lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Coincidentally, I am a player and reader in another world.

Although many people would tease Wu Chunhao on the Internet and call him a mama's boy, who hasn't envied the sincere mother-son relationship in their hearts?

There is nothing shameful about being a filial son.

And a mother who has sacrificed a lot for her son should not be the target of memes.

If a woman heard this story from someone else, she might have doubts.

But after hearing this story from Ryan, which was almost told by her own son, the woman didn't even realize what she needed to question.

She first spent about ten minutes slowly withdrawing from the story.

Then he smiled gently and said to Ryan: "Thank you, I think I know what I should do."

"Aren't you curious about how I know this?" Ryan offered.

"Not curious, but if you're willing to tell..."

"I heard it from a wandering boxer in Barue." This time Ryan did not blame the bard.

Because this "profession" is not popular in the underground boxing ring.

Spectators at a boxing ring are generally more interested in the blood and violence that they can see or even touch, rather than bizarre stories told with fancy words.

"Wandering boxer..."

The woman seemed lost in thought.

"And if you want to do good for your son, I think you should give him a heads up."

"remind?"

"The Noxians won't always be on our other side. If Noxian warships once again sail close to the coast in large numbers, I don't think they will let an outsider control what belongs to them."

Ryan remembered that Wukong's underground boxing ring in the background story was originally organized by Noxus.

Sett can use his talent to defeat the Noxians who control the boxing ring, but that doesn't mean he can lead the underground boxers to resist the formal invasion of Noxus.

After all, those people have completely let go of their bottom line in Ionia. The fact that the alchemical flame did not succeed in Wuji Sword Village does not mean that it will still fail in other places.

Wukong is not a bad person at heart.

Moreover, the appearance of the woman suddenly made Ryan realize that Sett also seemed to have the potential to become a 'bridge'.

As a hybrid of a human and a Vastaya, his identity might be more appropriate than Kong's.

But the prerequisite is that he can withdraw from that vulgar violence and complete the transformation from pursuing money to pursuing honor, or justice.

If he wants to achieve this transformation, the best way is undoubtedly to do it through the woman in front of him, Wukong's mother.

Of course… Ryan didn't want to force them.

He just wanted to explain the interests involved and then leave their fate to them.

From the time he left the beach until now, Ryan has stuck to his bottom line.

The only ones he actively "interfered" with were Yasuo and Yone, but these brothers were special cases.

The result of non-interference is fratricide.

In the face of life, that little bit of "freedom" can be completely abandoned.

Ryan's words made the woman nervous. She realized that this matter seemed to be related to her son's life.

"Can you explain it more clearly?"

Chapter 173 Advice

The sky slowly darkened.

But the cumulonimbus clouds suspended above the sea remained in place.

It looks like it won't rain tonight.

Wukong's mother was judging the weather in her heart, and then she looked at Ryan.

The previous 'troubles' were nothing more than her own inner entanglements.

But Ryan's reminder made her sense the danger.

The Vastaya have a sixth sense more acute than humans, a gift bestowed upon them by magic.

For this reason, she had to shamelessly trouble this "friend" whom she had just met.

"Can we find a place to sit down and talk it over?" The woman needed more detailed information before deciding how to convince her son.

"can."

Ryan, who had no idea yet, didn't mind finding a place to rest.

As long as the Doran's Ring in his pocket had not been exchanged for gold coins, he would not be able to move forward in any town with even the rudiments of a business.

But according to Zed, this ring wouldn't fetch the best price in Ionia.

The natives of Ionia have their own ways of using magic;

And those shark-like vendors need to make a profit from the difference;

As for those Noxians who sneak in... they're more likely to kill you and take the ring.

The only places that can offer good prices are either Demacia or Piltover.

The people in these two places are relatively orderly, and their nobles are very wealthy.

Therefore, Ryan is still penniless for the time being.

If he can't find an eggshell tonight, he might have to sleep on the streets again.

Unless... he is willing to sell his body.

But this is not a good idea.

I need to gather my energy to deal with Syndra.

As a woman who has been 'immersed' in dark magic for hundreds of years, her physical fitness has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Although the two have not yet had a real "arm wrestling" fight, many things do not need to actually happen to know the outcome.

Anyway, I still need to improve myself...

Ryan followed Wukong's mother to a cafe.

This kind of store is very rare in Ionia. It is because this coastal city-state has frequent communication with the outside world that such novel things can be found.

