Monster Hunter from League of Legends

Yeah, it's hard to imagine. Counting the first day, returning to the tribe on the second, hunting on the third, and the fourth, fifth, and sixth days of continuous travel, until now...

"Less than seven days? It feels so long." Faan, standing nearby, sighed, "We feel like an old married couple... Maybe this is the charm of the Freljord?"

Faan estimated that if an ancient dragon's Eclipse could send him to a civilized and advanced place like Piltover, and he truly wanted to lose his virginity, not considering the female bodhisattva in the ditch, a plot of at least 300,000 to 400,000 words would be unlikely. With a more delicate or slow-paced writing style, it would not be uncommon for the story to drag on for a million words.

After all, what kind of weirdos are there in the Twin Cities? There are only a few female heroes, and they're either lesbians or schizophrenic sister-lovers. Only Safin, the reformist queen of the second-generation self-balancing scooters, and Bobizeli, the blue-headed electrician, are relatively normal. For the rest, if you want to establish a relationship beyond friendship, it's hard to imagine how many times the hero would have to save the damsel in distress.

Not like now.

After discovering that Faan seemed a bit powerful, Kokia immediately threw Sejuani to help tie him up. If she was capable, she would try to keep her, and if she wasn't, she would make Sejuani realize the reality and her responsibilities as a war mother...

So wild.

Faan had a deep suspicion that if he said he was leaving Freljord after hunting all those prey, then Kokia would definitely prepare a stick thick and hard enough to knock him out, and then it would be the same story as the Sea Tiger story—Freljord, in a cellar that no one could find...

Overhearing Sejuani's defense and Faan's sentiments, Ashe looked a little embarrassed. Seeing how Sejuani and Faan were together, she'd thought they'd been together for ages. Only five days? Who could have imagined that?

On the contrary, Heiluo on the side did not seem to care much. He stroked the cut wolf meat and wolf skin and said calmly:

"All Freljordians are like this. Everything is for the survival of the tribe. Relationships can be cultivated slowly over time, and even if they can't be cultivated, they can be reconciled through other blood alliances. But the survival and prosperity of the tribe cannot wait... Let's set off now. Glenna will surely want to know why Warmother Xijian sent you to us after all these years."

Hearing the name of Grandmother Xijian, Sejuani's mouth twitched for a moment, and then she said calmly, "Grandmother Xijian has been exiled. Now the Warmother of the Winter Claw is my mother, Kojiya."

"Eh? Exiled? Is Kojiya back again?"

Hearing this, Haierno was obviously very surprised, but then he nodded in understanding.

Xijian is a headstrong, impulsive woman. Her combat acumen and diplomatic skills are far inferior to those of Kokia. This is evident in her decision to sever ties with the Avarosan tribe simply because Glenna questioned Xijian's approach to Sejuani's upbringing.

He is too impulsive and has the personality of a donkey. Even if he hits a wall, he won't turn back. He just stubbornly persists and refuses to repent or admit his mistakes.

Normally, someone who had abandoned their tribe to run off with a wild man would have no chance of regaining their trust. But who could blame Xijian for being so unreliable? He had cut a powerful tribe in half, leaving Gorjiya, clearly the betrayed, hailed as a hero upon his return, only to be humiliated and exiled...

"Although it's a bit strange, I'm not too surprised..."

Thinking about Xi Jian's past actions, Haiernuo sighed and said:

"Since it was War Mother Gorjiya who sent you two here, we must not delay any longer."

As he spoke, Heilno put the wolf skin on the back of the ibex.

"Let's go now. If we delay any longer, more beasts will come."

"That's such a beautiful thing~"

Fane seemed a little regretful. How could he not hunt the prey that came right to his door?

But think about it, the Frostfang Wolves are the dominant force in this area, and they've just experienced such a fierce battle, so the surrounding area is filled with Frostfang wolf pheromones. Under such circumstances, it's unlikely that any wild animals will come in a short time...

The reason why Arnault said this was just to find a reason to urge things on.

Not caring much, the group set off again. Not long after, they crossed a mountain and saw the Avarosa tribe stationed not far from the coastline.

Unlike the Winter's Claw tribe, the Avarosa tribe is relatively quieter and simpler, and is not in a state of war readiness for a long time like the Winter's Claw.

