Legends of Runeterra

"Plop~!"

"Ugh~~!!!"

Olaf fell to his knees, and the turbid wine mixed with gastric juice gushed out of his mouth and nose in torrents.

"Ugh~~!!!"

Olaf finally stopped vomiting after a series of dry retching sounds.

“Haa ...

"Boom~!"

"Now, are you sober?"

Accompanied by a sound like a cold winter wind, a pair of familiar, heavy and sturdy iron boots appeared in the sight of Olaf who lowered his head.

Olaf slowly raised his head, his ice-blue eyes staring at him coldly without a trace of emotion.

"Ahem~! Olaf, meet the War Mother!"

Olaf, who had already sworn allegiance to Sejuani, the first person who woke him up from his rage, showed due respect to her.

"Olaf, you missed the meeting."

"Yes, Warmother!"

Looking at Olaf who bowed his head to admit his mistake, Sejuani glanced at Li En who was sitting next to him, but found that the other party was sitting upright in his seat, with no intention of persuading or obstructing him.

"You are still a wimp at heart..."

Although she was somewhat disappointed, Sejuani remained expressionless.

"In the next battle, you must offer ten enemy heads."

"Yes, Warmother!"

"Ah."

With a faint reply, Sejuani was about to turn around and leave.

"Respected Warmother Sejuani, please wait a moment."

"Hmm? Warmblood, you better be okay."

Sejuani stared at Li En coldly, and the flail in her hand shook slightly, as if it would hit Li En on the head in the next second.

"Of course, Warmother Sejuani."

Li En smiled gently, and Sejuani's eyes narrowed, and then a hint of anger inexplicably emerged.

"Warmblood, put away that smile of yours, it's too weak!"

"Uh...well, I didn't mean to offend you."

Seeing Li En quickly put away his smile, the anger on Sejuani's face disappeared.

Li En reached his right hand into his arms, actually took out a necklace from his magic pocket, and opened his hand to show it in front of Sejuani.

"Huh? This..."

"This is the animal tooth necklace that Mr. Udyr gave me. He told me that I could find him with this necklace when I came to Freljord..."

"Wait, Olaf, what's his name?"

"Li En, War Mother, his name is Li En, a friend who once fought alongside me in Bilgewater!"

"Lee...En..."

Sejuani repeated the name in a low voice, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart.

Looking at the animal tooth necklace, I recalled the time when 'sworn father' Udyr had just returned.

"It's you!

But didn't you meet Udyr in Ionia? How did you meet Olaf in Bilgewater?"

"Haha~! I have some businesses in Piltover and Zaun. I am considered a businessman, so I often travel to expand my trade routes.

Now, as you can see, I have come to Ionia."

"Businessman..."

Glancing at the extraordinary silver arm armor on Li En's left arm, Sejuani repeated it without comment.

Whether it was Olaf's bragging after his return, or the "sworn father" Udyr's brief mention of his experience in Ionia, Sejuani, who was only focused on expanding the tribe, never listened carefully.

The warm-blooded man in front of her named Li En obviously had a secret, but just as Sejuani didn't care about what Udyr and Olaf said, she had no interest in the secret hidden by Li En.

"So, you showed this necklace because you want to see Udyr?"

"Yes, Warmother Sejuani."

"If you can keep up, it's up to you."

"Thank you, Mother War."

Under Sejuani's gaze, Li En stopped the habitual smile on his lips.

"Olaf, we'll leave in half an hour."

"Yes, Warmother!"

"Let's go, Bristle."

“Lulu~!”

Sejuani strode away from the gap she had smashed. Steel Mane glanced at Li En secretly, and after seeing him smile at her, he snored a few times and slowly poured the "pig" out of the warehouse.

"Phew! Well done, Lee En."

"Uh...what!?"

"Luckily you didn't stop Mother Zhan from scolding me just now, otherwise not only would I be beaten, but you would probably be implicated as well."

"This is your tribe's internal affair, so I have no intention of interfering out of respect.

But now that you mention it, it’s no wonder that I felt like she gave me a special look just now.”

"Hehe~! Of course not, Mother Zhan is waiting for you to speak up to stop her, and then she will beat you up!"

"Really? It seems your War Mother doesn't like me very much. I have to keep a low profile during the few days I go to the Winter Claw."

"No, you're wrong Lee En!"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Olaf picked up the glass of wine that he signaled the bartender to bring over and took a big gulp to rinse his mouth.

“Haa ...

"Li En, although War Mother is harsh and cold, and her heroic appearance in battle is enough to scare all enemies, I have never seen her make a person who just met not smile at all."

"Ah this..."

"The War Mother has not yet had a 'blood alliance', Li En, you are strong enough to do it, do you want to..."

"Well, let's skip this for now. This is not the reason why I came here."

"Okay, don't worry. When I came back, I told you about my achievements and didn't reveal any information other than your name, so your identity as a businessman will never be exposed."

"Well, thank you."

"Hey! You're so polite!

The War Mother's icy bloodline is, unsurprisingly, at the top of the entire Freljord.

Li En, with your strength, it is not difficult to become the only "blood ally" of the War Mother, you really..."

"Stop, Olaf, you're a berserker, how come you're acting like that?

Let’s stop talking about this topic here!”

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it then."

Olaf carefully observed the expression on Li En's face and found that the other person did not show any sign of movement. He sighed silently in his heart.

Although I did not witness the battle between Li En and the Undead Lord, the fact that Li En returned unscathed was enough to prove how powerful the opponent was.

Coupled with the financial strength demonstrated when setting up the battlefield at the dock, there is no doubt that even though Li En's forces are far away from Freljord, when he set foot in Freljord, he is the top and even the only candidate for the "Blood Alliance" in this land.

"I'm sorry, Mother Zhan, I've tried my best..."

With a sigh in his heart, Olaf temporarily gave up the idea of ​​helping the tribe to win over an extremely powerful person.

"Come on, I'll take you to buy some things you'll need on the road, and then we'll go back to the temporary territory."

"Well, thank you."

Before leaving, Li En casually threw a coin bag to the bartender. Amid his grateful thanks, the two of them slowly walked out the door along the big hole made by the steel bristles.

As for the people in the tavern, they left the tavern quietly and quickly in various ways long after Sejuani and Bristleman left.