Chapter 311 Plan
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No matter her demeanor or tone, people can feel a sincere tenderness and kindness.
But everyone will find an inexplicable sense of distance from Soraka.
It was as if what was in front of him was not a real person, but a book of mythological stories used by people to imagine and admire the images of gods.
This makes Wei and others very uncomfortable.
They wanted to have more contact with the gentle Soraka, but the seemingly absent barrier made it difficult for them to find topics of conversation in front of Soraka.
It was because of this that Wei suddenly said goodbye.
And when Wei and his party left, Soraka, who was still standing at the entrance of the courtyard, couldn't help but sigh.
"Still saying that those people on the mountain are aloof..."
She shook her head and whispered softly: "But even after being in the outside world for a long time, I still haven't successfully integrated into humans..."
Soraka turned her head and looked in the direction of Mount Targon.
After being in a daze for a moment, she sighed again.
After closing the courtyard door and turning back to the house, Soraka finally murmured: "If Mount Targon wants to be accepted by humans, it seems that it needs more effort and adaptation..."
With the soft knock of the door, the whole villa completely returned to silence.
the other side.
Wei sent Zhuang Seni to Zaun, and called in a patrolling law enforcement officer, instructing the other party to take Zhuang Seni to the Freljordian refuge camp.
As for Olaf, he stayed.
He vowed to seek revenge on the undead, so he seemed particularly impatient.
Olaf can't wait to know all the information about the undead, and he also wants to get the holy stone weapon that can restrain the undead as soon as possible!
So he almost stuck to Senna's side.
There was no choice but to take Olaf back to Kewen's manor after everyone sent Zhuang Seni away and said goodbye to Zeli who returned home.
The time at this time was close to midnight, but there were no ordinary people in the manor, and the heroes had not rested yet.
Olaf kept chattering to Senna and did not stop until he entered the manor.
Although his voice was not loud, the heroes' five senses were very sensitive, so they all heard Olaf's voice.
As a result, the heroes who had been scattered reunited in the hall on the first floor and met Olaf, the man who broke the silence of the night.
"Who is this stupid guy?"
Miss Fortune, who was sitting on the sofa, was the first to ask.
She held a wine bottle in her left hand and a knife in her right hand to feed herself.
After sizing up Olaf, Miss Fortune asked Wei Han vaguely: "Where did this silly big guy who was making noises come from?"
Wei looked around at everyone and found that everyone was new to the Twin Cities and had never participated in a gladiatorial competition, so naturally they would not know Olaf.
So she introduced everyone: "He is Olaf, a berserker from Freljord."
Vi walked over and sat down next to Miss Fortune, then reached out and grabbed a piece of meat from her plate.
She stuffed the meat into her mouth and said: "He wants to join us to eliminate the undead. As for more specifics, you can ask him directly, or go out to a tavern tomorrow to find out. He will participate in the hero competition in previous years. Is there any outside information? Less information about him."
"The Freljord?"
Miss Fortune looked at Olaf again.
She lifted the bottle and took a swig of wine.
After placing the food down, Miss Fortune raised her bar and asked, "Olav, right? Do you know Braum? He is also from the Freljord."
"Bron?" Olaf was stunned: "Of course we know each other, we have a good relationship."
"Good relationship?"
Miss Fortune immediately smiled boldly: "Then we are friends too, I'll buy you a drink!"
As she spoke, Miss Fortune took out a bottle of wine from the box at her feet and threw it directly at Olaf.
There was a slight 'pop' sound, and Olaf easily caught the bottle.
He was very forthright, and he immediately recognized Miss Fortune based on her attitude.
"Thank you for the wine."
Olaf made a toast gesture: "If you have a chance, come with me to the Freljord. When the time comes, I'll find that big fat man and capture him. I'll treat you to the wine he brewed!"
"Ha ha!"
Miss Fortune laughed: "You are so interesting, come and sit down!"
After a simple exchange, Miss Fortune immediately made the atmosphere friendly.
Everyone sat down around the huge coffee table, and then everyone who had not gone out began to ask Wei about their experiences.
When Wei was almost finished, Jinx heard the sound and popped his head over the guardrail on the second floor.