This tranquility and peace were reflected in every aspect of the Avarosan tribe. People walked more slowly, more relaxed, and more smiles graced their faces. Though their faces were pale from the recent end of winter, Fane could sense their thirst for life and hope for the future.

"Thanks to you." Looking at the tribe below, Arno said with a sigh:

"Just after the blizzard season, when supplies are scarce, the Hearthborn and Iceborn of the Avarosa tribe can enjoy a hot meal of broth, and then welcome the coming summer with high morale!"

33. Entry [Hua Jiao's Ice Bag]

Listening to Aunt Arno's words, Ashe nodded in agreement.

She didn't think Aunt Arno was wrong. In this resource-scarce land, a hot meal of broth was a real morale booster. Especially with the Freljord's crucial summer just around the corner, boosting the hearthkeepers' energy would greatly help Avarosa survive the next harsh winter.

As for what happens after that... All I can say is that supplies in Friarjod are always in short supply.

As for Fan, he continued to remain silent and act like a master - well, actually, he was touring the spoils.

Needless to say, magical creatures offer a lot of evolution points. I've killed five wild boars before, one of which was blessed by a wild boar spirit. In the end, I only got a little over fifty evolution points.

Not counting the collection provided by the Wild Boar Spirit Gem, it is only more than twenty points.

And now, these thirteen Frostfang Giant Wolves, including the Wolf King's gems, have provided Fane with over two hundred and fifty evolution points, forty of which come directly from the gems alone.

That's a total of five basic draws! That's a lot!

However, compared to the basic lottery of fifty-one times, Fan thought about it this time and decided to change his target.

The niche lottery.

The lottery for the upper, middle, and lower ecological niches is basically a guaranteed minimum. The lower ecological niche contains a large number of lower-niche entries, such as the Raptorosaur, Blue Dragon, Crown Dragon, and Herbivorous Dragon.

It cannot be said that these terms are useless, it can only be said that these terms are icing on the cake and cannot directly influence the battle situation.

For example, the recently acquired entry [Hard Head of the Crown Dragon] - although the skull has indeed become harder, it is far less versatile than the [Skillful Hands of the Flirting Bird] in the middle ecological niche.

The same goes for [Great Jackal's Deterrence]. Although it feels even less impressive in combat than [Crowned Dragon's Hard Head], as a permanent aura effect, it's inherently more noble than active skills—how many active skills end up just scouting bushes and gaining vision? With each new version update, better alternatives always appear.

For example, the new queen of balance bikes, KDA's airborne C position Safener and the queen of ARAM win rate, the harmless chord, my Qiqi QA killed them in seconds.

They're all in a straight line of crowd control, why do you still have extension? They're all support positions, why do you still have killing and control?

How many heroes rely on passive skills?

Just ask Ionia's Jhin, is he still playable now that he's given a passive that converts crit attack speed to attack? Similarly, there's the "Dog" Nasus, who some call the top lane quality inspector. Without his passive bleed and bloodrage, he's a toothless, lame dog. During the spring rutting season, other dogs will pinch their noses and avoid him, declaring he's a castrated dog they won't play.

After much thought, Fine directly agreed to click on the niche lottery.

The basic lottery draw costs 50 per draw. The first draw, during the mid-level niche draw, has a guaranteed minimum prize, with a fixed niche entry. Subsequent draws will also remove items like small recovery potions that pollute the prize pool. Furthermore, no matter what you draw, you'll receive a random bead, so the price has also risen accordingly, to per draw.

Actually, there are even higher-priced, higher-niche draws. But the draw cost is a series of question marks, and it's gray. Clicking it just says "Insufficient Level." I guess I'll have to wait until the Rathalos Essence is upgraded to the Rathalos Secret to unlock the draw restrictions.

However, the high ecological niche entries are guaranteed, and there is a small chance of extracting the essence of high ecological niches. I can only say that no matter how expensive it is, it is worth the money.

Thinking of Fane, I clicked on the draw button.

Middle ecological niche lottery: Entry [Ice bag of the mutant ice shark], ice resistance bead × 1, ice bead × 1.

[Hua Jiao's Ice Bag] Effect: Secretes a large amount of special mucus that coats armor and freezes into high-hardness ice. Unfrozen mucus reduces water resistance.

After seeing the effect of the entry, Fan nodded thoughtfully.

The mutated ice shark, also known as the ghost shark depending on the translation, debuted in Monster Hunter 4. It appears to be a giant, amphibious shark with frog-like limbs. However, when underwater, the texture of its scales makes its skin look no different from a normal shark.

