Monster Hunter from League of Legends

"Don't you still have a lot of energy left?"

"Ah, it's okay." Fain waved his hand. "Continuous use of secret medicine will put a serious burden on your body. Besides, you are tired, so you should get some rest."

According to the Hunter's Guild's advice, a maximum of two Secret Elixirs should be taken in three days, and one Ancient Secret Elixir should be taken in a week. Otherwise, the excessive amount of nutrients would cause the body to become overly excited, leading to prolonged fatigue due to organ overload.

Sejuani was still a little weak, so a little of Granny Cat's icefield stew would be fine. Adding a secret potion would give her a rapid, dramatic, and powerful increase in combat power. However, this could leave her with hidden injuries that would be difficult to recover from.

Sejuani was indeed tired. Although she had drunk the icefield soup hotpot, because they had a better understanding of each other, the arm wrestling time was shorter than yesterday, but the frequency of each round became faster. In three hours, the bedding had been changed three times.

Seeing that Faan was unwilling to ask any more of her, Sejuani closed her eyes contentedly. She had only been closed for five or six minutes when a faint snoring could be heard from under the covers.

He touched Sejuani's head. Although the desire in his body was still urging him not to stop, given Sejuani's current state... Fan didn't want this beautiful tenderness to end up as a one-sided enjoyment, nor did he want Sejuani's current comfort to eventually turn into unbearable torture.

But then again... why are my desires so high?

After thinking about it, Fan felt that it was not his problem.

After all, novels say that dragons are inherently lustful, and Fane thinks this is the fault of the evolutionary terms.

If the male dragon knew what Faan was thinking, he would definitely sneer and yell:

FNNDP! Everyone in the Monster Hunter world knows that my male Rathalos is the most loyal. I practice monogamy and live with one female Rathalos for my entire life.

But even if the Rathalos cursed harshly, Faan wouldn't care. After all, the ability to shift blame in this regard is ingrained in human genes.

Whenever necessary, they can talk about things like snakes are inherently lustful, rabbits are inherently lustful, and dogs are inherently lustful. If they really can't help it, they can even point at a goat's butt and argue, "The devil is tempting me."

In comparison, the third brother is more simple and honest. He doesn't even bother to pretend. When he gets excited, he raises the flag fiercely. When the big lizard comes, he will be eager to fight and shout a battle cry - Rape!

What could Fane do if he couldn't be completely satisfied?

[Hand of the Naughty Bird] has been activated.

Another half an hour passed, and the desire to resist that was still lingering was finally dispelled.

The noise made during the handicraft process was a bit loud. Sejuani opened her eyes drowsily with an apologetic look on her face, but was coaxed to sleep by Fane.

Although she looked asleep, Sejuani was obviously a little bothered, but she didn't say anything. She just closed her eyes and thought silently whether there was any proper solution.

And what about Fahn? He finally and reluctantly entered Sage Time, his thoughts drifting. He inexplicably began to wonder when President Trump of the United States, in his previous life, would initiate the Great Reckoning after returning to the White House.

The three powers are combined into one, and you can win big.

Although he was unable to fully enjoy this wonderful night, when he thought about the judge in New York State who had sentenced Trump to 34 felonies, Fine suddenly felt that he did not have so much to regret.

The next day, early in the morning, get up early.

Feeling guilty, the hungry Sejuani drank a bellyful of porridge to express her apology, and then the hungry Fane also left the corner room with a happy look on his face.

After leaving the tribe, Fane headed towards the toilet.

The toilets are located some distance from the village, which is necessary. After all, no one wants to walk around the village and suddenly find that their straw sandals have the shit-like feeling that only high-end sports shoes have.

And more importantly, summer is coming soon, and concentrating the manure will help collect it and then pile it into fertilizer for the land.

When he rushed to the bathroom, Fan saw two old acquaintances.

"You two, you are here too."

Hearing Fane's voice, the two blood allies from Gojia, the bearded one with dark circles under their eyes and the blood allies with horned helmets, turned their heads and gave a forced smile when they saw Fane.

It was only one night, but Fane felt that they had lost a lot of weight. Not to say that they were emaciated, but they looked weak in the waist and limbs.

"Not bad... Hehehe..."

Men are not allowed to say that they are not good at that aspect, even if they are tired, they cannot say it. Instead, they have to say things like they twisted their waist or hit their leg.

But Gujia will obviously not let them go...

They went to the bathroom, unzipped their pants, and peed side by side. During the process, the two glanced at Faan with some curiosity—their sexual orientation was quite normal, but it was really hard not to be curious about the strength of Faan, who was known for his "bravery."

After seeing the real thing, the two of them immediately lowered their heads, shook it off hurriedly, and turned away.

[The Threat of the Great and Ferocious Jackal Dragon] has been activated.

Outstanding effect.

Watching the two flee in panic, Faan couldn't help but sneer—Do you understand the value of leaving a seat empty on both sides of me in the Monster Hunter world, no matter how long the line is?!

