Twin Cities: I am the man of many myths

Chapter 280 That's a Song for the Snowman

Freljord, the land of harsh winter. January and February are the coldest months in Freljord. When the wind blows against your face, it feels like thorns piercing your skin, causing pain that is also accompanied by a burning sensation and an unbearable itching sensation after your skin cracks open.

In Freljord, people absolutely do not go out during January and February. Even nomadic clans will choose to stop during this season and find a safe place to spend the winter.

Otherwise, Freljord would teach those who underestimate the weather a painful lesson. However, in recent years, few people have frozen to death in Freljord's winters. The locals naturally possess the blood of ice, it's just a matter of degree. As long as resources are plentiful and the diet provides sufficient calories, even the elderly and children will not die from the weather.

The reason for this situation was naturally the birth of the largest clan, which reduced wars. At the same time, Avarosa also engaged in trade, selling food at cheap prices, which helped many tribes.

Meanwhile, on the Dragonspine Mountains of Freljord, a girl carrying ancient implements breathed on her palms. Seeing the white mist condense into water vapor, she shook herself, brushing off the large snowflakes from her shoulders, and said, "It's so cold."

"Is this kind of place really suitable for living?"

"Why not?" A voice rang out behind the girl. The black-haired youth walked up to the higher ground, stood beside her, looked around, and then turned his gaze back to the girl, saying, "Also, with your abilities, how can you be afraid of the cold?"

Nera smiled, puffed out her chest, and wore only thin clothing—clothes that would be considered practically nonexistent in Freljord—stubbornly said, "I was just remarking. This temperature, yes, this kind of temperature is certainly not a problem for me."

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She is indeed very powerful. Although she was severely taught a lesson by Lissandra earlier, Nira will not underestimate herself because of that! It's not because she is too weak, but because Lissandra is too monstrous!
A person who has lived for ten thousand years—no, even a pig that has lived for ten thousand years—would become an incredibly terrifying monster, right? Let alone a human with such extraordinary magical talent as Lissandra.

Therefore, it's not that I'm weak!

If anyone says Nera is too weak, Nera will definitely fly into a rage and kill them!

"Where do we go now?" Nera asked.

From Bilgewater to Freljord, Lissandra kept opening ice portals for the three of them to travel through, so it only took them less than ten minutes to travel from the south to the other side of the world.

"Find someone first."

"How do we find it?" Lissandra asked, pressing, "Who do we need to find?"

Since it concerns the void, Lissandra naturally takes it seriously. Under normal circumstances, she doesn't react much to external matters and is the kind of person who doesn't care about things that don't concern her. But if it's related to her, Lissandra's temperament can become very impatient.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have made that decision back then. To put it bluntly, Lissandra is a sophisticated egoist who will do anything to achieve her goals.

It might not sound like much, but for Li Ke, there are far too many people like that around him.
Hilco and Lenata are the most typical examples.

“The Notte clan, do you know this name?” Li Ke turned around and looked at Lissandra, who was floating in the air behind him.

“The Notte clan,” Lissandra murmured, then frowned. “I seem to have some recollection of them, but I remember the Notte were just a very small tribe, a nomadic clan known for their singing and familiarity with ancient legends.”

Lissandra did know that she had even dreamt of the Nottey clan once, for the reason that although the Nottey clan was small, it was a tribe in Freljord that produced many storytellers and bards.

This clan has produced many people that Lissandra dislikes, and it is precisely because of their word-of-mouth and generational transmission that the bad things Lissandra did have left their mark, leading people to believe that witches are not good people.

"Why are you looking for them?" Lissandra asked.

“Because the people who can help us find the Yeti are in that clan,” Rick said after thinking for a moment.

To find Willump and gain his trust, Nunu must step in.

Although it may seem shameless to do this, after all, Nunu is just a little kid, but if we want to awaken Trump's conscience, then only Nunu can do it.

In the lore of League of Legends, the Yeti is a magical creature, a being of dreams and fantasies.

Willump is also a snowman who has lived for tens of thousands of years. He has lived for so long and been lonely for so long that he has forgotten who he is and many things. But Willump still remembers that he must protect something and let that thing wait for its true master - the Heart of Anivia, or the Heart of Frost.

According to what Li Ke knew, the Frostheart could reflect a person's inner world. In other words, you couldn't deceive Willump, who held the Frostheart, with words and expressions, and thus gain his trust.

Even if what Rick thought and did was indeed for Willump's good, Rick also had selfish motives, which would then manifest in the Frostheart. Willump would then go mad and use the power of the Frostheart to create True Ice to protect himself when escaping or to kill enemies.

After all, do you really expect a single-celled organism with the same level of intelligence and cognition as a child to understand the complexities of adult interactions?

Now that he thinks about it, Li Ke suddenly realizes that in the Freljord storyline, the main perspective seems to be focused on Ashe and Sejuani, with the story unfolding through the sisterly rivalry between them.

