Monster Hunter from League of Legends

"Ha! I knew you'd be here!"

A familiar and relaxing voice came from outside the door, which made Lux feel refreshed and look up quickly.

Mr. Fine walked in from the door with a huge smile on his face.

"Long time no see, little Lux~"

22

Chapter 22 Shauna and Lux.

"Mr. Fine!!"

Upon seeing Faan, Lux was startled for a moment, then her once haggard face visibly brightened. She stood up and walked towards Faan, hugging him. After they separated, she looked at Faan curiously and asked, "Why are you here, Mr. Faan?"

Lux wanted to ask if it was because of her, but before she could even say it, she denied it. After all, although she knew Mr. Faan, as the Supreme Warmaster of the Freljord, the nightmares she was facing were nothing to her.

After hearing Lux's words, Faan smiled and ruffled Lux's long golden hair, saying, "Of course, it's for little Lux. I was originally going to Xiongdu, but when I passed by here, I sensed your sorrow from afar. This town was shrouded in a sad twilight, so I came here."

Fosbyro was a well-known cursed town in the area, and after learning about its legend, Fane set off without delay. Shortly after entering the town, Fane sensed a familiar presence—Garen, Lux, and the servants and vanguard attendants who had accompanied Galen on his journey to the Freljord to establish diplomatic relations.

Before going to find Garen and Lux ​​first, as the Supreme War Marshal, Fane naturally went to find Garen first, confirm his arrival, and handle related matters such as the ambassador's return visit.

But just like the arm can't twist the thigh, Faan's big head can't twist the small head, so Faan came here after smelling Lux's scent -

Lux's pheromones were filled with exhaustion, hesitation, sadness, and a subtle fear. It was a classic case of the suspension bridge effect; Faan wouldn't miss any opportunity to increase his favorability with the pretty girl and the nice girl.

After hearing Faan's words, Lux's eyes flashed with surprise. She was about to say something, but then her noble upbringing made her quickly realize her own misstep. She coughed twice to calm herself down as much as possible. Even so, her expression remained extremely bright, but she spoke with a hint of seriousness amidst her cheerfulness:

"On behalf of Demacia and the Crownguard family, I express my highest respect for your assistance."

Upon hearing this, Faan didn't rush for results. Instead, he nodded calmly and said seriously, "Demacia and Freljord share a common border. During our most difficult times, many Demacians brought food to Freljord to sell, feeding many people on the glacier. Now that Demacia is threatened by demons, Freljord will certainly not ignore it."

After hearing what Faan said, there was a hint of joy in Lux's eyes. Even Lux herself didn't notice that she was inexplicably happy.

This joy and happiness wasn't just because Faan had said he was there for her, but also because Faan hadn't looked down on her because of her status as a young girl, but had sincerely responded to her gratitude. This gave Lux, who had grown up in an ivory tower, doted on by her parents and siblings, a completely different sense of recognition.

Standing behind Faan, quietly looking at this noble lady who looked very extraordinary, Xiaona did not feel jealous because of the close contact between Faan and Lux. Instead, she calmly and objectively analyzed Lux's current condition.

According to Fahn's teachings, whether human or beast, when feeling happy or angry, the body will radiate these emotions. This radiated emotion is called intuition in human perception, but the teacher named it "pheromone."

Shawna didn't know what pheromones were, but she knew what intuition was. A calm feeling, though vague and uncertain, but even if she closed her eyes, ignored Lux's current face, and even temporarily forgot all her memories of them, Shawna could still sense a faint 'happiness' in the air...

But Xiaona was not sure whether it was what she felt or the residual memory that made her know that Lux was smiling.

In contrast, during the battle with the teacher, he could detect his own dampness from the intense pain he was experiencing with just a sniff, and accurately determine his various states... It's a bit strange to say this, but is such an ability truly human? Or is it related to the teacher's identity? A Vastaya or something like that...

Xiaona wasn't sure, because her parents had told her many stories about the Vastaya. And in Xiaona's memory, there didn't seem to be any land-based Vastaya like Faan...

While Xiaona was still thinking, Lux noticed Xiaona behind Fain. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and Lux ​​pointed at Xiaona and said, "Who is this...?"

"She is my new student, the hunter apprentice, Shawna Wayne."

