lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Ryan's first target was the towering town built on the reef.

To avoid causing panic, he changed his mode of movement when he was still some distance from the town.

The salty and humid sea breeze blows through every inch of the air.

In the distance, the boundless sea connects to the sky, and gloomy clouds are slowly gathering.

Every experienced person knew that this was a sign of an approaching storm.

Some people choose to stay home because of this, but others chase the bad weather.

Ryan could see the fishing boats still heading into deeper water.

From the direction of the cumulonimbus clouds, merchant ships continued to arrive, having sailed for who knows how far.

The news of pirates' presence has weakened its deterrent effect over time.

Businessmen are afraid to move forward because of losses, but they also become fearless because of the possibility of greater losses.

As for the fishermen...the principle that the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish is applies in every world.

Compared to the 'bustling and noisy' port and sea, the road Ryan chose was much quieter.

This is a road connecting the province of Navoli, and its desolation signifies the alienation between the "inland" and "coast" of Ionia.

Economic forms often influence ideology.

The thinking of the Weiri people has long since deviated from traditional Ionian thinking to some extent.

But this is something Irelia needs to consider.

For Ryan, when he stepped through the city gate, he was already thinking about another question.

He came here because he remembered that in Kennen's background story, there was a temple belonging to the Order of the Kinkou near this seaside town.

His plan was to find the temple first, and then find Kenan through the temple.

See if you can get some information about the Protoss from Kennen.

If all else fails, he can tell the Yodel the secret he has discovered. Given Kennen's personality and character, he will definitely stand on his side.

Ryan is willing to do this a hundred times just to get a helper with one trip.

but now......

"Where is Grandma's home..."

Ryan looked at the endless stream of people on the road.

In order to save time, he 'parted ways' with an eggshell after arriving here.

The latter went to the old ladies and spread lies.

And he went directly along the coastline to look for traces of the Noxians.

At that time, Ryan had never thought that he would come back again and need to find a "local" to help.

This oversight caused him to feel a little confused now.

But fortunately, even without the blessing of dark magic, Ryan's handsome appearance can still gain countless glances and goodwill.

"You seem a little lost."

A woman walked towards Ryan.

From the woman's accent, he could tell that she seemed to be Ionian as well.

But they are not Weili people, nor are they Navoli people.

The other party's accent even made him feel for a moment that he was still in Barue, and the surrounding city walls were the fences of Wujijian Village.

"I just forgot the place I agreed to meet with my friend."

Ryan looked at the woman's lavender hair.

Time had left no traces on the woman's face; her fair and smooth skin made her look about the same age as Ryan.

But the skin can be deceiving, the eyes cannot.

It is impossible for a girl in her twenties to have such a gaze polished by time.

The gentle temperament of the other person will make people involuntarily associate her with the image of a gentle mother.

Ryan guessed the woman was at least forty years old, maybe even older. As for why she didn't show her age...

Because this woman looks just like a human being.

But Ryan's keen perception allowed him to discover the woman's true identity - a Vastaya.

These lives born from the union of Vastaya Xiarui and humans, although not as almost completely transformed into energy bodies as Vastaya Xiarui.

But they still possess lifespans far exceeding those of humans and a high affinity for magic.

"It's a pity I can't help you with this."

When the woman shook her head, her lavender hair flew up.

But she had no intention of leaving, instead she locked her eyes on Ryan.

She always felt that this young man, who was about the same age as her son, had an inexplicable aura that made her feel close to him.

This feeling hadn't appeared in almost twenty years, ever since she was expelled from her tribe.

But after observing the young man closely, she did not see any trace of Vastaya in him.

"Are you from Barue?"

Ryan didn't mind the woman's proximity.

No matter the other person's identity or temperament, it is difficult for people to feel resisted.

"how do you know?"

The woman froze for a moment.

She subconsciously looked around, as if looking for something.

"Because I just came back from there. What about you? Why did you cross the channel to come here at this time?"

Ryan didn't quite understand why the woman was here.

The Vastaya don't like humans.

In addition to the Ionians, there are other people from all over the place in this city.

In this chaotic era, a Vastaya with good looks coming here is equivalent to a woman traveling alone to the hometown of curry in her previous life.

