lol: Bind Syndra at the start

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Ryan silently picked up Riven and gave the two brothers enough space.

“They have such a good relationship.”

Riven's voice rang out from Ryan's arms.

Ryan lowered his head and immediately saw the other party's undisguised envy.

After leaving behind her sinful past, this Noxian woman slowly revealed her true self.

For someone who has no past, no hometown, and is alone in a strange place, witnessing other people's family and friendship is tantamount to a "punishment".

But fortunately, Ryan also understands this feeling.

Or perhaps no one in this world understands better than him the feeling of suddenly arriving in a strange world.

But he has passed the stage of meaningless sighs.

People cannot keep dwelling on the past that cannot be changed.

He reached out and gently brushed the white hair on Riven's head, then placed it on the ground and said comfortingly:

"We are the ones who keep their relationship alive."

For any normal person, helping others can make them happy.

Ryan is clearly a normal person, Riven may not have been before, but she is now on the path to normalcy.

So he could feel his words improving Riven's mood.

After all, only people who have experienced similar things can understand this.

Lifting the package containing the evidence upwards, Riven prepared to carry out her act of atonement.

The matter of indirectly killing Elder Suma cannot be resolved by just saying a word to Yasuo.

After all, Yasuo himself is also a suspect.

Riven had to explain things to Yongen, and then let this innocent man take her and Yasuo back.

Finally, after they were tried in the court, the matter came to an end.

She whispered to Ryan, "Should I turn myself in now?"

"Wait a minute." Ryan held her down. He found that after the first successful experience, Riven actually felt a kind of excitement about surrendering herself.

If she were allowed to continue like this, it would be hard to imagine what weird habits she would develop.

"Wait until they clear up the misunderstanding first." Ryan instructed again.

Yasuo has begun telling Yone about his experiences.

Without the influence of Azakana, Yongen did show the calmness that Yasuo mentioned.

He would find his own doubts from Yasuo's story, and then slowly wait for Yasuo to explain further.

It was not a difficult thing to explain. It was hard for Ryan to imagine what the original designer's mentality was when he designed the plot where Yasuo accidentally killed Yongen.

Perhaps, this is the most intuitive manifestation of plot killing.

It wasn't until Yongen's eyes glanced at his side that Ryan patted Riven and said, "It's time to surrender. Relax. We just saved their lives."

"Ok!"

Riven nodded heavily.

Ryan's word "we" undoubtedly increased her confidence and self-confidence.

Riven went with the backup.

The Noxians who have been tempered on the battlefield do have big hearts, and even when they surrender, they still have the momentum of going to the battlefield.

Ryan did not participate much in what happened next.

He likes the feeling of letting the story get on track, but is not keen on participating in the final happy ending.

For him, the completely illogical plots designed by Gouqin's designers had troubled him for a long time.

Now he can finally stop venting his anger on the Internet and use his actual actions to make the plot make sense.

This process and result are enough for him.

Now he has something more important to do.

While the rift closed on the other side, Ryan moved to a quiet spot.

The Morning Glory Village in the real world is not much better than the other world.

The tragic scenes everywhere made it difficult for him to maintain a relatively peaceful state of mind.

It was not until he crossed the square and came to the morning glory garden further back that he slowly regained his inner peace.

Here Ryan slowly sat down.

The tall morning glories obscured his figure, giving him a private space.

Ryan first carefully took out the painting that had been sealed for a long time.

Lately, because Riven was always following him, he had almost no chance to review this painting at night.

Mainly... I'm afraid of being considered a pervert.

After all, not many people can understand his painstaking efforts.

In this world where everyone is drunk but Ryan is sober, it is necessary to be appropriately vigilant.

After repeatedly viewing the painting and making sure that his mind had entered a state of emptiness and clarity.

Ryan tried to relax his soul.

The dark magic turned into wings at this moment.

Do good things without leaving your name.

But good guy Ryan has to care about Sindra's mental, psychological and physical state.

During this time, Syndra did not actively call him.

But after creating the world in the painting, overwriting the Azakana space, and devouring the Azakana to gain mental strength, Ryan suddenly had an idea...

Why don't you try to create a dream yourself and invite Syndra to join?

On your own home turf, you can see things more clearly, whether it's the psychological state or the physiological dimension...

Ok.

Ryan though was more concerned with the former.

But he did not dare to relax his attention on the latter.

After all, adults all know that long-term bed rest can easily cause muscle atrophy, so those muscles need to be exercised appropriately.

With the help of dark magic, Ryan constructed a warm dream.

There is warm sunshine in the dream;

There is a trickle of clear water;

He transformed into the protagonist of Super Mario.

It's not a problem with cognition that makes him think he is a mushroom.

But Ryan felt that this might make Syndra feel more familiar.

Just finished building the frame.

Ryan keenly sensed that a familiar soul power was entering this dream.

Just when he was about to have a good chat with Sindra in the identity of a mushroom...

A figure suddenly sat on the mushroom.

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Ryan's first reaction was shock.

The second reaction was shock.

I just want to play the role of Mushroom to increase my intimacy with Syndra.

But I never thought that this intimacy would be improved in this way...

In the end, it was still an oversight.

Ryan realized his problem. What kind of mushroom doesn't wear a helmet?

But then he realized another problem.

Syndra actually appeared in human form?

Was it because he had killed Azakana that her freedom had also increased?

But this degree of freedom seems to have increased a little too quickly.

He was bedridden not long ago, but now he can get up and bully people.

It turns out that the degree of disgust or respect that the First Born Earth has for Azakana has reached this point?

But by inference, this emphasis seems to have been clearly reflected in the teachings of the Order of the Balance.

As one of the oldest sects in Ionia, the Order of the Kinkou has been guarding here for thousands of years.

Their main enemy is the demon that escapes from the spiritual dimension.

Isn't this what we're talking about, Azakana?

It can be said that his unintentional act indirectly reflected a role similar to that of the Sect of Balance.

For the First Earth, how could it not strongly support the use of dark magic to attack Azakana?

The unexpected treatment made Ryan suddenly understand what it meant to "do good things without worrying about the future."

But, is this how you reward meritorious service...?

He tried to lift his umbrella to see what was going on above.

But an opposing force suddenly pushed him down again.

The force was neither light nor heavy, just slightly stronger than Ryan's.

While ensuring that he would not be hurt, it also made it impossible for him to raise his head, no, he could not even lift the umbrella to see what was happening above.

Ryan felt a little regretful at this moment.

If I had known earlier, I should have imagined myself as something harder, like bamboo, or even a stone.

Mushrooms are so soft and useless.

"I think we can change positions and communicate."

Ryan tries to use talk therapy to solve Sindra's psychological problems.

Who likes to sit on someone else's head?

He was answered with silence.

Ryan was used to this.

Syndra was severely autistic in her own dreams, let alone coming to her own dream?

But this does not affect Ryan's output of ideas.

Treat this autistic person.

He must forcefully express his ideas in order to break through the other person's shell and reach his heart.