Upon hearing Lux's question, Faan didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he took a step back calmly and cheerfully. He placed his broad hand on Xiaona's perky butt, pushed it forward, and said, "She's from Demacia, a talented hunter. She's learning hunting from me, and the demon here is our first prey."

After hearing Faan's words, Lux finally nodded in understanding. As for Faan's hand... from Lux's perspective, Faan's hand simply rested behind Shauna's back. Perhaps because she was too relaxed and bright, and because Faan's arrival was the only good news she had seen recently, the bright Lux still viewed Faan with a gentle, noble, and righteous Asian filter, severely overestimating Faan's moral character and personal qualities.

In contrast, Xiaona remained expressionless as she felt the teacher's large hands massaging her from behind. Just as Master Ashe had said, as long as she didn't cross that line, it would be fine. Xiaona felt that proper cooperation, or rather, satisfying the teacher, would help her learn more valuable lessons and achieve revenge more quickly.

Although she thought so, Xiaona still secretly breathed a sigh of relief - the teacher only massaged and did not touch deeply, which made Xiaona relax a little.

But inexplicably, being treated like this in such a solemn occasion, the well-educated Xiaona still felt a slight resistance in her heart... and a more special, subtle sense of release that came with the resistance and opposition.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Lux."

Shawna bowed slightly with impeccable etiquette.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Shawna!"

Lux nodded happily. She felt that she and Xiaona had a lot in common.

23

Chapter 23 Multi-function Strategy Use Xiaona.

Lux seemed surprised after discovering Shauna.

Although she was interested in many things about Faan, Lux knew he had many wives. It was embarrassing to say the least, whether it was Ashe, Lissandra, Allura, or even Sejuani, Lux could intuitively sense the inner strength of each of them.

Commanding a Freljord three or four times the size of Demacia, Ashe is gentle, brave, powerful, and beautiful. She unites the nation under the banner of the Three Sisters. It's a bit embarrassing to say, but that's what Lux aspires to be.

Sejuani, while not as gentle as Ashe, was beautiful and heroic, seemingly brimming with endless energy. And Lissandra was even more impressive, possessing immense power and terrifying majesty. Even now, Lux couldn't forget the shock she felt the first time she saw the Ice Sisters, as she and the other tribesmen from Rakstak welcomed them.

Although Allura is not one of the three Ice Sisters, she has mastered extremely profound wisdom, and even Lissandra, who has survived for thousands of years, needs to learn from her and ask for advice.

In comparison, I...

This admiration always makes Lux feel an inexplicable pressure when facing Faan.

Because Lux had never felt the gap in status so much.

Under the king of Demacia is the supreme council of six, of which the Crownguard family holds three seats. There is no conflict between them and the royal family, and they trust each other immensely.

In this situation, Jarvan III's queen died, and Jarvan III had only one son, who almost watched Lux ​​grow up - Jarvan III did not just almost, but completely treated Lux ​​as his own daughter.

The only daughter of the Crownguard family, the goddaughter of Jarvan III, the Fearless Vanguard Sword Captain, the sister of Garen, the future patriarch of the Crownguard family, and the sister of Jarvan IV, the future king of Demacia - the combination of these many identities makes the naturally beautiful Lux the jewel in the crown of the entire Demacia.

Although Lux never took pride in her higher education and noble upbringing, she was well aware that many nobles in this country dreamed of becoming her partner, gaining both fame and beauty. Similarly, this made Lux, no matter how humble she was, never dare to look down on her peers.

But now... feeling the pressure from the three ice sisters, even though Lux had some feelings for Faan, she always felt that there was a voice in her heart telling her 'you are not good enough'.

And now, seeing Shauna, Lux inexplicably relaxed a little... Because Shauna is also a girl from Demacia, so maybe she can get to know Mr. Fane through Shauna?

Of course, Lux told herself that this was just out of curiosity, not some other fantasy...

Thinking of this, a hint of sadness suddenly flashed in Lux's eyes - since when did she have to tell herself not to have too many fantasies...

Although Lux didn't say it out loud, through the perception of pheromones, Fane could feel the intertwined joy, happiness, sorrow, sadness, self-blame, tension, uneasiness, uneasiness, and implicit liking.

The so-called liking is a light love. But the love of liking is broader, including brotherly love, parental love, sisterly love, family love, and love between men and women.

