Twin Cities: I am the man of many myths

Chapter 283 Nunu and Lissandra's First Meeting

Upon seeing this group of adults who suddenly appeared around the stronghold, Nunu's little mind instinctively conjured up a word—Frostguard Clan.

Black armor, black helmets, and gleaming, sharp weapons—on Freljord, only the Frostguard Clan possesses such attire.

Even powerful clans like Avarosan and Winter's Claw cannot possess so much elite equipment, because Freljord is simply too poor.

Mining in Freljord is far more difficult than in other places. The frozen snow and thick soil are simply beyond the reach of ordinary clans. Therefore, most of the weapons circulating in Freljord are ordinary stones, as well as animal tusks and bones.

"What are you going to do!"

Nunu watched as the Frostguard Clan members approached, then hugged the flute to his chest and glared fiercely at Fura in front of him.

"If you come any closer, I won't be polite!"

As Nunu spoke, she brandished her claws and roared, trying to intimidate the group of adults in front of her.

But all he got in response was a strong arm.

Picking Nunu up and tucking her under her arm, Fura ignored the little guy's punches and kicks, simply raising her other hand and whispering, "Back to normal."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Put me down! Let me go! I want my mother, I don't want to go with you!"

"Let me go, you bad guy!"

Fura rolled her eyes in exasperation at the shrill children's voices beside her, then looked up at the sky.

With her magic, she naturally sensed the presence in the sky, which made Fura even more confused.

The Frostguard Clan has a long-standing tradition of taking orphans away and sending them to orphanages. These orphans are not usually orphans because of the Frostguard Clan; most of them are children whose families were taken away by the cold weather.

But when did she, Fula, become an orphan caretaker?

It's not that I look down on the job, but given her status, isn't it a bit of a waste of her talents to do this kind of work? After all, she can be considered Lissandra's right-hand woman, right?
Thinking of this, and feeling the little one beneath her fussing, Fura's resentment deepened.
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Nestled in a snow-covered valley, a small village sits. At night, moonlight filters through the cold and falls on the sloping white stone houses. Wild animal furs are spread on the floor of the houses, and on the dry grass beds, a group of dirty children, dressed in gray clothes that emit a pungent odor, are curiously watching a newcomer.

He was about five years old, with a fair and clean face that glowed with a healthy rosy luster. His big, bright blue eyes blinked lively. He sat in the corner, and his clean and warm clothes attracted the attention of the other children, who all stared at him.

Under their gaze, Nunu shrank back, clutching the food the adults had given her—a few pieces of jerky harder than a rock.

Nunu didn't know how much time had passed, but he was indeed a little hungry. So, he put the jerky in his mouth, took a small sip of hot water, and began to chew the jerky vigorously.

The dried meat has a salty and savory flavor and is not unpalatable.

As soon as "you" swallowed the first piece of jerky with difficulty, Nunu noticed the girl next to her drooling. She was thin and bony, her hair stuck to her forehead like dry straw, and she was wearing dirty thick clothes. She was staring blankly at the jerky in Nunu's hand.

After thinking for a moment, Nunu reached out, picked up a piece of jerky, and handed it to the other person: "Do you want some? I'm not that hungry. If you are, you can have these."

Nunu asked her.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then instantly reached out and snatched the jerky from Nunu's hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and began to chew vigorously.

"Wait, hey, slow down! Don't damage your teeth!" Nunu said anxiously when he saw this. He continued to stop him, "My mother said that teeth are very important and you must take good care of them. Many adults don't pay attention to their teeth, and when they get old, they can't eat anything and can only drink soup, which is why they can't get through the winter!"

Just then, a voice rang in his ear: "That's an adult. We don't need to worry about that. We'll lose our baby teeth eventually!"

Nunu turned her head and saw a big boy with white hair, who was much taller than her!
Standing before him like a little adult, the boy was neither thin nor fat, but his complexion had an unhealthy tinge. His sallow face was framed by bright eyes that were curiously staring at Nunu. After scrutinizing Nunu for a moment, the big boy loudly asked, "Hey, which clan are you from? Where's your mother? Is she dead too?"

"No way! My mom and I just got separated!" Upon hearing the other person's words, Nunu immediately stood up, clenched her fists, and said forcefully.

