Monster Hunter from League of Legends

After walking out of the teleportation room of the military camp, Fan did not disturb too many people, but went directly to the corner room where Ashe worked.

Well, the current Rakstak Palace is still under construction, and over the past period, it has begun to take shape. However, the interior furnishings are not yet ready. Earlier, Ashe had considered slowing down the construction of the palace. For the resource-scarce Freljord, even if the United Horde were to operate in a corner room, it wouldn't matter. It would just be embarrassing for envoys from other countries to visit.

But Ashe didn't care much about face. At the same time, Ashe also believed that if the envoys from other countries came with true friendship and goodwill, they would not change their attitude just because of a few houses.

However, following Noxus' defeat, a large amount of war reparations was gradually transported to the Freljord interior through the Noxian Ironthorn Mountains border city. With the Freljord's already small population, the supply problem was quickly solved. Furthermore, with the signing of a treaty of friendship with Demacia, discerning merchants on the Demacia border began hiring Freljordian guides to conduct trade during the spring and summer, greatly improving living conditions for the Freljordians.

"But the Gudao tribe has strong opinions about this."

Seeing Fane coming back, Ashe also complained to Fane about what had happened in the united tribe during this period:

"Led by the Ursine, those tribes that believe in the Old Gods believe that this kind of communication and trade with the outside world is destroying the balance of the Freljord. The increasingly stable life is dulling the knives of the Freljord people, and their souls are no longer pure and cold, making the spirit of the Freljord increasingly thirsty for blood and strife."

"So these ancient gods are really speechless."

Faan said disdainfully: "Otherwise, wait until Anivia is resurrected and let Volibear go to learn from her. Find a way to commit suicide. Maybe when you are resurrected again, you will be free from the poison of faith."

"You know, this isn't likely to happen."

Ashe shook her head and said, "Speaking of which, what about Allura? She's a master in the spiritual realm. Perhaps she can find a solution?"

"Allura is studying."

Faan said: "After reading the historical text in Frostguard Fortress, she was so excited that she couldn't walk. She didn't even react when I patted her butt."

"That's quite focused."

Nodding, Ashe didn't seem too concerned. Instead, she said, "But there's no need to worry too much. The Ancient Road Tribe isn't as difficult to approach as you might think. Well, according to Sejuani's sworn father, the Spirit Walker Udyr, the main reason the bearmen are so difficult to approach is Volibear. As long as Volibear is willing to relax a bit, those bearmen are actually quite easy to talk to."

"Isn't it hard to talk?"

"They stole Ornn's urn," Faan grumbled. "If the Volibear knew his followers weren't surviving the winter through the Wild Hunt, but were secretly using Ornn's possessions to survive the harsh winter, he'd probably banish them all."

After this period of understanding, Faan also knew that even among the Ursine tribe, only a very small number of individuals had the pure desire for wildness and fighting that Volibear hoped for. In most cases, even those who advocated animalism also hoped for more security and prosperity.

Ashe did not express much opinion on this, because Ashe also knew that Faan was not interested in such political matters - especially the grievances between the many tribes. It would be fine if he just listened to the gossip, but if Faan had to solve it, Faan would just lie in bed for a whole day and go on strike in protest.

"Speaking of which, why did you come back so suddenly? Is there something wrong?"

Ashe put down the pen in her hand and looked at Fane curiously.

Faan didn't hide anything. He opened the door, pointed at Willump outside, and said, "What could it be? Just cleaning up Lissandra's mess."

As he spoke, Willump staggered to his feet. Clearly, a barrel of ale wouldn't keep him asleep for long.

196

Chapter 196: Battle! The Three Ice Sisters

Seeing Willump, Ashe's face showed a hint of surprise, and then hesitantly said: "Is this... a snowman?"

"Ah."

Faan nodded, then said, "Where are Lissandra and Sejuani? Tell them to come over. We might need to go out together soon."

"no problem."

Hearing this, Ashe nodded and closed her eyes, using the three sisters' shared senses to remotely call. Currently, this shared sense could only be used near Laxtak and the Ancient Frost Mouth. Once further away, a beacon similar to the Frozen Tomb would be needed.

Of course, only Lissandra could create a Frozen Tomb anywhere, anytime. Ashe, on the other hand, would mostly use an icy bow to establish coordinates. Sejuani hadn't mastered this technique yet, but she would soon.

