Legends of Runeterra

"Hiss~!!"

"Ouch! My arm..."

"Cough cough cough~!"

After stretching for a while and pulling the black man's arm, Akshan frowned slightly.

Fortunately, he did not resist the force from being scratched, but rotated along with it. At this moment, his arm was only slightly painful and was not completely disabled.

Hearing the still powerful cough of the person being rescued beside him, Akshan, feeling a little relieved, turned around and looked at the other person.

"Friend, you didn't..."

“Ah ...

Before Akshan could finish his words, a violent roar suddenly exploded, and 'Bakay' plunged into the sand and gravel and pulled out his head.

Fortunately, due to the continuous injuries, the healing ability of this 'Bake' was greatly consumed. The eyeballs that were shot out by Akshan were still two empty sunken blood sockets.

Akshan just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but then he saw that 'Bake' quickly changed his way of perception.

“Hoohoo~Hoohoo~!”

The beast's nose twitched, making a sound like a bellows, while its abdomen pressed against the ground, trying to sense the two people's position by using its sense of smell and the vibrations coming from the sand.

One had just been through a fight and was covered in blood and sweat, while the other had been walking in the desert for more than a month without cleaning his body properly. The strong smell allowed Bake to instantly confirm the locations of the two.

"Roar~!!"

"What the hell is this?!"

"Shua~!"

"Wait a minute..."

Another hook shot out from under the cloak, and Akshan tied the black-skinned burly man to himself in an instant like a magic trick.

"Phew~!"

The grappling rope pulled, and the two of them swung into the air together.

Akshan smiled confidently at the dark-skinned man, revealing his neat and white teeth.

Unlike any other merchant guards, he paid great attention to his personal image and hygiene, at least until he was in danger of dying of thirst.

"Don't worry, my friend. Kind Akshan will not abandon anyone who needs help..."

"Ouch~!!"

Bake below heard the sound and chased after him, and Akshan subconsciously closed his mouth quickly.

However, what he did didn't have much effect at all. After all, the smell on the two of them at the moment... was really too obvious.

...

"Boom~!"

"Wuhu~! It was so dangerous. I was almost caught by you!"

With Quesanti using the grappling hook to deflect Bakay's attack, Akshan taunted behind him with a smile on his face.

"Roar~!!"

Of the eyes of Bakay that were shot out, only one has grown back.

"Bang bang~!"

The holy stone weapon fired bullets, and the giant beast quickly adjusted its posture, allowing the bullets to penetrate its scales, its single scarlet eye staring at the two people hanging in the air.

Seeing this, Akshan curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Although he seemed to be very carefree, he was now gradually becoming a little impatient.

The fight between the man and the beast has reached this point, and the ferocious and cunning monster has gradually figured out his fighting style.

After being shot in the eyes repeatedly, the opponent simply saved his energy and only grew another one, allowing the bullets to pierce his scales to avoid having his one eye destroyed again.

The ferocious pursuit never stopped, leaving him no chance to place the dark-skinned strong man in a place where the other party could not reach for the time being.

"It's really a hell... no, it's more troublesome than a hell!"

Thinking of his identity as a descendant of an ancient religious order, Akshan revised his complaints in his heart and wiped the sweat from his forehead imperceptibly.

Even though Akshan had excellent physical fitness, he was somewhat exhausted from running away non-stop with a muscular man who was over two meters tall.

After all, he had run all the way here from the caravan and had already consumed his energy on the road. When he saw Quesanti being attacked, he helped without even a moment's rest.

"Put...ahem...put me down..."

"Sorry, my friend, I can't do this. If I leave you behind at this moment, you'll be dead..."

"Stab~!"

A clear tearing sound was heard, and Akshan's eyes suddenly widened.

The next moment, Quesanti, who had been cutting the rope silently, suddenly pushed Akshan.

"you..."

"I'll help you delay, go now!!"

"Roar~!!"

Looking at the bloody mouth below, Quesanti had no intention of retreating in his eyes and stared at the other party.

Even though both of his axes had been lost, he still held the spare short blade tightly in both hands.

"Give me..."

"Boom~~!!!"

The turbulent and violent airflow rushed in all directions, and Quesanti, who was originally falling, was swept away like a leaf.

"Shua~!"

"Bang~!"

Catching Quesanti steadily, Akshan pulled the hook rope and let the air flow blow him nimbly, and finally landed on a relatively flat stone at a high place.

“Ahem!!!!”

The two men, covered in dust, coughed and waited for the smoke to clear. They saw that the previously brutal and cruel 'Bake' had his entire head gone. The gushing blood was quickly swallowed up by the hungry yellow sand, leaving only dark marks.

A tall, straight, inexplicably reassuring figure slowly turned around.

He had black hair and black eyes, a gentle smile on his lips, and there was no dust or sand on his neat clothes.

"You two, are you all right?"

Akshan and Quesanti looked at each other subconsciously, and then he shot out the grappling hook again and swung Quesanti down.

"I'm Akshan, thank you very much for your help!"

"Quisanti Okatok, I will always remember your kindness in saving my life!"

"You two don't have to be polite. I just happened to be attracted here. Seeing this monster doing evil and hurting people, I naturally can't just stand by and watch."

Looking at the man in front of him, whose perfect appearance was not like that of an ordinary person, whose extraordinary strength was extraordinary yet gentle, Akshan's tense heart relaxed a little.

"Although it is just a small favor, it is a life-saving favor to the two of us. Could you please tell us your name? We will remember it in our hearts!"

After bowing and saying these words, Akshan remained in the bowing posture and waited for a reply.

At this moment, he was grateful for the etiquette teaching from Satya, whom he hated the most in the past. If he had relied on the etiquette he had learned through hard work, he probably wouldn't even be able to express his gratitude at this moment.

"Haha~! You don't have to be nervous. My name is Li En, and I'm just an ordinary person."

"Leen!?"

Akshan suddenly raised his head and looked at the other person in shock.

The words of Lucian and his wife immediately emerged in my mind. Their extremely powerful strength, their appearance beyond the ordinary, and their gentle and polite attitude towards everyone...

"You...you are what Mr. Lucian said..."

"Oh? Do you know them?"

Li En deliberately glanced at the holy stone weapon 'The Merciful One' on Akshan's waist and nodded slightly.

"I see. Akshan, you are also the inheritor of the 'Sentinel of Light'."