Legends of Runeterra

The back door of the 'Hydra' tavern.

Compared to the neat, clean and magnificent front door, this place is more in line with the style of Bilgewater - muddy and damp.

"Bang~!"

The door was pushed open roughly, and with it, a figure flew out.

“Pah~!”

The mud and water soaked the gorgeous clothes, but the man who was thrown out did not move.

"Ahem! Pah!"

He spat in disdain and the thugs closed the door.

“Chichichi~!”

As the lights faded, some obscene figures slowly emerged from the dark corners.

Looking at the motionless figure not far away, the dock rats, which were as big as kittens, became restless.

After hesitating for a while, the largest guy among them slowly approached the man.

Just as the teeth were about to bite the man.

"Uh..."

“Chichichi~!”

The dock rat scurried back into the corner.

"Hiss~! Cough cough cough~ Ugh~!"

As soon as he took a breath, a fishy smell filled the man's mouth, making him retch.

Standing up with difficulty, the man stared at the back door of the tavern where an oil lamp was hanging on the wall.

Anger, unwillingness, resentment...all kinds of emotions intertwined on the man's face, forming a hideous and terrifying face.

After a long silence, the man limped out of the alley.

"Hey~! Isn't this Dalit sir? It seems that your plan of making a small profit with a big investment has failed~!"

A man as strong as a standing black bear appeared at the entrance of the alley.

The tall figure almost blocked the entire alley, and its shadow enveloped the man.

"Cha, Cha, Charles..."

"Haha~! Why are you so nervous? You know, without my introduction and funding, you don't know where to get those 574 golden sirens~!"

The strong Charles walked towards Dalit step by step. However, listening to the other party's ridicule, Dalit's face was filled with anger, and he ignored the difference in body size.

"Fuck you, Charles, what kind of friend are you? My house, store, and ship are all worth less than 600 gold krakens!?

You are even lower than a sandworm, I..."

"Crack~!"

The loud slap echoed in the alley, and even though the light was poor here, one could vaguely see Dalit's face swelling up quickly.

"you..."

"How dare you talk to me like that?"

Graves looked at the slap mark on Trist's face and felt an indescribable sense of comfort in his heart.

In a trance, the resentment accumulated during the ten years in prison seemed to dissipate a lot under this slap.

But he still remembered the task assigned by Li En, so he continued to act.

"Do you think you can sell your junk for that much money? Did you forget the seventy-four gold sirens I lent you?

Now, pay me back!"

"me..."

"Pah pah pah~!"

"Haha~! Don't be nervous. Looking at your expression, I know I can't afford it."

Graving Trist's collar with one hand and patting his face, Graves showed a hideous smile on his face.

"It doesn't matter, luckily you still have this face, you know, some masters like this.

I will help you make the connection, and by then, let alone less than 600 gold Siren coins, you will definitely be able to earn more..."

"Bang~!"

A crotch-kicking kick hit the target accurately.

"Hmm~!"

With a painful groan, Graves' eyes bulged out. He let go of Drizzt and hunched over, covering his vital parts.

"Ahem! Bah! Screw you, Charles. If you like it, go sell it yourself!"

Drizzt ran toward the alley while launching an attack that caused no damage but great insult.

"Huff, huff~! Damn it, you better not let me catch you!"

"屮!"

Looking at Graves who quickly recovered and stood up and chased after him, Trist cursed angrily and quickened his pace again.

...

"Wow~!"

It is not so much a river as it is a channel made up of narrow passages between islands, lying across the end of the road.

"Huhuhu~!"

Leaning against the railing, Drizzt's face turned pale and he was gasping for breath.

"Ding-deng-deng~!"

Heavy footsteps were heard, and Graves' tall figure appeared around the corner.

"Huhuhu~!"

"Fuck, this time I... huhu~! See where you can run!"

"Don't...Hoohoo~! Don't come over here!"

"Hahaha~! How... do you dare to jump down!?"

"I..."

"Go back with me, obediently!"

"Shit! I'd rather die than do that!"

Drizzt leaned over the railing and flipped over.

"Plop~!"

When Graves reached the railing, only slight ripples remained on the river.

"Hey, hey, hey~!"

Bilgewater curses, echoing on the river.

...

"Gulu~!"

After swallowing a mouthful of the deadly salty sea water, Trist struggled violently in the water.

However, after being beaten severely first and then running violently, he suddenly fell into the icy sea water, and his limbs inevitably began to spasm.

"Wow~!"

A whirlpool formed at the bottom of the water, and strangely pushed the cramped Trist directly to the shore.

"Cough cough cough~! Ugh~!"

"You look like you're in a little trouble, my friend."

A deep and magnetic voice came from not far away, and Drizzt, who was retching, suddenly raised his head.

"Who! Who's there!?"

“Rustle~Rustle~!”

The grass parted, and an unusually fat figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

Gray-brown skin, a big mouth with fine fangs, and a somewhat funny outfit that was made of two coats sewn together so that the other person could wear it.

The visitor stared at Drizzt, his dark yellow eyes without a trace of pupils revealing a kind look.

"You...you are...two coats!?"

Listening to the panicked and fearful voice of the mortal in front of him, a smile appeared on the monster's face.

Raising his equally fat hand, the monster carefully picked up the top hat on his head with his sharp nails and gave Trist an elegant gentleman salute.

"Hello, my friend, if you like, I would prefer you to call me Tam."

"Mr. Tam... Hello... I'm Dalit Haan..."

"Don't be nervous my friend. I saw a poor man fall into the water earlier. I couldn't bear it and I just lent a hand to help him."

"This...you just saved me!?"

"Yes."

Looking at the calmed-down mortal, Tam's smile became even kinder.

"It may be a little presumptuous, but Mr. Dalit, you seem to be in some trouble, right?"

"I..."

'Come on, make a wish to me for more gold coins!'

Tam stroked the tentacles on his mouth like a human strokes his beard.

"I think you're the one in trouble~! Hehe~!"

"Om~!"

A figure quietly appeared beside Trist, and at the same time an invisible barrier spread.

"Good evening, Tam Kench."

Being stared at by those scarlet eyes, Tam was confused and uncertain.