lol: Bind Syndra at the start

The nature of the Yufeng Sword Sect determines that it will become the main target of Noxus.

As a result, the surrounding villages became more sensitive to the war.

When they learned that the war was showing signs of rekindling, everyone's heart changed.

The seemingly peaceful picture seems to hide a longbow with a taut string.

Riven followed Ryan obediently, her already frail body curled up in her loose clothes. She didn't dare raise her head, and could only glance at the surroundings and the 'master' in front of her.

After observing for a while, she was surprised to find that the local in front of her seemed to have a similar expression on his face when he looked around.

It is a kind of curiosity about new things, as if these things have never been seen in life before.

"You... haven't we been here before?" Riven asked confusedly.

For a servant with amnesia, these questions are appropriate.

The smart Riven would carefully consider every word in her mind before choosing the ones to say.

After dozens of hours of contact, she found that Ryan was not the Noxian slave owner she had imagined.

As an orphan who spent his childhood on a farm.

She joined the Noxian military camp at a young age.

Life there is simple and boring, and almost isolated from the world.

This made her lack of understanding of 'people'.

Her world was almost entirely occupied by war, soldiers, and nobles.

The only channels to reach ordinary people are war and invasion.

However, this way of meeting undoubtedly cannot allow her to get a glimpse into the real life of ordinary people.

Therefore, after observing Ryan for a long time, she found that Ryan was not only a little "stupid", but also often revealed a temperament that was unfamiliar to her in his every move.

After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered that this unfamiliar temperament seemed to be called "peace".

There are very few such people in Noxus.

"No, I haven't been out for two years." Ryan answered truthfully, "The atmosphere here is much more serious than I thought."

As Riven read him, he was also deepening his understanding of Riven.

Unlike the Noxian warriors he had in mind, at least so far, Riven had shown herself to be more like a person with mild social phobia.

It has no fangs or claws, but instead looks like a cowering rabbit.

Perhaps, in her essence, she was not suited to be a Noxian.

Riven may not have had a choice when she was young, but now she has grown up and has the right and opportunity to make her own choices...

"..." Riven buried her head even lower.

She is a Noxian.

So she understood better why the atmosphere here had become serious.

Ryan ignored Riven who lowered her head behind him and continued walking forward.

Walking and thinking.

Picking up Riven is a successful start.

But this is far from enough to change the tragedy in the plot.

In the original novel, the cause of Elder Suma's death was initially blamed on Yasuo, until Riven's "father-in-law" took the broken weapon to the temple hoping to repair it.

But because of my appearance, the plot changed...

Chapter 28 Farmland and Cattle

Ryan's eyes fell on the straw.

But his thoughts went back to the stories he had read.

In the original novel, Riven's father handed in the fragments at the same time.

A bone washer found a fragment on Elder Suma's body, which matched the broken weapon fragments perfectly. The judge in the court then listed Riven as a suspect.

As the institution responsible for conducting trials, it was not difficult for them to investigate the identity of Raven, the 'newcomer'.

Every farmer working in the rice fields and every woman weaving rice straw at the village entrance are their spies.

And now Riven was picked up by himself, and the weapon fragments fell here.

Therefore, they could not be obtained by the temple priests. Even if the bone washer found a fragment according to historical inertia, the Ionians would not be able to make any substantial progress.

According to the way the clever inquisitors in the original book handled the case, Yasuo would still be listed as the first suspect.

If he wanted to avoid tragedy and settle this matter privately, he would need to find the bone washer before Yasuo accidentally committed a crime...

Thinking of this, Ryan looked towards the distance, where people were farming in the sea of ​​red rice fields.

A skinny yellow ox was moving forward listlessly, and behind it was an old man trying hard to maintain the balance of the plow.

It seemed that Ryan's gaze disturbed the yellow cow, and the thin cow suddenly sank into the mud below with one of its hooves.

"mu~!"

The ox began to panic and instinctively pawed with its hooves, but this only caused its hooves to sink deeper, and the plow frame fixed to the ox's back lost its balance.

Veins bulged on the old man's skinny arms as he tried his best to maintain his balance, but how could an octogenarian possibly pull a cow?

