League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Chapter 42: Beastmasters of the Lochronde Plains

Jade Leader, in the military camp, the torches were flickering.

Garfield, who was sitting on the wooden chair, stared blankly ahead, tightly bound by ropes.

The blonde girl sitting in front of him was the emerald-collared Noxus Dark Iron Guard captain. If he remembered correctly, her name seemed to be Margaret.

No matter how hard he tried to remember, he didn't have the memory of provoking the other party, so why was he in the dungeon.

"Why did you arrest us? We didn't do anything! What happened to Greens and the others?"

"You have a lot of questions."

It seemed that he smiled, but Garfield opened his eyes wide, but found that the other party didn't smile at all.

What a ghost, where did the laughter you heard just now come from?

"Is that how your emerald collar entertains guests?"

Margaret pulled out the dagger from her waist and played with it, without looking at Garfield.

"Then may I ask, where are the guests from the Jade Collar going? Don't they want to stay in the Jade Collar?"

"How could we stay in Emerald Collar! We are going to Demacia! You have no right to detain us!"

Garfield roared loudly, as if this would increase his strength and courage to overwhelm the formidable Noxian woman in front of him.

"Guests to Demacia, really good guests."

With a sound of 'clang', Margaret retracted the dagger to her waist, stood up from the wooden chair, and leaned towards the middle-aged man five meters away.

"A group of animal trainers from the plains of Lockronde, are you going to Demacia to play in the mud? Well, a good trip."

His face suddenly turned white, and Garfield noticed something was wrong and couldn't help but turn his mouth.

"Actually... we're just passing through Demacia, and we'll eventually take a boat on the west coast and return to the Lochronde Plains again."

"Are you still quibbling? It's a pity that your face betrayed you. The snow in Freljord is not as white as your face, but your mouth is tougher than the walls of the immortal fortress. It seems that I have to find some siege. equipment."

"You, what are you doing!?"

Se Li Nei's voice didn't have any effect.

Taking the burning resin torch from the wall, Margaret personally lit the torch on the other side, and the fire illuminated the dark dungeon, but it did not bring any sense of security to Garfield, but made Garfield's bladder feel sick. Loose, dripping yellow liquid dripped from the trouser legs.

A stench spread from the dungeon, but Margaret never changed her face, she just spoke in a cold voice.

"Oh, your courage is not half as strong as your mouth."

The second torch illuminated the torture table in the dark. All kinds of ferocious torture instruments were neatly placed on the table. Even the stone brick walls were covered with hooks and iron cables. The bloodstains on it gave off a terrifying smell in the dim firelight.

Picking up a thin iron thorn more than ten centimeters long from the torture table, Margaret paced up to Garfield with a blank expression and pinched the middle-aged man's thumb.

"I think I should talk to you in another way... Let's start from here."

"Wow! Don't! Don't! Lord Margaret! I say it! I say everything!"

Seeing that the iron thorn was about to dig into his fingernails, Garfield collapsed.

Putting down the iron thorn, she nodded to the recorder who said nothing in the dark, and Margaret said lightly.

"Speak, I don't ask you anything, you can say what you want to say, remember, I only give you one chance to speak, if what you say does not satisfy me, I will use the shroud Cloth covers your mouth and first test how strong your willpower is on you."

With a sad face, Garfield said slowly.

"We are the Kursala people who live in the Lochronde Plain and have lived by herding since childhood.

Half a month ago, a merchant ship bound for Demacia from Shurima passed through Lockronde. There were many Demacian merchants on board.

They brought fresh fruit, spices and fine weapons to the coastal city of Belgün of Shurima, and from Belgün the wool of Shurima, jewels and stray healthy people,

They parked the ship in the harbour of Lockronde, exchanged many domesticated livestock with our tribe, and we also got some good wool of mammoth, but unfortunately these wools were taken by the elders and the patriarchs..."

Taking a careful look at the terrifying woman, Garfield didn't dare to hesitate, for fear that the woman would take out a shroud from behind and stuff it into his mouth.

"On the merchant ship, a big Demacian merchant named Vander said that if an experienced animal trainer can go to Demacia, as long as his name is reported, he can get good treatment and become a German Marcia's guest,

After they left, I gathered a few companions who also had experience in animal taming, formed a traveling convoy, successfully crossed the Valzhu Mountains, and walked the Noxus border in the name of a trade group, eating beef jerky and singing. The ballad, so it crossed the Valoran plains...

Then, UU reading www.uukanshu.com came here and was caught by you inexplicably when I fell asleep, I don't even know where I am..."

After hesitating for a while, he found that Margaret was still looking cold, so Garfield could only bite the bullet and continue.

"We have a lot of livestock over there, most of them tame, sheep, goats, wild boars, and some spotted cows, and some grey pigeons for messengers, which work well, and It's delicious, but it's hard to tame. If you eat one, you'll be beaten by the patriarch...

Uh, I don't have a wife, and I don't have any kids, but maybe I will soon.

The patriarch of Kursala has three wives and two children, his name is Mycohard, the elder is called Polis, he has two wives and one child, and the child belongs to the eldest wife.

The second wife, Stana, hadn't given birth yet. She felt that she would be bullied by the eldest wife of Polis without a child. She found me one night and said that she wanted to try it with me... I tried it with her, and I still have it. No results, but this time back to Stana's belly may be big..."

"Didn't that Demacian businessman named Vander tell you that you are going to Demacia to domesticate some animals?"

Hearing that Margaret took the initiative to ask herself a question, Garfield breathed a sigh of relief, and his face became much better.

"He didn't say it, but I've heard other Demacians say it long ago that there are dragon birds and wyverns on the Urus Mountains in the north of Demacia. I don't think the Demacians are crazy enough to want to surrender. If you tame the terrifying wyvern, then you can only be a dragon bird.

For those big birds that can fly, we also have some reliable ideas, and this is the motivation to go to Demacia to fight hard...

Lord, this is just my guess, and I can't guarantee it's true. "

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