Monster Hunter from League of Legends

"Sir, Madam, do you have anything to say?"

Facing the questioning, Frey lowered her head and sighed, her eyes dark. It was obvious that she was deeply hurt by Shawna's accusations and hatred...

In contrast, Fane showed no sign of nervousness from beginning to end. He reached into his arms, and with the soldiers around him wary, he glanced playfully at Xiaona, who was in the midst of a wild hunting frenzy, and then pulled out a letter.

After seeing the emblem on the letter, the sergeant, who had been on guard, suddenly looked surprised. Then he relaxed and said softly, "Excuse me, may I open it and take a look?"

"No problem, it's not a secret. Soon everyone in Demacia will know about it. See."

Hearing this, the sergeant nodded, opened the envelope, nodded after a moment, respectfully resealed the envelope, and handed it to Fan with both hands under Xiaona's incredulous gaze.

"On behalf of Demacia, I welcome you."

As for Faan, he also graciously showed Xiaona the envelope in his hand. On the top of the envelope, a golden emblem was printed. Every Demacian would be familiar with that emblem. It was the model for all Demacian soldiers, the embodiment of the noble spirit, a symbol of sacrifice and glory, the emblem of the Crown Guard family, the 'Crown Guard.'

And the contents of the letter...

"As the Supreme Warmaster of the Freljord United Hordes, I will negotiate trade with Demacia in the border areas. As for this Freljord man who infiltrated Demacia..."

While Fane was still thinking about how to deal with Frey, Xiaona beside him could not help but:

"No matter who you are! You are a wizard! You are a dark magician!!"

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Chapter 9, above.

Seeing the anger in Xiaona's eyes, the sergeant beside him opened his mouth, but seemed to be hesitant to speak.

But Xiaona didn't care. Instead, she pointed at Faan and Frey and said, "They have violated the laws of Demacia! They should be arrested and hanged!"

"This……"

Hearing this, the sergeant said helplessly: "Xiao Na, you are a little too extreme."

Upon hearing this, Xiaona's anger faltered slightly, and then a hint of disbelief appeared in her eyes: "It was these dark magicians who killed my parents! The outside world is in chaos because of these abominable spells! Why can they use dark magic to torture and kill my parents, but I'm so extreme as to hang them?!"

Xiaona spoke angrily, and at the end of her words, a hint of grievance could not help but appear in her voice.

"Why can they kill my parents just for fun?!"

Xiaona lowered her head and shouted, "And doesn't the law say so? The law of Demacia says so! Whether noble, commoner, or from another country, as long as you are within Demacia and are infected with demons, you will be detained, punished, and executed! Are you going to turn a blind eye just because of a piece of paper from the Crown Guard family?"

'if not? '

A hint of helplessness flashed in the sergeant's eyes.

"Your words are far more sinful than the sin committed by the demon."

Faen, standing by, couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Some things weigh less than four ounces, but once weighed, they weigh a thousand pounds."

Although the captain of the sergeant in the small place didn't know what Faan was talking about, he was an official of Demacia after all. After hearing Faan's words, he roughly guessed something, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Thinking of this, Faan also looked at the sergeant beside him and said, "Call the demon hunter over."

"Sir...this?"

Hearing this, the sergeant's face showed some confusion.

"Go quickly, so as to explain some things."

Hearing this, the sergeant nodded, then turned back and gave a few words to the soldier beside him. The soldier then turned and left, returning a moment later with a man in a blue and white robe, wearing a mask that covered his right eye and a quarter of his face.

The Manhunters, Demacia's unique unit. While they're considered a unique unit, they're a bunch of useless idiots, poorly regarded by the Demacian populace. After Jarvan III's assassination, the Manhunters' status was significantly elevated, their power becoming so powerful that even Jarvan IV would struggle to counter them. Just like the first FBI Director, Hoover, even the President couldn't stop him.

But for now, they are just a bunch of useless people. However, considering that this is not the capital of Demacia, the local demon hunters are not as crazy as they were later, capturing and killing anyone they see.

At least this time, the demon hunters were respected by the locals, and the soldiers spontaneously made way for them to pass through. Arriving at the center, after briefly discussing the situation with the sergeant, the demon hunter's face showed a grimace. After a moment's thought, the demon hunter turned to Faen and said,

"You are the Supreme Warmaster of the United Hordes of the Freljord. You have come to forge a friendship between our two nations. I believe that Demacia's demonic laws are designed to better protect the people of Demacia, so an inspection is unnecessary. Moreover, you have been recognized by the Crownguard family, and we trust their vision."

Xiaona's face was full of disbelief.

That's right, a young lady from a wealthy family, even if she is prepared to face the evil demon, the complexity of such human relationships is no easier to deal with than dealing with the demon.

