Lothar had no choice but to go to a tribe he didn't know to seek medical treatment, hoping to try his luck, at least to find out how to save the Poro, but Lothar's luck was very bad, and the tribes he went to were extremely xenophobic. The tribe did not even enter the door.

"Don't be discouraged, little Lothar, the road of trials is always full of bumps and surprises." Zooey encouraged.

"Then I encountered too many ups and downs." Lothar sighed. He looked down at the little stubborn in his arms. The poor little guy has no energy at all these days, and he is only slightly open when he is awake. Black bean-like eyes, unable to move.

"Hold on, since I met you, I won't let you go." Lothar fixed his eyes and continued to move towards the next tribe.

Just like the old saying of the Freljord - just keep hitting and you can hit a mountain like Ornn the Ram.

It took him several days to use Zoe's Wormhole Lothar to almost travel the entire tribe in the south of the Freljord, and finally let him find some information about the healing of Poro in a tavern. people's rumors.

Lothar rushed to the rumored mountain non-stop, and after a good search, he found the person mentioned in the rumors.

Poro Shepherd.

Unlike the herdsmen who graze Ernyuk, the purpose of herding poro herders is not to eat their flesh or skin them, but to...

"Don't you think they are cute?" The poro shepherd was just like the rumors said, an old man with a very kind and amiable face. He was surrounded by a group of poros that made Lothar astonishing. There were hundreds of them. The tall one is as tall as a lamb, and the smaller one is not as big as Lothar's fist.

As soon as Zooey saw so many poros, it seemed as if they had come to heaven, and jumped into the pile of poros like a hungry wolf, scratching and hugging them wantonly, causing the poros to flee.

"Strange, they are so active today." The poro shepherd threw a few handfuls of food among the poro group, then turned his head to look at Lothar, "So boy, what do you have to do with me?"

"Because of it." Lothar held Xiao Qiang in the palm of his hand and handed it to the Poro Shepherd.

"Anivia! Poor little guy." The Poro Shepherd hurriedly took Xiao Zhan, and he could see that he really felt sorry for Xiao Poro, and the wrinkles on his face were almost piled up, "How could it hurt? like this"

"I don't know, it was like this when I first saw it."

The poro shepherd looked at the little poro carefully, and said in surprise, "Isn't this a little stubborn!"

Lothar was surprised and delighted: "You recognize it!"

"Of course I recognize it. It's the son of Da Kui! After he disappeared a few days ago, he even disturbed the Poro King, and he couldn't find it for a long time."

"Poro... King Poro" Lothar was a little confused.

He remembered that he seemed to have heard some stories of Poro Kings, but they were basically for children to read, and adults basically didn't take Poro Kings seriously.

"Ah, it's normal for you not to know." The Poro Shepherd took out a piece of white stuff from the cloth bag, squeezed a small amount and fed it to Xiao Qian's mouth. Xiao Qian, who had not eaten for a few days, actually started a little bit. eat up.

"It really works! I didn't find the wrong person!" Lothar felt a little relieved.

"This is Poro's favorite goat cheese, you can make it more comfortable." The Poro Shepherd looked at Xiao Qiang with a headache, "But it hurts..."

"Can't you cure it too?"

"Poro are creatures that are difficult to get hurt. Luck is born with them. It is rare to suffer such a serious injury." The poro shepherd sighed, "I can handle a small injury, but such a serious injury, I Nothing can be done.”

"Then what?" Lothar asked anxiously.

"You can only take it to the Poro King." The Poro Shepherd said solemnly, "If the king can't cure it, there will be no one in the world who can cure it."

"Is there really a Poro King? Where is it?"

When Zoe heard the Poro King, she flew over to listen with great interest, and incidentally "kidnapped" a bunch of Poro on her.

"The king's residence has no fixed place, and the entire Freljord is its territory, but I know that this season it will be in the mountains further south, waiting for the juvenile poros with poor cold resistance to grow enough first. The hair is coming." The Poro shepherd continued to feed Xiao Qiang goat cheese, "But I can't take Xiao Qian."

