LOL: The days of cultivating immortality in Rune Continent

"Leader Irelia, we can't let him go on like this anymore. The soldiers on the front line already have opinions on this."

Irelia sighed deeply in the house. The noise outside the house, the noise of people, and the lost people after the war made Irelia feel confused about her future. At this moment, there was another sound in her ears. heard the voices of the people below.

Irelia turned her head to look, and the elderly woman was still talking, with a serious expression on her face.

"If Linton is allowed to continue talking like this, our military morale will really break down. I know you are not prepared. I can even guess that you don't actually want to be the leader of the Brotherhood. But if you don’t come, then who else can lead us?”

"Irelia, it is because of you that we have the courage to resist Noxus. It is because of you that Navoli can take back this land. Even though the war has changed us, there are... Who will remain unchanged? Everything is changing, Irelia, you don't need to blame yourself for this, it's not your fault." She smiled bitterly, with a complicated expression on her face, yes, everything. Things change.

How could the Ionians in the past clamor to pick up weapons and fight with others?

And she continued:

"Actually, we are the ones who should blame ourselves and feel guilty. It is us adults. It is our incompetence and stupidity that allowed a child to go to the battlefield and let a child bring us victory. This is a shameful thing. , no matter who you are, this is our incompetence, and their incompetence.”

She looked at Irelia, with a trace of sadness on her face, and whispered: "You want Navoli to be peaceful, but you don't dare to take action against those Brotherhood members who want to use hegemony to occupy Navoli." Using swords and guns, relying only on words will lead to the current situation. Irelia, they have begun to push their limits, and now there are even rumors that if you are not willing to lead the Brotherhood, then let someone else do it. If you give them the initiative, wouldn’t the situation become even worse?”

"Don't we have enough blood on our hands?"

"Do you want to make things more complicated and then solve it? But if you wait until then, it will be too late, Irelia."

"But. But I really don't know what I should do. I really don't know what I should do so that I can satisfy everyone." Irelia raised her head and looked at the woman.

Aunt Li, whose husband died two years ago, was one of the first rebels to follow Irelia. She was not a frontline soldier, but she was also a soldier, helping with supplies, supplies, and the wounded.

Irelia cannot ignore her words. It is precisely because of this group of people that Irelia can persevere and fight to the end.

Enduring the grief in her heart, with a hint of confiding in her voice, a look of pleading appeared on Irelia's face. Like before, she hoped to hear the answer from this woman's mouth, just like Yes. Grandma will tell her the same answer.

She whispered: "Can you tell me? Can you tell me what should I do to satisfy everyone? So that everyone can be like before?"

"You are all fighting for me now. What the radicals say makes sense, and what the peaceful faction says also makes sense. However, there is only one Irelia. I cannot meet all of your conditions, even if you look forward to it. I."

Putting her hand on her chest, Irelia murmured.

She couldn't do it, she really couldn't do what was asked of her.

The Passionate believe that after driving away Noxus, they must become stronger. In order to avoid Ionia being invaded next time, they must seize land, expand their army, and strengthen themselves.

But is this any different from Noxian supremacy?

The only difference here seems to be that the rulers changed from Noxus to the Brotherhood of Navoli, right?

This is not Irelia's original intention, nor is it the direction that the Zan family wants, nor is it what grandma would want Irelia to do.

The pacifists believe that now that the war is over, it is time to let everything return to peace. Hatred will only breed more hatred, and hatred will only make us become less like ourselves, which is not what we used to be.

Everything they said made sense, leaving Irelia unable to make a choice.

Sorrow and pain infected her body, and she continued, her voice choked with sobs: "Who should I believe? Auntie, who should I choose?"

"You should believe in yourself, Irelia"

Seeing Irelia in pain, the woman couldn't bear it anymore.

Yes, she is only seventeen years old, she is still a child, she should not bear the hatred of an entire country, tens of thousands of eyes are on her, and new faces she does not know appear every day, and then He looked at her feverishly and placed hope on her.

Her age makes it impossible for her to bear the weight now.

but.

Everyone knows that there really is no one else who can lead the Brotherhood except Irelia.

So, looking at Irelia, she couldn't help but said: "If it doesn't work, just run away for a while. Irelia, just run away, go out to relax, go out and see other places, then It may bring you different insights, I believe all spirits will guide you.”

"Will the spirits guide me?" Irelia raised her head and looked at Aunt Li.

She looked at Irelia lovingly, nodded, and said softly: "Yes, the spirits will definitely guide you, you are so kind."

"."

Irelia was silent.

Want her to go out and take a look?

But can she really go out and take a look?

Give up the current Brotherhood and go out alone?

"."

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In July in Ionia, a girl wearing a bamboo hat, cloth clothes, and her black hair tied high, carrying a strange cloth bag, came to the south of Navoli.

Along the way, she went to many places. She met the Order of the Balance and learned about their doctrines. Although she could not understand them, she was no longer so angry about their inaction. She also went to Puppo covered with ice and snow, met the temples and monks there, and thanked them for their contributions to Ionia.

She wanted to visit the monastery's sanctuary, but failed, because after the war, the monastery was no longer open to outsiders. They were also affected by the war and could no longer return to a peaceful state of mind.

For several months, she met many people along the way and saw many things she had never seen before, but she still didn't understand which path she should choose.

But she did as Aunt Li said, and her mood improved a lot after she came out.