"Heh." The boy scoffed at Nunu's words and said, "Every new guy here says the same thing as you. They all say they've just gotten separated from their parents and that their families will come to pick them up. But in reality, no one will come to pick them up. No one will."

The older child sniffed his reddened nose. There was a campfire burning in the house, crackling in the stone pit in the center of the house, bringing warmth and light to the house. But even so, it was still too cold for the children. So he huddled up and said to Nunu, "You are too."

"It's different!" Nunu raised her voice and shouted, "My mom will definitely come looking for me, and even if, even if my mom can't find me, I will still go to find her! I will definitely find her!"

"What? Are you crazy? You can't leave here alone, it's too dangerous." The older child frowned and said seriously after hearing Nunu's words.

He lowered his voice and said in a warning tone, "Bears, wolves, many dangerous creatures prey on children like us. If you run out alone, you will die."

"Death? What is death?" Nunu was taken aback and asked subconsciously.

He really didn't know what the word meant, but he had heard adults talk about it. He asked his mother, but she just smiled and shook her head, saying that this knowledge was too far away for Nunu, and that he would understand when he got a little older.

“Death means death, just like your mother’s situation now, so that no one can find you again,” the older child said after thinking for a moment.

"Anyway, you can't leave alone, or I'll hit you!" The older child raised his fist and threatened Nunu.

Nunu shrank back and sat down in the corner.

He was muttering to himself, "I have weapons, I'm not afraid of you."

At the same time, in another room in the village of abandoned children, a room that was taboo in the eyes of the children, a group of people were sitting on the ground under the dim light of a fire.

"What are you going to do next?" Reika asked, taking off her hood to reveal her black hair.

"Let Nunu get used to life here first, and then let him know about the Yeti. Hmm, you'll have to handle that later," Rick said to Lissandra.

As he spoke, he stirred the broth in the pot with a spoon. The dark pot emitted a delicious aroma of meat. Li Ke thought for a moment and then asked, "Have you always only fed these children this kind of food?"

Upon hearing this, Fura, who was drinking the meat soup in her bowl, twitched her lips slightly, quickly looked up at her master, and then lowered her head again.

Because Fura saw that Lissandra's expression did not change.

Then, Fura heard Lissandra's voice.

“Otherwise?” Lissandra’s voice was calm and cold. She continued, “Avarossa and Winter’s Claw received your help, but Frostguard Fortress did not receive any help from the two cities.”

"No?" Li Ke blinked.

"Really?" Lissandra asked Li Ke in return.

"Just tell me, how am I supposed to know what you want if you don't tell me?" Li Ke thought for a moment and realized that he had indeed never had Shuangcheng deliver supplies to Frostguard Fortress.

Dried meat and fish soup are not nutritious foods. If it weren't for the Freljord people's good genes and large frames, the children in the village of orphans would generally be tiny.

Even so, there are many children in this place who are a few years older than Nunu, but are the same height as Nunu.

Thinking of this, Li Ke put down his spoon with a sigh, spread his hands and said, "How can I know you need these things if you don't ask?"

“Now you know,” Lissandra said. She did need a lot of food, although she didn’t need to eat herself, but her men did, and the children she had adopted did. As for asking Rick for things, Lissandra wouldn’t be polite.

Putting aside the fact that I helped Li Ke so much, it was only right that Li Ke did all that. Just look at Li Ke's Shuangcheng, he's basically a nouveau riche, isn't he?
Those resources could be provided by any nobleman in Piltover, and it wouldn't be a problem for him.

Thinking of this, Lissandra sighed inwardly.

Freljord is indeed too barren. She, who possesses divinity, doesn't need to care about these things, but the people of Freljord do.

Even with formidable combat power and a strong will, they cannot truly become wealthy. This is Freljord, the cruel northern frozen land of Runeterra.

“Yes, I’ll tell Janna later, and have her tell Mel to send someone over with some things when Nunu leaves in a couple of days,” Rick nodded and said.

To be honest, what Lissandra did in private was quite unfamiliar to Li Ke.

Even though he had a good relationship with Lissandra, Li Ke had to admit that Lissandra was indeed a big ice block. But it was this same Lissandra who secretly took in a large number of abandoned children and raised them to grow up.

You could say that Lissandra is atoning for her past self, but no matter what, she did a good thing, didn't she?

“In a few days, you can meet with Nunu and talk about Reka, and then talk about the snowman. Let Nunu know about the snowman’s existence, and tell Nunu that you are troubled by the snowman’s ability to hurt people.”

