I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

Ahri asked instinctively, then looked around the room searching for any trace of the "guest".

Her gaze was like that of a woman who had just returned from a business trip, and the way she looked at Foygo was as if she were looking at a cat that had stolen fish.

"No."

To this, Foygo simply shook his head slightly, his smile not fading at all, but rather becoming even more pronounced.

"only............."

"I've been like this ever since you left..."

"However, it is only today that this food has the opportunity to be enjoyed by people."

As Foygo spoke slowly, he placed the chair in a suitable position for Ahri.

"I............."

Ahri's beautiful eyes flickered twice. She wasn't stupid; of course she understood the meaning behind Foygo's words.

A strange emotion welled up from Ahri's heart.

In an instant, this unfamiliar warmth was like a spring in a dry desert, its gushing waters nourishing Ahri's parched heart, which was as barren as the desert itself.

For some reason, Ahri's nose felt a little sore and her eyes were a little red.

Foygo looked at Ahri gently.

"Let's eat."

Just those three simple words conveyed all the warmth of home.

"Um.........."

Ahri responded softly, her short syllable carrying a distinct nasal tone.

Pick up your knife and fork and bring the food to your mouth.

Ahri had repeated this simple action countless times before.

This time, Ahri felt that she might remember it for the rest of her life!

But what happens next...?

The taste of the food was something Ahri would never forget for the rest of his life..........

Because it was just... absolutely awful!

Ahri swears that even the dish she made the first time she cooked, which was as black as soot from the bottom of a pot, was more delicious than the seemingly ordinary food on this plate.

After all, this was inevitable...

In his previous life, as a college student, Li Ang had no high-end skills such as cooking.

And as for his past life, it goes without saying that a king born with a silver spoon in his mouth would never cook.

And it should be known that, as the source of the soul-devouring night, the Ruined King Fawkes has not eaten for a thousand years.

For Fóyego, the act of "eating" served no purpose other than to savor the taste.

Cook?

It's just a matter of lighting a fire and stirring the ingredients a couple of times, right?

That's about it...

.............

Despite this, Ahri still ate very seriously.

Simply because...

This is food made by Fóyego himself.

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Home, memories, family, love, hope...

These things were so familiar to Ahri, yet so strange to him.

It all began that evening when, after devouring the soul of the first human, I began to perceive these unfamiliar memories and emotions.

Ahri is destined to find it difficult to obtain things that are easily obtained by others.

At that time, Ahri was just a wild ice fox who had just emerged from savagery, and she knew nothing about "Tao and De" or "rules".

When Ahri first awakened this power, she was also curious.

Driven by this "curiosity," Ahri devoured the souls of many innocent people, just to savor these novel and unfamiliar things to her.

It even gave rise to the legend of the "fox spirit" in Ionia.

After that, Ah Li gradually understood "life and death", "moral rules", and "family and relatives".

Then, she suddenly realized her mistake.

Even so, she was still at a loss.

Everyone has a home, but where is her home?

The Icefield Fox's lair, is that her home?

No, that's obviously not it...

So, where is her home?

From then on, Ahri began her long search.

........................

That night, Ahri slept soundly.

It could even be said that Ahri has never had such a peaceful sleep before.

It wasn't until the next day, when the sun was high in the sky, that Ah Li slowly got out of bed.

I combed the slightly messy fur on its tail.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she saw a handsome young man with white hair sitting on the sofa, smiling as he slowly said "Good morning" to her.

This unprecedented feeling made Ahri feel exceptionally comfortable.

certainly...........

It would be better if the man didn't prepare breakfast for her in a particularly "thoughtful" way.

.............

The arrival of Ahri brought the house back to life.

As before, neither of them brought up the matter of questioning the other.

Foygo didn't ask Ahri where she had been or what she had done during that time.

Ahri didn't ask Foygo, a legendary powerhouse, whether he had actually killed any legendary magical beasts or anything like that...

The two seemed to be completely absorbed in their own world.

Suddenly, the arrival of an "uninvited guest" disrupted everything.

This is a Vastaya of the Feathered Tribe, whose features are similar to Xayah's. He found Ahri with a letter in his possession.

This messenger came from the Lotland tribe.

The Lothran tribe has been searching for Ahri's trail for quite some time.

In the end, they only found out Ahri's whereabouts through magic.

The one who sent this letter was Lo, the young chieftain of the Lothran tribe, an old acquaintance of Ahri and Foyego.

Meanwhile, the elders of Luoyun received letters from Vastaya.

The contents of the letters were largely the same.

It's simply about demanding an explanation for the death of Anghorn, the chieftain of the Atalanta tribe, some time ago.

The letter suggested that they wanted to find a solution through "communication".

They believe there is some misunderstanding involved and hope that both sides can sit down and talk.

Faced with Vastaya's request, the elders of Luoyun were somewhat undecided.

After all, this is a major issue concerning the relationship between humans and Vastaya.

They didn't dare to agree easily, even after a few attempts.

We can only seek advice from Presidium.

But little did anyone know, Presidian was arguing fiercely about how to deal with Swain's surprise attack, and the ball was in his court again.

After replying "Luo Yun can handle it himself," there was no further response.

Ultimately, after discussion and seeking advice from Master Kushuo and Elder Suma, the elders of Luoyun decided to grant Vastaya's request.

This discussion, which will determine the relationship between humans and the Vastaya race, will take place on the border between the two factions.

The Atalanta tribe held talks outside the forest.

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