However, Ashe's perception of the spiritual realm was clearly rather unfamiliar, a direct result of her preoccupation with government affairs. Others, like Lissandra and Sejuani, besides hunting, spent the vast majority of their time deepening their spiritual perceptions or simply honing their martial arts and strengthening their inherited powers from past lives.

Looking at Ashe who was establishing sensory sharing, Faan raised his head and looked left and right, then turned around and closed the door, activated the ice barrier set up by Lissandra to isolate the sound and the entry of outsiders, and walked around behind Ashe.

Slowly establishing sensory sharing, Ashe finally sensed Lissandra and Sejuani, but just as the connection was made, she felt a pair of warm hands caressing back and forth on her delicate skin.

With a slightly helpless sigh, Ashe looked back lovingly at Faan, who was smiling and saying nothing but never stopped moving his hands.

The soft body did not resist too much, but just twisted left and right to slightly express its dissatisfaction.

"Sejuani and Lissandra are watching..."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

As a skilled swordsman, Faan didn't believe his actions were wrong. Ashe, in turn, felt a faint warmth emanating from the Faan's Mark on her lower abdomen. The black mark on her skin gradually turned pink, and the flesh within began to slowly wriggle. A delicate warmth and moisture spread quietly from her lower abdomen throughout her body.

Feeling the spreading warmth, Ashe couldn't help but bite her lip. A layer of mist covered her icy blue eyes. She looked at Faan with wet eyes and said, "You, this is why you left this mark, right?"

"hey-hey."

Faan said nothing, only chuckled. Seeing this, Ashe snorted in dissatisfaction, then gently lifted the hem of her skirt and let the dog do whatever it wanted.

On the other side of the hunting grounds, Sejuani, riding Bristle, wielding her hammer, excitedly searched for her next prey. Suddenly, she heard Ashe's call—Bluetooth is on, and Ashe is requesting to pair with you.

After clicking pairing and connecting, Sejuani felt an inexplicable heat surge through her body. Seeing no one around, she glanced down at her abdomen. Seeing the black Faun Seal turn pink, she snorted in dissatisfaction, pinched the bean lightly, and expressed her dissatisfaction with the idea of ​​hurting the enemy by a thousand times while hurting herself a thousand times. Then, she yanked the reins and ran towards the corner house.

Sharing perception, Ashe, who was in the fierce battle, couldn't help but exclaimed and suddenly became nervous for a moment after feeling Sejuani's unexpected counterattack, which made Faan also beam with joy and gave Sejuani a thumbs up in his heart.

In contrast, Lissandra, who was in the Ice Tower and was studying Alora's notes to increase her understanding of the spiritual realm, also sighed after sensing the two sisters' battle from a distance.

Turning her head to glance at herself in the mirror, she saw a tantalizing tinge of pink against her pale skin. This was something Lissandra hadn't dared imagine in the past, having been blind for so long. But now, looking at her own face, then looking down at the mark that the veil couldn't even conceal, Lissandra knew clearly that her body longed for wholeness, even more so than when she was ready to welcome Faan.

It's not just Ashe; even my body and instincts have been tamed to this point... Is it because of this sigil? Lissandra rubbed the mark on her abdomen a few times and sighed inwardly.

Standing up, black ice on either side clung to Lissandra's body, forming a dark blue coat of cold. While this chill briefly dampened her burning flesh, Lissandra knew that such external stimulation couldn't truly solve the problem. At least, based on past experience, addressing the root of the problem, from the inside out, was the only way to relieve the body's needs and subconscious desires.

The cold clothes' possession also caused the unprepared Ashe to tremble violently. But even so, she didn't stop at all. On the contrary, as the three subconscious desires combined, her soft body became more and more strenuous, and her mouth began to utter some embarrassing words that she would never say normally.

Sejuani was the last to return from her hunting grounds outside the city. After passing through the barrier surrounding the Ice Sisters, she opened the door and saw Ashe lying down to rest. Lissandra lay motionless on Faan like a small animal, her pillow tightly clenched.

Although no sound was heard except for a few brief whimpers, Sejuani could feel through shared perception that Lissandra's mind and body were constantly demanding, but her consciousness and soul were telling her to stay calm and not give in.