I don’t know how much gold content Fann has, but Kojia is sure that Sejuani’s essence content is definitely enough.

Looking at the rosy-faced Sejuani, Kojia raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't you want to eat something?"

"have eaten."

Shaking her head, Sejuani poured herself a cup of hot water, rinsed her mouth, and drank it. Facing her biological mother, Kojiya, Sejuani's face didn't show much of the emotion she should have towards a mother. Instead, her rosy face was filled with indifference.

"For the tribe, I'm going out hunting with Faan."

"Whatever." Hearing this, Gujia didn't care. He just waved his hand and said, "As long as you don't go to the Lost Ones' territory. By the way, the three frost priests in the tribe are missing. Do you know where they went?"

"I don't know, but they have always been mysterious and they definitely have bad intentions." Sejuani hated those frost priests.

While the mother and daughter were still communicating, Fan's voice suddenly came from the side.

"Are you looking for those frost priests? Forget it, I'll kill them."

25. Target, Avarosa

“…You killed him?”

After hearing what Fane said, Sejuani and Kojia were a little surprised.

Faan didn't hide anything and simply recounted what happened during the hunting trip yesterday afternoon, omitting some details about Lissandra.

It's not that they're trying to hide it, but rather that Lissandra has done so many awful things. Furthermore, Freljord history has been distorted by Lissandra and her Ice Guards. This includes the claim that Ornn created the Howling Abyss, much of which was done to cover up the ancient Void Wars.

If he really had to explain, Faan wouldn't know what to say. Because the true historical records were all stored in the library of Icecrown Citadel, and only Lissandra was qualified to read them. And the rest...

Only some historical truths were passed down through ballads. For example, Nunu's mother was the one who passed down these historical truths through ballads.

After hearing that Faan had killed those frost priests and the reason behind it, Sejuani didn't care much. Instead, she snorted coldly and said:

"I knew those people had bad intentions. Now it seems that they should have been exiled long ago!"

"Yeah." Hearing this, Gujiaya nodded and said, "I discovered this problem when I first came back. Although they are treating the tribe's stove owners, they have been trying to persuade that foolish woman Xijian to have some inappropriate delusions."

"Grandma Xijian is not a stupid woman! You can't say that to her!" Sejuani was angry.

But Gujia still didn't care.

"Sejuani, I don't want to argue with you about this. But there are indeed many strange things going on."

"Maybe this was all Lissandra's doing."

Faan leaned back in a hide chair and said, "Lissandra doesn't want a powerful tribe or a unified nation in the Freljord. This is just irresponsible speculation, but honestly, I think when you, Kokia, fell in love and ran off with a strange man, there might have been something fishy going on on Lissandra's part."

"Humph."

After hearing what Fane said, Sejuani and Kojia both snorted coldly.

But if you think about it carefully, Kojia was once the tribe's war mother, leading the tribe to prosperity. But she was suddenly seduced by a wild man and ran away, and then the tribe declined at an alarming speed.

But there's more to it than that. The future Frost Priests would support Sejuani's ascension to the throne, slaying Kokia and becoming the new War Mother. However, Sejuani, unjustly, exiled all the Frost Priests in the tribe the moment she became War Mother. Those who refuse to leave can just go to the picture.

This included the later Avarosa tribe. Despite upholding the idealistic creed of peaceful unity, they still exiled and drove away the Frost Priests. Clearly, many people across this glacial plain had already realized the ill intentions of these wanderers mingling in every tribe and stronghold.

However, most tribal war mothers will allow their existence because their ice magic can reduce the number of hearthkeepers and cattle, sheep and livestock that are frozen to death due to the cold.

"But what is Lissandra's purpose in doing this? And... is it really Lissandra?" There was a look of deep doubt on Gujia's face.

For most people, the three Ice Sisters are legends from thousands of years ago. The fact that one of them still exists in the present is like someone telling you that Ultraman is real.

"Things are complicated, but it doesn't matter. We'll just have to wait and see how it develops." Fane clapped his hands and said, "And I'm also going to say that Sejuani is the reincarnation of Serilda. Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Gujia shook his head simply.

"Ashe next door is the reincarnation of Avarosa."

"Ashe?" Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, then Gorjia slapped his head and said, "Is she the daughter of the Avarosa tribe's War Mother Valenna?"

"Hmm. Do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

Gujia looked at Faen blankly. "You suddenly told me that my daughter is the reincarnation of the ancient hero we have admired all our lives. Forget me, just tell me who would believe it."

"Valenna." Faan shrugged. "Valenna truly believes that Ashe is the reincarnation of Avarosa, one of the three sisters. Calculating the time, it shouldn't be long before they set out to find Avarosa's tomb."

"..."

Hearing this, there was a long silence. Looking at Faen, who looked casual but not joking, Gujia said hesitantly, "Are you sure you're not joking?"

"Anyway, I've already told you everything I know. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Faan spread his hands. Then he looked at Sejuani beside him and said, "What about you? Do you think what I said is true?"

