constantly.

"Ugh~!"

Domino couldn't help but dry-heave, but since he hadn't eaten decent food for a few days, he just felt a sour feeling in the depths of his throat.

After carefully picking out a few maggots with a pair of tweezers that had been passed over flames, the expression on Old Trek's face visibly relaxed.

"Well, it's okay. The rotten meat has been eaten."

"Ugh! Old Trek, this... is this really going to work?"

"Otherwise, we have no extra medicine now, so we can only use this method to remove the rotten flesh from Oakland. At least this way we can give him a glimmer of hope."

As he spoke, he quickly and accurately removed all the maggots from the wound.

Amid Auckland's constant groaning, Old Trek quickly sutured the wound, applied ointment and re-bandaged it.

"Hoo~!"

Wiping the sweat from his head, Old Trek was about to stand up when he felt dizzy.

"Crack~!"

A somewhat weak arm supported him.

"Are you okay, old Trek?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little exhausted, I'll be fine after a while.

As long as Oakland survives tonight, his life will most likely be saved."

"Well, I'll help you go and rest."

Helping the weak old Trek to slowly stand up, Domino turned his head to look at the breakout team members lying in the medical tent, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The two of them walked out of the tent slowly in silence.

"Shua~!"

"what!?"

Domino, the guard, wanted to pick up the weapon beside him, but his body was also weak, and he was supporting Old Trek, so his movement was a beat slow after all, and a black shadow fell directly.

"Little... eh? You... you are... Ms. 'Gray Lady'!?"

Domino and the other man were surprised and delighted as they looked at the tall figure in front of them, wearing aristocratic clothing with the emblem of the Philos family, whose face was hidden behind a light blue curtain, and who had a pair of representative hands with a faint purple glow on the blade edge.

“You guys did a great job.”

Gray Lady looked at Domino, and a mechanical voice sounded from under the light blue energy mask.

"You are safe now. The supplies are placed at the entrance of the camp. You can rest and recuperate first. Later, the family members will come to take you home. I have to go to other mining areas next."

"Yes! Thank you Ms. Gray Lady!!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Domino supported Old Trek, and the two of them bowed to the Gray Lady with excitement on their faces.

"Shua~!"

There was a sound of wind, and when the two stood up again, Camille had disappeared from their sight.

...

"Shua~!"

Moving lightly and gracefully through the primeval jungle, Camille deeply felt the power of this new body.

Whether it is strength, speed, or body defense, they are all far superior to the Hex body.

She focused her attention a little, and the colorful mosquito flapping its wings a hundred meters away appeared clearly in her eyes as if in slow motion.

"Shua~!"

A cold light with a hint of purple flashed in the air, and the right wing of the flower mosquito was broken off at the root. The mosquito lost its balance and fell down weakly while spinning.

'Precise and powerful.'

Camille silently admired this new body in her heart and gently touched the pocket on her waist with one hand.

This magic pocket that can store a large amount of supplies was given to her by Li En after he heard that she had to rescue the family mining members as soon as possible.

Before going to Ixtal, Li En also took away sufficient food and medical supplies from the material warehouse of Hefeng Industries.

"There are five more mining camps to come, and we need to deliver supplies to them as soon as possible."

"Shua~!"

Following the map in her mind, Camille quickly moved through the jungle.

...

"Mr. Jace, Master Ambesa is waiting for you inside."

"Ok."

After looking at the guards who walked away quietly, Jace turned to look at the luxurious door engraved with wolf-shaped patterns.

"There's not even a single guard..."

A hint of doubt emerged in his mind, but it was quickly suppressed by Jace.

After all, the opponent is a Noxian general, and a few guards may not be as strong as his own strength.

Although the person behind the door has only been in Piltover for less than a week, the storm he stirred up has affected the entire Piltover and even Zaun.

"Inhale~Exhale~!"

After taking a deep breath and calming himself down, Jace raised his hand, opened the door, and walked in.

"Click~!"

The door automatically bounced back and closed behind him. Jayce looked around and saw Ambesa sitting comfortably on a sofa in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the gorgeous and exquisite architecture of Piltover.

Although he wasn't looking at Jace, for some reason he felt a faint sense of oppression in his heart.

This feeling of being superior made him subconsciously compare himself with the figure that left the deepest impression in his memory.

For some reason, Jace felt that the figure was even more imposing than the Noxian general in front of him.

Jace felt a sudden sense of relief and walked towards the window.

"Jace Tallis, meet Lord Ambesa!"

"..."

Jace kept bowing, but the voice asking him to stand up was still not heard.

“Pah, Pah, Pah!”

There was a sound of leather sofa rubbing against clothing, and it was obvious that General Ambesa had stood up from the sofa.

“Tick, tick, tick!”

A pair of boots covered with iron armor appeared in the eyes of Jace who was bending over.

"Keep your head up."

A rough and hoarse voice sounded, like the scraping of two sharp blades, causing the hairs on the back of Jace's neck to stand up slightly.

"Yes, Master Ambersa."

Jace slowly stood up, just in time to meet a pair of eyes as cruel and ruthless as a wolf's.

"..."

The two just stared at each other, and no one said a word.

"Hehe! Just barely."

Abesa walked over to the long office desk and sat down on the chair.

"Sit down."

"Yes, my lord."

Sitting down opposite Ambesa, Jace remained silent.