The cold winter in the northern part of Demacia had always been a tough thing to endure. If the Freldrod people from the North were to attack the villages and fortresses from time to time, it would be even tougher to endure. But fortunately, the construction ability of Demacia could be said to be the best in this continent. Excellent masons and workers were always able to cast hard and huge stones into the sturdiest fortresses. In addition to the anti-magic stones in the fortresses and the soldiers wearing anti-magic stone armors, it was even more foolproof.
Although the borders of Demacia were guarded with various fortresses, there were still many villages that were raided by the Freldrod people every year. This made the people of Demacia take a lot of measures to protect their compatriots from the barbarians. It could even be said that the military expenditure against the Freldrod people was almost the same as the military expenditure against the Noxus people.
Although the damage caused by the Freldrod people wasn't really a fatal problem for the entire Demacia, after all, the barbaric and powerful Freldrod people couldn't really invade on a large scale. However, it was already a tradition for the people of Demacia to hate the Freldrod people and the Noxus people. It was hard to say which side the people of Demacia hated more. After all, the continuous fortresses of Demacia weren't built in a day. And it wasn't the first time the capital of Demacia had met the enemy.
But one thing was certain. The people of Demacia in the North hated the Freldrod people more, while the people of Demacia in the East hated the Noxus people more.
Of course, this was only a relative term.
Therefore, a soldier who guarded a small path that had to live in a fortress made of white stone for months on end and through the handle of the fortress that connected Freldrod and Demacia naturally disliked the Freldrod barbarians who lived in the Freldrod. He also disapproved of his general's method of using food to entice the Freldrod barbarians. After all, he felt that the barbarians didn't understand the meaning of love and friendliness at all. They would always gather into a smelly group, and then under the leadership of their vicious magic wielding matriarchs and priests, they would burn, kill, and plunder in Demacia and commit all kinds of crimes.
Thinking of this, Luther couldn't help but grip the scar-covered spear in his hand tightly. The scars on the spear were the achievements left behind in his battles. Some were against bandits, thieves, Freldrod people, wild beasts, and some were even scarier things. He also felt that it was because of the unity, love, and orderly strength unique to Demacia that they were able to survive all kinds of terrible battles.
He believed in this without a doubt, and like many other Demacians, he worshipped unity and order as his creed.
But even so, he was only the most ordinary Demacian soldier, wearing the most ordinary full set of armor made of Demacian steel and wielding the most ordinary standard weapons. But even though this set of equipment was ordinary in Demacia, it wasn't cheap outside. It could even be said to be abnormally expensive. After all, among the things that could effectively resist spells, apart from those precious anti-magic stones, only Demacian steel could be obtained through normal trade.
But on this rare sunny day without snow, just as he was thinking about how to scold that chef who only knew how to cook potatoes, a voice suddenly rang out. His companion, the daughter of a former comrade, suddenly spoke.
"Someone is coming."
Her voice was still a little immature, but it was cold enough. This was different from her passionate father. But at this moment, Luther didn't have the time to think about how to help his deceased comrade's daughter. He immediately pulled himself together, clenched his spear, and looked ahead.
After all, winter wasn't over yet, and Freldrod people could still invade at any time.
But even if he widened his eyes, he could only see a small black dot not far away. This made him feel old once again. After all, in the past, he was the first to discover the enemy. But this time, it was a young man who discovered the situation first. This made him feel a little depressed. After all, he hadn't realized his childhood dream of becoming a great hero when crusading against evil.
"It's a man. He's wearing a cloak and I can't see his face clearly. He's carrying a huge sword."
As if sensing that her senior couldn't see what the man looked like, the young soldier quickly and concisely explained what she saw. And the way she used such a short sentence made Luther feel a little uncomfortable. However, he still acted like a senior and imparted his experience to the new recruit during the process of questioning.
"Does he have goods? After all, there are always people who aren't afraid of death who go to those barbarians for gold. "
The female soldier named Lithur looked carefully and after confirming that she didn't miss anything, she opened her mouth and said.
"No, I only saw him alone … Wait, his arm is glowing! It's a Mage! "
But just as she was reporting, a gust of wind blew the man's cloak, and her sharp eyes allowed her to see a flash of blue light. And this discovery made her scream directly because it generally meant that Freldrod's barbarians were attacking with their barbaric ice magic. On the other hand, Luther, who was on the other side, thought more than she did. This was because a Mage who dared to attack their Fortress couldn't be a simple character.
"Go and sound the alarm! Sound it three times! "
He immediately took out the shield behind him and gave the order to his comrade's daughter. And Lithur didn't hesitate and immediately sounded the alarm.
The rapid and grand sound of the bell startled the Demacian soldiers who could only rest and train. And when the bell rang for the third time, some people who were communicating in secret rooms were also alarmed. Of course, the grand sound of the bell didn't only wake up the people in the Fortress, but also made the man who came alone sigh helplessly.
However, he didn't give up on moving forward. Amidst the chaos of a large group of white birds that were startled by the bell, he stretched out his bandaged hands and took off his hood, revealing a face that was unfamiliar to the people here.
But even so, when he arrived in front of the Fortress, what he faced was a Fortress armed to the teeth, a large group of people armed with shields and spears, and a huge formation of heavy crossbows and arrows behind them. And this Fortress was covered with countless huge ballistae, with soldiers standing behind them. And there were also many half-masked men in black who were sizing him up. And they gave him a rather strange feeling.
And Li Ke didn't know whether it was an illusion or not, but he saw a glint of excitement and disgust in the eyes of these men in black. But this didn't stop him from raising his hands high, and after another sigh, he said the speech he had long prepared.
"My name is Li Ke, a traveler from Ionia."
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