The Noxians and those merchants who appear to be noble on the surface but are essentially buying and selling "human beings" will not show any sympathy for you because of your temperament and appearance.

The woman was silent for a moment.

Then, for some reason, I suddenly wanted to pour out everything in my heart.

She looked at Ryan without any malice in her eyes.

Considering that the other person was about the same age as her son, the woman thought that if she told him, the young man might be able to give her some advice.

"I do have some difficulties. Can you give me some advice?"

"Of course." Ryan did not refuse.

"My son is about the same age as you, but he's probably a little more mischievous than you. In the past two years, he's had his own ideas...

"He knew I didn't like him doing those things, so he had been carefully hiding it from me. But how could a son's behavior be hidden from his mother?"

The woman seemed to find this amusing, but within her smile was a hint of undisguised worry. "I want to expose his lies and tell him to stay away from dangerous things, but I'm also afraid that if I do, he'll be in a dilemma..."

"I don't want him to get hurt, but I also don't want to restrict his future with my own will."

The woman looked at Ryan, that inexplicable affinity still affecting her.

So much so that she asked, "What do you think I should do?"

Chapter 172 Great Mother and Filial Son

Ryan doesn't mind helping women.

Humans and Vastaya were meant to work together.

Vastaya Xiarui originally guarded this place not to allow his descendants to fight among themselves.

But he didn't expect that the woman's difficulties were actually her own family affairs.

What he didn't expect was what happened after combining the woman's story and her hair color.

He suddenly had a guess about the woman's identity.

The woman looked at Ryan with a sincere gaze. Under the influence of that aura, she had unknowingly regarded Ryan as someone she could trust.

This sincerity reminded Ryan of his master's admonition: sincerity in return for sincerity.

He thought about it and decided to come clean. After all, it was difficult to analyze a person's family affairs from an outsider's perspective.

Therefore, he could only use other methods to guide women to think.

"I seem to have heard similar stories."

"Have you heard of it?" The woman covered her mouth with her hands. She didn't remember who she had said this to.

"Yes, but the version is a little different. This story is told from the son's perspective."

Ryan looked at the sky.

It will take time for the cumulonimbus clouds to move over.

So he began to tell the story slowly:

Once upon a time there was a man whose father was an outsider and whose mother was part of an ethnic group.

For some hidden reason, the union between his father and mother was not recognized by his mother's ethnic group.

But his mother chose to give up her past for love and followed his father to live in a more remote village.

He had a happy childhood, and his strong father protected him and his mother from gossip.

But one day the situation suddenly changed. His father disappeared from his world, and from that day on he and his mother depended on each other.

His mother had to work multiple jobs to support him as he grew up quickly.

What made him feel even worse was that without his father's protection, those harsh words finally found an outlet.

In this environment, he grew up slowly.

When he grew up, he didn't want to see his mother toiling day and night, but as a young man, he didn't have any special skills.

After struggling for a long time, he chose to follow his father's path.

It was a dangerous profession, and he had thought he would meet his father's friends there and get to know his father better.

Later he did have a deeper understanding of his father, and his father's old friend told him that his father did not encounter any difficulties, but abandoned him and his mother in pursuit of more money and more fame.

During that time, work was the only way for him to vent his inner anger.

It turned out that he had inherited his disgusting father's talent. Not long after he started, he had become one of the best 'workers'.

He still remembers the pride on his mother's face when he gave her the bonus he earned for the first time.

He hoped that smile would always be on his mother's face. He hoped that his mother would no longer have to work hard and could wear beautiful clothes and enjoy life quietly like other people.

So he decided to do his best to do better.

What followed was a journey of blood and sweat, and he finally realized his dream and even did better than his original dream.

Not only did he become the best 'worker', he even became the person in charge of that 'construction site'.

......

Ryan's story ends here.

He remembered the general background story of Wukong, but the specific details were not very clear.

But looking at the expression of the woman opposite who was trying hard to hold back her tears.

Ryan felt that he should have fulfilled the woman's request - to solve his troubles.

No one understands his son better than his son.

If there is, it is the readers and players in another world.