Although he didn't know what Lux was thinking, Faan wasn't anxious. He could sense the sudden relief Lux felt after discovering Shauna's presence. It was like encountering an unsolvable problem and then discovering a new solution. While he couldn't directly provide an answer, simply finding a solution was exciting enough.

The rest? I'll leave it to Shawna.

After a brief introduction, Faan patted Xiaona's butt to encourage her and to find a way to help the teacher conquer Lux.

Although Xiaona didn't have the ability to read minds, she didn't know what Fane wanted to express by patting her butt, but she could somewhat realize that the teacher wanted her to build a good relationship with Lux, so she forced herself to introduce herself.

While they were greeting each other, they heard the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance.

Although Fane came to Lux as soon as he arrived in Fosbyro, the Fearless Vanguard's sentinels had already sent the news of Fane's arrival to Garen when Fane entered Fosbyro.

Lux knew that Faan was a powerful figure, but since she had never been deeply involved in politics or military affairs, she couldn't directly realize just how powerful Faan was.

But Lux didn't know, Garen knew.

Upon hearing the news of Faan's arrival, Garen forced himself to stand up and put on his armor without hesitation. Before leaving, he washed his face to make himself as energetic as possible. Then he came to the Temple of Lightbringer where Lux was staying. It was called a temple, but after all, it was located in a border town, so it was just a two-story wooden building.

Hearing the heavy footsteps, Faan turned around and looked. He saw Garen, also coming quickly with several Fearless Vanguard warriors. Seeing that it was indeed Faan, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he stretched out his hand and said:

"Long time no see, Warmaster Faan, but why are you here?"

After shaking hands, Faan nodded, not using the same words he used with Lux to try to improve their favorability—a cat is like its owner, and vice versa. Yuumi liked to cuddle with sweet girls, and Faan liked that too—in short, stinky men were made of clay, no need to curry favor.

He took out Ashe's letter and handed it to Garen. Faan said calmly and steadily:

"Demacia was the first nation to visit and observe the ceremony when the Freljord Empire was founded, and to establish diplomatic relations with our country. On behalf of the Freljord Empire, I will pay a formal return visit to Demacia and confirm many matters related to future trade and cooperation between the two countries."

Hearing this, Garen, who originally had a hint of curiosity on his face, also became serious - he stood up straight, his face serious, and the Demacia boy stood at attention.

After taking the letter from Fane, Galen read it briefly and confirmed it, then respectfully resealed it and handed it back to Fane.

"I see. The Demacia delegation left in a hurry, and Fosbyro was hit by a sudden disaster. As a result, Demacia was unaware of the relevant state affairs and was unable to prepare and hold the appropriate welcoming ceremony. I will send someone to the Demacia capital to report to the king. I hope Mr. Warmaster will forgive me."

"You're welcome. I rushed here because I sensed the evil here."

24

Chapter 24: Potions and useless business opportunities.

After hearing the purpose of Faan's entry into Demacia and the reason why Faan appeared in Fosbyro, Garen's eyes flashed with excitement.

Galen was clearly delighted by Faan's appearance. However, as the sword captain of the fearless vanguard, Galen quickly concealed his excessive excitement and said cheerfully yet politely, "Your presence will surely help the people of Fosbyro escape the influence of the black magic as soon as possible!"

In response, Fane smiled and nodded.

Although Galen concealed it well, Fane could directly sense Galen's physical and mental fatigue through his pheromones. Humans can indeed control their expressions and actions. It could even be said that pheromones can control them, just like wild animals, who can use pheromone perception to decide whether to attack.

But Galen had obviously been troubled by this for quite some time. Both his body and mind had reached a critical point in the long torture. He was listless, and the secretion of pheromones began to become uncontrollable and more of an instinctive reaction.

However, Fane would not tell these things. Although Xiaona beside her could feel it more or less, she did not think that telling it out would make Fane happy.

Or perhaps, for Shauna, Demacia or Freljord, it didn't matter. Whoever could teach her the skills and abilities needed for revenge would be her mentor.

"You're tired."

"You need to rest, Galen," Faan said.

Hearing Faan's words, Galen was slightly startled, but then he said, "Fortunately, we can persevere. I want to know what happened to Fosbyro. At least please tell me the reason."

Hearing this, Fane nodded, then glanced at Lux and said, "Let's talk somewhere else."

"Let's go to the town center."