After all, how many people had the demons harmed? Not even a fraction of what humans had killed each other during the Rune Wars—the very reason most demons were created, after all.

After taking a look at the disbelief on Xiaona's face, Faan also laughed, then stretched out his hand and said, "It's okay, just check it directly."

After hearing what Faan said, the demon hunter looked embarrassed, but facing Faan's gaze, he took a deep breath, reached out his hand and placed a jade seal close to Faan.

But what was puzzling was that the Demon Hunter Seals, which would flash continuously once touched by a demon-infected person, did not react at all when they fell into Fane's hands.

Just as everyone was wondering if the seal was broken, Faan took the initiative to transform, transforming one of his arms into a dragon-man. Blazing molten fire gushed out from the gaps between his dense dragon scales, and his broad palm became even thicker and sharper, giving the impression that it could easily shred steel.

But even so, the Demon Hunter's Seal still didn't react at all.

"I'm sorry, sir, there may be something wrong with my seal."

The demon hunter seemed a little nervous and embarrassed, but there was more confusion in his eyes - the production of the seal was the function of the magic-suppressing stone itself, and there had never been any problems with this thing in history.

Could it be that the Forbidden Magic Stone also sensed that the person before it was a distinguished guest from Demacia and therefore malfunctioned?

Just as the demon hunter was about to take back the seal, Fane shook his head and threw the seal to Frey who was standing beside him.

Almost at the moment it touched Frey, the seal began to flash continuously and emit a slight buzzing sound.

"This……"

The Demon Seeker became increasingly puzzled.

Seeing this, Faan said, "My transformation isn't due to magic. It's a physical and physiological difference. Well, you can think of me as a Vastaya with special racial talents."

Upon hearing this, the demon hunter and the sergeant's faces lit up with sudden realization: "So that's it, it's the Vastaya, so that's it, so that's it..."

Vastaya are widespread across Runeterra and, in most cases, are treated with kindness by humans in various regions—including Demacia.

The main reason is that the origin of the Vastaya people is the same as that of humans. Although not everyone knows that the original Vastaya Xiarui were humans who had deep contact with the spiritual realm, thousands of years of coexistence have also made people accept these people who are only different from themselves in appearance - especially because they often have some unique skills.

In the short story "Bearing the Burden," by Sislea, the future Lady Cloud of Demacia, there's even a story about a fearless pioneer from the Vastaya Tauren tribe. Faan had seen a Tauren on the border of Noxus. It's no exaggeration to say that a Tauren, clad in triple-heavy armor, ran across the battlefield like a human tank.

While the soldiers and demon hunters beside them were completely relaxed, Xiaona was completely stunned.

Isn't he... not a black magician? How did he become a Vastaya?

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Chapter 10 sent away.

After realizing that Fane was a Vastaya, the last bit of vigilance on the faces of the sergeant and the demon hunter beside him turned into sudden enlightenment.

"I see. If they are Vastaya, that makes sense."

The sergeant beside him said, "I remember a scholar saying that Vastaya were also human in ancient times."

"It is indeed human."

After hearing the captain's words, Faan said with a smile, "The ancestors of the Vastaya were called Vastaya Xiarui. They first appeared in Ionia. In order to resist some evil threats, they were forced to acquire some animal characteristics."

As he spoke, Faan leisurely introduced the origins of the Vastaya, though he didn't go into too much detail, simply skimming the surface with a simple scientific explanation. After hearing Faan's explanation, the sergeant and the demon hunter beside him also seemed to have suddenly understood, and they performed a scene of great joy in front of Xiaona.

"Then this..."

The sergeant beside him pointed at Frey.

"Leave it to me."

Faan said calmly, "She defected from the Freljord and sneaked into Demacia under an assumed name. Now that I've found her, we'll deal with her appropriately."

"Thank you so much for helping us find a sneaking... dark magician."

Originally, he wanted to say that it was the Freljord people who infiltrated, but considering that Faan was originally a Freljord person, the sergeant next to him cleverly changed his words.

After a moment, the sergeant was silent for a moment before looking at Xiaona beside him. He then shouted, "Xiaona, come here quickly. Don't neglect the distinguished guest from afar..."

The Sergeant had clearly noticed something was amiss with Shauna. Considering that what had happened to Shauna's family was well-known to everyone in the surrounding towns, the Sergeant planned to take Shauna away for counseling—also to prevent her from acting irrationally towards Faan and potentially causing rifts between Demacia and its neighbors.

Staring blankly at the Sergeant-in-Chief, Shawna glanced at Faan, then at Frey, whose fate had been handed over to Faan. After a moment's silence, Shawna's dark eyes suddenly regained some of their brilliance, and she said calmly, "No, gentlemen. I mistook the Vastaya for a black magician. I believe I need a formal apology."

