Legends of Runeterra

"So... what happened? What happened when you and Paras went to climb that... that mountain?

Why didn’t you come to see me after you came down the mountain? Why did you leave without saying goodbye last time after I applied medicine to you? Why did you wait until now...”

Iula became more and more excited and his voice became louder and louder as he spoke.

There was a noise coming from the room where the two little ones lived, but she didn't care about it at the moment.

Her eyes, filled with tears and bloodshot, were fixed on Atreus. Her hands had already been clenched into fists, and her whole body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"Iula...I..."

"Click~!"

"Tommys, don't!"

"Mother..."

A small head popped out of the room, and a childish and worried voice woke Iula up.

She quickly raised her hand and wiped her face a few times with her sleeve, then turned around with a smile and looked.

"Sorry, honey, I'm fine."

"But mom, you..."

“Okay, Mom is just talking to Uncle Atreus, don’t worry, just go to bed, okay?

Hanny, please help and take Tangtang to bed."

"Okay mother, come on Tommys."

"Then...Mom, you promise me not to quarrel!"

"..."

"I promise!"

"Yeah, and Uncle Atreus."

"I...I promise you, kid."

"Uh-huh!"

Little Thomas nodded with satisfaction, then obediently let go of his hands that were clinging to the door and let Hanny lead him back.

"Click~!"

The door closed again, but after being interrupted by the two little guys, the emotions that Iula had been brewing before suddenly dissipated. In addition, she had just promised little Thomas, so after a moment of silence, Iula sat back down opposite Atreus.

"I'm sorry Atreus, I just..."

"No, Iula, you don't have to apologize. You scolded me and hit me, and I deserved it."

"Okay, let's skip this topic, okay? I just want to know the truth about all this, please tell me? Don't leave without saying goodbye like last time!"

"..."

"Ok."

Atreus still didn't look at Iura, his eyes fixed on the slightly flickering flame in the fireplace, afraid to make eye contact with the other person.

"That was when our patrol was ambushed. Only Pylas and I survived. After discussion, we decided to climb Mount Targon together to find the power to avenge our comrades..."

Atreus' words were not flowery, but rather plain and a little clumsy, but it was this way of speaking that clearly presented the whole process to Iura.

From the time they climbed Mount Targon to the time when Pylas fell before the summit, Atreus, who successfully reached the summit, had his body taken away by a supernatural being from above the heavens.

Since then, Atreus has transformed into a Protoss, searching for the evil beings called Darkin throughout Runeterra and engaging in a life-and-death battle with them.

Until he met the most evil and tyrannical Darkin, who severely damaged the Protoss Pantheon, and thus Atreus' will was able to regain his body.

And with the remaining 'power of the stars' in his body, Atreus 'killed' the darkspawn named Aatrox.

"So, the last time I picked you up on the farm was when you had just regained control of your body?"

Iula said, looking at the huge scar on Atreus' body that ran from his chest to his abdomen.

Fortunately, Iula thought Atreus was dead until she saw Atreus' chest rising and falling. Then she realized he was still breathing, so she quickly carried him home for emergency treatment.

But when Iula came back with the professional herbalist after running all the way, she found that Atreus had disappeared, leaving only a blood-stained bed.

"That's right. That Darkspawn left a tracking device on me. I can't stay with you, otherwise..."

"Okay, I get it. It's not your fault. So after this, why don't you come back to see me? At least let me know you're safe."

"..."

Atreus didn't answer, but his head lowered involuntarily.

"Okay, I know. It's the same old 'I'm staying away from you for your own good because I'm a man of disaster' excuse, right?"

"sorry, I..."

"Oh~!"

Iula looked at the warrior in front of him who showed his soft heart to her without reservation, sighed softly, then stood up and walked in front of Atreus.

"Pah~pah~!"

The palm full of traces of life's hardships gently patted Atreus's strong arm.

"Thank you for your hard work over the years."

"Now you are Atreus, and those evil demons are almost dead. If you have time... come back often. There will be a dinner here that is not rich, but enough to fill your stomach."

"..."

"My only request is that you live well, including Paras' share!"

"Iula..."

"Okay, the room has been cleaned for you, go to bed early!"

Iula said, then turned and walked towards the room where the two little guys were.

"Click~!"

The door opened and closed, and Iula leaned against it, tears already streaming down her face.

Of the two who climbed Mount Targon, Atreus, the survivor, suffered even more inhuman torture.

At this moment, the resentment over the death of Pylas completely disappeared, replaced by guilt for misunderstanding Atreus for many years.

"Hoo~!"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Iula could clearly hear the breathing of the two little guys as they slept.

After listening to Atreus' experiences over the years, it was already late at night.

Iula groped her way carefully to the bed, took off her coat, and lay down gently on the bed.

It was late at night, but she was not sleepy at all.

...

"Ok?"

Iula opened his eyes drowsily, and as if he had just closed them for a moment, he subconsciously looked towards the window where the sunlight was coming in.

"Is it already this late?"

Looking beside me, the two little guys were still sleeping soundly.

Obviously, they didn't listen well and went back to bed last night.

Iula carefully moved her body out of the bed, put on her coat, and walked out with light steps.

"Click~!"

As soon as I opened the door, a rich scent rushed into my nose.

Iula was stunned for a moment, then hurried out through the crack in the door, closed the door, and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

The closer we got to the kitchen, the stronger the smell of smoke and burning became.

"Bang~!"

Covering his mouth and nose, he pushed open the kitchen door. Just as Iula had expected, the tall figure was squatting in front of the oven, holding a shield in his hand, fanning the flames fiercely.

Atreus' eyes were red from the smoke, and his hands, face, and even body were covered with traces of flour and coal.

"Get out of my way, Atreus you big idiot!"