After discovering that there was only one more Olaf, she immediately lost interest. She just said hello and went back upstairs.
Not long after, Wei finished telling what happened tonight, and everyone understood the cause and effect.
After everything was said, Wei was a little tired.
She drank all the wine in the bottle in her hand, then stood up and said, "Let's talk. I have to go on patrol tomorrow morning, so I went upstairs to rest first. Oh, by the way, Lucian."
She pointed at Olaf: "Then you find him a guest room on the second floor."
"no problem."
Lucian nodded in agreement.
Vi said good night to everyone, then called Caitlin and walked upstairs together.
When Vi and Caitlin left, only the newcomers were left in the hall.
No one present had ever participated in the Hero Competition. Only Miss Fortune had participated once, but she gave up halfway.
This group of heroes from far and wide reintroduced themselves to Olaf.
Miss Fortune and the Leviathan Priest from Bilgewater;
Ahri from Ionia;
Revan from Noxus;
There are also Gwen from the Shadow Isles and Rengar from Ixtal.
Finally, there are Lucian and Senna who have no fixed place to live.
Olaf is a berserker, and his personality is basically a reckless one.
And reckless men are basically very forthright people.
So he quickly got along with everyone, and the unfamiliar barriers were quickly eliminated.
After everyone talked, they found that everyone had a deep or shallow hatred for the undead.
In this way, everyone becomes more friendly.
After chatting for more than an hour, no one showed any intention of resting.
At this time, Senna suddenly changed the topic of chat.
"Lucian." She asked her lover: "What do you think about the disaster that Mount Targon will face?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Lucian pondered for a moment.
Then he raised his eyes again, took a deep breath and said, "I want to help!"
He explained: "Those people living on Mount Targon are indispensable helpers for the entire world to fight against Foego!"
"I don't know their specific strength, but if they can survive in that extreme environment, they must be strong!"
At this time, the sea beast priest interjected: "They are people close to the gods."
She explained: "Because I believe in gods, I know some information. There are some existences on Mount Targon that even my gods are afraid of and don't want to provoke!"
These words made Senna's eyes brighter.
She and Lucian looked at each other and motioned for her lover to continue.
Lucian's tone also got rid of hesitation, and he continued with more confidence: "Although the prophet lady said that Mount Targon needs this ordeal, I think they should try to avoid casualties as much as possible! Let Targon be preserved more combat power"
"Stop laying the groundwork."
Miss Fortune urged with an impatient look: "Hurry up and tell me your decision."
Lucian nodded.
He expressed his plan: "I want to help Mount Targon fight the undead!"
"That's what I thought too."
Senna echoed: "If we can recruit powerful helpers for the team, we will have more confidence in defeating Foyego in the future!"
"I'll go with you!"
The poodle Rengar immediately showed his claws!
He was frightened by Corwin's transformation magic, so he had to curb his hunting nature.
Since he couldn't hunt the masters here in the Twin Cities, he could only return to his original intention of hunting the undead for revenge.
So he was the first to express his willingness to join!
And Olaf is naturally not to be far behind.
"I am coming too!"
The fighting spirit rose in him: "When can I get the holy stone weapon?! I will never let go of any opportunity to take revenge on the undead!!"
"Soon." Senna responded with a smile: "The holy stones here in the Twin Cities are very rich. Tomorrow morning, I will ask the factory to tailor weapons for you."
"Okay!" Olaf was extremely satisfied: "That's no problem for me! This time I will go fight the undead with you!"
"I'll join in too."
Raven smiled and said slowly, "I said, I will follow you to help until this disaster is over."
"And I!"
Gwen quickly raised her arms: "I also want to be with you at any time!"
"I am coming too."
Ah Li rubbed the ornament hanging on his waist: "I haven't been to the area of Mount Targon yet. Maybe I can find some clues about my life experience there."
Everyone who expressed their opinions laughed, and as more and more people joined the action, the atmosphere in the living room gradually became higher.
Then, everyone looked at Miss Fortune and Sea Beast Priest, who had yet to express their opinions.
As a result, Miss Fortune suddenly poured a bucket of cold water on her.
