Noxus Glory

Chapter 50 War Stonemason Swordsman's Guardian

Squeak! Squeak!

On the rugged and difficult mountain path through the forest, the heavy fur boots left deep marks on the thick snow.

Huo Jixing, Eric, and the other two began their routine reconnaissance and patrol around the area surrounding the cave.

Looking at the desolate, green mountains and forests before him, Huo Jixing swayed his body, shaking off a snowflake.

The withered tree crowns were piled high with snow, casting a dark shadow under the dim moonlight, creating a rather eerie atmosphere.

As Huo Jixing passed a large, gloomy tree trunk, he slowed his pace, his nose twitched, and a fleeting crimson light flashed in his pupils.

He then extended his right hand and slowly placed it on the hilt of the sword at his waist, while raising his left hand to signal Eric and Korda behind him to pay attention to the southwest area.

In silence.

Eric and Corda understood the meaning behind Hoji Star.

One took off the greatsword he was carrying and went around to the side, while the other gripped the dark gray battle axe and approached Huo Jixing diagonally.

Clang!

A bright blue light flashed instantly, slightly stinging Korda's eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Huo Jixing fighting with a short figure before quickly moving away.

"Noxian Centurion, Hojira!"

Looking at the seemingly underage boy in front of him, Huo Jixing promptly withdrew his strength and used the back of his blade to repel the opponent.

Somewhat damaged, deep red composite armor, with the Noxian Empire's double-bladed axe emblem engraved on the left breast.

He held in his hand a runic weapon that resembled a broadsword.

These characteristics allowed Huo Jixing to confirm the Noxian soldier's identity.

However, judging from his red face and short, thin body, he was clearly very young.

Are there any fourteen or fifteen-year-olds?

Perhaps he was nervous to see Huo Jixing and the others, or perhaps he couldn't quite believe that he would encounter Noxians here. The boy remained silent, just staring at them.

"Korda?"

From the dark, snowy ground, a low, guttural sound could be heard again.

Korda, standing beside Huo Jixing, looked surprised, then glanced at the middle-aged man who was walking unsteadily out of the woods.

"Lord Oaks?!" Korda exclaimed, his dark eyes, which concealed a sharp edge, unable to hide his excitement.

He then suppressed his emotions, walked up to Huo Jixing, and began to introduce him in a low voice.

The middle-aged man in front of me, wearing a gray-white cloak and with blood-red bandages wrapped around his waist, was a war stonemason.

Before joining the team, Korda had worked with Oakes on scout missions.

"Huo Jixing!"

After listening to Korda's description, Hojixing walked over and extended his right hand to Oakes.

"I've heard of you," Oakes said with a smile, but his pale face and blood-stained body silently betrayed his weakness.

"This isn't the place to chat, let's leave first."

Huo Jixing looked at the boy in front of him, reached out and patted his head, then led Oaks back the way they came.

Crackling sounds!

Inside the secluded cave, a campfire burned, its dim light illuminating the mountain walls.

Oakes and the boy were sitting in front of the campfire, wolfing down their piping hot food.

Huo Jixing, Eric, and the others, who had returned, also gathered around the campfire to warm themselves.

The other Noxian scouts, however, all wore solemn expressions, gripping their sharp blades tightly.

"The Blood Pact of Winter's Claw, the Raven Clan!"

Huo Jixing chewed on his words, lost in thought.

In a recent conversation, the war stonemason Oakes slowly recounted the ambush he had encountered.

His tone was seemingly calm, but Huo Jixing saw a cold glint in Oaks' eyes—a hatred and murderous intent towards the Tooth Raven Clan.

After finishing the hot soup in the stone bowl, Oaks casually wiped his mouth, stared into Huo Jixing's eyes, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Baron Barolorik".

"The leader of the Toothed Raven Clan, I've heard many clan warriors call him that."

"To have one's own title in Freljord, one must be extremely powerful. Be careful." After a pause, Oakes continued.

"I suspect he's of Ice Age!"

