lol: Bind Syndra at the start

Kunlong constructs a kind of coordinate, an ancient spell that can bind the natural magic around it.

Initially, only the Vastaya knew how to manipulate natural magic.

But hundreds of years ago, humans discovered the mystery of this huge stone formation.

This marked the beginning of a centuries-long battle between humans and the Vastaya to defend natural magic.

But even the craziest Ionian can't rank among Noxus's.

Irelia heard about Noxus's alchemical fire incineration of Baru'al and Weili.

Given the crazy abuse of power by these people, she didn't dare to imagine what the Noxians would do if they mastered natural magic.

"Then we have to speed up." Ryan looked ahead. "The Noxian army has no shortage of magicians. If they get Kunlong, it will become a powerful weapon for them to attack Ionia."

There was a door between the carriage and the driver.

But the door couldn't block out the sound.

Ryan could feel that the carriage suddenly began to accelerate as soon as he finished speaking.

"Ignat would envy him."

The 'he' Ryan was referring to was the coachman.

Compared to being sent out to do the work of a postman every day, staying with Irelia as a coachman is undoubtedly a more promising job.

"He'll understand later that his current experiences are all worth it." Irelia revealed a little more, "If Zed can really create a group of secret agents as you said, I plan to let Ignat be in charge of the real thing.

"Although he's not very smart, he's down-to-earth and hardworking. He's the perfect person for this position. Both you and I will feel reassured."

"He's probably smirking right now..."

......

......

Go back to the previous day.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Ignat stood at the door of the warehouse and laughed heartily.

Just then Seti came out of the warehouse and glanced at Ignat's back with a strange look. "Is Ryan gone?"

"Sent away."

Ignat replied.

This time he did not bother his uncle, but asked his uncle to send Ryan away.

My uncle has a horse-drawn carriage and usually takes short-distance jobs, taking tourists to nearby scenic spots.

But the town has recently suffered damage, and the restoration process has become the best attraction.

And Ignatius cleverly took on a good job for his uncle.

"Is it worth being so happy about sending him away?"

Sett misunderstood. He had previously thought that Ryan and Ignat had a good relationship.

"I'm not happy because Ryan left, it's because of this..."

Ignat turned around and shook the letter in his hand. "I don't know who sent this to me, but he called me a powerful and handsome gentleman. I think this description is a bit exaggerated. Although I am handsome, I am not powerful yet..."

Seti walked over with a frown on his face. His tall figure made Ignat stop smiling. "Okay, I admit that I'm not as good-looking as you."

"Let me see the letter."

"it is good."

Seti took the letter and took a look at it. Although the handwriting was different from the one Ryan received before.

But the simple content aroused his vigilance.

Action must be taken in advance and time is urgent;

Cannonballs burning with green flames;

There is a coordinate at the end, which is not a number, but a simple description of an environment.

"Who gave you this letter?"

Se asked Ignat.

"A kid... I checked again and again to see if the letter was for me, but he said it was and that whoever gave it to him should give it to the best-looking guy who lives in the warehouse."

Ignat hesitated at the end of his words, then looked up at Seti. "Perhaps the child didn't see you before?"

Seti took a deep breath and said slowly, "Is there a possibility that this letter is for Ryan?"

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The groundwork has been laid for another illness. People always fall into the same pit over and over again!

The rhythm of patting the back of the head must be short, flat and fast!

Chapter 213 Stand on Your Side

Familiar warehouse.

Familiar people.

The only change is that Ryan has become a woman.

Ok.

To be precise, it was Sett's mother who replaced Ryan.

Strong men's muscles cannot help them think.

And while Ignat didn't have much muscle, he didn't have much brains either.

Therefore, Sett decisively chose to ask his mother for help.

He sat in front of the woman, his broad body making her look particularly petite.

"I think the letter was sent to Ryan, but he probably didn't know his letter was two hours late."

Seti said this and looked around.

After making sure they were all reliable, he lowered his voice and said, "This letter might have been sent by a Noxian. Ryan mentioned it to me before he left. He said he had instigated a spy inside Noxus.

