Monster Hunter from League of Legends

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Chapter 152 What is Monster Hunter?

The huge body fell to the ground, and the heavy blade tail made a buzzing sound like metal colliding the moment it fell.

There was no rush to launch an attack, because after the death of the commander and the abandonment of the arsenal, Fane could clearly feel that the morale here had completely collapsed.

As the squirming flesh turned into colorful glimmers, the dragon's body turned into dots of light and dissipated, then regrouped into the human form of Faan.

Feeling the energy draining from his body, Faan shook his head with a sigh, then stuffed three or five bottles of large recovery potions into his mouth and swallowed them in one gulp. His chest briefly transformed into a dragon-man, melting the remaining glass through the flame bag and then spitting it onto the ground beside him, transforming it into flowing glass.

His strength quickly recovered, and Faan looked at the people before him and said calmly, "Do you want to be more self-disciplined, or should I take action?"

Hearing this, the Noxian soldiers looked at each other. Finally, a Noxian who looked like a non-commissioned officer walked out slowly and asked tentatively: "You won't kill us?"

"What's the point of killing you?"

Faan shrugged. "Once your emperor has prepared enough supplies, I will naturally let you go. Of course, before that, it's best for you to take everything you can use and solve your own survival problems in Freljord. Well, growing potatoes is a good choice."

As he spoke, Fan also fired a flare into the sky.

Seeing the signal flare, Lissandra nodded, and then the Iceborn warriors beside her entered the city and began to assist Fane in taking over the city, and arranged for the captives to transport a large amount of supplies in the city.

Noxians are actually quite sensible in some ways—primarily due to their cultural diversity.

Despite its long history, Noxus possesses a unique cultural atmosphere, emphasizing strength and a clear path to advancement, attracting many other city-states and races to Noxus. Because of this, Noxus prioritizes strength and ability, while not completely prioritizing identity and lineage. However, those who succeed often possess the ability to stand out.

This has led to many people identifying with the ideas of Noxus rather than the country of Noxus.

After all, we're all here to fight for our future. If it's a losing battle, then there's no point... It's better to keep this life and return to Noxus as a brave man again.

Therefore, after admitting defeat, the Noxians were not too depressed, and some even secretly observed the Iceborn Warriors and Faan.

Or especially Faan.

Even in Runeland, people who can capture a city single-handedly are rare... No, to be precise, there hasn't been a single one in the past hundred years.

Even in the stories sung by bards, heroes would accomplish great things with the guidance of wise men or the help of companions.

The mystery of Faan's transformation into a dragon and his act of destroying the city despite the resistance of the army and artillery made them feel terrified - and even admiring.

As I said, in the eyes of Noxians, there are no absolute enemies, but there are absolutely strong people.

"But the bards will certainly diminish your achievements."

Garen, riding a frosthorn from afar, had a complex expression on his face. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, even I wouldn't have believed such a scene could actually happen in Runeterra... Even now, I still believe it was an illusion."

"I've only ever heard of these bards adding embellishments to make the legend more interesting, but this is the first time I've heard of them toning down the story for its own sake."

Faan appeared unconcerned, simply stating, "Two-thirds of Noxus's supplies for the invasion of the Freljord are stored in this city. Finding a way to capture it is inevitable. Rather, the reason this was so easy was thanks to our 'friends' in Noxus."

Friends? You mean the traitor?

Garen didn't know anything about Leblanc, and even thought that the explosion of the arsenal was due to Faan's hard power.

But in fact it is not the case.

Faan knew his own limitations—Runeterra was teeming with powerful individuals. Even the arrival of a true ancient dragon, let alone a fire dragon, would require considerable fortitude. Not to mention the distant future, the Freljord's savage demigods alone possessed terrifying power capable of easily rewriting the landscape and ecology, while Noxus also harbored many dark secrets and ancient artifacts.

Is Fire Dragon powerful? Yes, it is. While this Sky King is often used as a stepping stone and repeatedly humiliated in CGs, he is indeed quite formidable. Regardless of gameplay, he is definitely a king of the map in the ecosystem.

Even so, the Hunter Guilds in Monster Hunter World possess a variety of hunting methods. Similar methods are likely to be even more numerous in Runeterra. LeBlanc provided the precise locations of all the arsenals, and used Ashe's Omen Eagle to scout them before launching the attack. Otherwise, even Faan would have had to find a way to blast the enemy from within, rather than resorting to a frontal assault.

While thinking about this, Fane also glanced at Garen who looked thoughtful.

Although he didn't know what Galen was thinking, through the perception of pheromones, Fan more or less realized that Galen was wrong.

Without any thought of reminding him, Fine simply said, "I have some things to take care of."

