She stared at the Twilight Star Spirit, and the colorful-haired girl looked at the little boy who was about to take it no longer with ease, and had no intention of saving him at all. At the moment he fell, Fiddlesticks would definitely rush out to eat him and eat him. She had seen many such scenes.

"Should I do it?" she thought.

After all, the little boy couldn't stand it any longer. He was just a child after all. Even a veteran soldier who had experienced many battles, few people could stand in front of Fiddlesticks for so long. She was indeed amazed at the willpower of this little boy.

For that alone, she decided she couldn't let this little boy die like this.

The moment the little boy fell, Fiddlesticks' real body jumped out of the darkness, and its appearance became even more dark and terrifying. Countless slender shadow arms grew out of it, and they waved wildly, Crawling, rushing towards the little boy at a very fast speed.

She's out.

Deep flames ignited on the black and purple thorns all over the ground. Those flames were thick and quiet. They attached to Fiddlesticks and burned its body.

The flames only slightly blocked Fiddlesticks' progress, but the flaming thorns all over the ground suddenly stood up, entangling Fiddlesticks and imprisoning them in place.

Fiddlesticks hasn't given up yet, and its body emits a manic piercing roar, and the crows that are still fighting with the falcons swooped down to the thorns and fought them instead.

A slender shadow arm grew out of Fiddlesticks. It held a crude long-handled scythe. The arm stretched out, and it slashed fiercely in the direction of the little boy.

A purple magic shield unfolded on the little boy.

…

Losami was blindfolded, and he really didn't want to fall down, but he had really reached his limit, like a completely carbonized piece of firewood, which couldn't be ignited no matter how hard it was to ignite.

He fell on the thorny ground, unexpectedly feeling no pain, as if the thorns had not pierced it with thorns.

The last scene Lothar saw was a pair of bare feet stepping on the thorny ground.

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Fed...tick...

- Whispers of the Devil

Chapter 302 The Uncaught Dragon Bird

Lothar opened his eyes, sticky drool on his face.

Xiao Zhan stretched out his big tongue and licked it on his face, his black bean-like eyes looking at him worriedly.

"Little stubborn... I'm in the tent." Lothar picked up the little poro, wiped the saliva from his face, and smelled the aroma of the broth.

"Little Losa! Come and have breakfast!" Zooey's voice came from outside the tent.

Lothar got out of the tent with Xiao Qiang in her arms. Sure enough, it was Zoe. She was flying over the cooking pot, stirring happily with a spoon.

"My head hurts." Lothar covered his head and sat down by the fire. The forest air in the morning smelled of mushrooms and bark, but even this couldn't make Lothar feel refreshed.

"It's not bad that you don't go crazy when you meet Fiddlesticks. Humans are basically stunned when they meet demons! All of a sudden, they become a lump of rotten meat, and there will be no soul left."

"Devil..." Lothar felt sore all over his body, especially his head, as if he was about to fall, "How long have I slept?"

"It didn't take long for seven suns to rise and set."

"I slept for seven days!" Lothar said in surprise.

"Yeah, you haven't woken up and even the little eagles have flown away."

"Fly away" Lothar's eyes widened, and there was indeed no trace of the falcon around.

"Yeah, it flew away as soon as it healed, and it never came back. Oh, by the way, this is Kitty Eagle's parting gift." Zooey took out a blue feather from her trouser pocket.

"That bird... actually only had one hair left." Lothar took the feather, and felt a little depressed when he thought of the eagle that he had worked so hard for for a few days.

"Don't be sad, come and taste the loving breakfast my sister made." Zoe filled Lothar with hot soup for the night and handed it to him.

"You actually cook for me, Anivia is afraid that the hot air will come out." Rosa took the soup and took a sip, her face suddenly wrinkled, "It's so sweet..."

"Isn't dessert better?" Zooey took out a straw and stuffed it into Lothar's bowl, gave one to Xiao Qiang, and drank it happily.

"Sweet broth...and how did you make it sweeter than honey"

"It's very simple, just add the starlight of Chen Muxing and the dream of snoozing butterflies."

"I still don't understand it as always..." Lothar put down the bowl and let Zoe and Xiao Qian drink it by themselves, "What happened last night? Did you kick Fiddlesticks away?"

"No no." Zooey bit the straw and said unhappily, "Although I really want to beat that ugly demon, but demons are so weird, even if I hit it with 10,000 stars, it won't work. dead."

