Legends of Runeterra

Chapter 687 The tribe's expectations

"Bang~!"

"In short, Avarosa now needs to focus more on the southern region instead of focusing on me personally!

There is no need to discuss this matter any further!"

Ashe stood up, and her icy blue eyes, representing the Iceborn, scanned everyone in the council hall.

The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet at this moment.

It is true that Ashe's reputation for "kindness" has long been known throughout the Freljord, but "kindness" does not mean weakness.

Many members in the parliament hall who joined Avarosa after being "conquered" by Ashe personally have the deepest understanding of this.

"Ahem~!"

An old man with white hair and beard, who had lived to such an age in the harsh environment of the Freljord as a non-Iceborn, stood up tremblingly from not far from Ashe's main seat.

"Since War Mother Ashe has expressed her opinion, we will just follow her will.

If you or someone you know really wants to become the blood ally of the 'Reincarnation of Avarosa', then show your true abilities and make the tribe more prosperous.

Instead of here, relying on the kindness of the War Mother, repeatedly launching this petition topic!"

"..."

Looking at the silent crowd, Ashe waved her hand.

"Okay, the meeting is over, go do whatever you need to do!"

"Yes, Lady War Mother!"

All the participants stood up, saluted, and walked towards the door.

Ashe rubbed his brows and looked up, only to find that the old man who had spoken earlier was still standing there.

"Grandpa Flock, do you have anything else to do?"

Ashe respects this old man, who was a survivor of the Avarosa tribe during the time when Frenna was the commander, and who watched her grow up, from the bottom of her heart, this old man who is loyal to the Avarosa tribe, no matter for his former fighting ability or his current wisdom.

"Mother Zhan, please forgive me for what happened today."

The old man leaned on his cane and bowed to Ashe to apologize.

"Crack~!"

Ashe held Flock's arm and stopped the old man from saluting.

"Grandpa Flock, you don't have to do this. I don't blame you."

"Thank you, Warmother. We all have great faith in you and that you can make Avarosa more prosperous. However, no matter how powerful a warrior is, he cannot defeat the enemy called 'time'.

The new life flowing with your blood is our future and the future of Avarosa.

so..."

The old man did not continue speaking, but just stared at Ashe quietly with his cloudy eyes that shone with wisdom.

"I understand. Don't worry, I will make plans."

"Well, by the way, War Mother, I heard that you brought back the benefactor who faced the Scarlet Devil, why didn't I see him?"

"Uh... Li En doesn't like big scenes, so he went to meet his friends."

"Is that so? That's good... War Mother, maybe you can..."

"Okay, Grandpa Flock, it's getting late, and I still have some things to do, so you should go to bed early."

"Haha~! Okay, okay, Mother Zhan, go ahead and get busy."

"Ah."

Ashe left the council hall with Floch, and then each of them left in one direction.

Flock, leaning on a cane, walked slowly under the escort of the guards.

"Okay, I'm here, you can go back first."

"Yes, Master Flock."

Watching the guard disappear around the corner in the distance, Flock staggered to the door.

"Ahem~!"

"Has the gentleman arrived at the tavern?"

"Yes, Senior Flock."

A cold voice sounded from the shadows, and Frenna slowly walked out.

"Very good, Frenna, now it's up to you."

"Don't worry, senior. Everything is going smoothly."

"Hmm...Ah~!"

Flock nodded, then let out a long sigh of relief.

"I don't know what this girl Ashley is hesitating about. Such a powerful and suitable target appeared in front of her, but she didn't make a move yet."

"Perhaps the War Mother has her own ideas."

"Well, but the opportunity won't wait for anyone. If any problems arise during this operation, I will bear all the consequences.

Frenna, go ahead and do it."

"I understand, Senior Flock."

Frenna nodded, then stepped back into the shadows and left.

"Click~!"

An old hand pushed open the door, and Flock walked slowly into the room with a cane.

"Ah~! Anivia, please give me another chance to see the birth of a new life..."

...

"Gus! Gus! Gus!"

Inside the Ice Arrow tavern, a group of drinkers surrounded two figures and shouted in unison using the ancient drinking language passed down from the Freljord.

Li En and Gragas, who were surrounded by the crowd, had already swept the ox-horn cups under their feet, and were surrounded by empty wine barrels, some upside down and some standing up.

At this moment, both of them were holding wine barrels, and the wine was pouring into their mouths.

"Hoo~!"

“Boom~Boom~!”

With a long sigh, Li En threw the wine barrel away.

"Great! Another bucket!"

"Hiccup~~!!!

I...Me too..."

Gragas let out a loud burp, wiped his wet beard and shouted.

“Boom! Boom!”

The wine barrel that had been prepared long ago fell in front of the two of them. Gragas pulled out the cork, held up the barrel and looked at everyone.

“May everyone be able to drink the wine they always dream of!”

“May everyone survive every cold winter!”

"Come on, do it!"

"Come on, Master. Drink this Iceborn!"

"Come on, Iceborn. You have the strongest blood in the Freljord!"

"Wuhu, drink! We must decide the winner today!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the two began drinking again.

“Gurgle~Gurgle~Gurgle~!”

The wine poured into their mouths rapidly, and the tilt angle of the wine barrels held high in their hands became larger and larger.

"Gulu~!"

Suddenly, Gragas's huge body trembled slightly, and the cheers of the crowd stopped instantly, and their eyes were fixed on the winemaking master.

“Gurgle~Gurgle~!”

"Hoo~!"

Seeing Gragas continue, his supporters all breathed a sigh of relief.

“Puff~! Cough cough cough~!!!”

"Boom~!"

The heavy wine barrel smashed to the ground, and Gragas' face turned red and he kept coughing.

"Are you alright, Gragas?"

"Hiccup~!"

The brewing master who kept burping looked up. Li En, who had already finished the barrel and was only a little drunk, was looking at him with a smile.

"Li En, you... lied to me. You can drink so much, but you still said you were just the first in the shabby Ningshuang Port...

Your drinking capacity...I should have heard of it a long time ago!"

"Haha~! I'm not lying to you. Frost Harbor is number one because I only drank there."

"Hahaha~! So that's how it is. Okay, I lose this time!"

"Convinced?"

"I'm not convinced! Just wait, next time...next time I will definitely..."

Gragas closed his eyes and was about to fall to the ground.

"Crack~!"

Li En supported the other person and put him on a heavy and solid table specially designed to deal with drunkards.

"The winner tonight is... the Iceborn Warrior!!!"

"Wuhu~! The ice bloodline is invincible!"

"Hahaha~! I won, come on, buy me a drink!"

"Hahaha~! Awesome! I witnessed the most outrageous record in history tonight!"

Facing the cheering crowd, Li En slightly raised his right hand to signal. As the winner, everyone in the pub immediately cooperated and quieted down.

"Everyone, we're having a great time tonight, so let's drink until dawn, and I'll pay for it!"

"Long live the Iceborn Warriors!!!"

The cheers of the drinkers shook the roof of the pub slightly.

Under the bartender's hesitant gaze, Li En directly threw out a heavy bag.

“Ding-dong~!”

The bartender staggered and caught it, opened it and checked, the golden light made all the doubts on his face disappear, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Go ahead and let everyone drink to their heart's content!"

"Yes, Lord Iceborn!"