He looked at the sword boy Heini beside him, picked up the runic weapon that resembled a broadsword and shone with a deep blue light, and handed it to Huo Jixing.

"His former master, who was also the target of Heni's protection, faced the pursuit team of the Raven Clan alone to cover us."

"Fortunately, I am quite capable, and I managed to escape the pursuit with Henney."

"However, the Raven Clan is too familiar with this frozen wasteland and continues to hunt down Noxian scouts who have ventured deep into Freljord."

Swordslinger, a unique profession in the Noxian Empire.

He is either a rune warrior or a servant of a rune elite.

They were ordered to be loyal to each other, take care of each other's lives, and protect the runic weapons.

In the Noxian Empire, most weapons, though meticulously forged, are like scrap metal, crude and unremarkable, compared to weapons infused with runic magic.

Therefore, sometimes, the Sword Child was also responsible for bringing back runic weapons for the Imperial Legion.

such as now

"So what should we do now?" Huo Jixing took the runic weapon from Oakes, his gaze sweeping over the blue runes engraved on the blade, which stung his eyes.

Similar to the tiny runes in Gregory's house, it is confirmed to be a complete runic weapon.

"I will obey your will!"

Oakes scanned all the Noxian scouts in the cave, finally fixing his gaze on Hoji Star, and said respectfully.

"You think I can defeat Raven Baroric?"

Huo Jixing reached out and ran his hand over the blade of the runic weapon, carefully feeling the sharpness emanating from the blade.

At the same time, my eyelids twitched, and a sense of hunger emanated from the hidden data panel.

"This mission is very difficult; even General Darius is not sure if we can complete it successfully."

Instead of answering directly, Oakes began to explain the origins of the mission.

"In order to ensure that he could disrupt the rear of the Winter's Claw tribe, he broke up the forces that should have been integrated and divided them into ten teams."

"It's not just because we're so unfamiliar with this frozen wasteland, but also because we're wary of the Freljord people."

"They have lived here for thousands of years."

"Haha!" Huo Jixing put down the runic weapon and chuckled softly, inwardly agreeing with Darius's actions.

"And we, in order to achieve final victory in this war, have no choice but to take a desperate gamble and step into the hell of death!"

After finishing speaking for Oakes, Huo Jixing got up and walked to the sword boy Heini, handing him the runic weapon.

"Protect your weapons, don't leave them in this snowy field."

He then looked at Oaks, reached his hand into the campfire, and plucked a swaying, vibrant flame flower.

"I can't guarantee I can kill Raven Baroric, I can only say I'll do my best."

From the moment I stepped into Freljord, everything became beyond my control; there was no way to avoid it or escape it.

Most importantly, it was his own choice.

From Oakes's account, we can only vaguely know Barolorik's strength, and he cannot make any boastful claims.

If Huo Jixing meets the other party and senses that the other party's power exceeds his own limits, then he will have to disappoint Oakes' expectations.

"No, we don't need to fight the Raven Clan." Oakes looked at the flower of flames in front of him and shook his head slightly.

"Don't forget, I am the War Stonemason!"

Huo Jixing looked at Oakes, who had concealed his hatred and killing intent, and a flash of inspiration struck him, instantly understanding Oakes' thoughts.

Do not!

That's not all!

This might be Darius's true purpose!

Crossing the defensive line, the surviving Noxian scouts penetrated deep into the rear of the Winter's Claw tribe.

Then, with the help of the war stonemason, the remaining people united.

puff!

Huo Jixing extinguished the flames in his palm and stared intently at Oakes.

Yes, that is precisely the role of war stonemasons.

In the Noxian Empire, war stonemasons often served as resourceful scouts, engineers, and warriors.

Before each war begins, the War Stonemason would venture alone into enemy territory to scout possible invasion routes.

"Then have a pleasant journey ahead!"

Huo Jixing patted Oakes on the shoulder with a smile, but unintentionally touched the other's wound, causing Oakes' pale face to instantly turn into a mask of pain.

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(End of this chapter)