Legends of Runeterra

As the two kings faced off, the chaotic Bilgewater fell into a rare moment of calm.

Small gangs dare not act rashly, for fear of becoming stumps under the gunfire.

The big gangs lie in wait to see whether to congratulate the old king on his title defense or to celebrate the birth of the new king.

Of course, compared to these two, what they would like to see is that both sides suffer losses, and then a bloody feast will begin that will drive everyone crazy.

...

As the Harrowing approaches, the nights in Bilgewater are often moonless and starless.

The same is true tonight.

"Hoo~!"

The sea breeze blew by with a faint smell of fish. This smell, which was unbearable to outsiders, made the sailors who were on night watch feel at ease.

The sailors, who had been on duty for almost the entire second half of the night, were inevitably exhausted.

Coupled with the warm and humid sea breeze, my eyelids began to twitch unconsciously.

Silently, a dark hand emerged from the water and pressed on the hull of the Siren.

Then, like an octopus with suction cups, figures shrouded in a faint mist climbed up the hull from the water.

Standing on the deck, the thin man in the lead gestured a few times and led the four people to quickly shuttle back and forth on the Siren.

Their skilled postures made them seem as if they were the sailors on this ship.

"Humph! You dare to confront the captain with your level? You really don't know how to live or die!"

Carlo walked past the lax guards with ease, secretly feeling disdainful in his heart.

'If I had just gone and got Sarah...'

This bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind, but after just a few seconds, Carlo gave up the idea.

It's not that he was afraid of failure. He was confident in his skills and the lax guards on the Siren that he could do it.

The bloody and cruel methods of their captain have been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every crew member.

Captain Planck did not give the order, so Carlo did not dare to act on his own.

Without any pause, he moved forward quickly on the Siren.

Soon, the five people approached the captain's room.

Looking at the four tall, strong and energetic guards guarding the door of the captain's room and the next room, Carlo took out a small bottle from his arms and unscrewed it.

"Hoo~!"

The colorless and odorless medicine evaporated and blew towards the guards along the sea breeze.

Without any movement, the four guards rolled their eyes and fainted.

"Shua~!"

The other four assassins shrouded in mist caught them one by one in an instant.

Carlo showed a look of disdain on his face and crouched in front of the keyhole.

"Click~!"

Drizzt, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. However, he had been given anesthesia, and except for breathing and normal movement of his eyes, he could not move at all.

"Shua~!"

Several dark shadows flashed into the room.

"Om~!"

Demon-breaking, imprisonment, silence, weakness... various talismans carved from the bones of sea monsters were activated and pressed on Trist.

The amulet that was originally placed on him for camouflage only flashed for a moment and then there was no movement.

The sight of the flashing amulets made Carlo's mouth curl up uncontrollably, and he simply raised his hand and waved.

"take away!"

"Shua~!"

Trist felt like a crab caught from the sea, with every joint instantly bound by exquisite rope techniques.

Finally a rag soaked in cold sea water was stuffed into his mouth.

Salty, fishy, ​​smelly, bitter, all kinds of flavors bloomed on Trist's tongue. The indescribable taste made him roll his eyes.

His limbs were weak and he could feel the sea water flowing down his mouth and into his throat.

'Damn, no matter who you are, when the anesthetic wears off, I will make sure you die!'

Staring closely at the man in black who stuffed rags into his mouth, even though the man had his face covered, Trist still tried hard to engrave the man's figure in his mind.

Carlo and others casually nailed a blood-stained letter on the table with a fishbone dagger, and left quickly.

...

Surrounded by the 'holy mist', Lee En, Gwen and Sarah sat on the sofa in the room.

"Thanks Gwen, 'Holy Mist' is really useful!"

"You're welcome Li En, I'm glad I could help you."

"Haha~! But this group of people is really neat. I just hope Trace drinks too much sea water."

Watching Carlo and others leave, Li En picked up the teacup and took a sip, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"Sarah, I'll leave it to you to handle the rest."

"Sarah?"

"Hmm? Sorry, Li En, I was a little distracted."

"It's okay. You've been busy lately, so make sure you get some rest."

"Okay Lee En."

Facing the arm that Li En stretched out, Sarah leaned her body and leaned into Li En's arms.

As for Gwen, Lee En had introduced her to Sarah on the night he arrived. She was a doll with a mysterious origin, possessing strange magic, but very polite and cute.

Li En's trust in Gwen made Sarah treat her as her own.

"Do you want to go back and rest? There's still some time before dawn."

"No, it's almost time. I have to go and perform for the traitors."

"Yeah, okay, be safe."

"Haha~! I've been wearing the ring you gave me~!"

Sarah hugged Li En and then walked away briskly.

...

"Haaa~!"

"Bang~!"

Graves let out a long sigh and slammed the empty wooden wine glass, or keg, onto the bar.

Graves touched the barrel of New Destiny and a smile appeared on his face.

"Damn, that's great! Give me another drink!"

"Bang~!"

A full barrel of wine was placed in front of him. The aroma of alcohol made Graves' throat surge. Just as he was about to pick up the glass, a low voice of conversation reached his ears.

"Hey, have you heard that the Pirate King Gangplank has captured the father of the Sea Queen Sarah!"

"Fuck you, what father? Which drunkard told you this?"

"Huh? Why, do you have any other news?"

"Hehe~! Does Chucks know? He's my best brother, the man who works in the Siren Fleet!

The inside information he told me personally is absolutely authentic!"

"Bang~!"

A heavy wine glass smashed in front of the two men. When they raised their heads in annoyance, a majestic figure sat down.

"Come on, I'm curious too, tell me about it!"

After glancing at the shotgun of exaggerated caliber behind Graves, the two swallowed and decisively gave in.

"This boss..."

"Stop talking nonsense and just speak directly!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Actually, the truth is that Sarah arranged a very powerful thief to steal Gangplank's treasure. It is rumored that Gangplank hid all the stolen treasures, and the clue is hidden on that treasure.

The thief was caught by Gangplank, but the treasure disappeared.

Now Sarah is planning to snatch the thief back before Gangplank can tell her where the treasure is!"

"Oh? Anything else? Where did that thief come from?"

“Uh… I don’t know about that. Rumor has it that the thief can throw cards, which took Gangplank’s men a lot of effort.

But I think this is just something that drunkard made up. How can playing cards hurt people? Hahahaha~!"

"Bang~!"

The wine glass fell over and the sailor's laughter caught directly in his throat.

"Cards..."

Graves' face darkened and he stood up and left the table.

...

"Bang~!"

Graves kicked open the fan door of the tavern and strode away.

Instead of listening to the two drunks' one-sided words, he went around several bars in different locations.

The more accurate the information he obtained, the darker his complexion became.

"I didn't expect that I would find you just because I changed my ruthless weapon!"

Gently stroking the cold gun barrel, Graves smiled grimly.