lol: Bind Syndra at the start

That means only you can smell that smell.

Ryan carefully felt the smell in his nose.

The sickening smell showed no sign of fading.

Instead, it became more intense as if it were a provocation.

He frowned, suppressed his nausea, and asked again:

"You really didn't notice any other strange auras?"

Ryan didn't use the word 'smell' to describe the taste this time.

As we all know, any smell will fade as your nasal cavity gradually adapts.

This increasingly intense scent could only be some kind of scent he had never encountered before.

And things that can emit breath...at least they are everywhere in the land of Ionia.

It's impossible to tell anything from this little clue.

As for why only I can smell it...

This possibility is even greater.

Whether it was dark magic or souls from another world, they made him very different from the local natives.

The key to the problem now is not why only you can smell it, but what exactly makes you smell it.

"other?"

Yasuo looked back at Lion, not sure what he was talking about.

Rui Mengmeng was more direct and shook her head: "No."

"That's it..." Ryan frowned and thought carefully about how to use a metaphor, "...If natural magic is compared to a fresh breeze, then this breath is like a rotten herring."

"You mean there's a problem in the village?"

"What are herrings?"

The previous question came from Yasuo.

The person who asked the latter question shook his ahoge.

But after noticing the change in Lion's expression, Riven calmed down and whispered to Yasuo, "Did you notice anything?"

"I......"

Ryan shut his mouth.

Because just looking from the outside, there is nothing wrong with the village.

The aroma of rice wafting on the breeze seemed to be mixed with the laughter and shouts of children.

"...Maybe I'm being too sensitive."

Ryan returned to his usual self and said, "Anyway, let's go in and take a look."

"We still have to be careful."

Yasuo reminded.

This reminder was mainly directed at Riven behind him.

Because for a Noxian, danger could lurk everywhere in Ionia.

"I know."

Riven nodded in response.

Perhaps because of Ryan, her nature was gradually released, so she always behaved a little weird.

But as a Noxian, she has a keen sense of crisis in her bones.

She wrapped the bag containing the magic weapon fragments a little tighter. She finally had a new direction, and she didn't want to die halfway.

But when she looked up and saw Ryan's back, she suddenly realized another way to make herself safer.

"?"

Ryan, who was bumped from behind, turned around and looked at the reckless Riven, "What are you doing?"

"I'll stay closer to you so I can protect you." Riven said frankly.

"..."

Ryan looked away, ignoring Riven's playfulness.

Although he had returned to normal on the surface, he remained vigilant deep down.

As they got closer to the village, the atmosphere of life became more and more intense.

Although there are no crisscrossing farmlands here, the purple and white flowers that can be seen everywhere are like stars in the night sky, dotted in every empty space.

“This is morning glory.”

Yasuo recognized the flowers. "We've found the right place. The news mentioned that the Noxians had gone to Morning Glory Village."

"Is this name because there are morning glories everywhere?" Riven looked around.

“That’s how most villages are named.”

Yasuo explained as he led the two men into the village.

He was like a tour guide, pointing at the flowers in the grass, the houses on the roadside and even the clothes of the local villagers... and slowly started to talk about the customs and characteristics.

Although it was his first time here, he said that he had read the introduction in the sword school's travel notes.

As for the travel notes, it is a book that records the travel experiences of many people, similar to the "map" of Goucha Temple.

The villagers did not react to their arrival.

It seemed as if he was already used to seeing travelers coming and going.

But after relieving his inner crisis, Yasuo, who had regained his long-lost peace, took the initiative to strike up a conversation with passers-by.

After his negotiation, the three people were invited into a tree house.

The owner of the tree house is a woman in her thirties who is raising a child of a few years old alone.

The tree house is not very big and you can tell that it only has traces of two people living there.

In this situation, even Yasuo did not take the initiative to ask about the woman's husband.

After a few minutes of pleasantries, Yasuo finally stated his purpose. "Have you seen a swordsman recently? He's about my height, with slightly longer hair, and looks... similar to me."

"swordsman?"

The woman thought about it, then shook her head, "No."

But then the child interrupted and said, "I've seen him before! His clothes are similar to yours."

Yasuo's eyes lit up instantly, "That's him, is he still here?"

His reaction made the child shrink back and hide behind his mother and said, "I don't know."

"Little friend, I'm not a bad person..."

"I just don't know!" The child glanced behind Yasuo and then ran away.

"I'm sorry, I..." Yasuo apologized to the woman.

But the woman smiled and said she didn't care, "He probably really doesn't know. There are always people coming in and out of the village. No one cares who stays and who leaves..."

"But thank you very much anyway." Yasuo said gratefully to the woman.

Knowing that Yongen had been here was already good news for him.

"It's okay, this is the snack I prepared, have some."

The woman took out a plate of snacks, the same color as the morning glory.

"Thank you."

Yasuo picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

The taste is hard to say, but for a swordsman like him, as long as the food is edible, it's fine.

But as he chewed, he suddenly discovered a problem.

Ryan and Riven seemed to become much more reserved after entering the village.

Especially after entering the tree house, there was almost no sound.

He turned around and saw Ryan sitting not far from him.

Riven stood close to Ryan, like a loyal guard.

"Would you like to try some?"

Yasuo picked up two snacks.

Ryan looked at Yasuo thoughtfully, then shook his head decisively and refused, "I won't eat it."

"Then I won't eat it either!"

Another voice sounded at just the right moment.

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Chapter 56 Dream?

"Okay, I'll eat it then."

Yasuo could only eat two more by himself, as his long-term living habits prevented him from throwing away food.

But he noticed something and this time he chewed slower.

When the woman turned back to the kitchen to get some more snacks, he leaned over to Ryan and lowered his voice, "What's going on?"

"Did you find out?" Ryan asked back.

Yasuo was stunned by the question, he actually didn't discover anything.

Avoiding Ryan's gaze, he turned to look at Riven, "Did you find out?"

"I didn't notice." Riven shook her head honestly.

"Then why don't you eat or talk?" Yasuo asked.

"Because he won't eat."

Riven said without hesitation, "Every Noxian knows that if you want to improve your survival rate on the battlefield, you can simply choose someone who has the ability to survive. Following him may help you survive as well."

She believed in Ryan, and this trust had become an instinct after Ryan's words had come true countless times.

Yasuo arrived late and realized this problem a little later.

But this did not affect his trust in Ryan.

"So there really is a problem." Yasuo became serious and instinctively swallowed the chewed snack while speaking.

This time it was Ryan's turn to be surprised, "You knew there was a problem, but you still swallowed it!?"

He felt that Yasuo might not have a stink fetish, but he definitely had a pica fetish.

"I think there's nothing wrong with this snack," Yasuo added.

He could see the kitchen from where he was sitting, and he saw every step of the way the dim sum was baked.

"When the entire lake is polluted, which drop of water do you think is clean?"

Ryan said, standing up.

He ignored Yasuo's eye contact and walked straight through the kitchen to the window.

However, this action did not alarm the woman in the kitchen as Yasuo had expected.

Ryan even turned his head to look when he passed by the kitchen. The woman was still busy making snacks... like a puppet with certain fixed movements preset.

“Did you find the problem?”

Ryan asked, standing by the window.

Riven was still following closely, and while Lion was asking questions, she looked down at Yasuo with a look that seemed to indicate his intelligence was being underestimated.

She doesn't need to find problems, she needs to find people who can find problems.