"Is he a yordle?" Lothar remembered the yordler Gnar, who he had met a few times. Until now, Lothar didn't know why it appeared in the Howling Abyss, and asked Zoe she couldn't tell, "I Thought the yordles couldn't speak."

"Gnar is special, all the yordles I know can speak." Zoe was next to Lothar, and was also looking at the yordle carefully.

Although he is short in stature, he looks like he is not easy to mess with at all. The only remaining eye is as fierce as a hungry jackal, and his body is covered with white hair, but it is all oily, as if he has not taken a bath for a long time. . The fangs in his mouth were frantically tearing at the meat, almost robbing the wine and meat on the table, as for the vegetables, fruits, bread, etc.

Next to his seat was a long-handled battle-axe taller than himself, with which Lothar remembered he had slashed a considerable number of Freljord warriors on the battlefield.

He also had a short-barreled pistol attached to his waist. Lothar saw that many Noxian soldiers were also equipped with this kind of weapon, but because he witnessed the tragic situation of some soldiers being crushed to death by gunpowder. Lothar had no interest in the weapon at all.

The dragon lizard next to the yordle has also been robbing its owner for food. The two guys seem to have bad tempers. They even fought each other over a chicken leg, which made the young man very embarrassed.

"Colonel, colonel, don't get angry, there's still a lot to eat." The young man tried to persuade him.

"Fuck me! Fuck your mother-in-law! I'm the commander-in-chief of the advance troop!" the white-haired yordle cursed angrily.

The young man looked aggrieved and said in his heart, "Didn't you tell me that you belong to the colonel..."

Through the bubble, Lothar saw that the young man did not dare to argue with this yordle, because in his eyes, he was facing a tall and strong human being who was murderous.

"Yordles are really amazing." Lothar turned his head and was about to say something to Zoe, but saw Zoe holding Xiao Qiang in her hands and using her fingers to draw a small bubble from Xiao Poro's head, "You what are you doing?"

"Remove Xiao Zhan's memory of this yordle." Zooey looked at the white-haired guy who was wrestling with the dragon lizard with disgust, "Our Xiao Zhan is so cute, we can't learn bad language from him. "

Lothar felt a little amused: "Didn't you say that you like the yordles very much, and you can't wait to hug them to explode?"

"That has to be limited to cute yordles, I don't want this kind of dirty and rude."

"Fuck you! Skarl! You rotten lizard whose brain was eaten by toads! Today I won't let you know who is the master, and I won't be called Klie!" The battle between the white-haired yordle and the dragon lizard Intensified, they each bit a piece of roast pig's head and pig butt, and they all took on a desperate attitude.

The young man is really scared now. This is the key to winning the battle. If the subordinates who are celebrating see this scene, they may shake the hearts of the army.

His heart sank, and he rushed in front of the terrifying man and the dragon lizard: "Stop it! I'll use..."

Snapped!

Before the young man could finish speaking, he was hit by the fighting dragon lizard with a tail and flew to the screen.

Lothar was stunned. He didn't do anything, why did he just fall down: "The two of them are playing so loudly, why didn't the guards outside respond?"

Zooey laughed badly and said, "I opened the barrier in the tent, and I can't get out of anything. How can such a fun thing be interrupted by someone coming in?"

Lothar began to be in a dilemma. The purpose of his visit was to assassinate the leader of the Noxian army. Lothar, who had never killed anyone, felt a little uneasy at first, but after seeing the farce, he lost all tension. .

"What should I do now?" Lothar watched in distress as the yordle who claimed to be Kled and the dragon lizard called Skarl fought in a daze. He felt that if he was close to the end, he would probably be like the young man .

Zoe helped Xiao Qiang with his memory, looked at the little poro who fell into a deep sleep, and put it back on Lothar's chest: "Do whatever you want. Anyway, as long as the Noxian army can retreat, it's fine. If it is completed, it will be counted as a great deed, and you will get extra points when you become a Protoss.”

"Then... let me try..."

"Go, I added magic to you, and there will be no obstacles for you to communicate."

Lothar thought about what to do, and then got out of the hiding place.

Klie and Skarl had eaten a roast pig to the bone and were fighting for a juicy leg of lamb when Lothar interrupted them: "Good evening."

A ferocious one-eyed and a pair of silly lizard eyes stared at Lothar at the same time, making him feel tingly.

"Freljord's brat" Kled kicked Skarl's head away, "Useless guy! The enemy even ran into our tent and didn't even smell it! Is your nose growing out of a decoration! "

"Gaha!" Skaer called out a few times.

Klie got even more angry: "I don't stink! It's you who stinks! Stupid lizard! It's you who's been pulling **** on me all day long!"