Then he followed Lissandra to the hall in the center of the city.

Seeing this, Lux, who was standing by, wanted to say something curiously, but before she could say anything, she was stopped by Garen.

Facing Lux's puzzled gaze, Garen sighed inwardly and then warned, "Faan is the Warmaster of the Freljord. He's always busier as the war nears its end... If you have anything to ask, don't worry. When we return to Rakstak, there will definitely be a victory banquet hosted by the Supreme Warmother."

"Is that so? Okay, thank you, brother!"

Watching Lux's sudden realization, Garen's lips flickered to a smile, but then it faded into a subtle bitterness... In the past, this would have surely made him feel incredibly happy. But now, for some reason, the happier he felt, the more pressure he felt. It was as if some danger was lurking in the shadows, gazing intently at this happiness, licking its lips hungrily.

Not long after entering the City Lord's Mansion, a graceful black figure walked out from the shadows in a corner of the house.

"Your performance really opened my eyes, dear Mr. Monster Hunter."

LeBlanc smiled. "So, are you a hunter who hunts monsters, or a hunter who is like a monster... or are you a monster yourself?"

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Chapter 153 Transaction.

"What it means depends on how you punctuate it."

Fain waved his hand and glanced at Leblanc in front of him, but there was not much emotion in his eyes.

In stark contrast to her previous appearance as a man, LeBlanc now wears a female form. While not quite the same as in the original painting, her undisguised allure is palpable.

Although he's a bit of a pervert, it's limited to like-minded girls. At least right now, he has no interest in Leblanc's fake skin. Even if she were naked, even if she were naked, he wouldn't even bother to stand up.

"Your intelligence was indeed very helpful, so what do you want?"

"Mordekaiser."

Looking at Faan, Leblanc didn't hide her desire and said bluntly: "Tell me about Mordekaiser's purpose, his secrets, and what exactly he wants to do?"

Although she had tried every possible way to target Mordekaiser, unfortunately, LeBlanc's understanding of him was very limited. Even now, she was completely clueless about Mordekaiser's true intentions, if not completely aware of them.

But one thing is certain, that is, after returning, Mordekaiser will ruthlessly erase himself - even if his previous betrayal had long been part of Mordekaiser's plan, it does not mean that Mordekaiser will accept this betrayal.

It can even be said that LeBlanc herself is doing the same thing as Mordekaiser - not just destroying the world, but doing the same thing as LeBlanc did to Emperor Darkwill.

Darkwill always believed that the empire's current prosperity was all due to his own efforts. Before discovering everything, Leblanc also always believed that her betrayal and taking advantage of others' misfortunes were her own decisions.

This little secret and secret plan that she was proud of was actually within Mordekaiser's calculations, which made Leblanc feel indescribable fear.

The more you know, the more you fear. Although it seems easy and smiling all the time, in fact, every time you think of Mordekaiser, LeBlanc is more crazy than thinking of Lissandra in the void.

At least Lissandra can use ice magic to freeze her own thoughts and the weakness within them. But what about LeBlanc? The more she plays those cunning and treacherous schemes, the more she sinks into the quagmire and cannot extricate herself.

Unfortunately, Faan is not a generous person, even if it is a deal that has been agreed upon -

"I will keep my promise, but you are asking too much. To keep it simple, I will only answer one question for you."

Hearing Faan's words, Leblanc's lips twitched for a rare moment. But she suppressed this loss of composure almost instantly, as if nothing had happened.

“Mordekaiser’s affairs concern the fate of all Runeterra. Are you—”

Before LeBlanc could finish, Faan shook his head. "I know better than you how many crises Runeterra faces. Mordekaiser? But that's all."

LeBlanc: "What a boast."

Fain: "If you don't believe me, get out of here."

They looked at each other, and finally Leblanc let out a breath of air unwillingly.

It's just like the sale of goods. The value of a commodity does not depend on the person who sells it, but on how much the person who buys it thinks it is worth.

For LeBlanc, any information related to Mordekaiser is priceless. This is not a problem, the problem is that Faan knows that this is priceless to LeBlanc.

If you see a rainbow, you'll eat it. Fann's current expression conveys the message "I'll eat you" with a calm, relaxed, and arrogant attitude.

What could LeBlanc say? She could only close her eyes and ponder, trying to figure out how to get the most valuable answer from this question.

After a long silence, Leblanc asked, "Then tell me, what can I do to see the current Mordekaiser?"

Looking at Leblanc, Faan also showed disgust.

LeBlanc didn't shy away from the question. She stared at Fain and said, "You told me to ask a question... Of course, it's okay if you can't answer it, but you have to answer more questions for me."

"That's not necessary."

