In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

Her consciousness, freed from the limitations of her body and the constraints of the material realm, leaped into the frozen void, entering a unique existence between reality and illusion.

She was waiting for someone to fall asleep.

She would then take a good look at the man from outside the Freljord.

"Who killed the Freljord children..."

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Even after nightfall, the Avarosa tribe remained restless.

Too many things and changes have happened in the past few days, causing unrest in this increasingly declining tribe.

The frost priest of the tribe died, but the tribe also obtained a lot of supplies; the crazy plan of the war mother was finally stopped, but the young man from Noxus was unpredictable.

In addition, there is another issue that needs attention, which I don’t know if it can be considered a problem.

"Aren't you worried that Ash will run away again like last time?"

The burly Iceborn warrior sat in the tent of Warmother Glenna, the flickering candlelight illuminating his slightly weathered face.

He is strong and powerful, with a fierce look, but he is gentle and friendly, and is one of the War Mother's favorite people.

He is also one of the blood allies of the War Mother and Ashe's biological father.

"I think you should go see her... or watch her."

"Don't worry, I know what she's thinking." Glenna smiled easily. "Don't think I've been busy working here tonight. I've actually taken measures to prevent Ashe from escaping."

"What measures?"

"I have sent Noel Sangaon to watch over her tent, and have commanded her not to put out the candle to-night; the shadow will prove that she is still asleep under her covers."

"You have indeed thought it through carefully." The man also smiled, finally feeling relieved.

"When the candle goes out, Noel will go in and relight the candle, so we don't have to worry." Glenna put away the map on the table and put the two battle axes into the sheepskin sheaths one by one.

"The child is grown up, and it would make her uncomfortable if we kept staring at her, but it wouldn't be uncomfortable for Noel, who is only seven years older than her, to look at her."

"Indeed." The man nodded.

The two of them did some planning work for the tribe in the tent.

By late at night, it was almost time for them to rest.

But before that, Glenna couldn't help but want to take a sneak peek at Ashe - her daughter must have fallen asleep at this point, so it would be okay for her to take a look.

Thinking this, she tiptoed to the outside of Ashe's tent.

The candlelight inside was bright, and the energetic Noel was watching by the door.

"Thanks a lot."

Glenna patted her tribesman's shoulder gently, and then carefully lifted the curtain.

The bulging curves in the quilt indicated that a young girl was sleeping peacefully inside.

Glenna's hard heart softened all of a sudden.

She walked slowly forward, wanting to give her sleeping daughter a kiss.

Can……

The closer she got, the more something felt off.

It's so quiet.

Not to mention snoring, even the slightest breathing sound could not be heard.

"Ok?"

A bad thought suddenly popped up in Glenna's mind, and she hurriedly quickened her pace and walked over.

Lifting the quilt.

in……

It was indeed a pile of hay and wood.

"Noel! Where are the Ashe people!?" Glenna shouted, and the tribesmen outside the tent immediately walked in in panic.

The scene before her made her shudder. "I was clearly looking at her the whole time... Could it be that it was at that time..."

"when!"

"Ashe treated me to a late-night snack, and then... later, I felt really bloated, so I went to the bathroom... just for a few minutes! I swear! No more than... um... three minutes!"

Hearing this, Glenna completely understood.

She was so angry that she slapped the solid wooden table next to her and broke it.

That night, the sweet dreams of the entire tribe were broken by an angry shout.

“Ashe——!!”

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It was late at night, and the terrifying howling of wolves could be heard faintly in the endless ice field.

Cheng Xiao was not physically tired, nor did he feel like resting or sleeping, but he did not move forward.

He was sitting by the fire in a valley a few kilometers away from the Avarosa tribe camp, and the frozen skewers of meat were gradually emitting an enticing aroma.

It was obvious that he was fishing for something.

Of course, what is used is not bait, and what is caught is not fish.

Ta-ta-ta… Ta-ta-ta…

The faint sound of footsteps grew closer and closer. It was the sound of boots on ice.

Ta-ta-ta… Ta-ta-ta…

call!

A gust of wind suddenly blew into Cheng Xiao's collar.

Under normal circumstances, he would subconsciously turn around and attack, or avoid a sneak attack.

But now, he allowed the "sneak attacker" to pounce on him.

"Got you!"

A strand of soft golden hair spread out in the wind, and the unique fragrance penetrated into Cheng Xiao's nostrils.

He smiled helplessly and passed the freshly grilled skewers behind him.

"Aren't you afraid that the War Mother will bring people out to find you, Ashe?"

"No, mother can... Hey, what a unique barbecue, is this a special cooking skill from abroad?"

Ash sniffed it curiously, then impatiently put it in her mouth to taste it - the taste really amazed her.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it away from you." Cheng Xiao moved aside to make room for the girl to sit down. "Didn't you eat? You look like you're starving."

