Monster Hunter from League of Legends

Simply put, carrot and stick...you can't just hit someone with a stick and then give them a piece of deoxyribose, right?

Noticing Faan staring at her, Lux's face also showed a hint of curiosity. However, because of the visor, both Lux and Garen could only confirm that Faan was looking at them, but they could not confirm who Faan was looking at through his eyes.

"Did you find something? They... don't look like Freljordians?"

Ash's voice came next to my ear.

Although Faan and the three Ashe sisters are far apart, these frost slaves are all cast with special control magic, and can communicate with each other through Lissandra as a transit station.

"well enough."

Faan said: "They are the Demacians, on the other side of the southern mountains of the Freljord, directly bordering the Freljord. They are a country on the Valoran continent second only to Noxus in terms of military strength and land area."

"I see……"

Hearing this, Ashe's eyes showed a hint of understanding: "It seems that they know about the united tribes?"

"Well, most likely he's coming to the Alliance."

Faan said: "Demacia was originally formed by a group of refugees persecuted by magic during the Rune Wars. It is extremely conservative, extremely isolated, ruled by the elite, and extremely opposed to magic. However, it is indeed a good ally, because the entire territory is fertile land. Establishing good relations can help the united tribes solve the problem of food."

"At the same time, besides the king, Demacia's highest ruler is the Council of Six, which oversees Demacia's military, economy, commerce, and other important functions. The Crownguard family holds three of the six seats. Among these Demacian envoys, there are four members of the Crownguard family, including the future heir and eldest daughter."

After hearing Faan's story, Ashe fell into a brief silence - not to mention Ashe, even Lissandra only knew that the neighboring country was called Demacia, and had no idea what the situation was like inside Demacia.

And what about Fan? Not only did he know, he even analyzed it thoroughly...

"Then you will be the one to receive him."

After a pause, Ashley said softly, "...Well, I'll listen to you tonight, but don't go too far."

"Haha, okay!"

After hearing what Ashe said, a smile appeared on Fan's face.

Compared to Sejuani, Ashe is gentle and juicy, but also more conservative in her thinking.

Even the first time he drank milk, Sejuani sneaked up on him and transmitted it mouth-to-mouth, and then he embarked on the road of no return to eating hot dogs.

Being willing to cooperate proactively like now, although it cannot be accomplished quickly, given Ashe's gentle personality, the process will definitely not be boring.

Fight! (Close-up with clear meaning)

"Please give me the book before that."

Lissandra didn't take it seriously and said calmly, "I need to speed up my understanding of the spiritual realm."

"Then I'll have to ask the Grimoire."

After responding, Fane and the others entered the holy city of Rakstak.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Ashe raised the Holy Bow in her hand. The moment she drew the bow, an arrow made of icy magic materialized from the previously empty bow shaft—just like in the legend.

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Chapter 107 The Freljord Empire.

Releasing his grip, the arrow soared through the air, exploding the moment it soared high into the sky, transforming into a cloud of icy blue dust that fell from the sky. It sparkled, sparkling, and sparkling in Lux's eyes. In contrast, Garen frowned—he lacked the foresight to forge ahead. As a pure warrior, loyal to his country, he disliked magic and deeply repelled it.

Noticing her brother's expression, Lux's initial excitement dimmed a bit. But before she could feel sad for long, Ashe's voice could be heard from the side.

"The United Tribe will be officially established in two days. Tribes determined to join can remain here. The Frost Priests will soon convey the details of the United Tribe to those who wish to remain. Warmothers who wish to join the United Tribe should also submit the number of Iceborn and Hearthborn in their tribes to the Frost Priests."

Her voice resonated, and the people quickly understood Ashe's will and determination. The vast majority of the tribes already present didn't hesitate to respond to Ashe's request, instead immediately contacting their respective frost priests for a count. During this process, some expressed a willingness to join but were unwilling to surrender their rights. Ashe didn't force them, instead allowing them to make their own decision. Whether to leave or become enemies, they had no objection, giving them full freedom of choice.

In the original story, Ashe wouldn't have been so forceful. After parting ways with Sejuani, Ashe led some abandoned Hearthborn to the southern tribes. Aside from the Hearthborn, Ashe was the only Iceborn in the entirety of Avarosa, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she went alone.

It was under these circumstances that Ashe, using her Holy Bow, gathered a group of tribes and became one of the strongest tribes in the Freljord. Driven by the ideals of peace and unity, new tribes joined Avarosa almost daily. To combat this, Sejuani was even forced to marry multiple blood allies and strike a pact with the Old Gods, offering blood sacrifices to Volibear.

But it's different now.

The three Ice Sisters were united, especially the Frostguard from Lissandra. Although this unit had committed countless crimes in the Freljord, it was undeniably one of the most powerful armies in all of Runeterra. Not to mention ordinary men, even Faan had encountered numerous obstacles during the previous battle.

The fully armed Drakron Knights and a large number of Frost Priests, one after another, were so powerful that they could barely cover any corner on this icy plain. Especially since Lissandra also controlled a large number of Frozen Thralls.