But after reaching the shore, as the scales open, mucus is secreted and freezes, a thick ice shell will freeze all over the body, and condense into a huge ice cone on the head.

And... TMD, although the system didn't say it explicitly, the lottery is indeed closely related to the current natural environment and the source of evolution points.

With the third ice resistance bead in hand, Fane pierced his armor with a single stroke. His cold resistance increased significantly. With only two beads, Fane felt the previous few days of temperatures of -20 to -30 degrees Celsius were only slightly chilly. Now with all three beads, his cold resistance increased significantly, and even temperatures below -10 degrees Celsius were completely unnoticed. A rough estimate was that unless the temperature dropped to -50 degrees Celsius, Fane's body heat and energy wouldn't be affected by the temperature at all.

As for the Ice Beads, they're similar to the Ice Resistance Beads. Ice Resistance Beads increase cold resistance, while Ice Beads increase ice-attribute damage. Furthermore, a full stack of three Ice Resistance Beads will reach the maximum, while six Ice Beads are required.

六个等级，分别提供30，60，100点冰属性攻击。从第四级到第六级则是在原有的100点冰属性攻击上将攻击倍率调整为1.05、1.1、1.2、

Taking into account the basic attributes of the Fire Dragon Set, Faan's current panel is still quite luxurious.

Among them, three ice-resistant beads greatly increase ice resistance, and one ice bead increases ice damage.

The Fire Dragon Set directly grants Fire Dragon Power 5: Increases attribute damage when a critical hit occurs. Weakness Effect 1: Increases critical hit chance when hitting a target, further increasing damage if the damage has been softened. Attack 1: A simple boost to muscle strength. Jumping Iron Man 1: Reduces being knocked to the ground when jumping. Fire Resistance, Fire Attack Enhancement 1: The effect is the same as that of Ice Bead and Ice Resistance Bead, but with fire attributes.

Because unlike in games, there are no such things as critical hits or critical hits in real life. Therefore, more often than not, a critical hit is simply a hit that causes greater damage during the attack, such as an air blade causing additional lacerations to the prey's muscles.

Looking at his harvest, Fan was a little hesitant.

Does your ice damage increase apply to all battles? Then when Sejuani and I were at that time...

Faan was a little unsure for a moment.

Because as long as Fane still maintains his equipment on the system, even if he takes off his armor in reality, he will only lose the armor's defensive power, and the enhancement provided by the armor itself will still exist.

It was precisely because of this, perhaps because the Fire Dragon Set provided enhanced fire attacks, that Sejuani had repeatedly said things like, "It's hot," or "It's warm and comfortable in my stomach."

You know, the normal temperature of deoxyribose is around 35 degrees Celsius, which is about the same as human body temperature. It feels cool when it's hot, and warm when it's cold. And while the Freljord is cold, it's only warm, not scalding hot...

Now provides ice damage...

No, I have to study it carefully tonight.

34. Sejuani! What are you planning?

When they arrived at the Avarosa tribe and learned of Faan and Sejuani's identities, the Avarosa tribe immediately provided them with the highest level of hospitality.

In the War Mother's corner room, Glenna's face was filled with surprise. Her voice was loud and her words were heroic. In her hand, she held a wine cup made of ox horn, and raised the bright red mead high:

"Haha! Let's toast to our friends at Winter's Claw! Let's celebrate the reunion of sisterhood between Winter's Claw and the Avarosan tribe!"

"Cheers! Cheers!"

"cheers!"

The people of Avarosan celebrated. The entire tribe, from the Iceborn to the Hearthborn, was joyful—genuine joy, not forced celebration, but genuine joy without a trace of pretense.

Thirteen Frostfang Giant Wolves. Although the so-called giant wolves were only larger than normal wolves, there were thirteen of them. After removing the bones and the remaining pure meat, including the intestines and other organs brought back, they weighed more than one thousand to one thousand three hundred to seven hundred kilograms.

A large cauldron simmers, spiced with Freljord spices and winter herbs. Add in plenty of potatoes, vegetables, and fish. The mere smell of this rich broth fills one with hope for tomorrow.

But the people of Freljord are short of supplies after all. Even though they have tried their best to come up with some good things to season the food for the Midsummer Festival, they are already used to the rich and spiced hunter food of the New World, so Faan still provided some spices unique to the Monster Hunter world.

