Lothar's heart has been difficult to calm for a long time. The memory just now is obvious. Unless Karthus has the ability to fabricate memories, it is absolutely true that Lothar is the child of Qianjue.

"Remember my...name...do..." Lothar shook his head, "Lothar...life and death...wait..."

Lothar suddenly thought that he subconsciously thought that Lamb's last words were to make him remember the name "Lothar", but Lamb's last words did not say the subject.

Will the name she wants Lothar to remember, not only "Lothar", but also "Kinjue"?

"Qian Jue..." This **** is called by all over the world, but only in the Ouchen dictionary does the real meaning of the name come out.

Lothar seemed to understand something.

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Qian Jue means blood relatives.

- "Book of the Dead: The Dictionary"

Chapter 443: Life and Death (1)

life and death.

This is Lothar's name.

blood relatives.

This is Kindred's name.

"Why is the name of the **** of death a blood relative?" Lothar opened the book of the dead, and Qian Jue's definition was on the first page of the dictionary, immediately after Lothar's name.

There is also a picture after this interpretation, which is a pair of wolf and sheep, the wolf's fangs pierce the sheep's neck, and the sheep's arrows shoot into the wolf's eyes.

The wolf and the sheep are old enemies, no matter where they are, but Kindred's image is that the wolf and the sheep coexist and are even inseparable.

Lothar has also heard many explanations about the image of Kindred, for example, the Freljord believe that the wolf hunts the sheep, and the sheep feeds the wolf, and the two always chase each other and live in eternal life.

The Noxians think that lambs are the prey, the conquered, and if they don't hunt and hunt like wolves forever, they will become the hunted.

The Ionians simply believe that the Lamb is the lead of the wolf, and she teaches the wolf to be calm and kind, and the two are like family and friends.

So what did Karthus think?

Lothar suddenly found that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding.

He has been trying to understand the death of Karthus, but Karthus did not know what method he used to deliberately cause a lot of memory loss. Even the chaotic memory of Kalista can be traced, but Karthus even No clues were left for Lothar.

If you can't understand Karthus' death, why not understand his life?

The lamb and the wolf are always one, just like life and death are never separated, they are like two pieces of a puzzle together, as long as you know half of them, you can know the appearance of the other half.

Just like the same death, but to be named after the word "blood relative".

Lothar suddenly realized.

He immediately left Kindred's memory and returned to Karthus' original memory.

his three sisters.

Lothar looked at the memory of the three mutilated women. Their clothes were ragged, and the only visible skin was covered with red pox and measles. Lothar could faintly hear their painful dry coughs and moans, obviously tortured by the plague. Better to die.

Lothar tried to touch the three women, and if Lothar was right, Karthus, no matter how much he had forgotten about his sisters, at least had contact with them.

Sure enough, Lothar touched them.

"Karl..." The memories of them began to extend, "Karl... Leave us alone... You have to live..."

Lothar listened quietly.

Karthus' sisters heard from their voices that they were terminally ill. Lothar could feel the dryness and coldness of their hands. Lothar saw that one of her sisters seemed to want to kiss Karthus, but she was afraid of infecting him and stopped.

Lothar continued to look at Karthus' memory. He saw that the slum where Karthus grew up was so fragile that an epidemic killed almost no people in this city.

But the city guards of Noxus were not incompetent. They blocked the underground slums for the first time, so that the plague in the old city could not reach the ground, and the slums were completely turned into dead cities.

Only the Thousand Jue Religion is willing to come down to save these mortals.

"Did Karthus begin to believe in Kindred at that time..." Lothar looked at the flowing memory. He had been to the old town of Noxus and knew what a dirty and depraved place it was. Noxus society, regardless of blood origin, everyone can have a chance to stand out, but fair competition also brings a high-pressure society. Anyone who loses in the struggle will be lost forever. Noxus does not support idlers, and cannot Those who show their worth can only be squeezed out of the old city to survive, without even the most basic citizenship rights.

In a sense, the old town of Noxus is more brutal than the barren snowfields of the Freljord.