The heavy pressure was still there, but she could ignore it, because now every Ionian has a heavy past, and no one lives a safe and worry-free life.

Even the saints in the Temple of Eternal Life are losing themselves.

Since even the supreme saints who have lived for thousands of years are confused by this, let alone a 17-year-old girl like her?

Thinking of this, she felt better.

So, she prepared to move south again to see the place where she once fought.

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"Hey, girl, why did you come here alone?"

The old farmer who was driving the ox cart suddenly asked.

Irelia was eating dry food. When she heard the voice, she quickly put down the dry food and said respectfully: "I plan to go to Weili to see Wuji."

"What are you going there for? There is no one living there anymore. The poison gas destroyed the place and failed to protect the land, which made the local natural spirit unhappy. The place is not suitable for human habitation now." The old farmer turned his head and looked at the girl, asking with a strange look on his face.

"Besides, there are quite a few Noxians recently."

"Noxus?" Irelia frowned, sat up straight and looked at the old farmer, and said in a deep voice: "Can you tell me about it?"

"Of course, this is not a big deal. After the war, many Noxians were afraid that the Brotherhood would come to kill them, so they ran to live in the south. Yes, you heard it right, living with the southern people of Navoli."

"Why? Don't you all hate them?" Irelia blinked.

This matter was impossible to put in the camp. Irelia once said to let those Noxians go home and expel them, and then she was assassinated.

Well, the assassination was done by her own people.

Irelia's weapon was stained with the blood of Ionians, which was something she would never forget.

Therefore, she was really shocked to hear the old farmer say that the Ionians in the south lived with Noxians.

"Ha, hate? Of course I hate it! I want to kill them with my own hands, but what can I get in return for killing them?" The old farmer laughed and continued, "In exchange for a moment of pleasure, and then what awaits me is endless sadness? Girl, I'm not saying that I don't want revenge, of course I want revenge, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid that after I get revenge, I will lose the goal of living."

"Even now, I haven't forgotten the hatred, but I really don't want to kill them anymore, and of course, I don't deal with them." The old farmer drove the old cow forward and headed south.

"I just want to live a good life now, and then, sleep in the ground with this hatred. If possible, I don't want future generations to be blinded by hatred." The old farmer's voice reached Irelia's ears, making her eyes brighter.

"However, the good thing is that these guys have left. I heard that Noxus is calling them back, you know? Girl, some time ago, Marson spread the news that there was a master living there. I haven't seen him with my own eyes, but I have heard a lot about him."

"What about solving hundreds of Noxians with one move, flying down from the sky, and being so handsome that it's unbelievable."

"Haha, that must be a story made up by the locals. If there is such a master, why didn't he show up when the Noxians invaded us?" The old farmer spit on the ground with disdain and said loudly.

"Master, Marson?"

"Yes, aren't you going to the south? If you have a chance, you can help me witness it, how about it?"

Irelia didn't speak, and looked at the old farmer's back in silence.

Master?

What the old farmer didn't know was that Ionia did have many masters.

Many people thought that Irelia won the war, but in fact, the war was won because of the Saint. She destroyed a hundred-meter-long warship with one blow and sank thousands of Noxians in the sea with one blow. It was because of her that the Noxians lost their will to fight.

And Irelia knew there were many masters like her in Ionia.

So. Master?

Taking a deep breath, Irelia asked, "Excuse me, how do I get to Marson?"

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Outside a wooden house in Marson.

Sett was attacking a branch, and next to him was Rowan, who was waving his fingers on a bamboo recliner.

Glancing at Rowan and then at the branch in front of him, Sett gritted his teeth and felt unhappy.

Damn it.

He had been fighting for three months against a broken piece of wood and couldn't beat it!

If a piece of wood was so powerful, how powerful must Rowan be?

Forget it, this is not what he should think about now. What he should do now is to strengthen himself as soon as possible, defeat this broken branch, and then start the next stage of training that Rowan prepared for him.

Smoke rose, and Rowan, who was lying on the chair, moved his nose. Well, Yu was cooking.

This is the good thing about being a wife. When I think about when I was at home, Lux, Kaisa, and Sona, none of them could cook!

That's right, Sona can't cook either!

Although Sona gives people the feeling that a wife's skills are full, except for music and cleaning, Sona's cooking skills are really not good.

As for Lux and Kaisa, Sona can at least cook something. It may not taste good, but it's edible. But what about these two? They are really the ones who open their mouths to eat and stretch out their hands to wear clothes.

Just thinking about it, Rowan suddenly raised his eyes and looked forward, then he raised his hand.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Sett, who was holding a branch, shouted, and then screamed and looked at the branch and rushed into the jungle.

Turning his head to look at Rowan, he saw that Rowan had sat up straight.

"Ding--"

The collision sounded, and Sett quickly pricked up his ears and looked towards the jungle.

Then he saw a row of beautiful metal blades flying in the air and colliding with the branch.

When Luo Wen saw the row of blades, he showed a surprised expression, and then he retracted his hand.

Without his spiritual power, the branches were instantly crushed into powder by the blades.

With the sound of rustling, a graceful figure walked out of the jungle.

Her hair was tied up, revealing a smooth forehead, handsome eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Under the pair of clean and beautiful phoenix eyes was a small and delicate nose. Her red lips were parted, and she seemed to be surprised.

"Excuse me. Does the master of Marson live here?"

She asked in a low voice.