"Quack! Fizz!"

"You dare to scold me! Look, I won't chop your tail off to make soup today!" Klie picked up his long-handled axe and fought Sgaller again.

Lothar was stunned. Even though there were enemies, Kled and Skarl still beat themselves.

"Enough! Stop fighting!" Lothar couldn't take it any longer, and threw a knife at Kled.

Kled subconsciously used the long-handled axe to flick the knife away, the blade swirled into the sky, and then swiped straight across Skar's butt, creating a shallow scar.

"Ska'er'er!" The dragon lizard cried out extremely mournfully, it strode its legs frantically and rushed out of the tent, but it was bounced back by Zoe's magic.

"Skaer! Hiss!" Skaer threw a hole in the ground with his claws in a panic, then buried his head in the hole and shivered.

Lothar was once again shocked by the response of the dragon lizard. It was obviously too brave when it was robbing Kled for meat, but as soon as it was injured, it immediately became like this.

"No, I remember that dragon lizards are very ferocious and bloodthirsty creatures..." You can occasionally see dragon lizards in Freljord, and they usually have to be besieged by several fully-armed adult warriors to hunt them down. This dragon lizard named Skarl was completely different from the savage beast in Lothar's memory.

Lothar remembered what Zoe had said: "Anything around a yordle becomes very interesting."

By Zoe's "interesting standards" that would be "pretty weird" to Lothar.

"You're so stupid!" Kled yelled, kicking his mount fiercely, "You're less daring than a stinky bitch! What a **** disgrace to me!"

Kled spat on Skarl, threw away the long-handled axe, picked up the leg of lamb that had fallen on the ground, and with the other hand pulled out the short-barreled pistol from his waist and pointed it at Lothar: "Although Laozi I don't usually kill little brats, but if you can't tell what you're doing before I eat this leg, I'll shoot you!"

"Finally I can speak properly." Lothar raised his hands, indicating that he was not malicious, "I'm here to tell you the truth."

"What the **** is the truth"

"This man." Lothar pointed to the unconscious young man on the ground, "He is using you."

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Kled is a household legend in Noxus.

He was a dragon lizard knight, claiming to be a regular soldier, but his rank is unknown, as the Noxian military has never had such a character.

Legend has it that he has been involved in every battle of Noxus since the founding of the nation, and he has been the first. He is not afraid of death and has a tendency to kill. Many people say that he is the most primitive embodiment of the Noxian spirit, and even the [Hand of Noxus] cannot surpass it.

However, whether he really exists, many people have doubts. If he is still alive, at least it has been nearly a thousand years old, which is obviously impossible. But to this day, there are still frequent reports of Kled being active on the battlefield.

--Excerpt from Ezreal's "Valloran's Travels: Noxus Chapter Two: Myths and Legends"

Chapter 297 The New Kingdom

"This bastard! He actually wants to take all the military exploits for himself and kick Lao Tzu away!" Klie was furious, looking at the young man lying on the ground with a lion and tiger's gaze.

"Is it so easy to believe?" Lothar was relieved to see Kled turn all his anger on the young man.

Klie chewed and swallowed the bones of the leg of lamb, and wiped Skarl's scales with his greasy hands, then grabbed the long-handled axe and hit the young man's head with the handle: " Fuck your mother! Get up for me!"

The young man was woken up by the beating. He took a breath of cool air and stood up while covering his bleeding and bulging head: "What happened?"

Klie threw away the long-handled axe and grabbed the young man's neck: "Fuck you, your ancestors! Are you **** trying to steal Lao Tzu's military exploits!"

The "military merit" young man's head is a little confused, "what military merit?"

"I'm asking you a **** question!" Klie flashed a slap in the face of the young man, "Tell me! Are you trying to steal me! Marshal Klie's military exploits!"

"Why did he become the Grand Marshal again? Is he a general, a colonel or a commander? I don't understand." Losar thought.

"K... Kled" The young man didn't seem to be fully awake, and sneered, "If you were Kled, I... I would still be His Majesty Emperor Darkwill!"

"What! You are the emperor!" Kled was shocked.

"Don't be deceived by him!" Lothar found that this yordle was what he believed in what others said. "He lied!"

"Damn! I hate liars the most!" Klie shoved the short-barreled pistol into the young man's mouth, "Speak! Are you **** trying to steal Lao Tzu's military exploits!"

The feeling of the cold gun barrel stuck in his throat and the smell of black gunpowder pouring into his nose made the young man wake up a lot. He saw Kled's fierce face that had been deformed by anger, and his legs trembled with fright. , shook his head hastily.