These Frozen Minions and Frozen Fiends are all guaranteed eight-cost monsters with attributes in LOR.

After a simple announcement, Ashe and others set up camp.

In the evening, when the Avarosa tribe and the Winter Claw tribe were still stationed, Fane also came to Garen's tent.

The tent was opened first and Fane walked straight in.

"Hello, friends from Demacia."

Hearing someone coming in, Garen instinctively placed his hand on the greatsword Judgment. But upon realizing it was Faan, whom he had seen earlier when he entered the city that day, he paused and asked, "Are you... the war priest of the United Tribes?"

"It's me. You can call me Faun. But there's one thing I need to correct."

Glancing at Garen, Faan said calmly, "I am not a war priest of the United Tribes, because the United Tribes already has a name, the name of this land, the Freljord Empire."

Some things are better explained right from the start, the most important of which is the name of the United Tribes.

Initially, Ashe and Sejuani were prepared to simply call it the "United Horde," but this wasn't feasible. Lissandra, not to mention Phantom's opinion, was the first to disagree. The United Horde was essentially just a group of tribes, and it couldn't satisfy Lissandra's vision of a "united Freljord."

Kingdoms and empires are also different. Kingdoms are often headed by a king, with limited territory and a relatively homogeneous ethnicity, culture, and political structure. There are fewer ethnic and cultural conflicts, and they often operate under a single ruler. Demacia is a prime example of this.

An empire, headed by an emperor, has vast territories, often spanning multiple nations and possessing complex political structures, requiring the management of numerous ethnic groups and cultures. The Freljord, for example, is four times the size of Demacia. While much of it is barren, considering the diverse cultures, customs, and lifestyles of its various tribes, it's no exaggeration to call it an empire.

"Of course, the Freljord Empire doesn't have a single emperor. Instead, it's ruled by the Three Ice Sisters. My title is Warmaster of the Freljord."

"Warmaster?"

Garen looked puzzled, then asked, "Isn't it a war festival?"

"That was before."

Faan explained, "In the Freljord, the tribe's leader is called the Warmother, and the Warmother's most powerful and reliable blood ally is the War Priest. They are responsible for campaigns and managing the tribe in the Warmother's absence. Now that the Freljord Empire is about to be established, my mission is to lead all the War Priests and warriors of the Freljord, and the leader of the War Priests is the Warmaster."

Faan had already begun to think about the Crazy Dragon Gene Seed, the Pearl White Armor, and the idea of ​​switching his weapon to a sledgehammer. As for the birthday celebration...he was learning from past mistakes and had no plans to have children at this stage.

After hearing Faan's explanation, Garen said, "I see. Thank you so much, Warmaster Faan, for letting me know in advance. But there is one thing I'm confused about."

Looking at Faan, Galen said, "You seem to know us? Not now, but during the day today, I noticed that you have been watching our troops?"

"of course."

Faan nodded. "The eldest son and daughter of the Demacia Crownguard family, close friends of Prince Jarvan IV, and the Sword Captain of the Fearless Vanguard. How could I not know them?"

We can’t recite anymore. If we do, the tent won’t be able to accommodate so many people.

Hearing this, Garen became a little solemn - he didn't recognize the other party, but the other party knew him.

Although Garen doesn't know much about politics now, he thinks like a warrior and army leader. It is a very scary thing that the other party knows you but you know nothing about the other party.

Garen thought to himself, but remained calm on the surface: "It seems that you have been to Demacia?"

"Ah, I did choose Demacia as the region in my game, but it has nothing to do with this place."

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Chapter 108 The location of the Freljord Empire.

Game? Region?

Hearing Faan's words, Garen felt bewildered. However, Faan's status was not bad, and he was obviously very familiar with Demacia, so Garen did not show his inner emotions.

Faan, standing by, chuckled and pointed at Garen, saying, "Why? Do you think I'm being inexplicable?"

Galen: "...It just feels a little strange, that's all."

Fahn: "Don't be too quick to deny it. I can sense other people's thoughts through pheromones. Of course, you don't have to worry too much. This isn't magic, but a biological ability, just like the 'smell of emotions,' except only a very few people can smell it."

Hearing this, Garen was silent for a moment. He took a deep breath, suppressed the many thoughts in his heart, and forced himself to calm down. At the same time, he said: "Excuse me, Master War Marshal, what exactly do you want to see me about?"

Galen no longer wanted to continue talking to Fane.

Because the intelligence between the two sides was unequal, Fane always had the upper hand. Just like in war, the amount and accuracy of intelligence could even directly change the entire battle. As it was now, Galen was suppressed for a long time during the exchange, and in the end, Fane would completely dominate the battlefield.

Knowing this very well, Garen simply laid it out directly. Let's just say whatever we want to say and stop engaging in meaningless small talk.

This was against etiquette, but the underlying logic of any order was ultimately violence, so Faan didn't feel much surprise. He just nodded and said:

"May I ask why Demacia came to the Freljord Empire?"

"Alliance."

