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

"You played a crucial role in this. In terms of hope, you gave me hope of assisting Ashe and Sejuani to restore the glory of the Three Sisters. In terms of retreat, you will also be my last trump card when I can no longer hold on."

"If the prophecy fails to come true... then your ability to constantly regenerate is the perfect choice to maintain the dreams of the watchers."

"Your painful memories... your unforgettable nightmares... are the Watchers' favorite food."

"You can hold them steady for me, year after year."

Hearing this, Cheng Xiao did not respond.

To put it simply, what Lissandra said means... If he can help Ashe and Sejuani grow, that would be the best. If he fails, then use him to help the Void Watchers continue their dreams.

No matter which option she chooses, it is her best option at the moment.

But the consequences of the two choices... may be completely opposite.

The former are all happy, while the latter become enemies.

"I'll try my best." Cheng Xiao shrugged, not seeming to be very worried about the uncertain future - but no matter what, he would never let anyone restrict his freedom again.

Just like those three years...

"I'm..." Lissandra uttered two syllables before closing her mouth. She seemed to want to apologize, but thousands of years of commanding others had made her forget how to apologize.

So she stood up.

Slowly stretch out a hand in the darkness.

He placed it on Cheng Xiao's head and rubbed it gently.

Such a gentle action is indeed inconsistent with her image as a cruel queen.

It's more like... a mother who doesn't know how to apologize to her child is using patting the head to comfort her beloved child.

"If that day ever comes... I promise you, I will try my best to reduce your pain."

"It's all right, whatever." Cheng Xiao still looked indifferent. "So, is there anything else you want to say now?"

"Have."

Lissandra replied, her hands still moving. The icy veil covering her eyes had vanished, revealing a hint of tenderness in her white eyes.

Without the restraint of the ice cover, her long hair fell down, and a few strands of hair with coldness and fragrance fell on Cheng Xiao's face, which was a little itchy.

"I must warn you... Volibear is vindictive. You must be careful with him."

"I'm surprised you were able to escape from him unscathed, but you must never underestimate his determination for revenge. If he ever discovers you're still alive, he'll definitely exact his revenge on you even if he has to chase you to the ends of the earth."

"I'm not the only one who knows about Ashe's forming the Freljord Alliance. The Ursine must have noticed it too... We don't have to worry if the scale is small, but if it gets large enough, there's no guarantee that the giant bear won't disrupt our agreement."

"You must be prepared to fight against the wild gods."

Lissandra's caressing of the other's hand gradually ceased, but her tone did soften—a stark contrast to her usual aloof and cold demeanor. If the Frostguard had witnessed this, they would probably have dropped their jaws.

"What happened today reminded me that I must stay here like I did before and not leave often. So... the road ahead will probably require you to work harder. Forgive me for not being able to help you all the time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lissandra's cold fingertips completely moved away from Cheng Xiao's head and finally brushed across his cheek.

Cheng Xiao seemed to hear a little laughter... but he felt that he must have heard it wrong. How could the bitter and vengeful Frost Witch laugh?

Even though she looks so gentle at this moment:

"But if you encounter a problem that you really can't solve, I will definitely be there for you."

"My dear child..."

Chapter 62: Ashe: Is there such a play?

It seemed like everything had come to an end for the time being, and Lissandra had fulfilled her promise.

After the battle with Leblanc, she removed all the frost priests who were "parasitic" on the various tribes, no longer monitoring and manipulating the weak, but directly taught them medical methods.

For a time, the Freljord was in turmoil, and the leaders of many tribes feared a terrible disaster was about to strike. They briefly stopped fighting and lived in peace among the tribes.

At this time, a huge organization quickly became famous in Freljord - the Freljord Alliance.

A multi-tribe alliance from the south, said to be led by two young women: one skilled in bow and arrow, able to shoot an arrow through a hundred paces; the other skilled in close combat, possessing unparalleled strength.

It is said that there is a hidden strong man in the Freljord Alliance... but there are not many stories about him, and there is little information about his name, appearance, etc. Many people regard this so-called strong man as a fictional character fabricated by the Freljord Alliance for its own promotion.

The Freljord Alliance is an "unconventional" organization. They do not despise the weak, but warmly welcome anyone to join, even the almost useless Hearth-Dwelling Tribe. For a time, they attracted a lot of people in the south.

In response, some tribes in the north took a wait-and-see attitude, while others expressed contempt - the warriors who struggled to survive in the harsh cold looked down on the weak and sneered at the Freljord Alliance's unnecessary kindness.

If you eat everything, you'll be no different from a greedy and stupid sea worm.

Regarding this emerging alliance, the outside world quickly divided into three different voices - the first was the voice of gratitude from the weak tribes, who thanked Ashe and Sejuani for taking them in, allowing them to survive the cold winter.

The second group is those who wait and see. They have never seen anything so "novel" and are hesitant to make any conclusions in the short term. They neither criticize nor support it.

The third group of voices is the opposition. They believe that the Freljord Alliance is grandstanding, that it does not have strong combat power, but constantly recruits the weak to make its power appear larger, which is simply disdainful.

Most tribes in the south belong to the first type, while many in the north belong to the third type.

Among them, the "Hill Tribe" is the most radical tribe.

Their war mother, Hawa Sanghorn, publicly declared that Ashe and Sejuani's actions were cowardly, believing that they only sought superiority over the weak and would only be beaten if they came to the north.

The Freljord Alliance has not responded to this.

This made Hawa Shangang even more convinced of her idea - she became more bold and reckless, and even put it into action.

A month after the Frost Priests left their tribe, Hawa arrived in the Freljord Alliance with seven of the tribe's strongest iceborn warriors.