"I'm going to use my dinner to put medicine in for Sister Noel, otherwise I won't be able to run away..." Ashe spoke while eating, and her slurred words were a bit cute.

Cheng Xiao smiled and shook her head. "Are you so sure Mother Zhan won't take you back? Don't let me get involved if that happens."

"Really, not really. Mother isn't that rigid... Delicious, delicious... She'll come out to find me the first time, but not the second time. She said it herself. You can't catch a bird that's about to fly away a second time, just like Sejuani's father."

Hearing the last few words, Cheng Xiao's eyes twitched.

Sejuani's father...got Sejuani's mother pregnant and then ran away. While this statement is fitting, it still feels a bit strange when I say it...

Hell joke, right?

"Please don't treat me as a willful child who ran away from home." After swallowing the barbecue in her mouth, Ashe took off the longbow on her back and hugged her knees with her hands.

"I came out to find you not because I don't want to stay in the tribe, nor because I'm willful, but because I trust you."

"No matter what others think of you, I have witnessed your courage and determination firsthand. I know you truly will seek Avarosa's legacy for the tribe, and I do not want you to embark on such a dangerous journey alone."

"Since you are doing this for the tribe, then I will definitely do this for you."

After saying this, the girl smiled brightly, her bright eyes and white teeth as beautiful and dazzling as stars.

Cheng Xiao opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing.

Just nodded.

"Then trouble you."

"I'm the one who's bothering you," Ash said as she spread out the linen she brought with her as a mat to rest on. "We'll leave early tomorrow morning, so rest early tonight. Good night."

"Okay, good night." Cheng Xiao nodded and leaned on her backpack to rest.

In order to maintain her elegance and dignity and avoid being suspected of "taking advantage", Ashe deliberately placed the mats a little further apart, but the two could still hear each other's increasingly steady breathing.

This made them all feel at ease.

Sleepiness soon came over me.

But what they didn't notice, and couldn't notice, was a strange black shadow drifting towards them on the cold wind...

It transcends the limitations of matter and entity, disturbing those who are sleeping in a unique way...

The dream will be devoured by the Frost Witch...

Chapter 13: The Witch's Dream

The climate of Noxus is very strange. It is often a sticky breeze in the early morning and a downpour in the evening.

Several sinister and cunning black magicians in the room were whispering to each other, then pacing back and forth, looking up and down at the blood-stained stone platform.

Cheng Xiao felt like a rare animal in a zoo, subjected to countless curious gazes. He subconsciously moved his wrist, but was locked tightly by shackles engraved with magical inscriptions.

So tired... so hungry... so painful...

"He's almost recovered. Let's conclude today's self-healing test," a black magician said. "Is the arena ready? We can take No. 47 out for a combat test."

"That's enough." Another person's whisper pierced Cheng Xiao's ears like a death knell. "Today's plan is... well, to train his left arm's reaction and strength. So let's cut off his right hand."

"Whose turn is it today? Me? Oh my God, everyone knows that I don't like to do such bloody things... It stinks, it makes me sick." The woman's disgusted tone and the sound of the bone-cleaver rubbing together formed an unpleasant melody.

Cheng Xiao tried her best to open her empty eyelids, but her dry throat couldn't utter a word.

Several hands moved on his broken body... the shackles were removed, but another set of handcuffs was put on.

His magic power suppressed, his body severely damaged, Cheng Xiao was completely defenseless. His vision was a blur of blood-red, and several figures swayed before him.

Then, a piercing pain came over me.

Crunch...crunch...

The bone-cutting knife, which had been used countless times, was not sharp enough and could only saw back and forth on the hard bones.

Cheng Xiao could clearly feel his blood vessels and muscles breaking layer by layer, and then his bones and nerves being sawed into powder... Endless pain followed him like a shadow. This inhuman torture had lasted too long.

He's even gotten used to it.

The people in front of him could no longer bring him fear, leaving only numbness.

He never gave up the idea of ​​escaping, but today was not the time... Their defense was too good, seamless and leak-proof.

"Huh...it's finally broken. It wasn't easy."

The female magician hung the blood-stained bone-chopping knife back on the wall and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Alright, just take him to the arena for training."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Another person began to hold Cheng Xiao up. Before leaving, he habitually asked, "Have you checked the magic suppression handcuffs?"

"Don't worry, I just checked it this morning. More than 90% of the magic power is suppressed, which can ensure that his flesh and blood will hardly heal on their own." The female magician waved her hand.

"That's good. It would be troublesome if he suddenly grew a new right hand during the battle... If the training and test records were affected, we would have to start all over again today."

"Please spare me, I don't want to be chopped again, this is too disgusting."

"Haha, no one wants to."