Getting to the point, Garen straightened his expression, then took out a map of Valoran and said:

"If the Freljord were to become a unified empire, the first country it would have to face would be Noxus. Noxus's most important arsenal is located at the Delverhold in the Ironthorn Mountains on the southeastern border of the Freljord. According to our spies, at the foot of the Ironthorn Mountains, outside the Freljord's cold winds, there are even many resettlement areas specifically designated for Freljord wanderers."

"Noxus is essentially an army disguised as a nation. They need constant war and victory to maintain their empire. In this context, the Freljord's mineral deposits and furs have always been what they need most. Perhaps in the short term, they will coexist peacefully with the Freljord Empire, but in the end, they will definitely bare their fangs..."

"You don't need to tell me this, I know it better than you."

Faan shook his head and said calmly, "It's only a matter of time before Noxus invades the Freljord... Well, they can accept the Freljord's chaos and lack of a ruler, but they won't sit idly by and watch a unified Freljord Empire emerge in their rear to threaten Noxus's Darnor Plain."

"My guess is that it won't be long... If you can stay in the Freljord for a while longer, you should see that the Noxians will take advantage of the Freljord Empire's newly established and unstable period to launch a war and strangle the unified ice plain in its infancy."

Fine wasn't talking nonsense.

Across the entirety of Noxus, aside from the Dalmor Plains in the center of the northern coastal mountains, there are virtually no other large plains. While Noxus possesses numerous overseas enclaves, these are mostly coastal cities. Trade is possible, but the agricultural products it can provide are limited.

From Riven's background story, we can see that although Noxus is a province, it has a large number of state-owned farms. These farms are almost all located in the Dalmore Plains in the northwest of Noxus.

These farms built on the plains are the most important blood-making modules of the Noxian war machine. It is precisely relying on the endless supply of food from the Dalmore Plains that Noxus can continuously absorb talents from other poor areas and call on them to join the army and go plunder.

Before this, no one had been able to threaten the Dalmor Plains of Noxus.

But it's different now that the Freljord is unified.

The Ironthorn Mountains border the Freljord, and at the eastern end of the Ironthorn Mountains lies a plain that can be traversed by a large army. In other words, once the Freljord is unified, it will be easy to directly attack Noxus's most vulnerable backdoor and paralyze the entire empire in one go.

Even if there are peace talks, a large amount of manpower and material resources will need to be sent to strengthen the defense capabilities of the plains.

But is it really that easy to build a defense on the plains? And it's not something you can just build and forget about. It requires a huge investment of military funds for garrisoning, defense, and patrolling.

This was unacceptable to the military—for Noxus lacked a true imperial army, but rather legions affiliated with the various nobles and provincial governors. These legions were formed to achieve great things and plunder foreign wealth, not to tend the gardens of other nobles for the safety of the empire.

"Under these circumstances, they absolutely cannot accept the continuous bloodletting that comes with establishing defensive forces on the northern plains and stationing a large number of legions year-round to maintain stability in their rear. However, they are quite bold in seizing this opportunity to gather a large number of warbands into a war group, invade the Freljord, and plunder its natural resources and population."

After hearing what Fane said, Garen nodded and looked at Fane with a little surprise.

He hadn't expected that this warrior from a barbarian tribe would have such a sense of the overall situation...

Not only does he know Demacia very well, he's also very familiar with the political structure of Noxus... Is he really a Freljordian?

"So, what is your opinion?"

"Alliance."

Faan said, "Our interests are aligned. Once we establish an alliance, I can even guarantee that the tribes within the Freljord Empire will stop raiding the Demacia border. However, I also hope that Demacia will meet some of the Freljord Empire's demands."

"please say."

"Open the borders and allow free trade. And use the Demacia royal family as collateral to export grain to the Freljord."

Galen: "These matters are of great importance. I need to return and report to the king for detailed discussion."

"No problem. I don't expect to solve so many problems today."

Faan continued, "The United Horde will be officially established in two days. And starting tomorrow, I'll be going on a super cool hunt. Tribal war festivals and influential figures from the Freljord Empire will be in attendance. So, do you want to come?"

"Of course!"

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Chapter 109 The rabbit jumping into the abyss.

After making an appointment to go hunting tomorrow, Fane left Garen's tent.

But after walking a few steps, Fane touched his chin, then followed the smell and came to the shadow beside the tent door.

"...Hey, hello, Mr. War Marshal."

Lux's face wore an awkward smile, her expression giving off a sense of reluctance. After all, eavesdropping was fine when it wasn't discovered, but once it was, it was incredibly embarrassing. Mei Ting Zong should have a say in this.

Seeing that it was Lux who was eavesdropping, Faan nodded in understanding: "Luxury, what's up? Do you want to go hunting too?"

After hearing what Faan said, Lux blinked, and then a hint of excitement appeared in her eyes: "Huh? Is it okay?"

People only believe what they see. Having always been well-protected by her family, Lux lacked a proper understanding of the workings of the world and society. Consequently, activities like hunting were a thing she had never encountered due to the strict protection provided by Garen and his companions.