However, the underlying storyline is actually about Lissandra and Nunu.

Indeed, after careful consideration, Li Ke realized that Nunu was the true protagonist of Freljord, just like Lux in Demacia and Irelia in Ionia, a true "main protagonist".

Because Nunu also possesses divine power. Don't underestimate him just because he's only a few years old. In fact, after gaining Willump's approval, Nunu obtained the power of Frostheart, which is the power of Anivia. And because of Frostheart's evolutionary ability, Nunu gained the ability to make dreams come true.

He can materialize imagination into reality, something even a demigod like Ornn cannot do.

Therefore, from this perspective, he's a small man, but a great hero.
If it weren't for Li Ke's appearance and the change in the plot, then in the Void storyline, Nunu would be the most crucial character, at least no less important than Kai'Sa.

Nunu gets a typical male protagonist script: he is separated from his mother at the beginning, then is protected by the Yeti (the old man), and then obtains supreme power (Anivia's inheritance), embarking on the road to save the world.

Isn't this just a typical "power fantasy" storyline for the male protagonist?

Therefore, if we want to truly unseal Zhenbing and confront the Void, then Nunu is a necessary element.

Thinking of this, Li Ke couldn't help but recall an RPG game released by Riot Games called Nunu & Manga. Although Li Ke had never played it, he had virtually played it once.

That's one of the few single-player games Riot Games has ever released that features a standalone character, which shows that Nunu plays a crucial role in Riot's universe, and in that game...
Lissandra was also defeated by Nunu and Willump. Although the official explanation is that the battle between Nunu, Willump, and Lissandra took place above the Watcher's seal, Lissandra was unable to use her true strength in that environment. She was worried that the magical fluctuations caused by the battle would weaken the seal, so she held back and was defeated by Nunu's ability to make dreams come true.

But this is really outrageous.
No, damn it, now that I think about it, Nunu has negotiated with every big shot in Freljord!
In Nunu's Song, Nunu possesses the power of Anivia, makes a deal with Ornn, is tested by Volibear, saves a demigod from ice, and finally faces Lissandra.
Damn, if these guys stood together, they could make a hole in Runeterra, let alone Celestial Realm, okay?
Shaking off the distracting thoughts in his mind, Li Ke began to get down to business.

He looked at Lissandra and asked with a smile, "Lissandra, do you know about role-playing?"

Lissandra's pale eyes met Li Ke's. She couldn't see anything, but she could sense that Li Ke's smile was disgusting.

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, we'll have to make a game, and we'll have to play different people. I'll play a hero who helps the little protagonist in his adventure story, and you'll be the final boss the little protagonist faces, responsible for awakening the little protagonist. You'll have to play a bad guy, no, you're a bad guy to begin with."

"..." Lissandra's lips twitched slightly upon hearing Li Ke's words. She rarely made such an expression; this vivid mix of anger and speechlessness made her no longer look like a beautiful ice sculpture.

“Li Ke, have I been too good to you all this time? Do I seem easy to talk to? Is that it?” Lissandra said coldly.

"Alright, alright." Despite Lissandra's cold tone, Li Ke didn't care at all and jokingly comforted her.

Having spent quite some time with Lissandra, Li Ke is no longer afraid of her at all.

It's not that I'm trying to whitewash Lissandra, but she is indeed a complex person. She is indeed bad, sacrificing countless lives for her own selfish desires. In order to fight against the demigods, she was bewitched by the Void and committed wrongdoings.

However, the fundamental reason why Lissandra embraced the Void was because she wanted to protect humanity from the clutches of the demigods.

From beginning to end, even those who knew what Lissandra had done had to admit that she was indeed a hero of humanity.

Without the three sisters, human history would likely have taken a very different turn.

"In short, in the coming period, we need to prepare to play our roles and create a stage play," Li Ke said, stroking his chin. Hearing this, Nera couldn't help but ask, "Didn't we agree that I came here to fight that void thing you guys were talking about? Why are we suddenly playing games? And what about me? What role am I supposed to play here?"

"That depends on how the story unfolds," Li Ke said with a smile.

"Let's go, to the Notte clan. You know the way, don't you?"

With a cold snort, Lissandra reached out and opened an ice door.

Then, she went in first.

Li Ke is right; she does know where the Nottai clan is.

Or rather, in Freljord, there are few things Lissandra doesn't know, because she's a diligent dream watcher.

Deep in the northern part of Freljord, nestled between mountains and two fjords, lies a tribe that has taken root there.

With the arrival of harsh winter, the Notai clan had already chosen a place to settle their tribe.

As a nomadic clan, the Nottey tribe knows best how harsh the winters of Freljord are. Therefore, they will never be careless in dealing with the winters of Freljord just because they are experienced. On the contrary, they are extremely vigilant about the winters.

Just like now, the Notai clan has already prepared firewood for winter heating, as well as food and water resources for the winter.

"Reika!"