Faan shook his head, but Leblanc was delighted.

If she could master the means of observation and spying on Mordekaiser, then for Leblanc, she could use her brain to bypass Faan and gain a deeper understanding of Mordekaiser, discovering Mordekaiser's purpose and his fatal weakness.

Simply put, Leblanc wanted to bypass the middlemen and purchase the goods directly herself to prevent Fane from making a profit from the price difference of intelligence.

But Faan was unhurried. Instead, he said, "Mordekaiser's first life was an ancient warlord named Sarn Uzul. He believed in the underworld known as the 'Bone Hall.' However, that was merely a desolate plain of souls. So Uzul decided to build his own Bone Hall and, through trickery from the spiritual realm, entered the material realm."

Hearing this, Leblanc listened quietly. Some of what Fain said was information she knew, some she didn't. But regardless of whether it was true or false, she would try, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance.

But Faan didn't care about Leblanc listening, and said to himself:

"After Mordekaiser returned to the material realm, he began a relentless slaughter, enslaving the generals and soldiers he slew through the power of the spirit realm. Although he believed he had built his own 'Bone Hall', Mitnarrachen, from scratch on the original Soul Plains, in reality, his two deaths led him to different spirit realms. Mitnarrachen has clear coordinates in the spirit realm. As long as you can find the coordinates for Mitnarrachen, you can try to peek inside."

Hearing Faan's words, Leblanc narrowed her eyes.

Two different spiritual realms? If that's the case...

"How should I find the coordinates of Mitnarachon?"

"..."

Faun said nothing.

Seeing this, LeBlanc twitched her lips slightly, then said, "I can guarantee that for at least the next five years, the border between Freljord and Noxus will remain absolutely peaceful. And the reparations for this war will be considerable."

Extending his hand and making an OK gesture, Fahn said:

"In the Immortal Bastion, Death Claw cultists worship Mordekaiser and offer soul sacrifices to him."

Hearing this, Leblanc nodded thoughtfully, but didn't press the issue further, knowing that further questioning would only put her in a more passive position. The information she already had was enough to keep her busy for a long time...

Even if you continue to pay for consultation, you have to wait until the authenticity of these known things is confirmed.

"May we have a pleasant cooperation."

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Chapter 154 Serious business.

After getting the answer she wanted, Leblanc placed a token in front of Faan.

It was a seal, bordered with gold and other precious metals. The gemstone in its center, outlined with a magical solution, resembled a black rose. As energy flowed, the rose within the gem seemed to sway in the wind, blooming unfadingly.

“When you need me, just whisper, “The black rose will bloom again.”

After saying that, Leblanc's figure slowly retreated into the shadows on the side and gradually disappeared into them.

After LeBlanc disappeared for a moment, Lissandra nodded and said, "She's gone."

Although this was Noxus territory, it was still only a few kilometers from the Freljord. Even though Lissandra's power here wasn't as exaggerated as it was back home in the Freljord, it was still easy enough to check if anyone was watching her.

Seeing this, Fane nodded, then picked up Leblanc's jade and looked at it left and right. A hint of boredom appeared in his eyes, and he threw it into his backpack without paying any more attention to it.

Others might see LeBlanc as being full of pretentiousness, but now it was LeBlanc begging Faan. It might not be obvious now, but once LeBlanc confirms the truth of what Faan just said, you'll see.

Don't even think about the black rose blooming again. Find a chance to fast forward until the pink rose can't close.

As for before that...contact LeBlanc?

Contact shit.

It was as if LeBlanc had something that Faan desperately needed. On the other hand, Faan had a lot of things LeBlanc wanted to know.

However, Fane was not in a hurry to act. After all, Noxus was the trouble-making machine of Runeterra, and the information Fane knew could be sold at a very good price.

As for before that, let Leblanc confirm the authenticity of the matter first to facilitate appreciation.

Shaking his head listlessly, Faan said, "Let's pack up and go."

"Ah."

Lissandra didn't have many opinions - as mentioned before, Darkwill had gone crazy for immortality, and most of the border cities had become complete war cities. The old, young, women and children inside were forcibly relocated, and now the soldiers were also captured. They packed up all the supplies and went to the Gulag Plain to dig potatoes. Until Noxus finalized the ransom, there was no hope of development here.

In addition, I occupied this place and developed it myself...

Then forget it.

The two things the Freljord lacks most are supplies and people. War reparations might provide a significant short-term relief for supplies, but population is something that cannot be forced.

The capital, the holy city of Lakstak, has not yet developed, so it is better not to bother with the small places outside and just leave a trade channel.

Thinking of this, Fane suddenly touched his chin, feeling that he seemed to have forgotten something.