Almost instantly, the old man also lost his balance.

But at this moment, the muddy ground below suddenly became solid again. The ox swayed and stood firm again, and the plow frame and the old man behind it did not fall down.

"mu～"

The yellow cow called out again, and this time there was a calmness in his voice that belonged to an old cow.

The huge bull eyes blinked and looked at Ryan not far away with a hint of doubt.

Everything in Ionia is spiritual. Even the most ordinary ox has its own thoughts. It knows that it was this person who helped it just now.

But its doubts also come from this: why would this existence that makes it feel afraid help itself?

After the panic, the old man reacted even slower than the cow. He lay on the plow frame for a long time, his skinny body like ivy clinging to the wall.

It was more than a minute later that he followed Huang Niu's gaze and saw Ryan and Riven behind him.

The old man pursed his lips and looked again at the feet of the ox. A piece of rock slab had appeared on the muddy field at some point.

From the texture of the rock slabs, it can be seen that they were formed by the forced condensation of mud under our feet.

"Are you a magician?"

The old man took the initiative to speak, but before Ryan could answer, he suddenly noticed Ryan's clothes.

"...Are you a painter?"

The name of Gouya Temple is well-known, at least in Ionia.

The reason why Hui specially gave Ryan several sets of Gouya Temple clothing was that she wanted Ryan to take advantage of this identity and have less trouble during his travels.

"I did come from Gouya Temple."

Ryan responded with a smile.

Riven lowered her head behind him, quietly looking at the old man and the scalper.

When she heard the word 'Gouya Temple', she blinked.

The Noxians did some research before invading Ionia and had some knowledge of those famous temples and sects.

Although Gouya Temple is not a key focus, the Noxians have also investigated it.

However, because the Temple of the Gods is located in Ionia, Noxus does not know much about this holy place of art.

But they knew that these were a group of 'good people' and they would most likely not cause them any trouble.

So...he is actually a painter?

Riven glanced at Ryan's right hand.

At the moment when the old woman was about to fall, she saw Ryan's fingers moving, and a gloomy magic that made her hair stand on end flashed in Ryan's hand.

Then a stone slab inexplicably appeared under the yellow cow.

Noxians do not understand magic, but Noxians are not blind.

A fool... can also control magic?

A hint of doubt appeared on Riven's face again.

According to the Noxian understanding of magic, only those with strong mental power can control magic.

And a strong mental power necessarily means a normal brain.

so......

It turns out that I am the 'fool' among the two?

Riven's fingers unconsciously clenched around the cyst.

Although she lost a lot of memories, it doesn't mean that she really became a fool.

A painter who deceives himself like this must have some hidden secret.

So what does he want to do?

First gain your trust, and then lead yourself to a deserted place?

Then again?

Kill yourself?

Raven's eyes kept changing.

It is impossible for people to imagine plots beyond their own cognition.

And her recent experiences have undoubtedly exceeded her own understanding.

This unknown made her tense, like a white rabbit trapped in the fog.

But when her fingertips touched the broken fragments inside the cyst, she subconsciously felt a little relieved.

At least, he still had weapons.

Every Noxian knows deep down that weapons are equal to life.

But in the next moment, she pushed out that sense of peace with disgust, and let fear and anxiety occupy her heart again.

She was tired of Noxus;

This weariness is not just towards this country, but also towards everything related to this country.

if......

If Ryan wanted to plot against her, then so be it.

Raven closed her eyes secretly and let her trembling hands slowly calm down.

Memories of killings flooded into my mind at this moment.

Every drop of blood deepened her disgust with herself.

The artist was Ionian.

If he really wants to kill himself, then let him kill himself.

Perhaps only in this way can I feel less anxious.

Only in this way can the blood stains deep in one's soul that cannot be washed away be completely cleared.

“He’s a painter indeed!”

The old man didn't notice Riven's change. The moment he heard the name 'Gouya Temple', his eyes lit up. "I heard you captured a demon recently?"

Although Ionia is divided, there is still a lot of communication between the various regions.

Thanks to the tavern guys and the like, the news spreads everywhere they go.

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