Runeterra: I actually know a little bit about everything

Bloom: "So Zuo Chi is also a good person who wholeheartedly dedicates himself to them!"

It's fortunate that Zuo Chi didn't know what Brown was thinking, otherwise he probably would have patted him on the shoulder and praised him for his good taste!

"Shall we go now? Aren't we going to prepare anything?" Bloom asked in a low voice.

Zuo Chi asked, somewhat puzzled, "What do I need to prepare?"

“After all, this is Trundle’s territory,” Bronn said with some concern. “Trundle is extremely powerful. Even I can only manage a draw, not to mention there are many other trolls as well.”

As Bloom finished speaking, he noticed that Zuo Chi's gaze had become somewhat amused.

At the same time, he heard Zuo Chi's eerie voice: "He got away last time, this time we'll go straight to his door and kill him!"

Bloom: "."

By the time Zuochi and Bron dragged the carcasses of the beasts to the villages, the Avarosa tribe's reinforcements had already arrived.

After handing the body over to the people of the Avarosa tribe, Zuo Chi and Bron took several large bundles and quickly headed east.

Using Bron's shield as skis, he made his way towards the territory of the Frostguard tribe.

During the journey, Zuo Chi and Bu Long lay side by side on their shields, staring blankly at the dark clouds in the sky.

"Brown, what are your dreams?" Zuo Chi looked at Brown and asked softly.

Braum scratched his bald head and said very seriously, "I hope that one day Freljord can unite into one big family, and at that time, I can retire and return home to be an ordinary Poro herdsman."

[The host can choose to help Braum realize his dream! Once the conditions are met, the host can choose one of Braum's many abilities and traits!]

Seeing the prompt that appeared in front of him, Zuo Chi couldn't help but take a long breath.

Without a doubt, Braum's wish is very similar to Ashe's ultimate dream, and the difficulty of this is ridiculously high.

However, Zuo Chi did not refuse and accepted them all.

What if it actually happens in the future?

Following up on Braum's dream, Zuo Chi cut straight to the point: "Broon, what are your thoughts on the three major tribes and the three War Mothers of Freljord?"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing Zuo Chi's words, Brown hesitated for a moment.

After a moment's thought, he said softly, "The Winter's Claws believe in the survival of the fittest, which is not the philosophy I follow. As for the Frostguard, they always send troops to wage war against the Avarosan tribe and the Winter's Claws for no reason, so I don't like them very much either."

"Overall, the Avarosan tribe is the most inclusive and treats civilians very well. Moreover, Ashe, the Mother of War, once publicly stated that she wanted to completely unify Freljord into a single nation against external enemies, but I don't know if that's true or not."

Zuo Chi nodded with certainty: "Yes, I will help her too."

“If that’s really the case, I guess a lot of people would be happy to fight for you two,” Bronn added.

"And you, Bloom?"

"I?"

Bloom glanced apologetically at Zuo Chi: "My friend, if you need me, I will fight for you with all my might. However, I haven't decided to join any side yet."

With his hands behind his head and a look of relief on his face, Braum said, "For me, everyone in Freljord who needs help should receive my help. But if I join a faction, then I'm destined to give up helping some people."

Hearing what Bloom said, Zuo Chi nodded in understanding.

"It's alright, Bloom."

In the time that followed, Zuo Chi and Braum excitedly discussed their experiences in various parts of Runeterra, and gradually, the two of them were getting closer and closer to the territory of the Frost Guardians.

From afar, Zuo Chi and Bron could see the watchtowers that appeared at intervals.

Jumping off the shield, Bronn cautiously approached Zuo Chi: "Zuo Chi, let's sneak over, no shooting."

“Lissandra equipped these Frost Guardians with special artifacts that allow them to see very far.”

However, right after Bloom finished speaking, he saw Zuo Chi's mysterious smile.

Immediately afterwards, to Bloom's incredulous gaze, a yellowish-brown light emanated from Zuo Chi's hands.

"Boom! Click!"

Almost instantly, the ground in front of Zuo Chi and Brûlé cracked open, and countless huge rocks separated from each other under Zuo Chi's manipulation, revealing a secret passage that existed only in the rock layer in front of Zuo Chi and Brûlé.

"???"

Seeing this sudden scene, Bronn was completely shocked.