"Worse than the eye under the Howling Abyss?"

"I can't say who is more powerful. If you have to compare, the devil is like a messy night, and that eye is like a dark night with nothing at all."

"After listening to your metaphor, why did I become more puzzled? Then why did Fiddlesticks give up killing me because it was dawn?"

Zooey blinked a few times: "I don't know about that. Who knows what the devil is thinking? Maybe it thinks your soul is not tasty and leaves."

"Then will it find me in the future?"

"I don't know what's going on in the devil's brain, maybe~" Zoe made a face, and learned from Fiddlesticks's cracked, iron-like voice, deliberately scaring Lothar.

Lothar carefully recalled the details before he fainted: "I seem to... see a pair of feet."

"foot what foot"

"It should be... a pair of very beautiful, very white feet."

"Hey~ So, little Lothar, how are you?" Zoe quickly threw off her shoes and put her feet on Lothar's face, "Come on! You can do whatever you want with your sister's feet!"

Lothar pushed Zooey's feet away: "Don't make trouble, I'm so hungry..."

"I don't know how beautiful my sister's feet are. Little Rosa, you still need to practice." Zooey suddenly remembered something and took out two things from her trouser pocket.

Lothar looked at a rusty key and a piece of rag: "Where did you go to pick up the rags?"

Lothar knows that Zoe has a habit of running around collecting strange things. She stole a bearman's front tooth the last time she went to the bearman hunting ground, and she even moved it when she was in Frostguard Fortress. A Drakron helmet.

"I pulled it off Fiddlesticks." Zoe giggled.

"You stole it from it," Lothar recalled, and the rag seemed indeed to be a fragment of the burlap draped over Fiddlesticks' head.

"Who made it bully my cute little Lothar! I'll beat it up!" Zoe waved her fist angrily and said, "It's easy to steal two things from it. I'm really the best sister in the world."

"I am the best sister in the world who saves me when it attacks me."

"Don't say this, you don't know that it was that ugly devil's cry when I pulled it away. It was a shrill cry, it made me laugh to death."

"You still laugh to death, what if it finds vengeance and finds me?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll take it away when it comes again." Zooey said without caring, "Here, one of us, you choose one first."

"What do I want these things for?"

"This is something on the devil's body. Although I don't know what it's used for, it's hard to find. Are you sure you don't want it?" Zooey's voice was full of temptation.

"Er..." Lothar thought for a while, "Then I want that key."

"No, I chose the key."

"Then you asked me to choose..."

"Just kidding, hee hee."

Lothar looked at the sackcloth of the mobile phone speechlessly, wondering what the meaning of this piece of trash that looked like was stored, but Zooey tied the key with a string and hung it around her neck, a pair of happy look.

Lothar's stomach began to growl again, and he suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten for seven days.

"Chew some jerky to make a bottom first." Lothar took out his reserve food.

"Didn't I make soup for you?"

"I can't stand your soup. I'll go hunt a prey or something."

"Then shall we go to Baimuyan next?"

"No hurry, I still want to try to catch the dragon bird."

"You haven't given up yet."

"The bird ran away, and I don't want to give up."

"I really can't do anything about you." Zooey picked up the whole pot of soup and poured it into her stomach, then said soundly, "Let's go then."

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The kid looks like he's all right,

"Very good," she thought to herself, "it's not in vain for me to save him."

To her surprise, Twilight guarded the unconscious little boy for seven days.

It's not like her at all, Twilight is notoriously playful and will never stay in one place for too long because she's always looking forward to seeing new things.

Why is Twilight following him so closely? He doesn't have any magical blood, nor does he have any magical relics, what is it that attracts the celestial spirit like the devil of the world.

She couldn't understand it, but she dared not take it lightly. Twilight is the messenger of all the star spirits in the sky, delivering important news that is closely related to the world. She follows a little boy like this. Could it be that the fate of this child is related to the entire Runeterra related?

Since Twilight hadn't stopped her from peeping, she decided to find out.

The little boy ate something, packed his bags, and walked deep into the jungle again.

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Lothar understood one thing. If the name has something to do with "dragon", it is best not to provoke it.

Lothar clutched his **** that was bitten by the dragon bird and almost lost a piece of meat, and looked unwillingly at the two adult dragon birds roaring angrily at him from a distance on the cliff.