"Will this work?" Nera had been silent until now, drinking the meat soup. It was the first time she had ever tasted such delicious meat soup, so she slurped it down. Now that she had finished, her talkative nature kicked in.

"Of course, a little enticement is also needed. Nunu is a smart child. He will try to attract Lissandra's attention because he wants to find his mother. He will do everything he can to prove himself."

Reika, who was sitting to the side, listened with some sadness.

Although, in retrospect, there is indeed no danger for Nunu in doing these things.

But as a mother, how could she not be heartbroken to see her young child suffering?
Night fell, and the starry sky illuminated Freljord. In the stone houses where the children of the Orphanage lived, the flames of the campfires that had been burning earlier had weakened, and now only dark red embers were still burning.

Lying on the prickly fur bed, Nunu curled up into a ball, clutching her mother's flute tightly in her arms.

He was very sad and couldn't sleep because this was the first time he had slept without his mother at night. In the past, his mother's beautiful voice would sing lullabies and tell stories to Nunu, but now, he could only hear the coughs and cries of other children around him.

Even though he was very sad, Nunu held it in and didn't cry.

Because my mother said that crying is useless.

He is his mother's little muscle-nosed monster, and he is very strong.

Today is the third day that Nunu has been living in the village of abandoned children. In these three days, Nunu has discovered that several more children have come to the village. They are all about the same age as Nunu, and there are both boys and girls.

What they had in common was that they were all crying; the unfamiliar environment and the panic of being separated from their families filled them with fear.

But Nunu was different; he didn't cry!
Nunu also started to become like the other children, getting dirty. Although the children in the orphanage didn't need to do chores, they still had to do daily cleaning, so Nunu also got some dust on her.

This made him feel a little sad, after all, the clothes he was wearing were made by his mother, and he loved and cherished them very much.

As Nunu was sweeping away the snow outside the door, thinking about how to run away and find his mother, he suddenly heard a commotion.

"Lord Lissandra."

"Lady Lissandra, the new children have all been taken care of."

"Lord Lissandra"

Nunu heard the adults' voices and curiously took a broom and went over. Then, he heard a name—Lissandra.

Such a familiar name
Nunu opened her mouth and subconsciously thought of it.

Then he saw a tall person, a woman, whose face was obscured by a strange dark blue helmet, and whose legs were covered by dark ice.

The ice blocks flowed like water, wriggling and shifting, until the woman appeared before Nunu.

"My God!"

Nunu's big eyes widened.

He recognized the other person!
Some things don't need names to be recognized, and some shouldn't even have names.

I'm talking about Frostguard Fortress!

And beneath it lies the Howling Abyss!
This woman named Lissandra was someone who appeared in the stories his mother had told him.

She is the youngest of the three heroine sisters!

Thinking it over, Nunu realized where she was.

He's at Frostguard Fortress! The very Frostguard Fortress that everyone fears!

Nunu's heart pounded, and she looked up at the tall woman from the legend in front of her.

Then Nunu noticed that the other person had also turned their face towards him, as if they were looking at him.

No, Lissandra doesn't have eyes!
The mighty Volibear blinded Lissandra, leaving her blind. Nunu knows this story!
But strangely, Nunu felt that Lissandra was looking at him.

Surrounded by the Frostguard clan members, Lissandra calmly turned her head away from Nunu, who was staring intently at her face.

"It's still the same old stuff."

Nunu heard Lissandra's voice.

The legendary figures appeared before him, which aroused his curiosity. He picked up a broom, pretended to sweep the floor, and slowly approached, preparing to listen to the adults' conversation.

“Let the tribesmen leave that place. The Yeti is dangerous, and if we can’t drive it away, then we should flee from it.”

"Also, tell everyone that if anyone can solve the snowman's problem, I can grant them one wish."

Nunu, hearing Lissandra say that.

Seeing a group of adults, and hearing about the snowman.
He knew about snowmen; his mother had told him stories about snowmen!
Therefore, Nunu lowered his head and looked at the broom in his hand. Then, his gaze swept past the broom and landed on the flute wrapped around his waist.

A bold idea then emerged.

Nunu has made a decision, a decision that will make him a great hero and help him find his mother!

"That would be a great idea!"

The little guy shouted loudly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)