Seeing this, Sejuani, who had already chosen a more despicable but more comfortable attitude towards life, sneered: "Let's see how long you can keep up this pretentious attitude... Faan, I'm here to help you!!"

"okay!"

Faan also said cheerfully, "Let her see our exciting combo skills!"

As they spoke, Faan and Sejuani charged forward, shouting about friendship and bonds. Isn't it said that traitors are hated? Lissandra could have continued to endure, but this powerful backstab from her sisters completely broke her defense.

Just like a flood control dam, once a tiny crack appears, the water will burst forth uncontrollably.

Patting Lissandra's butt, Sejuani said with a domineering attitude, "It's my turn, it's my turn! Lissandra, you worthless bastard, get out of the way!"

By the evening, Fain twisted his waist and said with regret: "Oh, it was too late. I won't do this again next time."

In response to this, Ashe, who started first, finished first, and recovered first and was cleaning up, rolled her eyes and took a bite.

"Who do you think started it?"

197

Chapter 197: Diplomatic Mission to Demacia?

After hearing what Ashe said, Faan said he wasn't affected at all. He just smiled and didn't take it to heart, thinking he had taken advantage.

But now that the business is over, it's time to get back to business—why two business matters, you ask? Is there anything more important in this world than tribal heritage?

Except hunting.

Reaping your own unique love is also part of the hunt! (Fain's Rage)

Ashe licked her popsicle, looking up at Faan and asking, "What's with that snowman? Why did you have to come back all this time? Also, the spiritual realm is so dangerous. Is Allura staying in Frostguard Fortress alone? Will there be any accidents while she's researching on her own without anyone to watch over her?"

After hearing Ashe's question, Faan, sitting on the bed, touched the hair of Ashe who was kneeling in front of him and cleaning.

Then he recounted the past of Willump, or the Yeti tribe, in detail. After learning about Willump's past and someone's inhumanity, Ashe's eyes became more complicated.

His kind nature made him want to harshly condemn Lissandra, but when he thought about the various resources Lissandra had invested in uniting the Horde, he felt obliged to take a bite out of her. Ashe could only glance at Lissandra, who lay resting on the bed, and sigh.

Then, while licking her, he said, "The United Horde has been able to develop so rapidly thanks to the material support of Frostguard Fortress. Furthermore, the Freljord has been able to maintain its delicate balance to this day thanks to Lissandra... She is my sister, and I will shoulder this responsibility with her."

Lissandra, who was originally lying on the bed with her eyes closed, twitched her eyelids after hearing Ashe's words. However, she did not express any opinion and just lay quietly in bed without saying a word.

"What are you pretending to be!"

Sejuani, who was the last to join the battlefield, noticed Lissandra's reaction and pinched Lissandra's throwing piece in dissatisfaction, but was then slapped away by Lissandra who reacted.

But Sezhuangni didn't care. She withdrew her hand and climbed up from the bed. She leaned on the cushion beside her and sat on the bed like a tomboy with one leg propped up by her arm and the other leg across the bed. She lowered her head to wipe and said nonchalantly:

"We share senses now. Even if I can't hear the details, I can still roughly feel what's going on in your heart. What's wrong with just saying it directly? After all, we are family now. And if you really want to count, you are the most likely to be the first to become a mother."

Hearing this, Lissandra fell into a brief silence, then shook her head and said, "That's far away... Unless the threat of the Void is eliminated, I won't consider it."

Ashe on the side didn't have much idea about this.

Her primary motivation for becoming the Horde's Supreme Warmother was to establish a peaceful Freljord, freeing the people of this icy land from the cold and hunger. Rather than having her children become Supreme Warmother, Warmaster, or Warlord of the Freljord, Ashe preferred to have them grow up healthy, whole, and happy, just as she wanted them.

As for the possibility that not having children might lead to unrest in the United Tribes...

Then you can relax.

In the feudal society of the ordinary world, one of the main reasons why women could not ascend to the throne in politics like men was because of childbirth.

After all, the reason nobles and generals were willing to follow their elder brother into business was so their offspring could enjoy the same prosperity and wealth as the elder brother's descendants. Women, however, were inherently disadvantaged in this regard. In the feudal era, when medical technology was rudimentary, giving birth was like walking through the gates of hell. Who knew that one day, the elder sister would suddenly go bankrupt...