"why?"

"You can also see that I still have so many children to take care of, and I can't get away from it." The Poro Shepherd pointed to a large group of Poro beside him. it.

"Then I'll take it there, just tell me where it is!" Lothar volunteered.

The Poro Shepherd shook his head: "The terrain there is very dangerous, you are still a child, you can't go alone."

Lothar wanted to tell the Poro Shepherd that he had Zoe's wormhole, and he would be fine wherever he went, but he and Zoe had an agreement and couldn't mention her to others: "But if it goes on like this, keep it up... …”

"I have a way." The Poro Shepherd returned Xiao Qiang to Lothar, "You take him to a small tribe two mountains to the west, where there is a tavern, find someone there who can protect him Xiao Qian went to see the Poro King."

"That's fine..." Lothar thought to himself, "I don't need to go to him at all, I can take Xiao Qian directly to see King Poro."

"Okay, no problem." Lothar agreed, "what's his name?"

"Bron."

"Okay, I know... wait! What's his name!" Lothar exclaimed in surprise.

"Bron," said the Poro Shepherd. "You know what? I remember he seems to be quite famous."

"More than famous!" Lothar jumped up, excited. "In our tribe, no, in all the tribes I know, he is the hero that everyone admires! There are more legends than Ernyuk's hair. Much! Is that really that Braum? The Braum who holds the big shield and can lift mountains!"

"I don't know if my old friend can lift a mountain, I think he probably can't." The Poro Shepherd was a little surprised by Lothar's exaggerated reaction, "But he is indeed very strong, and he also wears a shield. , and very helpful.”

"It must be him!" The previous plan to go directly to the Poro King was thrown into the clouds by Lothar. Now he really wants to meet the great hero who has been hearing a new legend about him every day since he can remember. —Bron.

To a certain extent, Braum's popularity is even comparable to that of the gods.

"Thank you! We're leaving!" Lothar put Xiao Qiang on his chest to settle down, waved his hand, and beckoned Zooey to run down the mountain.

Zoe reluctantly bid farewell to the poros, who gathered together and watched Lothar go away, seemingly praying for him.

"Good luck to you, children," said the Poro Shepherd sincerely.

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Every girl in the Freljord wants to be a war mother.

Every boy in the Freljord wants to be a Braum.

--travelling poet

Chapter two hundred and ninety first meeting Bloom

"Is that what Braum is powerful? You are so excited, you have never treated my sister like this before." Zoe stood on Lothar's head and asked jealously.

Although Zooey was standing on top of Lothar's head, he only felt a feather-like weight: "You don't understand! Blum is... but our idol!"

"Idol" Zooey tilted her head in confusion.

Lothar sat in the tavern with a glass of mead mixed with water in front of him. He looked around uneasily. The tavern was very small and had no customers, but the tavern owner swore that Braum would come, and all Lothar was already here. Waited for half an hour.

"The hero story that Ashe and I heard the most when we were kids was Bron's." Lothar took a sip of light mead, the sweet and spicy taste made his eyes burst into tears, "He is the hero we admire the most, you I can't believe how good he is, let me tell you..."

"Ahhh! Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!" Zooey shouted in dissatisfaction, covering her ears, "I don't care how powerful that Bron is, I'm definitely not as powerful as my sister! You should worship me!"

"You" Lothar raised his eyes suspiciously, seeing Zoe's bulging cheeks and sparkling eyes, he admitted that Zoe was very powerful, maybe even more powerful than the ancient **** and the three sisters in mythology, but Lothar It's just respect and fear of Zooey, "When you don't play tricks on me, I'll consider respecting you."

"Stinky Lothar!" Zoe angrily threw herself on the table like a kitten and took away the light mead that Lothar had drunk half of, "I won't give it to you!"

"She is obviously older than me, why does she feel like a child than me." Losa thought.