"I thought he was joking, but now it seems he really did it."

The woman examined the envelope carefully, her eyes revealing a wisdom Seti had never seen before.

His childhood was ordinary, like that of thousands of other Ionian children.

But he didn't know much about his mother's past.

He didn't even know how long his mother lived.

As an immortal race, the Vastaya are far less sensitive to lifespan than humans.

Many Vastaya people often forget their own age. When they feel themselves getting old, they try to find their birth nodes through deeds.

Maybe my mother had a glorious past...

"I know where this is." The woman finally withdrew her gaze from the letter. She said in a nostalgic tone, "About three years after you...left, a former friend of mine sent me a letter.

"She mentioned this place in her letter, a radical alliance of Vastaya who believe that Vastaya need to take the initiative to fight for their rights...

"She hoped I could join them then, where no one would care about your past and everyone would work towards a common goal."

Sett didn't respond.

He knew that his mother longed for friends because he often saw her gazing into the distance under the moonlight, frowning and silent.

"As for this green flame cannonball..." The woman recalled the embarrassing escape, "The Noxians are crazy. They made that thing into a bomb."

"What do you think?" Seti looked up at his mother. "Is it too late for us to contact Ryan now?"

"What do you think?"

The woman looked back at her son. "Speak your mind."

"I...I want to go there by myself. I want to help them."

Sett was a little lacking in confidence because he knew that the past meant fighting.

In his opinion, his mother didn't want him to be in danger.

But this period of hard work made Sett realize the joy of helping others.

Compared to these humans who are rebuilding their homes, his fellow Vastayans in another location need his help more.

"Then go ahead." The woman showed a gentle smile on her face. She reached out and gently patted Seti's back. "Do what you want to do. As long as it is right, I will always be behind you to support you.

"Let's go now, I'll go with you!

"Although it's many years late, I miss my old friends too."

......

......

Sett and his mother's departure did not utilize Ignat's network of contacts.

Thanks to Sett's hard work in moving bricks during this period, his reputation has been enough to establish his own interpersonal relationships in the town.

After deciding to make the trip himself, he returned to the streets.

I found a 'co-worker' who used to move bricks with me.

This worker's main job is transportation, processing stones from the seaside and transporting them inland.

He had heard a few days ago that his coworkers' convoy was about to head inland.

And that location was very close to the gathering point his mother mentioned.

Before nightfall, Sett successfully joined the convoy.

His mother changed into an outfit more suitable for activities, while Sett covered up his pecs.

To avoid trouble, he even found a hat to cover his ears.

No one outside knew him, and his identity as a Vastaya always attracted those who were nosy.

The swaying moonlight made Seti feel indescribable.

He was indeed invincible in the underground boxing world, but he also knew the difference between the boxing ring and the battlefield.

The woman saw Seti's hesitation and said, "I will protect you."

"Mom, I'm grown up now." Seti rolled up his sleeves to show his strong arms.

"A mother will always protect her child..."

The woman's words left Seti with no room for argument.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Mom, do you think Lion will arrive before us? Although he missed the letter, I heard that he went to see Irelia, the young woman who is a legend in Ionia.

"Perhaps she already knew about the Noxians' actions. We might only be able to catch the end of them..."

"So do you want him to be there or not?"

“I wish he were…” Sett raised his head to gaze at the moon. “We have all seen his power, that indescribable force that could engulf a Noxian in an instant.”

"Then let's just hope he's here."

The woman also looked up at the moon, but her eyes were filled with worry.

......

About a day later.

Seti and the woman left the convoy.

They had to follow the trail to where the Vastaya lived.

After "leaving" humans, Sett took off his hat and wandered among the ancient woods, suddenly feeling a sense of freedom he had never felt before.

"Mom, do you know Purple Crow? I heard that it was her appearance that united these Vastaya people."

"I've seen her, but she was still young then..."

"She is just like the rumors say..." Seti thought carefully about how to describe her.