A difficult birth carries a high probability of death. A pregnancy lasting ten months meant being unable to handle state affairs, and there was no guarantee of political stability. Not to mention the increased mental sensitivity caused by pregnancy hormones. These numerous physiological duties made it incredibly difficult for women in the feudal era to hold power. Even the so-called Empress Wu Zetian ascended the throne only after giving birth and reaching menopause.

But in Runeterra, where extraordinary power exists, this is absolutely not a problem. Forget about having children; Lissandra herself has lived for thousands of years. Under her stewardship, the Freljord has enjoyed remarkable political peace over the past millennia, without a single voice of opposition or contention.

On this basis, Ashe is not keen on the continuation of power, but just wants to change Freljord as much as she can.

As for the other question...

"Allura is safe."

Faan said with a relaxed expression, "Although Alora is the only one in the entire Frostguard Fortress who has understood and observed the spiritual realm, her understanding of the spiritual realm is so profound that even in Ionia, where Alora is particularly active, she deserves to be called a 'Master'."

There are indeed many unknown evils in the spiritual realm, but this is the Freljord, a place so barbaric that even the spiritual realm demons that feed on extreme emotions dare not easily set foot in it.

To the demons, humans are walking cans of food. The body is the can, the soul is the food. And those who grew up in this barbaric land are few in number, but breathing in their extreme emotions, the sheer savagery that sings of them is like being punched in the face. Whose canned food hits people while they're eating it?

Not to mention the various beast spirits and demigods...it's not certain who will eat whom in the end.

Although some lost spirits are very dangerous, with Allura's power, even lost demigods can be dealt with and comforted, and taming ordinary evil spirits one by one is not a problem.

"That's good."

Ashe nodded, then lowered her head and pecked Xiao Enzi to indicate that the cleaning was complete. Then she stood up and put on her clothes while saying:

"Once we've dealt with things here, we'll have to put the mission to Demacia on the agenda."

"What's wrong? Did something happen? Why are you so anxious?"

When he heard that it was something related to Demacia, Fane's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

In response, Ashe said, "It's primarily about trade. The construction and development of the United Horde requires a vast amount of supplies. Demacia not only controls the only trade routes, but can also export large quantities of food, which is always in short supply in the Freljord. Since this is crucial to the development of the United Horde, it would be best if you go there in person to sign the trade-related documents."

"it is good."

Faan nodded: "In that case, let's hurry up and resolve the matter regarding Anivia."

198

Chapter 198: Revisiting Ornn.

After confirming the next itinerary, Fan did not delay, but immediately began to prepare for the relevant matters of Kailurel.

The next day.

"Your flail."

As they prepared to depart, Faan handed the flail to Sejuani. Seeing her new weapon, Sejuani's face lit up with excitement. However, after actually seeing the weapon in action, doubt quickly returned.

Waving the bare flail in her hand—or rather, a section of it with a chain attached to a stone handle—Sejuani said with a look of doubt, "Are you sure this is Ornn's work? Is it real? It's too crude."

"That's what Ornn is like."

Fain shrugged nonchalantly.

As a person who loves appearance, although Faan also pursues strength, he has very high requirements for appearance - this is also the difference between Monster Hunter World and Monster Hunter games.

There's no such thing as builds in Monster Hunter World; the best equipment is a complete set. Only in this way can you maximize the equipment's integrity, integrate its ecological elements, and activate the full set's effects. For example, a Thunder Wolf upper body, a Greater Ferocious Jackal lower body, and a Belt Jaw Dragon are useless compared to ordinary Guardian gear, except for a little durability.

And it's ugly.

In comparison, the in-game outfits, driven by the quest for maximum stats, are truly disgusting. A large floral jacket paired with two cotton pants, with cashmere inside and cloth outside. Even the gamers knew the mix and match was unsightly, so they introduced transmogrification. Otherwise, what's Monster Hunter? It's just a bunch of barbaric scavengers.

As for Sejuani's weapon... although it had been somewhat crude before, it wasn't exquisite, to be fair, but it did possess a wildness and roughness unique to the Freljord. It wasn't the hardened steel of cast iron and rivets, but a more primitive savagery and brutality.

but now……