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Chapter 117 The Long-standing Feud Between the Two Clans

"Luo, are you crazy? You want to take humans back to the tribe?"

"Can't you tell, honey? He's a pretty good guy."

"—I remember I just said not to trust humans."

That's why I invited him.

Luo chuckled and put his arm around Xia's shoulder.

"As you can see, their people are well-equipped and not to be trifled with. If they really dare to come to our tribe alone, it means they have no ill intentions. And such reinforcements are exactly what we need, aren't they?"

"So, in the end, you still want to cooperate with humans, right?"

"Sweetheart, we only have a few hundred people, yet we have to fight the Noxians alone. How many casualties will our people suffer? Doesn't it break your heart?"

As he spoke, Luo put his arm around Xia's waist, and the two were almost touching.

"If you really don't want to, I'll listen to you—you're my only one, and I'll change my mind right now if you just say the word."

""

Luo's endless sweet talk anytime, anywhere is still overwhelming for Xia, who has been with him for many years. She turns her head away, refusing to look into Luo's eyes.

"Fine—I have to admit, at least in this matter, you might be right—"

"I love your understanding nature."

The air seemed to become more ethereal as Xayah and Luo gazed at each other with deep affection.

"Uh...did I come at the wrong time?"

Xia suddenly pushed Luo away, her face flushed red as she turned around, while Luo, as if nothing had happened, smiled and turned back.

"No, you've come at just the right time."

Herren: ? ? ?

"Is this necessary?"

Herren's eyes were covered, and he could only walk steadily by holding onto Luo's arm.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, my friend. If you remember the way to our tribe, my darling will be very uneasy."

"I understand—but isn't this thing on my head unnecessary?"

Herren pointed to his head, where several golden feathers swayed—an ornament that Lo had specially plucked and given to Herren.

"Ah—my people are rather hostile towards humans, and I think this will put them at ease."

"—If these are useful, I seriously doubt the intelligence of you Vastaya people."

Lo deliberately invited Helen under the cover of night, rather than during the day, precisely because at night, most of the Vastaya people, who follow a regular schedule, would be fast asleep, thus minimizing the impact of Helen's arrival.

Only someone with boundless energy like Luo and a workaholic like Xia would stay up this late.

In the darkness, Herren vaguely sensed that he had walked along a mountain path and waded through a stream, and could occasionally hear rustling sounds around him.

This didn't frighten him; instead, he felt it was a rare and novel experience.

When Herren's blindfold was removed, he was already sitting in a small hut made of thatch and trees, while Xia sat across the table in front of him, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

At this moment, by the candlelight in the room, Herren was finally able to get a close look at this "rebellious feather".

She is indeed very beautiful, but Herren thinks that Xia is not as radiant as Luo. If Luo is a sunny and cheerful handsome guy, Xia is more like a slightly gloomy and aloof beauty.

But her slightly chubby face softened her fierce expression.

These two are definitely a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

Luo had already enthusiastically placed a small wooden cup on the table. The cup did not contain wine, but rather a fragrant aroma, like fruit juice.

"I'm sorry to have wronged you, my friend. I apologize again."

"It's nothing, it's quite interesting—but I'm curious, do you Vastaya people have such a strong aversion to all humans?"

Heron thought the Vastaya were the Noxians who hated burning, killing, and looting, but now it seems that this is not the case. They do not seem to like the Ionians, or rather, all humans.

"Humans are the species most adept at betrayal."

Xia spoke coldly, and Luo hurriedly handed the cup to Herren, trying to smooth things over.

"Sorry, she wasn't talking about you."

I'm talking about all of humanity.

Xia, however, showed no appreciation and continued to do as she pleased.

"They never kept their promises to us—their greatest skills, besides destruction, are forgetting. Even though we forgive them time and time again, we are only met with betrayal time and time again."

"Oh?"

Helen wasn't angry. Although Xayah was making sweeping generalizations, Helen was completely immune to it.

A good mindset determines a man's life.

"I would like to hear the details."

'

""

Xia was prepared to argue with Herren, but Herren's indifferent yet curious attitude made her a little confused.

But since few humans were willing to sit down and listen, Xia finally had an outlet for her pent-up resentment.

Ionia is known as the First Land, the birthplace of magic, not because it was the first land in Runeterra, but because the boundary between the material and spiritual worlds is extremely blurred here. As a result, the energy of natural magic is extremely concentrated, and it can even influence the real world from the spiritual world.

This has made the land lush and picturesque, but it has also brought hidden dangers.

If one area becomes unbalanced, the other area will suffer a severe impact.

The easiest way to throw the two worlds out of balance is to overexploit natural magic.

Therefore, thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Vastaya and the ancestors of the Ionians signed a treaty, promising to jointly maintain the balance of power in Ionia—but this also marked the beginning of the long-standing feud between the two races.

Every so often, humans would disregard the "Treaty" and begin to overexploit natural magic, disrupting the balance of the nascent land. Then, the Vastaya would clash with humans, and after the conflict ended, the Treaty would be reaffirmed.

But after a while, humanity will repeat the same mistakes, and the Vastaya will continue to rebel—a cycle that repeats itself.

Humans live in the material world, but the Vastaya rely on natural magic. As a result, with each imbalance and conflict, the Vastaya's living space has been shrinking over the millennia, to the point that some tribes are unable to reproduce.

In this context, a group of Vastaya people who were extremely hostile to humans emerged—Xia being a representative of them.

"Humans are just that kind of race; they never learn their lesson and betray their promises time and time again!"

Finally, Xia reiterated this assessment with resentment.

"So that's how it is—"

Herren nodded knowingly, but then abruptly asked an unrelated question.

"By the way, Xia, Luo, how old are you?"

"Um?

""

Seemingly surprised by Herren's unconventional thinking, Luo still took the time to think it over carefully.

"I can't remember exactly—it seems like time doesn't pass in our tribe. Anyway, I still seem young to me, but in human terms—maybe a hundred or two hundred years?"

"Do you know how long a human can live? An ordinary human."

"Um... I think... it's been about a hundred years?"

"Ha, a hundred years is a long life, most people probably only live for a few decades."

Herren clapped his hands with a smile.

"Is it possible that it's not that humans are so forgetful, but rather that the people who made the agreement with you are already dead, and those who came after them simply don't know about it?"