Karthus climbed out of the dead place and joined the Kindred Order.

What does life mean to such a person?

Lothar did not know that he was not Karthus, and he had no way of knowing that he had not experienced his life.

"Is there really no way?" Lothar felt that he was very close to leaving here. Qian Jue's words showed him the way, but it still couldn't go through. Karthus did too much, he There are only a few fragments of his memory, and there really isn't much that Lothar can dig out of it.

"It's only a little bit!" Lothar kept watching various memories over and over again, he almost forgot himself, desperately trying to integrate himself into Karthus' outlook on life.

But no matter what, Lothar still couldn't see through.

Lothar felt that his spiritual body was constantly being weakened, and he spent too much spiritual consciousness, but there was no black mist in Karthus' memory for him to supplement the consumption.

Lothar unknowingly went through Karthus's memory again, but found nothing.

Lothar returned to the Shadow Isle, where Karthus died.

Lothar saw a familiar figure in it.

little girl.

This little girl who forgot her name was Karthus's first friend after he went to the island. The process of their becoming friends was quite dramatic. Karthus was actually killed by the little girl.

Perhaps the soul of the person who died of the little girl's mischief would be angry and unwilling, but after being killed by the little girl, Karthus was actually very calm.

The surprised little girl began to get in touch with Karthus, and the two eventually became a pair of old friends - a pair of dead souls who slowly forgot their past.

Although Karthus’s memories on the Shadow Island are mostly complete, everything related to Lothar is gone. Lothar has no way of knowing what happened when he was carried to the island by Karthus when he was a child, and why he crossed over later. An entire continent went to the Freljord, and Karthus deliberately forgot these memories.

Lothar was really on the verge of a dead end.

"Is there really no way..." Lothar began to try the two artifacts in his hand, but neither the Book of the Dead nor the pure white hunting bow could be used. They couldn't tell Lothar Karthus. secret.

But Lothar discovered that there was a third thing in him.

A copper herring.

It was Nami who begged it for him, got it from the liar fortune-teller, a copper herring that can be seen everywhere, and even knew it was a scam.

But Lothar stared at the copper herring in a daze.

He once told Syndra and Nami about the Bilgewater story, including the symbolism of the Bilgewater coins in circulation.

The golden siren symbolizes the goddess in the deep sea [Lady Beard], and only those who are favored by Ms. Beard can earn it.

Silver Snake Coins symbolize sea snakes and can only be earned by those who dare to hunt sea monsters.

The copper herring symbolizes the cheap fish that can be found everywhere and can be picked up with a single net, and sometimes can't even be sold.

This is the most common currency in Bilgewater. It is used by the underprivileged, and the slightly richer will not even look at it.

The copper herring symbolizes the most mundane life.

"Life..." Lothar stared at the copper herring for a long time, then suddenly laughed, "Thank you, Nami."

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"May Mr. Lothar stay safe, and may the copper herring amulet wish him luck."

- One of Nami's bedtime prayers every night

Chapter 444: Life and Death (2)

"Miss Syndra, this is the air fortress you've been talking about?" Namei looked at everything on the fortress curiously.

"This...isn't this a Noxian fortress..." Daya saw that there were many Noxian flags hanging on the fortress.

"It used to be, but it belongs to me now." Syndra was very happy admiring her air fortress, and the anger and anger that she had just fought against the undead dragon were swept away.

"You also rob Noxian things..." Da Ya couldn't help but think of Planck who stole the Leviathan from the Noxian army. It was the battle that gave Planck the confidence to call himself [Pirate king】.

"Well... those flags are really ugly, I have to design one of mine." Daya reminded Syndra, and she began to conceive.

"Miss Syndra, let's talk about the flag later." Nami said, "We haven't found Mr. Lothar yet, and Mr. Olaf and Mr. Lucian are also missing."

"Well, you're right." The more she looks at Nami, the more pleasing to the eye, she is strong and obedient, and can remind Syndra of many things. The most important thing is that she looks very cute, she is the perfect choice for a waitress. , "Then let's rest for a while, then go back down to find Lothar."