A shout shook the snow off the branches, and large flakes of snow fell into the forest. A woman with black hair and green eyes turned around in the forest. In front of her was a basket containing a pile of firewood.

Wearing a thick coat with wide-open cuffs to cover her hands, and with the wide sleeves not letting in any wind, but rather with a fitted section inside, only widening at the cuffs, and long fur to enhance warmth, Reka looked at the woman running towards her with a puzzled expression.

"Lola, why are you in such a hurry? Did something happen?"

"Nunu, it's Nunu!" The woman named Laura had some freckles on her face, and judging by her age, she was still a young girl.

Panting, Laura arrived in front of Reika and exclaimed, "Nunu is gone again!"

Upon hearing this, Reka did not panic. Instead, she calmly asked, "What happened?"

"It's all because he heard Balta's story, and that little guy said he wanted to find the hero from the Freljord legends."

“Bron?” Of course Reka knew who the legendary hero of Freljord was.

It is Bloom, and it can only be Bloom.

That tall, muscular man with a beard and no hair, who always had a hearty smile, was no exaggeration to call him a hero of the Freljord, because most tribes had received Braum's help.

Compared to those lofty gods, people are naturally more willing to admire heroes who are close to them, who help them, and who are approachable.

Reka gave the order, saying to Laura, "Go back to the tribe first and tell the elders about this, and ask them to send someone to find Nunu. I'll go find Nunu first."

"Okay, okay, you be careful too. There have been traces of snow wolves in the forest." Laura nodded vigorously.

Reika hummed in agreement, then picked up the machete beside her and walked towards where Laura had come from.

As she walked, Reka sang a song.

Just like Laura's earlier "again," it's no longer surprising that Nunu disappears from the tribe from time to time.

His son was naturally curious, very brave, and adventurous. In the elder's words, Nunu was a born bard. He had a simple and honest character, an angelic voice, and a heart that was not afraid of difficulties and dangers.

In the forest, Reka sang ancient songs passed down through generations of the Nottey clan. It was not the common language of Freljord, but an ancient language, and the content of Reka's songs was about the gods Ornn and Anivia.

"Nunu, where are you!"

"Nunu! Respond to me when you hear your mother's voice!" Reka raised her voice, quickened her pace, gripped the machete tightly in her hand, and scanned the snow. But apart from the trail of footprints she had left behind, there were only some animal footprints, which made Reka a little nervous.

These animal footprints are most likely those of a pack of snow wolves.

But this time, no matter whether she played a beautiful tune on her flute or sang an ancient song, Nunu did not emerge from the snow, which naturally made Reka anxious.

The place chosen by the tribe was certainly safe, but safety has its limits. That kid was bold and might run away from the tribe. Therefore, even though Reka was used to Nunu running away from home from time to time, as a mother, she was still worried about her son's safety.

At the same time, above Reika, a look of surprise appeared on Lissandra's face.

"What is she singing? Why do you look like that?" Li Ke noticed Lissandra's expression and asked.

Lissandra remained silent for a long while, then said softly:

"The third verse she just sang was in the language of the snowmen, a ballad that belongs to the snowmen."

“She shouldn’t know this, and besides, I’ve never heard of this kind of song before,” Lissandra said seriously.

There is only one Yeti left in this world, and it has lived alone for ten thousand years. Therefore, let alone seeing it, most people in Freljord have no idea that Yetis exist. Thus, the Yeti's language should have been lost to the river of time long ago.

Even Lissandra doesn't speak the language of the snowmen.

However, she could make out the gist of it. After all, she had interacted with the Yeti before. Therefore, Lissandra was naturally shocked to hear Reika sing the Yeti's song. If she had known this beforehand, the Yeti would have had a good chance of being caught.

She could easily use this woman named Reika to lure the Yeti out with her songs and then capture it, but Lissandra doesn't think that way now.

She now understood why Li Ke had brought her to the Notte clan and then to find this woman named Reika.

"So, what we need is her help?" Nera sniffed, her nose turning red, and asked.

“No.” Li Ke shook his head.

"What we need is the help of a young boy."

Yes, in the story that is about to unfold, the protagonist is not the mother, but the son.

Li Ke said with a smile:
"This is a story about a kid who saves the world."

“Let’s go, I can already sense his presence. His soul is incredibly pure. He’s clearly panicked and sad right now, but I don’t feel any negative emotions in that sadness. There’s no gloom or hatred, but rather sunshine and hope, even though he’s crying his heart out.”

Li Ke didn't realize that his smile was a little strange. In Nila's words, Li Ke's smile was more disgusting than hers.
However, Li Ke's feelings were genuine. As the Lotus Guardian, Li Ke could sense the soul form of people. As for Nunu's soul, let's just say that if Thresh saw it, Thresh would probably give up chasing Li Ke and instead crave Nunu's soul.

Yes, reject Thresh, understand Thresh, become Thresh.

This is probably Li Ke's current mental journey.

(End of this chapter)