Legends of Runeterra

"Alright, everyone, this is all we have to say about the Harvest Festival and the Battle Festival. We must maintain order in the city over the next few days and make sure everything goes smoothly!"

"Warmother Ashe, rumors about the winner of the Battle Festival..."

As this question was asked in the crowd at the long table, all the warriors who were confident in their own strength raised their heads and looked at Ashe in the main seat with excitement and anticipation.

Facing everyone's gaze, Ashe's ice-blue eyes calmly swept across everyone, and finally stopped her gaze on the warrior who asked the question.

A biting chill surged into his heart, but in order to achieve his goal, the warrior gritted his teeth and looked into Ashe's eyes.

"Like you said, it's 'rumor', understand, Manus?"

"Yes, Warmother!"

"Very good, everyone go and get busy."

A group of people stood up, bowed and left. Soon, Ashe was the only one left at the main seat at the long wooden table that was originally full of people.

"Hoo~!"

With a sigh of relief, Ashe's empty eyes swept across the surrounding walls. Any one of them was enough to make a Freljord warrior brag about it for the rest of his life.

However, none of these terrifying beasts could compare to the aura that Ashe vaguely sensed from the scar on the left shoulder of the stranger Li En.

Standing up gently, Ashe walked to the window. For ordinary people, the biting cold wind blowing on her face was only slightly chilly.

“Tatttatt~!”

Clear footsteps sounded.

"Mother War!"

"What's wrong, Frenna, did something happen outside?"

Looking back at the Iceborn who also had white hair and a well-proportioned and agile body, Ashe smiled.

Frenna, the chief scout of Avarosa appointed by Ashe herself, has always been loyal and played an important role in the development of the tribe.

"Master Zhan Mu, the spies sent news that the guys in the north have become unusually active."

"North? You mean 'Winter's Claw'?"

“Yes, War Mother. It’s obviously about to enter winter and the climate there will be even worse, but the personnel are extending outwards contrary to their norm.

Seems to be...looking for something!"

"Is that so? I understand."

“Yes, Lady Warm Mother.

In addition, after the news of the "Battle Festival" was released, the number of foreign population coming to Avarosa increased greatly.

So far, we have arrested a number of suspicious persons."

"Well, the rules have been explained to them before entering the city. These people will be detained for the time being, and we will deal with them appropriately after the festival is over."

"understand!"

Looking at Frenna who was taking notes seriously, Ash reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

"Thank you for your hard work during this period, Florena."

"It's not hard, it's my duty."

Frenna paused, and then a look of hesitation appeared on her face.

"What's wrong, Frenna? There's no need to be so reserved. Just say whatever you want to say."

"Mother War... The leaders of the original large tribes before the tribes merged have been increasingly conflicting in recent days. They..."

"They did this just to let me start the Blood Alliance as soon as possible, right?"

"Mother War..."

"It's okay, just focus on your work, Frenna, I'll take care of everything."

"Yes, Lady War Mother!"

After bowing respectfully, Frenna turned and walked out of the meeting room.

Standing next to the window, her extraordinary eyesight allowed her to easily see the snow and wind slowly falling from the northern mountains in the distance.

In the legend of the Freljord, when the ice phoenix Anivia was born, the fragments of the broken ice egg were swept to the earth by the strong wind from her fluttering wings.

Thus, the first snow in the world came.

"Bring him to me, Master Anivia, is this your guidance for me?"

Looking at the biting cold wind that brought snow and wind in the distance, Ashe prayed silently in her heart.

However, as always, the ancient demigod did not respond to her.

But Ashe was not disappointed at all. After all, she had felt Anivia's call not long ago.

That’s right, Ashe didn’t tell Li En the whole story of their encounter.

In that heavy snowy weather, Ashe felt the call from Anivia.

Following the guidance of that force, Ashe found Li En several kilometers away from the team.

With the guidance of the gods, no matter how strong the wind and snow are, they can get close to him, and Li En has a perfect appearance like a god.

If it wasn't for the fact that Li En was so frank and obviously the manliest man possible, Ashe would have thought that Li En was the manifestation of Anivia.

After a brief daze, Ashe came to her senses and found that Anivia's call had disappeared.

Without much hesitation, Ashe took Li En back personally.

According to Freljord lore, when mortals first appeared on the land, they were welcomed by the icy phoenix Anivia.

Lead them to the sheltered valley, settle down there, and adapt to the elemental power here through tempering.

He nurtured and raised mortals with great care, helping them survive the first few hundred most dangerous years - and mortals worshiped and revered Him for this.

Since obtaining the True Ice Longbow in the nameless gravel tomb of Rakstak, Ashe has received guidance from Anivia twice.

And every time, she led the Avarosa tribe to become better and stronger.

This time, when he met Li En, was the third time Anivia guided him.

At this time, the Avarosa tribe was in a period of undercurrents and frequent discordant voices because Ashe had been slow to choose the "Blood Alliance".

Therefore, when Li En suddenly appeared in front of Ashe, she could not help but guess the intentions of this kind god.

But Li En's identity as a foreigner and the fact that Anivia never made her intention clear made Ashe hesitant and uncertain.

Therefore, Ashe maintained a warm and welcoming but not overly intimate attitude towards Li En.

"God, why don't you just tell me directly?"

"Hoo~!"

The cold wind from far away in the mountains has now blown into the city of Avarosa.

The wind blew in from the window, mixed with snowflakes, and gently hit Ash's face.

The cool feeling on her cheek interrupted her thoughts.

"I'm sorry, Master Anivia. I was a little too greedy."

Bowing to the cold wind blowing from the north, Ashe turned and left the window.

The guidance of the gods is something that is beyond the reach of mortals, and the same was true for the previous two times of guidance.

If you want to gain the wisdom of God, you must first clear away the fog ahead.

Having succeeded twice, Ashe is confident that she can do it.

...

As the sun sets, the cold wind that sweeps in the snow grows colder in the darkness.

Outside the city of Avarosa, a muddy and disheveled team was advancing slowly and with difficulty.