In a daze, Broon was pulled by the hand by Zuo Chi and followed Zuo Chi into the rocky passage that stretched for who knows how many miles.

After successfully passing through the Frost Guardian's border, Zuo Chi and Brûl emerged from underground and flew in the direction Brûl had pointed.

Finally, after half a day of flying, hills of varying heights began to appear in front of Zuochi and Bulong.

“My friend, we have arrived. Ahead lies the troll territory. The treasure vault is located in the very center of the troll territory.”

Standing in the air, Zuo Chi and Bu Long could see the tall figures running back and forth on the snow in the distance.

The troll race has a natural advantage in size and strength.

Descending from the sky, Zuo Chi and Braum gradually approached the troll territory.

As the two drew closer, a series of shrill screams began to ring in their ears.

Zuo Chi and Brûlé frowned simultaneously, then looked at each other.

They could all tell that the screams belonged to humans, including both children and women!

As far as the two knew, although the troll race would burn, kill, and plunder, they would generally not actually harm the human race, since the human race was protected by the three War Mothers.

But what's with the screams coming from my ears now?

Concealing their presence as much as possible, Zuo Chi and Bu Long quickly sped forward.

As the two approached the center of the troll territory, they witnessed what was happening ahead.

On the throne at the very top, Trundle leaned back expressionlessly, his right hand supporting his chin as if deep in thought.

Inside the main hall below him, several trolls were mockingly surrounding a group of women and children.

"If your village chief can't produce any food, then you delicate-skinned people are the food!"

Like felines toying with their prey, the trolls would occasionally shove the women in the middle, then watch them struggle and scream with wicked grins.

In the distance, Zuo Chi and Bu Long, who had witnessed all of this, had turned extremely gloomy.

"My friend?" Bronn's tone was unusually murderous.

Zuo Chi placed his hand on Brønsted's arm, his tone as still as a deep pool.

"Don't worry, they won't live past today!"

-

In the eastern part of Freljord, within the territory of the Winter's Claw tribe.

Sejuani, the War Mother, and Fryna, the Scarred Mother, sat in the tent, both with somewhat solemn expressions.

"War Mother, we still don't have enough supplies. Even if we save every penny, we won't survive the winter. How about we go and plunder some from the Avarosa tribe?"

"Let's not talk about raiding the Avarosa tribe anymore." Sejuani's tone was harsh, which made Fryna stop what she was about to say.

Sejuani said calmly, "I've been saved by Zuo Chi twice, and now he's Ashe's blood ally. Do you expect me to fight Zuo Chi?"

Hearing Sejuani's words, Fryna nodded emphatically.

Sejuani was saved by Zuo Chi twice, and she was no different, so naturally she felt embarrassed to actually attack Zuo Chi's Avarosa tribe again.

But what about Winter's Claw?

Has Udyr left?

Fryna nodded slightly: "Yes, he said he needs to find more powerful beast spirits."

Sejuani nodded slightly, then looked at Fryna: "Where's the person I asked you to find? Has he arrived?"

As they were talking, the tent flap was lifted, and Olaf appeared in front of Sejuani and Fryna.

"War Mother, Scar Mother, I've brought the people."

As Olaf finished speaking, he led an old shaman dressed in tattered clothes into the tent.

The moment the old shaman entered the tent, he sat down on the ground in a frenzy, muttering something incessantly.

Olaf added at the opportune moment: "It has been almost two months since we rescued him from the border of the Bearmen. During this time, he has not had a drop of water or eaten anything, but he still shows no signs of losing weight."

“Every time we ask him about it, he rambles on about the artifacts of the god of fire and forging, and we can’t get anything useful out of him.”

Sejuani and Fryna focused their gazes on the old shaman, their faces filled with confusion.

They didn't sense any unusual power emanating from him, so how did he manage to sustain himself for so long?

And even after all this time, he still has fat on his stomach!

After dismissing Olaf and Fryna, Sejuani rose and went to the old shaman's side, looking at him solemnly.

“Shaman, I am Sejuani, the Warmother of Winter's Claw. Please tell me about your experiences.”

Following Sejuani's voice, the old shaman looked at her. His gaze was cloudy, but his tone was incredibly firm.

"The artifact of the God of Flame and Forging has been stolen by the God of Thunder!"

"Hmm?" Sejuani frowned. "What artifact?"

"Big Brother!"