As she spoke, Xiaona bowed slightly to Faun with impeccable courtesy. Unfortunately, even with a faint smile on her face, Xiaona's eyes remained lifeless—well, in anime terms, they'd lost their luster.

Although Fane could sense that something was wrong with Xiaona's condition through his eyes and pheromones, to ordinary people, Xiaona was no different now, except that she seemed a little silent.

Seeing Xiaona seemed to have returned to normal, the sergeant beside her also showed hesitation. But at this moment, Xiaona also walked forward with a smile and said: "Sorry to bother you, but please don't worry, I was just scared by something I didn't understand, and now I have recovered."

As she spoke, Xiaona also sent the soldiers out the door.

Looking at Xiaona's back, Fain beside him shook his head with some regrets, and said to Frey beside him: "It can be seen that today is also an unforgettable day for Xiaona~"

Frey didn't respond. After a moment's silence, she looked at Faan with a look of doubt and said, "What is this united tribe that the Demacian is talking about?"

"Your memory isn't very good, obviously."

Fahn smiled and said:

"I told you, I'm the only blood ally of the Ice Sisters. Well, just as you thought, the Ice Sisters have returned, and the reincarnations of Avarosa and Serylda have reappeared on the glaciers. However, Ashe, the reincarnation of Avarosa, and Sejuani, the reincarnation of Serylda, do not belong to the same tribe. In order to prevent conflicts over power between tribes, and to prevent other tribes from seeking personal gain for their own tribes through the identity of the "Blood Alliance of the Three Sisters," they chose me~"

"Then you are really lucky."

Frey narrowed her eyes and said noncommittally.

"I knew you would think so."

Faan shrugged, "This proves nothing except that you've been away from the Freljord for too long and are lagging behind in the meta."

"...What do you want to do with me?"

"I hadn't planned to deal with him yet, but your adopted daughter called the Demacia soldiers."

Fahn shook his head and said:

"My goal is to find the demon's method. As for the rest... you should leave Demacia on your own. Don't even think about hiding here. I've memorized your scent, and there's nowhere for you to hide even if I try to find you."

"Where do you want me to go? Back into the trap?"

Frey asked coldly.

"random."

Faan spread his hands indifferently: "I already got what I wanted. I won't stop you from committing suicide now."

After a moment of silence, Frey said, "Let Xiaona go... I will go meet the Frost Witch myself."

"?"

Touching his chin, Fine looked at Frey with an expression of bewilderment. But feeling Frey's fearless gaze, Fine didn't bother to persuade her. He nodded and said, "OJBK."

"?"

"no problem."

"it is good."

Taking a deep breath, Frey stood up and limped toward the gate. As she left, Shauna, who had seen off the Demacian soldiers, walked back calmly. Seeing Shauna approaching, Frey instinctively reached out, wanting to explain, but Shauna ignored her and passed by as if she hadn't seen her.

After standing there stiffly for a moment, Frey's figure seemed to become more and more hunched, and then she set out on the journey back to Freljord to "die" with a weak step.

Faan was too lazy to explain anything to Frey - after all, Lissandra was indeed a bad person back then. Not to mention Faan, even Ashe had to worry about the "legacy" left by Lissandra every day.

Punishment was impossible, as Lissandra provided the majority of the United Horde's armor and equipment. While Lissandra would accept any infamy and punishment, even Ashe couldn't bring herself to use Lissandra's wealth to punish her for past misconduct in defending the Freljord.

Thinking in his heart, looking at Xiaona walking towards him, Fan said indifferently: "If there is nothing else, then I will leave... Okay?"

As he was speaking, Fan noticed that Shawna looked at him with a strange expression.

——＋——

I never expected my family to have New Year's Day off... I even set an alarm this morning. I went out for a walk with them again. I'll have one more update tonight, and five tomorrow.

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Chapter 11 The Ethics of Hunting.

To others, Xiaona seemed to have simply recovered and regained her spirits. Things like facial expressions can be deceiving, but the pheromones naturally produced by the human body cannot.

In Fane's perception, Xiaona's current mental state was not sudden, but when Xiaona sent those officers away, she had already begun to produce pheromones that were completely different from those in the previous battle.

During battle, Shawna's mind, body, and subconscious were all remarkably unified, achieving the ideal combat state. All of her physiological activity was geared toward the hunt. This unity was so intense that even Frey's transformation into a wolf, revealing her mastery of 'dark magic,' only briefly shocked Shawna for a few breaths before she returned to her hunting state.

It's just that there is a new goal.

If the previous state was hunting, then the current pheromones...