"It's a pity Little Lothar, who almost succeeded in stealing the egg." Zoe felt sorry for Lothar, but in reality she was full of schadenfreude. Only the little stubborn face on her head really felt sorry for Lothar.

"The vigilance of this nest of dragon birds is getting higher and higher. It seems that we need to change the target." Losar spent more than a month trying to force the back, temptation of food, and harassment on the dragon birds living here. Attacking and even stealing eggs, but unfortunately the dragonfowl is really not easy to provoke, and every attempt ends in failure. Although they don't eat human flesh, they beat Lothar to the ground every time.

"Why don't you give up, go find Baimuyan and leave this ghost place." Zoe flew behind Lothar and rubbed his **** for him.

"I really want to know how the Demacians tame the dragonfly." Lothar looked at the town called Forsbarrow. "Maybe there will be some clues there."

"No, you still want to play here?" Zoe drew a long face.

"I'm not reconciled if I don't get a dragon bird." Lothar gritted his teeth, "If I came to Demacia this time, I would be targeted by demons, failed to cook eagles, and pecked by dragon birds every day. It's all tragic memories."

"Indeed." Zoe patted Lothar's head, "You are so unlucky."

"You have to get a dragon bird to make a return." Lothar started walking towards the town, but Zooey refused to open a wormhole for him. He had to go wherever he went these days.

"Wait." Lothar's footsteps stopped suddenly.

He saw from a distance that a convoy was entering Forsbello.

The size of the convoy was not small. The horses pulling the carts were all snow-white and handsome. The carriages of the carriages also looked gorgeous, with exquisite patterns carved on them. There were guards on both sides of the convoy to **** them.

"The nobles of Demacia" Lothar was stunned, he had only heard of these people in Zoe's description, "What are they doing on the border?"

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Forsboro, the far north town of Demacia, across the mountains above Forsboro, is the savage snow of the Freljord.

—The Geographical Atlas of Demacia

Chapter 303 Blonde Girl

Because of the sudden appearance of the Demacian noble caravan, Lothar waited three more days beside the town of Forsbarrow before daring to sneak in.

As soon as the nobles came, the guards and guards of the town became a lot stricter at once. Lothar had to put his luggage in a safe place outside the town before sneaking in quietly while it was dark. He also put Xiao Qian there. Anyway, there will be a meeting. Zoe, who was putting the wormhole, was there, and Lothar didn't worry that Xiao Zhan would be taken away by a jackal or something.

"It's really different from the Freljord's house." Lothar touched the stone house in the town with envy. It's impossible to build such a house in the Freljord, and it will be destroyed in less than a winter. Broken by the cold wind.

Lothar observed the town through the night. The residents of Fosbello seem to prefer to go to bed early. Most of the houses are no longer lit. Lothar can also walk on the street relatively easily, as long as you avoid it. Just like the guards who patrol the streets with lanterns on.

"Where are those nobles..." Lothar looked for his target, "Maybe the nobles have the technology to tame dragon birds, or clues about where Baimuyan is."

The place where the nobles live is not difficult to find at all. It is a manor located on the edge of the town. The mansion inside is dozens of times larger than the small town residence. There are many natural guards, and all of them look like The weapons and armor are all excellent, shiny silver, and the guards on the other side of the town wall are wearing tattered copper and iron compared to them.

"It's Demacian silver steel, very shiny and hard." Zoe hugged Lothar and said, "Would you like to steal one and see? I can help you change it to a size you can wear."

"Forget it." Although Zoe's proposal was very attractive, Lothar held back, "My advantage is not weight, and wearing full-body armor is just turning into a sandbag that can play a little bit, and also Slow me down, it's not worth it."

Lothar sneaked around the manor, and he found a crack in the corner, allowing him to get in.

"It seems that those nobles don't always live here, otherwise they should be repaired." Lothar noticed that there were many cracks in the walls of the manor.

He continued to go deeper, and most of the windows of the rooms in the mansion were dark, but only one was still lit.

"Let's go to the lighted room first." Lothar found a pillar, climbed it in two or three times, and successfully reached the balcony of the lighted room.

"Who could be inside?" Lothar saw a row of floor-to-ceiling windows and all the curtains drawn inside.

Lothar tried to see if he could open the floor-to-ceiling windows, but he could. He slowly opened them without making a sound, and then quietly opened the curtains, revealing a small gap.

The room was huge, at least bigger than Losa's tent.