"He lied," said Lothar aside, "don't trust him!"

It was only then that the young man noticed Lothar's existence. When he saw a child in a barbarian costume appear in his tent, he fluttered his arms in a panic, and his mouth kept making a whining sound.

Kled looked at the young man, then at Lothar, and drew his gun: "Which of you should I trust?"

"Of course you should believe me!" The young man endured the pain and said, "He's a barbarian! Kill him!"

An idea suddenly popped into Lothar's mind: "It's obviously him who lied, and he doesn't respect you at all. How could he give you military merit."

"You! You spit out blood!" the young man said angrily.

"Then why don't you verify it?" Lothar laughed. "You ask him to listen."

Just as the young man was about to say something, Kled's pistol was already on his forehead.

"My name is Lao Tzu." Ke Lie said coldly.

"This..." The young man thought about it for a long time, then hesitantly said, "Great... Grand Marshal"

boom!

The young man's head exploded.

Klie wiped off the blood and brains sprayed on his face: "Fuck you, I'm the chief striker!"

Klie turned his head and pointed the pistol at Lothar: "It's your turn, little brat, don't think that if you help Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu won't kill you, give Lao Tzu a reason not to kill you."

Lothar touched his head: "You... seem to like meat very much"

"So what"

"I know a place with a lot of prey that can keep you full."

Klie's eyes lit up: "There is such a good place in this **** piece of land! Come on!"

"Are you going to let me go?"

"Let your mother go! Say it!"

Skar, who had buried her head in the hole for a long time, also secretly stuck out half of her head, as if she was very interested.

Lothar coughed a few times, showing the same bad smile as Zoe: "Bearman Hunting Ground."

...

"Hahahahaha!" Zoe clutched, lying in front of Lothar laughing wildly, "It's so interesting! Hahahahaha! You actually tricked him into there! Hahahahaha!"

"Is it that funny?" Lothar looked away at the Noxian army that was already in a mess.

After Kled learned the specific location from Lothar, he couldn't wait to ride Skarl and rushed out of the camp, leaving behind the entire Noxus army camp, which was still celebrating.

Then, they found that the highest Overseer in their team had his head exploded and died in the tent.

The army was suddenly in chaos, and the soldiers raised torches to search for the murderer in the camp, but they didn't know that the real murderer had already run away.

But in any case, without the presence of the Overseer, even if the commanders are still there, the military merits will not be recorded, and the morale of the Noxian army will be greatly reduced.

Moreover, the Overseer was also a family son of a great noble in the Noxus Empire. He died so unexplainably. Maybe the entire army would be responsible. The commanders quickly arranged for the entire army to retreat, and sent the Overseer's body back first.

"I think I have completed the third feat now." Lothar counted, "Find Zhen Bing, appreciated by the Poro King, and now let the Noxians withdraw."

"Well, although there are flaws in the finished work, it's not bad." Zoe wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, "You are one step closer to becoming a Protoss, why are you going to find Baimuyan now?"

"Wait a minute." Lothar looked behind him, and a tall and strong man was walking towards him.

"Did you really do it?" Tryndamere looked at the Noxian in disbelief in the distance. "How did you..."

"I'll do it." Lothar really didn't want to talk about the process. He felt that most of the warriors of the tribe would not believe him when he said, "You and your tribe are safe, remember your promise to me."

"Well." Tryndamere knelt down to Lothar, "I will tell my people your name, you are our benefactor, and we will always remember you, Lothar, and we will extol your name to us everywhere."

...

"So why let them preach my name?" Lothar was pulled into the wormhole by Zoe.

"The name of the star spirit is to be praised, so that someone will choose you."

"Who did someone choose me?"

"Guys in the sky, they specifically choose who can become Protoss."

"So...then are you also selected? Where is your name being preached?"

"I don't have it. I was suddenly selected to become a Protoss one day."

"did nothing"

"Did nothing."

Lothar once again clearly realized that the girl Zoe really couldn't use common sense.

"Anyway, the more famous you are, the more helpful you will be when you become a Protoss, here we are!" Zoe took Losara out of the wormhole.

Lothar stepped on the ground with his feet firmly on the ground. He was surprised to find that there was no snow under his feet, but wet mud.

Lothar took off the scarf Ashe gave him, and took a deep breath toward the woods in front of him. The unfamiliar warm air made him feel a little at a loss: "I really left Freljord."

"That's right, this is Demacia, a very...very...very boring country." Zooey rolled her eyes and seemed to dislike it quite a bit, "Let's find that thing and go."

"It's rare to come outside once, and I want to see more."

"Hey, don't...it's really boring here."