Galen said, "There's a map there, right in the center of town."

"it is good."

Faan nodded, and then everyone set off.

On the way, Fosbiero's abnormality also caught everyone's attention. Not only the others, but even Xiaona, who participated in this hunting activity for the first time, keenly noticed that something was wrong with this town.

Although Fosbyro was a small town, it was located near Mithril City and benefited from the support of the Crown Guard family. It also housed the tomb of Galen's great-grandfather, Fossian, and received a substantial annual fund for its restoration. Coupled with the frequent merchants passing through, the town's god, while not incredibly wealthy, provided the entire community with adequate food and clothing. However, it was a fairly affluent town, and the people were likely in good spirits.

Just like the town where Shawna lived, the town had far fewer natural resources and fewer tourists than Fosbury, but the people were still happy and harmonious, like a medieval utopia.

But now?

completely different.

It had been an hour since Lux woke up from her sleep, but the town still felt dull and dilapidated, as if it had not fully awakened from its nightmare.

There was no smoke coming out of the blacksmith shop, no fragrance wafting from the bakery, and several sullen-faced businessmen opened their doors impatiently, but their numb movements showed no sign of their enthusiasm for getting up in the morning.

You know, Demacians uphold the principles of hard work, self-discipline, and diligence. This principle applies not only to the capital, but also to the entire Demacia, which is filled with this positive and upbeat atmosphere. Under such circumstances, it is rare for a small town with relatively good resources to start the day's work so late.

"At first, I thought the people here were too lazy and not hardworking enough. Some even slept until noon, wasting the morning hours on farming. But after just two days here, that thought disappeared."

On the second floor of the town center, Garen rubbed his brow and said with a tired look on his face: "Ever since entering this town, I've been having nightmares. Not only at night, but even during lunch breaks, or even when I just take a nap, I will quickly fall into a deep nightmare. Forget about getting any rest. Every time I wake up from a nap, I'm covered in cold sweats, my hands and feet are stiff and cold..."

"I see it."

Faan nodded and said, "But I brought some good stuff with me, try it."

As he spoke, Fane took out a few bottles of energy potions and distributed them to the people around him.

But the fearless pioneers didn't all drink immediately. Instead, they looked at Garen. They didn't know Faan personally, but they knew he was a powerful figure, the Supreme Warmaster of the Freljord, like Grand Marshal Tiana. But this noble status wasn't the reason for their unconditional trust.

In response, Garen said, "The Warmaster of Faan possesses a noble character... Although it may seem strange to say this, please believe me, if the Warmaster of Faan truly has any dissatisfaction with us, even if we attack together, we will not be a match for the Warmaster of Faan with our bare hands."

Saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking the vitality potion, Garen smacked his lips. His first reaction was that it tasted really good—truly quite good. Limited by factors like productivity, Demacia, while self-sufficient in food, lacked many other products. This was especially true in terms of daily life. While meat was plentiful thanks to the presence of magical creatures, the supply of industrial products was extremely limited.

For example, sugar.

In the Middle Ages, it was common for two knights to engage in a life-and-death duel over a wild beehive they stumbled upon.

Although Demacia is much better, it has not reached the point where it can squander money without restraint.

Especially since the Crown Guard family advocates frugality and self-discipline, they have been growing up in the army as ordinary soldiers in hiding their identities since their youth. Even for Garen, sweetness is a rare enjoyment.

"It tastes really good. I almost forgot how long it has been since I last had honey."

Seeing Garen's face full of sighs and aftertaste, the few Fearless Pioneers beside him looked at each other and drank it all in one gulp, then also showed emotion. And the Fearless Pioneer who had initially questioned Faan even apologized directly:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fine, you brought us honey to help us, but I..."

Upon hearing this, Faan simply raised his hand and shook his head, signaling that further discussion was unnecessary. He also internally realized that Demacia was lacking in some unique industrial products... well, the Freljord was also lacking, and its primary agricultural products were even worse than Demacia's. So even if he discovered a business opportunity, it wouldn't be much use. However, he could handle it if he had the chance, as Ashley and Sandra would probably be very happy that people's lives were improving.

During the conversation, Garen, who was standing nearby, seemed to have sensed something and flexed his hands twice. Then, with a look of surprise on his face, he said, "This...this effect is too good to be true! I feel like all my fatigue has been swept away!"