Zooey stuck out her tongue and took a sip of light mead, her colorful long hair stood up instantly, and her face became like a frightened serval: "How can there be such a bad drink!"

"It's okay, although it's a bit spicy for me, but I think it's pretty good."

"The guy who invented this kind of thing should be hung up and spanked!" Zooey drew a circle on the wine surface with her finger, and the color of the wine suddenly became dazzling out of thin air, and Zooey took a sip with satisfaction, "Then Call it a drink!"

Although he was a little curious about what Zoe was drinking, Lothar's attention was immediately diverted by the tall figure that appeared at the entrance of the tavern.

His appearance was accompanied by a loud laughter that was as hearty as the summer sun. The strong upper arm pushed open the door of the tavern first, and then came in a strong man who looked like a yak.

A naked upper body, a heavy metal belt, and a huge square shield larger than the door of the tavern, with a relief of a goat engraved on the shield.

Shiny bald head, neat and symmetrical beard, and sky blue totem tattoos.

Everything looked exactly the same as what Lothar heard in the story.

"Bron! Welcome! I've already warmed the goat milk you asked for!" The tavern owner embraced warmly.

"Stay safe old man! Your beard is still as beautiful as ever!" Braum's voice was full of anger, and Lothar felt his heart pounding when he spoke.

Lothar stood up excitedly and ran straight to Braum: "You really are Braum!"

The tavern owner laughed loudly: "Bron, this is your little fanatical fan. He came to me early in the morning and said he was looking for you. I wonder how he knew you would come!"

Blom looked down at Lothar, the child had only just reached his knees, he squatted down and said kindly, "Hello, kid, what's your name?"

"I'm Lothar! Lothar of Avarosa!" Lothar's nervous tone was a little high.

"Hello, Lothar." Braum's rough hand gently rubbed Lothar's head, his hand was so large that Lothar felt like Gragas', "What do you have to do with me? ?"

"Are you really Braum?" Lothar swallowed, "Bron, the strongest iceborn warrior in the entire Freljord."

"Hoohoho!" Braum laughed, his eyes narrowed into two slits, "I can't say I'm the Freljord's strongest ice bloodline, but if you're looking for Braum, I believe there should not be a second Bloom on this snowfield."

"It's really you! I've heard so many legends about you!" Lothar was full of questions to ask Braum, "Did you really pierce a mountain just for a little troll? Also, did you really dig out the big lake that feeds an entire tribe by yourself? And..."

"Oh! Slow down my little friend." Bloom smiled and waved his hand. "Why don't we sit down and eat biscuits and goat's milk and talk about how you have too many questions."

Just as Lothar was about to agree, he was stabbed a few times in the spine. When he looked back, Zoe rolled his eyes at him.

"Almost forgot about business!" Lothar hurriedly opened the cloth bag on his chest, revealing the sluggish little Poro, "Look at Braum!"

Bloom's smile froze instantly, and he exclaimed: "Little stubborn! How did you become like this!"

"It's injured, I don't know how to suffer." Lothar replied truthfully, "I went to the Poro Shepherd, and he told me to come to you, and said you could take me to the Poro King."

"Poor little stubborn!" Braum took the little poro from Lothar, tears falling from his heart, "Look what you've been through? How did you become so thin?"

"Bron, can the Poro King cure Xiao Zhan?" Lothar reminded.

"Yes! Wang! Wang must have a way to cure Xiao Zhan!" Bloom wiped the tears from his face and turned to the tavern owner, "I'm sorry old man, I have to go and waste the goat milk you prepared for me. ."

The tavern owner said sternly: "It's okay, help is important, you go quickly."

Bron looked at Lothar again: "Little Lothar, are you willing to accompany me to see the king?"

"Of course!" Lothar responded, "I came to you for this!"