"Do you want to go back?" Da Ya said with a sad face, "Can I take it on it?"

"No." Syndra looked at Daya coldly, "Who knows if you will steal my fortress, just follow me honestly."

"I want to steal but I can't..." Da Ya smiled bitterly. She looked around and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Where's Fizz? Did you see Fizz?"

"Fizz?" Nami also responded, and she hurriedly looked left and looked again, "Damn it! I was so addicted to the dragon fight! I didn't see where Fizz went!"

"Where does that little guy like to go, why do you care so much." Syndra didn't like the little yordle, he always reminded her of the electric mouse who had a fight with her in Ionia.

"Fiz is also a friend of Mr. Lothar anyway." Nami reminded, "Although Mr. Fitz has a bad temper, he has also helped us a little."

"Then what should we do?" Syndra rolled her eyes, "Lothar didn't find it, the two big guys jumped off the boat, and now the little ones are gone too, do you want to find them one by one?"

"This..." Nami was at a loss for words, and it didn't seem like a good idea to find them one by one.

"Find Lothar first, listen to what he has to say, Nami comes with me." Syndra finally made a decision. She flew to the fortress, planning to take a good rest in her room.

"That...I still have a question." Da Ya raised her hand weakly.

Syndra glared at Daya impatiently: "If you ask nonsense, just wait to be thrown down."

"Don't! I just wanted to ask about this fortress!"

"What happened to the fortress?"

"Did you lose it before?"

"So what, isn't it back now?"

Da Ya swallowed: "You just found it back, how did it float in the sky, doesn't it need your magic to fly, just like the Leviathan..."

Syndra and Nami were stunned at the same time.

"Yeah..." Syndra looked at the air fortress, "Shouldn't it fall into the sea? Why is it still flying?"

...

Fizz was running around the Shadow Isle, bouncing around.

"Damn it! Don't take me off the boat!" Fitz said angrily, "I won't show him the next time I find a beautiful coral!"

Fitz inserted the trident into the ground, jumped out of the old height with a pole vault, crossed a strait at once, and came to another island: "Well... where did the big dead go? The fog is so thick, I can't see clearly. ,big shark!"

Following Fitz's cry, the dragon shark grinned and emerged from a hole in the ground.

"Do you smell Big Dead?" Fitz hugged the dragon shark's fangs, which were bigger than him.

The dragon shark clenched its mouth twice, indicating that it knew.

"Great! Take me there!" Fitz said happily, "Let's kick his **** together!"

Fitz jumped and sat on the back of the dragon shark, and the dragon shark shook his head and disappeared under the ground.

Not long after, the dragon shark emerged from the ground, and Fitz jumped to the ground, looking left and right looking for Olaf's trace: "Why didn't you see what this is?"

Fitz ran forward and saw a man lying on the ground.

"Lothar!" Fitz exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here! I thought I couldn't find you!"

Fitz happily gave Lothar a hug, then turned his head and scolded the dragon shark: "Really, you can make a mistake with Lothar and the big dead man, is your nose broken?"

Dragon Shark opened his mouth wide in protest.

"You said it's more urgent here, he's not Lothar" Fitz turned to look at the man lying on the ground.

In addition to the appearance, the yordle can also rely on the spirit. The yordle is the inhabitant of the spiritual realm. At a glance, you can see that the Lothar lying on the ground is not him at all.

"It's weird, it's weird." Fizz couldn't understand why Lothar became like this. "It's as weird as chocolate cake stuffed with chili oil... um..."

Fitz held his small head and thought for a while: "Although he is not Lothar, he is Lothar... um, what should I do?"

The dragon shark suddenly shouted, and it roared in one direction.

"What's the matter, big shark!" Fitz jumped up quickly. He was just thinking about things and didn't pay attention, but when the dragon shark reminded him, he immediately discovered the situation.

A man appeared beside them.

A pale-skinned woman.

"Who are you!" Fitz instinctively felt vigilant. He rarely directly became hostile to people, but he didn't like this woman very much, and the trident stabbed straight at her.