This also made the people of Avarosa like the first blood alliance of the future War Mother of Winter's Claw more - it was said that most of these wolves were killed by this hunter, and he also skinned and boned them with his own hands.

Even as Avarosans, they couldn't help but sigh that the Winter Claw was really getting better after the departure of the foolish War Mother Xijian.

First it was Kokia, then Faan, and even the future War Mother Sejuani was able to stand on her own and wield True Ice weapons... With so many talented people gathered, their strength and abilities would entrust them with important tasks no matter which tribe they were placed in.

Of course, after eating, Fann also added a little Hunter's Guild flavoring to his portion. Just by sprinkling the powdered herbs in, the flavor was instantly palpable.

Looking at the ice soup that Fane brought over with a smile, a hint of suspicion appeared on Sejuani's face.

She knew Fann's cooking skills; the taste was truly excellent, and the thick soup was something you'd never forget after having it once. But now Fann was so enthusiastic about cooking for herself...

After hesitating for a moment and looking at Fane in front of her, Sejuani took a bite with a spoon.

This wasn't her first time drinking it; she'd had enough experience. Just a quick taste and she knew what Faan was thinking. She rolled her eyes at Faan, but Sejuani still smiled and filled a large bowl.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the side.

"It smells so good, Sejuani, can I taste it?"

"what?"

He turned around in confusion, only to see Ashe approaching him without him noticing. She was standing bent over behind Faan in a sleeveless archer suit, her beautiful figure not concealed too much. Before Faan could recover from the shock, he was staring into the abyss.

Not as good as Azur Lane.

But honestly, they're sisters, right? They're really similar to Sejuani's. It just looks like Sejuani's is bouncier, and Ashe's is softer.

However, Fane believed that he was a warm-hearted man of pure love, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and said to Sejuani that the only thing he wanted in his heart was you.

Ah, no, you are the only sun.

At the same time, he reached out to stop Ashe from tasting the thick soup from the Icefield.

Looking at Faan's smooth little combo, Sejuani rolled her eyes and glared at Faan fiercely.

Faan felt wronged, but she kept silent. Immediately afterwards, under Faan's shocked gaze, Sejuani handed Ashe the full bowl of soup that had been meant for herself.

"Faun's cooking skills are excellent. Drink more. You're welcome."

"what?"

Faun made a dazed sound.

So are you really sisters?

Also, I'm sorry, Cat Granny of the Icefield, but it looks like your proud Icefield Soup is going to suffer a reputational blow...

"Really? That's great! I'll savor it!" Naive Ashe didn't realize what was in the sleeping soup. After taking a sip, she looked at him with a look of amazement. Then, covering her mouth, she said, "It's delicious!"

It was unlike any other soup Ashe had ever tasted. The Avarosan tribe had cooked thick soups before, and they had always been fragrant and delicious. But the flavor in this soup was completely different.

The rich, succulent broth, thickened slightly by the starch from the potatoes, was saturated with the flavor. The appropriate spices completely eliminated the wolf meat's pungent aroma, leaving only the natural, savory flavor and the crisp, springy skin. The muscles of a frost-fang wolf are incredibly tough and difficult to chew. But the meat in this bowl of broth melted in my mouth, dissolving delicately in my mouth while retaining a firmness that allowed the hidden flavor to explode exponentially.

The spices not only remove the fishy odor but also imbue the broth with a rich, layered texture. From light to deep, the diverse flavors intertwine to create a beautiful waltz on the tongue, the complex layers unfolding one after another, flowing smoothly like a graceful arc from beginning to end, maintaining a mellow flavor. The final touch, especially the sweetness from the honey bugs, instantly captivates the Freljordans' simple, primitive palates.

After swallowing a spoonful of the thick soup, Ashe felt her body warm as if a small stove had appeared inside. For the people of Freljord, this was the most comfortable and enjoyable state.

I was thinking of remembering etiquette when I came here - well, Freljord etiquette.

But feeling the delicious taste between her lips and teeth, Ashe couldn't help but have her eyes shining. She looked at Sejuani with a look full of surprise, as if saying "Haochi! Haochi!"

Seeing this, Sejuani chuckled and said, "Haha, as long as you like it! Fane often makes it for me, and I knew you would like it too. Come on, eat more. If it's not enough, I'll ask Fane to make another portion."