"Sorry, I can't."
She shook her head: "I have too many things to do here. Not to mention there is a large boatload of people that need to be taken care of. I also have to keep an eye on the Bilgewater people who have come to seek refuge."
Miss Fortune shrugged and spread her hands: "The disaster must end one day. If I don't keep an eye on those bastards, I'm afraid there won't be a place for me when I return to Bilgewater."
Everyone expressed their understanding.
Next comes the sea beast sacrifice.
She shook her head apologetically: "Sorry, I can't do that either."
She looked at the animal-headed statue placed not far away: "I have been punished by my god for taking action in Bilgewater."
"And being allowed to fight in Demacia is because my god is doing it for the sake of the God of Wind."
The sea beast priest sighed slightly: "So, I can act according to the command of the twin cities, but I can no longer join any private actions."
Hearing this, everyone expressed their understanding again.
Although the two masters Miss Fortune and Sea Beast Priest were missing, Senna felt that the number of people was enough.
They are not going to destroy the undead, but to go to Mount Targon to provide assistance.
Therefore, it is enough to have these people who have expressed their opinions and joined.
So, after comforting the sea beast priest, Senna began to arrange an action plan.
The first thing is to customize the holy stone equipment for Olaf, and then everyone has to consider the rush.
After all, there is no Hex flying gate on the other side of Mount Targon, so everyone has to find a way to reach Mount Targon before the undead.
After some discussion, Senna finally decided to ask Vi for help tomorrow.
She wanted to try to borrow a flying battleship from the Twin Cities.
Although this plan is not perfect, it is settled for the time being.
When the bell rang at three o'clock in the night, everyone finally ended the night chat and went back to the guest room to rest.
In the workshop on the top floor, Ke Wen shook his head while fiddling with parts.
In his eyes, the discussion between Senna and others was like a farce.
They have too little understanding of the Twins' strength.
It's a matter of perspective.
Even if they saw the strength of Vi and Jinx with their own eyes, no one believed that the two sisters could destroy Foyego.
Senna and others have some double standards in their perceptions.
For Foyego, they regard each other's strength as a strength beyond recognition.
As for the strength of Wei and Jinx, everyone only saw the limits of what they could understand.
The ages of Wei and Jinx are too deceptive. Based on the ages of the two sisters, everyone feels that no matter how strong they are, they will definitely not be stronger than Foego.
Moreover, Wei and Jinx lack the temperament of masters.
The combination of various reasons makes Wei and Jinx's strength greatly underestimated.
Therefore, Senna and others made some redundant plans because of their lack of trust.
Although Corwin was amused, he wouldn't stop it.
Let Senna and the others continue to maintain that sense of mission and enthusiasm.
Thinking of this, Kewen reduced his hearing to that of an ordinary person, and then he continued to study the technological equipment in his hands carefully.
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The next day.
The heroes who were preparing to recharge their batteries got up very late.
When everyone got up, Vi and Caitlin had already gone to patrol Piltover.
After having a warm breakfast in the kitchen, Senna didn't have time to go upstairs to thank Kewen who prepared breakfast for everyone. She informed everyone and left the manor directly.
With hurried steps along the way, Senna traveled down to Piltover through teleportation.
After a lot of effort, she walked through the tents scattered everywhere and finally found a team of patrolling law enforcement officers.
She asks the lawmen for Vi's location.
The law enforcement officer reported the situation through the popular wrist watch. After waiting for a while, Wei's location was transmitted to the bureau.
Senna hurriedly thanked her and headed straight to the direction of Hex's flying door.
Vi and Caitlin did not patrol around the city today, but stayed at the Hexfly Gate to handle the work of accepting refugees.
The refugees came from Shurima.
Because the area is vast and sparsely populated, the transmission of news is very slow.
The natural disaster siege in Demacia has ended, but there are still many Shuriman people who have just heard the news that Demacia has been invaded by the undead.
As a result, several nomadic tribes with slow intelligence formed an evacuation team. Today they finally arrived at the Hex Flying Gate on the Shurima side and teleported to the Twin Cities for refuge... (End of this chapter)
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