The owner, who introduced herself as Mrs. Piltover, prepared coffee for the two of them and then returned to the store to look at the photos on the bar.

This is also a story...

Ryan saw the content of the photo, which was a photo of the store owner, a woman and a child, with a chaotic graffiti wall in the background.

In addition, when the owner served the coffee, he also saw a metallic luster on the wrist exposed under the owner's gloves.

The Piltover people disdain this kind of "game". Only the "lowly" Zaun people would wantonly transform their bodies.

But Ryan had little interest in the owner's story.

Everyone in this world has a story.

But these stories are not necessarily open to the public.

"Do you know about the current situation in Ionia?" Ryan looked at Wukong's mother.

The woman had a nonchalant temperament, so he guessed that she didn't know what had happened recently.

Facts proved Ryan's speculation was correct. The woman shook her head and said, "I... don't know. I usually stay in the village. This time he was afraid that I would get bored, so he asked someone to bring me here to play."

This is not surprising, as she represents many ordinary people.

They always feel that some things are too far away from them, but when those things are close enough to them, they have often missed the best time to avoid them.

But Wukong is different from his mother. As a boss who controls the underground boxing world, he cannot be so insensitive to the crisis.

Ryan thought the woman's words might be an excuse for Wukong.

He was not afraid that his mother would be bored, but he had learned in advance that the Noxians were going to Barue, and was afraid of any accidents, so he sent his mother here for refuge in advance.

Ryan glanced around and found that there were five burly men in three different directions who always looked at him.

These people should be the bodyguards sent by Wukong to protect his mother...

Ryan took a sip of his coffee and decided to make it short.

"The second Noxian invasion is imminent. Previously, they focused their efforts on the Navoli Province, but this time they have changed their approach.

"You've lived in Barue for more than twenty years, so have you ever heard of Wuji Sword Village?"

"I've heard they are a group of powerful swordsmen."

"But just a few days ago, Wujijian Village was almost annihilated. It was the Noxians who did it."

Ryan's words made the woman furious.

She knew what her son was doing outside, and she also knew that her son seemed to have a "conflict" with the Noxians.

If the other party really wants to attack... let alone one underground boxing ring, even ten underground boxing rings cannot be compared to Wuji Sword Village.

What's more, women understand those boxers.

They only work for money, and when faced with a real threat, they will not hesitate to turn their fists and help those Noxians deal with their own sons.

And will the Noxians take action...

The woman knew the Noxians far better than the average Ionian, and she knew what lay deep within those people.

brutal;

Holding grudges;

insidious;

despicable......

These words seemed to be born for Noxians.

She once had hope in the Noxians, but life taught her the truth.

"I...I'll persuade him to let go when I get back."

The woman made up her mind that under other circumstances, she would be willing to fulfill the child's wishes.

But when it comes to life-threatening situations, she knows what's most important.

And she was absolutely sure that if she really wanted to stop him, he would definitely listen to her!

"Letting go is better than staying there, but if the Noxians keep chasing you..." Ryan looked at the woman, thought for a moment and said, "You can go find someone from the Wuji Sword Sect."

"But we don't know where the Wuji Sword Sect is..."

"They were hard to find before, but now it's different. If you follow the highest peak, you'll find a large, barren wasteland. Wuji Sword Village is now within that wasteland."

The woman remembered this information, but then she became worried. "Will they help us? I heard that the people of Wuji Sword Village don't care about what's happening outside."

"So now it's different. If you can help them find the Noxians..." Ryan remembered Master Dolan's description of the two Noxian arsonists and the hatred of the villagers towards the Noxians. "They will not only protect you, but also be grateful to you."

Chapter 174: Wukong's Back Road

Wujijian Village is still under reconstruction, but the anger in the villagers' hearts has not been extinguished.

They simply haven't found the time or opportunity to vent their anger. If Wukong and his mother could find a group of Noxian invaders for them...

Ryan didn't dare to imagine that scene. After all, according to Jie's retelling, many of those people agreed with Shu Jian's torture method.

Deep down in everyone's heart, there are more or less some alternative interests.

The difference is that most people lock them away, while a few let them out.

And those people in Wuji Sword Village now have a reasonable reason to be released.

"I don't know how to thank you..." The woman looked at Ryan, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Your way of thanking me is to put your son on the right path."

Underground boxing is not a long-term solution after all.

A person cannot always be bathed in the dawn of victory.

He may win a thousand games in his life, but if he loses just one he will lose everything.