"Uh... I don't know." Sejuani shook her head obediently, then said;

"But I feel... well, I also hope it's true. Because Ashe is the only girl my age, and the first time I saw her, I felt like I'd seen her somewhere before. Even though I haven't seen her for several years, I still miss her very much..."

As she spoke, a hint of thought crossed Sejuani's eyes. "Oh, right? If I can't do it myself, doesn't I still have Ashe? If I share it with Ashe..."

Isn’t that impossible?

Sejuani was in a complicated mood, but when she thought about how Faan was alone last night, and she had enjoyed herself but could only lie there unable to help, and in the end she needed Faan's comfort to feel less guilty...it didn't seem so complicated anymore.

Just as a War Mother can have multiple blood alliances, it is not uncommon in Freljord for a powerful warrior to have multiple wives to inherit a powerful bloodline.

Some remote and weak tribes would even invite strong Iceborn passing through to stay overnight to increase the tribe's strength...

All we can say is that the wildness of primitive society is indeed something that feudal society cannot match.

It was already very considerate of me that I didn't knock them out with a stick and was able to take them back to sow.

After hearing Sejuani's statement, Kojia was silent for a moment and then nodded thoughtfully.

"Although I'm not sure whether what you said is true or not. But no matter what, the Winter Claw needs to reconnect with the Avarosa tribe and restore the broken alliance."

Gorkiah looked at Faan and Sejuani and said, "If it won't be long before Varenna embarks on her journey to find Avarosa's Tomb, then let's set off today. Take my token and restore the Winter's Claw and Avarosa's former alliance. Also, apologize to Varenna on my behalf for Xijian's misguided decision."

It was fine before. Sejuani snorted coldly when she heard Kokia criticizing her grandmother. But this time, she didn't say anything. Sejuani didn't understand why her grandmother, Xijian, had severed her alliance with the Avarosa tribe.

26. Frostfang Wolves

After finalizing the next plan, Faan and Sejuani did not stay in the Winter's Claw for too long, but immediately began to prepare for departure.

The mountains were high and the road was long, so the two men rode on the Freljord's unique Enuk bison and prepared to set off.

The Enuk buffalo has a pair of large horns, but instead of growing on top of its head, they grow on either side of its jaw, like a wild boar. Its physique is somewhat similar to that of a yak. ​​Its entire body is covered in a thick mane, which, though coarse, is very warm.

Herbivorous, docile, and hardworking, they are described by the Scar Mother of the Freljord as "Avarosans are very similar to Ernuk: their eyes are dull, they only eat grass, and novice hunters can easily defeat them. They can only survive by gathering in groups."

Like the mountain goat, the Enuk has always been an important asset to the Freljord people. Not to mention their flesh and bones, their thick mane is the only source of fabric.

Riding on two Enuks, the two headed north towards the mountains.

The Freljord is vast. A canal runs from the northern coast into the mainland, bringing precious water throughout the Freljord. Including the coastal areas, there are five plains from east to west where the various tribes can settle and cultivate their crops during the summer.

The Winter Claw is stationed on the central plain. Heading west, past the mountain peaks, you'll find Weskar, the gathering place of the Avarosans.

"Actually, the Winter Claw used to be stationed in Yadusk, on the coast north of the mountains. This way, the Deep Sea Children didn't need to cross the mountains; they could just take a boat and follow the ocean currents to quickly reach the Avarosan tribe's headquarters. Every year, our two tribes would make a pilgrimage to the Ornkal Rock in the middle. However, after Grandmother Xijian became the War Mother, we stopped doing that, and we also traveled to the heart of the Freljord."

"It sounds like there's a lot of opposition to what your grandmother is doing."

"I object too."

"Oh?" Fane looked surprised.

Sejuani rolled her eyes and said, "My grandmother raised me, so I respect her. But that doesn't mean I'm stupid."

"Ok."

Chatting, the two set off.

Elsewhere, in the fields, clad in a sleeveless archer's uniform, the blonde Ashe was hunting with her aunt on the icy plains amidst the snow. Riding atop a towering mountain goat, the Eagle of Omen circled overhead. As her pale blue eyes shone, her expression changed as if she had noticed something, and she suddenly shouted.

"Be careful! Aunt Heilno! There's a pack of Frostfang Wolves ahead! They've spotted us and are approaching us quickly!"

Upon hearing Ashe's words, the middle-aged woman known as Heilnor's expression changed, and she quickly drew the broadsword from her waist. The azure blue inlaid on the sword's blade indicated that both Ashe and Heilnor were true Iceborn.

Especially Ashe, although she hadn't used any True Ice weapons yet, the fact that she could wear a thin sleeveless archer suit in this icy and snowy environment was enough to show that she was an Iceborn with a physique that was not afraid of the cold.

"Damn it, why are the Frostfang Wolves here so soon!" Ashe's Aunt Heilnor cursed as she rode on the mountain goat, her eyes full of dissatisfaction.