At that time, there were no less than ten tribes within the alliance, which was a huge force with a large number of people. Even though the new camp had not been fully built, it looked very grand.

Hawa Shangang introduced himself to the Alliance guards and then swaggered into the camp.

The reason she explained to the guards for her visit was...

"I, Hawa Sangoku, twenty-third Warmother of the Sangoku Tribe, challenge the Freljord Alliance today!"

"I will use my mighty power to prove to all Freljordians that kind-hearted cowards deserve only to be trampled underfoot and into the mud!"

"The clown who seeks to attract attention will eventually succumb to the trembling of the hills!"

Hawa made his announcement among the crowd, drawing countless looks of disdain, curiosity, and mockery—one of which the wall guards even laughed out loud. They had let these people in just to see them get beaten.

The ignorant northern tribes... they will soon kneel down and surrender before the powerful force of the two leaders.

The crowd was agitated at first, and then a clearing appeared. Hawa Shangang and a few others stood in the middle of the clearing, their heads held high and their chests puffed out, looking full of confidence.

She does look pretentious.

But...she does have some capital to pretend.

"Hawa?" A Winter Claw elder stood on the platform, carefully examining the powerful woman, a hint of caution in his eyes. "It's been a while since I've seen her... She's a qualified Iceborn warrior."

"Do you know him?" Sejuani asked casually.

She looks nonchalant, but is actually observing the challenger secretly - beneath her carefree appearance lies a meticulous heart, and she will not be careless with anyone.

"Yes, the Mountain Tribe, I know that," said Elder Winter Claw. "When your grandmother was Warmother, she once single-handedly challenged an entire Iceborn cavalry regiment. Her strength was quite impressive."

"So..." Sejuani nodded thoughtfully and looked away.

The Warmother of the Dalwalli tribe, the first to swear allegiance to the Freljord Alliance, was also there.

After such a long period of recuperation, her body is now in good condition and she is looking forward to a passionate battle.

She stared at Hawa Hill and was already getting ready to take action.

Seeing this, Elder Winter Claw continued, "My guess is... the Warmother of Dalvarli can only match her to a draw. If we want to defeat her in public and spread the name of our Alliance, you or Lady Ashe must personally take the field."

"Well... okay." Sejuani still had great trust in her elder and immediately prepared to take up her weapon and step down.

Although this is a bit troublesome, but in order to protect the reputation of the Freljord Alliance from being sullied... let alone just trouble, even if it is a difficult and fierce battle, she will go. No matter when and where.

Before going down, Sejuani and Ashe looked at each other, both feeling helpless about this troublesome matter - there was no other way, to deal with a strong man of this level, they had to do it themselves.

But just when they were about to discuss who would go out to solve this big problem...

Suddenly, Hawa Shangang's contemptuous voice came from the other side:

"Hey, that guy over there! You have a sword on your waist, are you a warrior too?"

The two girls immediately followed Hawa's gaze.

I saw... a young man who was playing with the little loli Kemi and he also looked confused.

"Me?" The man pointed at himself.

"Yes, I mean you." Hawa carried the big knife on his shoulder and said in a loud voice:

"If you're a warrior too, why not come and fight me first? Don't worry, I'll be gentle. After all, no one wants to ruin your pretty face, right? I need to show your people my strength, so please come and show me some of your skills."

"I'll start from the bottom up. I know the rules. Before I kill your leader, I'll warm up with your tribe's weaker warriors. Please don't mind."

"Come on, little beauty."

Several people from the Shangang tribe immediately burst into obscene laughter.

One female soldier even teased him directly: "Our War Mother won't hurt you. When you lose, just consider yourself to be following our War Mother!"

"Our War Mother will definitely satisfy you! Whether on the battlefield or in bed!"

"Such a slender little beauty, I'm afraid that Mother Zhan will hold back on the battlefield, but lose control in bed and cause someone to die!"

The hill tribesmen kept mocking.

But what they didn't notice was that... the people in the alliance who were originally talking a lot suddenly became quiet.

Even Ashe and Sejuani on the platform showed complicated expressions.

"Okay, we don't have to go." Sejuani shrugged and put the weapon she had just drawn back on the shelf.

Ashe also looked helpless.

Under the stage, the little girl, Kemi, placed a half-folded paper crane in the young man's hand and blinked her bright eyes. "Brother, are you busy? Then you can teach me origami later when you have time!"

"No, I'll be right back."

The big, broad hands rubbed the top of the little girl's head.

Then, Cheng Xiao drew the long sword from his waist and muttered to himself:

"If I hit someone with my bare hands, I'm afraid someone might get killed... Let's use this."

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A month later, inside the completely built brick house.

Cheng Xiao was roasting by the fire and suddenly felt that it had been a long time since she had met a challenger.

Ever since that guy called... Hawa? Yes, that guy called Hawa challenged the Freljord Alliance last month, no one has come to challenge them.

That's weird.

But no matter what, the size of the alliance has indeed grown a lot in this month.

Not only the tribes in the south, but also many tribes in the north voluntarily came to join, and the number of people in the alliance has reached more than four digits.

But... Cheng Xiao discovered that the initiator of all this - Ashe, has not been happy recently.

“Is it too tiring to manage so many people?”

By the warm fire, Cheng Xiao turned his head to glance at the silver-haired girl next to him.

The latter nodded, then shook his head slightly, appearing to be worried.

She spread out all ten slender white fingers and placed them near the fire to feel the warmth. Her face was slightly red from the heat, but beneath this beautiful appearance was a deep worry.

"Cheng Xiao...I think I overestimated my own abilities...I originally thought the difficulty in uniting everyone was how to subdue them, but now it seems that's not the case at all."

"Oh?" Cheng Xiao retreated tactically.