First, take down the Sword Demon, then save Runeterra.

Riven and Artoria remained in a bowing posture.

Having delivered the orders, Amistan saw no need to remain and turned to leave the camp.

Riven finally couldn't hold on any longer until his figure disappeared from sight.

when!

Runeblade fell to the ground first, then her body.

Atto appeared beside her and let her lean against him.

"Sigh... I owe her more and more. All I wanted was to hitch a ride to Ionia, Riven, why..."

At this time, the only people left in the camp were having dinner. With no one else around, Ato had no more worries.

Ato slung the Runeblade over his shoulder, supported Riven's neck with his right hand and her legs with his left, and lifted the unconscious Riven into his arms.

He kicked open Riven's door, gently placed her on the bed, and hurriedly closed the broken door.

Riven was bleeding profusely.

Although it might attract attention, Atto didn't care about that anymore.

He drew the Darkin Demon Sword, and the next moment the sword returned to its original form, filling the room with a strong smell of blood.

This was the first time Ator used the magic sword's healing effect on someone else.

Relying on absolute control of the demon sword, a wisp of blood-red energy emerged from the tip of the demon sword and slowly drifted into Riven's body.

Blood energy swept through the injured areas of Riven's body, repairing her broken bones and bleeding internal organs.

"Uh... ah!"

Riven looked distressed. Unlike Ator, she hadn't had her body modified by the Demon Sword to reduce her pain. For others, the blood healing process wasn't so easy to endure.

After completing this step, Ato breathed a slight sigh of relief. At least Riven wouldn't suffer any lasting health problems, but she would still need a few days to fully recover.

He then used the magic sword to separate the blood that had seeped from Riven's body and put it into the magic sword.

“Old man, store this blood separately. In the future, I will be able to roughly sense her location and physical condition.”

"It's been saved. She definitely deserves it."

Ato opened the door and sensed his surroundings. No one was near him; he hadn't been discovered when he used the magic sword to heal Riven.

"If it weren't for the fact that the Demon Sword would attract more attention than a doctor, I would have healed her long ago. It's all because of me that she has to endure so much pain."

"Nobody knew that bald guy would come today, and nobody knew he would make such a request," Aatrox said, pursing his lips.

"You actually bowed to him? He's just a mortal, an ant before a noble celestial warrior. He's not even worthy to stand before me, let alone give me orders."

Ato recalled a saying: "The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social interactions."

"Before I could become friends with Riven, I just drew my sword and killed him. What can Noxus do about it?"

"Riven has done so much for me, and I haven't done anything for her yet, but instead I've killed her boss?"

"I had just become her friend, and immediately this friend turned into an enemy. I had to leave, and in the end, she was left all alone?"

Atto grabbed his hair, feeling a strange sense of irritation.

“Calm down, kid. I’m telling you not to take that bald guy too seriously. Just because you can’t attack him now doesn’t mean you won’t have a chance later. War is about to begin, and it’s normal for a general to die on the battlefield,” Aatrox comforted him.

“War…yes, it’s war!” At this moment, Atto understood many things. “Thanks, old man.”

After calming down, Ato began to seriously consider the issue of killing Amistan.

“The order that Amistan gave was to send Riven to test the new weapon. Noxus had no intention of letting her come back alive. They used her as a sacrifice.”

"After Riven was betrayed by the Empire and witnessed its true colors, she became disheartened. At that time, when I killed Amistan, I wouldn't have to worry about Riven's feelings!"

Riven was still not awake. Ato quietly left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

At midnight, Riven slowly opened her eyes.

The room was rather dim, with only a small lamp on.

She spotted Atto leaning against the wall, waiting.

Riven sat up abruptly and asked anxiously, "Are you alright, Artor? Did Admiral Amistan notice anything amiss?"

Ato sighed and said helplessly, "Don't worry, Amistan didn't see anything."

"Instead of this, you should worry about yourself first. You're so badly injured and you're still trying to tough it out. Why won't you let me see a doctor?"

Riven then realized what had happened. She touched the several fractured areas and found that they had already healed.

"How could this be?" Riven couldn't hide her surprise. "Normally, it takes at least a month to heal a broken bone. I was worried that it wouldn't heal properly before the game. Have I been lying here for a month already?"

She quickly got out of bed, shook Ato's shoulder, and asked, "Has the army already set off? Did we miss it? Are we deserters?"

Ato looked at Riven's bewildered face so close to him, chuckled, and shook his head: "You've only been lying down for half a day, it's not even dawn yet."

Riven released Ator, muttering, "That's good, that's good..."

"Gulu..."

It's not Atto, it's Riven's belly.

"Uh..." Riven scratched her head sheepishly, "I think I missed dinner again..."

"Has your nose stopped working?" Ato pointed to a table beside him, on which a metal platter was filled with various kinds of meat. "I knew you'd be hungry when you woke up."

Then Riven performed a tiger pouncing on its prey in front of Artoria.

"Waaah...it's still...you...waaah...who understands..."

You're a woman, after all. Can't you do something befitting your status? You're almost as arrogant as Anaka...

Ato covered his face, refusing to look at Riven for ruining her own image.

"By the way... Waaah... Why did I... get better in just one day?" Riven asked vaguely.

Ato didn't want to hide it from Riven any longer, so he told her the truth: "I used some kind of magic."

"Huh?" Riven turned around, her cheeks puffed out. "You can do magic?"

“It’s not quite what you think.” Ato carefully chose his words. “I don’t know the kind of magic that summons lightning, strong winds, or emits energy waves. I use flesh magic.”

“Flesh magic…” Riven slowed down. “I’m so envious. If I knew magic, I wouldn’t have to turn into that every time I use a rune.”

“I wasn’t born with this either.” Atto glanced at the Darkin Demon Sword beside him.

It can be said that everything he has since coming into this world was given to him by Aatrox.

“Hey, never mind whether it’s innate or not.” Riven swallowed the food in her mouth. “Since it’s in your hands, just use it. I don’t know magic, but His Majesty personally taught me the Runeblade, so I’ll use the Runeblade. It’s part of my power.”

“You’re right.” Ato stopped worrying about it. “Eat your fill and continue to rest. After all, you’ve just recovered and need to rest more.”

"Okay, okay!" Riven waved her hand, focusing on finishing the steak in front of her.

"See you tomorrow." Atto walked out of the room and closed the broken door.

Riven stopped what she was doing, glanced at the door, and a smile appeared on her face.

"I have friends again."