"Good job!" Braum put Xiao Qiang back in the bag on Lothar's chest, "Thank you for bringing Xiao Qian to me, you must have encountered many difficulties along the way, it's really hard to imagine a child like you traveling alone Snow Mountain came to me."

Lothar scratched his cheek in embarrassment. Although he was very happy with Braum's compliment, how could he really have the ability to cross the snow-capped mountains? Even the ice bloodline might freeze to death in the wilderness, not to mention that he is a warm-blooded person. child.

Lothar felt the touch of a young girl hugging her back, and Zooey pressed his face with a smug smile on her face.

"This is what I should do." Lothar resisted Zooey's poking at him, "Let's go!"

"Okay!" Braum picked up Lothar at once and put it on his shoulders, "Sit tight, Braum is going to take you up the mountain!" Braum pressed Lothar's legs tightly, rushed out of the tavern door, carrying From the giant shield, he headed towards the distant mountain.

Zoe wrapped her arms around Lothar's neck and bit his ears: "Would you like to thank me, sister? Lothar, the little hero who can traverse the mountains alone"

"Understood, I'll thank you..." Lothar whispered, carrying his Braum running fast, the wind and Braum's heart beating overshadowed his whispers.

"Press your feet ten times, rub your shoulders ten times, and you are not allowed to resist when you are hugged by me at night! You are not allowed to complain when I make a prank!"

"I know... I know..." Although he was forced to accept Zoe's unequal treaty, Lothar was quite happy.

He's really in action right now with the legendary big hero Braum.

"If I were to appear in Braum's story... Ashe would be so surprised, Sejuani wouldn't dare to underestimate me again." Losa thought beautifully, holding her chest tightly. The former stubborn.

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Braum is the mountain, the bay, the embodiment of every virtue imaginable.

As much as you can trust him, there are few people you can count on more than him.

- the war mother of a certain tribe

Chapter 292 The entrustment of the Poro King

Lothar had never seen so many poros in his life.

The entire mountain was filled with Poro, which was even more exaggerated than the number of Poro Shepherds.

What's even more outrageous is that most of these poros still carry weapons, and they don't know where they got the equipment, and they are well equipped. Small weapons, such as swords, are carried by one poro, and large or combined weapons, such as spears and bows, are carried by two or three poros. Although it looks a bit funny, Lothar has no intention of angering them. .

When the white fur **** with weapons all over the mountains looked straight at Lothar, even though they looked cute and friendly, Lothar did not dare to act rashly.

He thought for a while, estimating that a Poro Legion of this size would have the power to fight the Frost Guard.

"If I told the people in Avarosa that I saw a Poro Legion, they would definitely treat me as a lunatic." Lothar suddenly found that since he met Zoe, he had encountered a lot of people who would definitely say it out loud. It would be considered a crazy thing.

A big hand was placed on Lothar's head, and a thick but gentle voice came from beside him: "Don't be nervous, they are all good friends and won't hurt you."

Lothar nodded, he naturally believed in Braum, not because he blindly believed Braum's brave and kind words in the legends, but because as soon as he saw Braum, he knew that the man's ten-mile sunshine and mountain-like temperament were different. Could be on a bad guy.

Lothar selectively ignored the colorful-haired girl who plunged into the poros like crazy and screamed "cute, cute and cute", and his eyes fell on Xiao Qiang.

Xiao Zhan was placed on a flat rock with soft edelweiss on it. Its breath was so weak that it could not even be seen that it was breathing. Obviously, its condition was on the verge of reaching its limit.

There are three large poros around Xiao Zhuang, one of which has a blindfold and a hammer. Different from the usual cute impression of poro, this poro feels resolute and sophisticated.

"It is Xiao Qian's father, Da Kui. He is the most powerful Poro warrior under the Poro King. He once lost an eye in a battle with a wild-clawed black lion." Braum introduced in a low voice.

The second poro wears an eagle's skull crest with many pieces of bone decoration hanging on it. It holds a staff made of elk antlers, and its round body is painted with totem marks with black tree sap.